Five days later, heavy snow was still falling from time to time.

Xinlu led an old man with white hair into the Protectorate's Mansion.

This is a new teacher who was specially invited for Prince Li Yanyan.

Passing through the corridor, you can only see that the mansion is very busy. There are servants in the garden planting flowers and plants, sweeping the courtyard, and there are maids holding each other, hanging curtains that block the wind under the eaves of the corridor, shuttle back and forth, quiet and dutiful, without a single step stopping.

Soon, I entered the school that I had prepared long ago when I entered the west.

The old man was a famous hermit in Hanhai Mansion, well-informed, but when he saw Luoyang paper, Huizhou ink, the best Taihu stone paperweight, and all the sitting utensils were exquisite. He couldn't help but touch his beard and felt secretly moved.

It is worthy of being the Great Protectorate enjoyed by a warlord.

Just by the way, the old man asked: Why did the posts in Qingliu County at that time be named after the Lord of Qingliu County, but he entered the Great Protectorate's Mansion to teach?

Xinlu had already seen the sighing look between his eyebrows and told him with a smile: The Protectorate is now in charge of their county lord.

If not, how could this change be made here in just a few days?

Only in this way can one be worthy of the title of Anbei Protectorate.

Xinlu thought of the family leader's actions in the past few days, and all the servants in the mansion were convinced and were a little proud.

...

Li Yan went to class.

Without him wandering in front of him, he spent a lot of time late and started recording the expenses in the mansion.

This was the most relaxing thing for her.

Qiu Shuang brought her a stove of incense. Seeing that she wrote quickly, she was all paying for the bill, so she couldn't help but say, "Who would have thought that the first thing the head of the family came here was to spend money."

Qi Chi didn't expect that, he thought that Anbei Protectorate had heavy troops in his hand and was dominant, but who would have expected that the inside would look like this.

She smiled: "It's just for money to be earned. If I don't spend it, I will make it to do what?"

It is not clear yet, so it is too early to say anything.

Besides, she also has to bring so many people to live in this place to make it more comfortable. Wouldn’t it make her life easier?

Qiu Shuang turned around and turned her eyes and thought: That's right. If you ask the Protector to come back and see him, you will definitely be moved and cry. At that time, you will have to take good care of the head of the family, so no matter how much money you spend, it will be worth it.

Not long after finishing his work, Li Yan came back.

Today I just met the teacher’s courtesy and did not give lectures.

Xinlu followed him into the door, and said to Qichi with a smile: "Sir, I praise the prince as a good seedling. If you are not that kind of playboy, you must be a talent for making."

Li Yan was embarrassed to be praised, and with a red face, he squeezed to Qichi.

Qi Chi touched his head: "That's not in vain. I'll take you here and learn well. In the future, those who look down on you are not as good as you."

Li Yan suddenly remembered the people of Prince Yong, blinked and looked at her: "So my aunt has this intention?"

"Of course, don't forget that you have a King of Light to inherit."

Only then did Li Yan understand his aunt's good intentions, and remembered his father who died young. His nose was sour. He stood up from her embarrassment and said, "My nephew is in charge of training, so he goes back to the house."

"What to do?"

"Go to review the book."

Qi Chi Xu laughed: "How can you say that the wind is rain?"

Li Yan was even more embarrassed and ran out.

Qi Chi's smile was also suppressed. When he thought of his brother, the past came to his heart, and it was always uncomfortable.

From that gentle country, Guangzhou came to this northern land with a strong wind. I don’t know if her brother knew about the incest, and would he think she was doing it right?

Seeing that she looked depressed, she was a little gray at the moment. She thought that she had not had a good rest for the busy days of work in the mansion, so she walked to the couch to uncover the newly hanging curtains and said, "The head of the family should take a short nap. Since she set off on her way, she has not had a good sleep in this mansion."

Qichi nodded and stood up and waved his hand to Qiu Shuang: "Give me the account book I just sent. If you can't sleep, you can still flip it."

Qiu Shuang went to the box to look for it while joking: "The head of the family wants to see how much he has earned, so he is happy."

She raised her eyebrows: "That's the reason."

Xinlu and Qiushuang couldn't help laughing out loud when they heard this.

