Sang Zi was taken aback: "You can't talk nonsense about this kind of thing." Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

It's about the reputation of the young lady, and if it gets out, the rumors that have just subsided will make waves again.

Qingmai nodded and said, "Naturally, you can't talk nonsense." It's just that Miss's mind couldn't be more obvious, I'm just afraid that Sister Sangzi will be wrong. ”

Sang Zi recalled Xu Wanzhen's attitude towards him, and he couldn't refuse to send them out just now, nodded slowly, his face was a little impressive, and said: "It's a shame that I grew up with Miss when I was a child, but I didn't understand it, but fortunately my sister mentioned it." ”

Qingmai hurriedly said: "I'm just a bystander. Now that my sister knows, let's keep it a secret. ”

Sang Zi nodded and said, "Naturally, yes." ”

The two had a tacit understanding and returned to the side house where they lived along the rainy eaves, leaving more time for the lovers.

The rain was pouring down, but the room was warm.

Xu Wanzhen felt that as long as he was by his side, even if he didn't do anything, his heart was full of warmth.

It's just that he won't come over for no reason like this, looking at his starry eyes, and asked softly, "Yizhi, is there something wrong?"

Wu Zhengxiang looked at her jade-like face, couldn't help but reach out and touch her soft and smooth satin-like black hair, and said with a smile: "Naturally, there is something, but as soon as I saw you, I forgot about it!"

"Poor mouth!" Xu Wanzhen said angrily.

Wu Zhengxiang withdrew his hand and said with a smile: "I have already arranged the affairs at home, but I just need your cooperation here." At the moment, how he set a trap for the Chen family, how the Chen family was tricked, how his father arranged it, and the reaction of his sister Wu Jiao were all on her one by one.

The affairs of the Zhongguo Mansion are no matter how big or small, and he doesn't plan to hide them from Xu Wanzhen. After all, in his plan, she will marry in two years, and the deeper she knows about the house, the better.

Especially about his mother-in-law's temperament, how he dealt with her, it needs to be told as a top priority.

After listening to him, Xu Wanzhen smiled and said, "You want to say that when Wu Jiao and I met, let me pretend to be a cowardly and mediocre merchant woman, right?"

Wu Zhengxiang smiled and nodded, it was comfortable to talk to her, and she didn't need to say more by herself, she could understand what she meant.

"It's not hard. Xu Wanzhen said with a smile. In order to be with him, she is willing to break into the sea of swords, mountains and fires, not to mention just acting?

After finishing business, both of them relaxed. Xu Wanzhen said: "You help me bring the pen and ink." ”

Wu Zhengxiang walked to the bookcase, handed her the pen and ink, and asked with concern, "Can you write with your hands?"

"The wound on my hand is not deep, but it's been a few days, and it's out of the way. Xu Wanzhen said with a smile.

She spread the paper on her chest, held the brush and thought for a while, recalling the feeling of listening to the rain just now, and wrote and drew on the paper.

Wu Zhengxiang watched behind her, but he couldn't understand what she was writing at all.

She first drew five lines of about the same thickness, and then drew a number of small tadpoles on the lines. These little tadpoles all have different appearances, some have tails, some have two tails, and some have long arcs connected by them.

I wanted to ask a few times, but I saw her focused look on her face, so I couldn't help but didn't speak.

He had seen her show many different kinds of beauty, but it was the first time he had seen her so focused. I saw that she suddenly frowned and pondered, suddenly her face was happy, and her hand was flying like a pen, and suddenly she bit the pen as if she had encountered some big problem.

Time flowed through Xu Wanzhen's pen, she focused on the pen, and he looked at her as she was engrossed in radiating a confident glow, neither of them noticing the passage of time.

Sang Zi and Qingmai had already returned to the door, and saw that one of them was writing and the other was looking at her. I didn't hear the command, but waited quietly.

Xu Wanzhen was immersed in the world of music, and suddenly did not know what was going on in the outside world.

When it was time to eat, Sang Zi brought lunch, wanted to serve her food, and gently called her a few times, but she didn't know at all, and she didn't answer, just looked at the paper in her hand.

Although Wu Zhengxiang didn't understand what she was doing, he could understand that she was devoting herself wholeheartedly and should not disturb her train of thought at this time. With a wave of his hand, he motioned for Sang Zi to put down the rice.

After a long time, the sky gradually became late, and the heavy rain stopped.

Xu Wanzhen's eyes exuded joy, she put down the pen in her hand, moved her sore neck, and read the pages of the scribbled paper in her hand several times with a smile on her lips. Fang Cai stretched out and raised his head.

As far as the eye could see, Wu Zhengxiang was still beside her, looking at her with tenderness in his eyes and said, "Wanzhen, what are you doing so fascinating?"

Xu Wan stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, she was like this in modern times, once she started composing, she didn't care about anything. She is known as the "most talented young musician", not only because of her piano performance, but also because she can compose good music.

Sang Zi heard the movement, came in to give a blessing, and complained: "Miss, what time is this? ”

Xu Wanzhen raised her eyes to look out the window, and sure enough, the sky was almost finished, and only the rain that was still dripping along the eaves was the pouring rain.

When Sang Zi said this, he felt hungry in his belly, and there was a "grunt" sound, which was very clear in the house.

Xu Wanzhen's face turned red, and she said embarrassedly: "I've been bothering you for a long time, I'm composing." ”

Seeing her cute and delicate appearance, Wu Zhengxiang stretched out his hand and wanted to touch her hair, but he was afraid that Sang Zi was here, so he withdrew his hand and smiled: "It turned out that I was composing, but I don't understand this." Hungry, aren't you?"

Sang Zi came up and looked carefully at the paper in Xu Wanzhen's hand, but found that he couldn't understand it at all, and sighed: "Miss is really amazing!"

Qingmai came in with a bowl of white fungus and red date porridge, and said with a smile: "I'm afraid that Miss will be hungry, and I'll keep it warm after I've boiled it." Drink quickly to pad your stomach, and then have dinner later. ”

Wu Zhengxiang stayed in this house for most of the day, and after Xu Wanzhen finished the task at hand, it was not good to stay any longer, and said, "In this way, I will leave first." ”

Xu Wanzhen knew that he would come to accompany her at night, so she nodded in response.

Sang Zi put away all the pen and paper in her hand, served her to finish the porridge, and said with a smile: "Miss, this song, the slave maid looks like a book from heaven." ”

Qingmai put away the empty bowl and quipped: "Sister Sangzi doesn't even understand what it is, so she praises Miss for being amazing." This horse-beating kung fu is beyond the reach of Qingmai. ”

Sang Zi glared at her and said, "It's because I can't understand it, it's amazing, isn't it?"

Xu Wan really laughed, watching the two of them fight.

Although she couldn't get out of bed these days, and she lived in Qian Feng's Zhuangzi again, she had a loyal maid by her side and his company every day, which made her a little happy.

Thinking about it, I'm a little sorry for my family. However, where there is him, he is extremely relieved.