When she heard them laugh, Qichi's mood improved. She had never been a person who was addicted to the sadness.

When people retreat, the charcoal fire in the room was burning vigorously and comfortable.

Qichi lay on the couch, turned around for most of the time, gradually became exhausted, turned his back, stuffed the booklet under the pillow, and closed his eyes.

In a daze, I remembered one thing: the man has not come back yet.

Later he fell asleep.

I don’t know if it’s in a dream or reality, but I could hear the sound, and a jingle sound was like a gold hook, a series of shattered sounds.

Then there was a heavy sound, as if something had fallen down.

Qi Chi lifted his eyes and was still sleepy. He thought that either Xinlu or Qiufrost would be so furious.

In just a moment, he opened his eyes again.

Because I thought that people around her could not do this.

With her hands stretched out the curtain, she slowly stepped on the ground with her feet.

The Western Regions velvet blanket is newly laid on the ground, and it won’t be cold even if you step on barefoot.

She got up and left the bed, her steps silently. After walking a few steps, she saw the water stains dripping on the ground.

His eyes looked over the bits of water stains, and a finger-wide belt was placed on the table, and the bed was moved forward.

There is also a pool of water stains under the edge of the bed.

Qichi walked over with his hands and saw a person lying on it. His boots were not fading, and the sticky snow turned into water and dripped to the ground.

The next time I saw his face.

Maybe he suddenly opened his eyes at this moment, Qi Chi was shocked, and subconsciously turned his head and left.

He sat up behind him suddenly, grabbed her and buckled her back, and covered her mouth with one hand.

"Don't shout." A low and hoarse voice came from his ears: "It's me."

Qi Chi fell and sat in front of him, his fingers next to his sword, the same sword she had seen.

The man's hands covered her lips, which were rough and covered with the cold air of the wind and snow.

She didn't want to scream, she had already guessed it was him.

After all, there will be no one else who can enter the house except the male owner.

She gently ticked the back of his hand with her fingers.

The hand paused for a moment and took it away.

Qichi raised his hand and stroked his lips that he had touched, without looking back.

Just now, her heart was still beating quickly. She tried hard to suppress her, thinking about the current situation and the couple reunion, what should she say in the first sentence?

"Head of the Family!" The door was suddenly pushed open, Xinlu ran in, saw the situation inside, was stunned, reacted, and quickly lowered her head and left.

The head of the family was hugged and sat on the bed, even a fool should understand who he was.

Luo Xiaoyi's voice came from outside the door: "Blame me, I was reckless, which surprised several sisters."

When Qi Chi heard that there were still outsiders, he got up from the bed, tidied up his hair, and called out Xinlu.

Xinlu pushed the door open again, drooped her head all the way, brought a Hu chair over, took her cloak and put it on her, served her to sit down, and told her about the matter while pressing her ear.

It turned out that Qiu Shuang had just passed by a wing room and noticed that the door was open, so she walked in. Unexpectedly, she saw Luo Xiaoyi lying inside, motionless, and didn't know whether she was asleep or fainting, but of course she was in chaos.

Xinlu hurriedly told Qichi, but she didn't expect that there were people here...

It was not until then that Qi Chi looked at the man on the bed again.

Fu Ting was looking at her.

He was wearing two thick military uniforms, with a folded Hu collar, which was originally the closest to the body, but now his belt has been untied and scattered on his body, describing it as a scattered bun.

Just sitting there, Qi Chi felt that he was tall.

Her eyes drooped, and after a moment, she raised her eyes again.

He was still staring at her, with a layer of fatigue in his eyes.

Looking at his face, she suddenly thought of a past event.

Before getting married, King Guang secretly sent someone to the north to inquire about the appearance of the Great Protector.

After the visitor returned, he reported that although the PROC was born in a humble background, he was handsome and far superior to the princes and nobles.

Qichi asked his brother at that time: What should I do? The Tian family is worthy of him. Can he still regret the marriage?

Her brother said: If you don’t ask, you are uneasy. If you are a person who is a slutty person, how can you be worthy of your appearance?

She thought a little far away, and she came back to her senses. When she heard Luo Xiaoyi's voice, she had arrived at the door-
To be continued...