Tan Wan bathed early in the morning and changed into new and smooth clothes, lying in the bed, looking at the painting book in her hand by bright candlelight, just when she was sleepy, put down the book and fell asleep, she heard the sound outside, and when she woke up and got up from the pillow, she saw the door open and a gust of wind brought in, causing the candlelight to sway, the curtain swayed, and on the emerald gauze tent, the shadow was full of a tall figure walking in, the footsteps were a little messy, as if he had hooked something, and there was a sound of a stool falling to the ground, Then there was the headless question that Ruizhu heard.

She also held her breath and thought about who Zheng Qingming was?

Oh, if he hadn't mentioned it at this moment, Tan Wanqing would have forgotten about this person a long time ago, it turned out that the person he was referring to was the eldest son of the cabinet bachelor and deputy capital commander who had been engaged to her in the early years, Zheng Qingming, who was later killed in the execution ground because of the Zheng family's full copying.

Zheng Qingming has been outstanding since he was a child, born with a long body like jade, handsome and dignified, and is a well-known and pretty gentleman in Beijing. Although he has a marriage contract with her, but the beautiful concubine in the house has already exceeded the number of a hand, although he likes the daughter of the Tan family, he has always been gentle and merciful to the beauty, and he is a well-known romantic and talented man in the capital.

And Tan Wanqing, who was blushed by many famous boudoirs in the capital, has always been worried about the misfortune of Tanfu, but she has not paid much attention to this nominal future husband who has been engaged, and her impression has faded to the point that she has only been half a year old, and she can't remember his appearance.

She hesitated for a moment, and then raised her hand and gently lifted the curtain in front of her, and looked at the man who had come in and was full of wine, and saw that in the candlelight, his eyes were staring at her like a wolf staring at a sheep, and she stood a step away from the curtain, and never came.

Tan Wanqing knew in her heart that he didn't open the tent, because he was afraid that the chill on his body would cool her, so he could only roar outside the tent, with a stomach full of suspicion and sullenness, laughably eating the old vinegar of a dead person.

She was no longer an untouched flower on a high branch, she had long since fallen to the ground, stained with mud, but he still picked it up, protected and hid it like a treasure.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't dare to hurt himself, it's just that he feels distressed.

She looked at him, smiled softly at him, and after laughing, her expression turned slightly sad, and said faintly: "How can I forget, I have been engaged to him since childhood, childhood sweetheart, and now my fiancé has died first, according to the etiquette, I also want to keep the festival for him......"

The man's already cold face turned white and white, his eyes stared at the person in front of him as if he was going to eat people, and said in disbelief: "Are you telling the truth? Do you really have him in your heart? Can't forget him? "But you have to keep a feast for him...... Do you want to keep a festival for him? The man's hands were involuntarily clenched together, and he wanted to smash the table in front of him with a fist, and his heart was stirred up for a while.

Tan Wan Qingqing stepped on the ground barely, stepping on the soft fur under her feet, knowing that she was afraid of the cold, Xie Chengzu specially exchanged a few boxes of animal skins with the leather merchant, and picked the same color to spread all corners of the small room, she walked to him, and took the fist he held with amusement and pity.

Xie Chengzu shook her off angrily, his chest rose and fell violently, and he said angrily: "If you want to keep the festival for him, why didn't you say it earlier." "Even if I said it earlier, he would never let her get her wish!

Tan Wanqing got closer, gently leaned her face against his chest and said, "I was going to say it, but although I was a childhood sweetheart with him, I wasn't close, and now I don't even remember what he looked like......"

After that, I felt that my chest in front of me was shocked, and I looked down at her again in shock: "You ......"

Tan Wanqing chuckled and pulled him to the side of the tent: "What's more, the adults have already entered the Guard'an household registration for me, and I have long since lost my surname Tan, so naturally I don't have to guard it anymore." ”

"Then why don't you want to enter the Xie Mansion?" Won't marry me?

"Adults know I'm afraid of the cold, wait until the weather is warmer......"

Xie Chengzu had already drunk wine, lost his accurate judgment, and was up-and-down by her words, and now he saw that she had no feelings for the son of * when she said it herself, and took the initiative to promise that she liked to be warm and did not like cold, as if implying that she would re-enter Xie Mansion when the weather was warm.

After such a cold heart, the surprise that came suddenly made him, an eight-foot man, unable to resist, just like eating ice on dog days, ice and fire.

But he also said: "Really? Then he asked, "But the truth?" "Is this time really true?

Tan Wanqing's heart was slightly astringent, but she pulled down his neck with a smile and printed her lips and tongue.

After the kiss, the two were out of breath, Xie Chengzu was just about to speak, but he didn't want to bow his head, but he saw that the profane clothes in his arms were rubbed open at some point, and it was actually ......

The face that had just eased because of Tan Wanqing's words immediately turned dark again, and he suddenly pointed to the two small pieces of cherry red fabric on her body, and yelled at her, "You, what are you wearing?" ”

"The style that has been popular in the capital recently, is it good to look ......?"

He had never been close to any other woman, and how had he ever seen such strange things? But that little bit of fabric is pitiful, where can it be tied?

Tan Wanqing pulled his hand, put the picture book she read before going to bed in his hand, and turned to the page she liked, Xie Chengzu just took a breath when he returned his gaze from the strong red and white, but when he looked at the thing in his hand, his eyes widened.

What's on this book? There were two villains...... I saw that the two calves in front of me were tightly constricted to the sides, and the mouth was wide open......

Xie Chengzu almost threw away the paper in his hand like a hot potato.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw that the person next to him took his hand and hugged his waist, the intention was very obvious, his ears were red under the candlelight, and he only struggled with alcohol and reason for a moment, and then his throat shook and he reached out to her knee without obscene pants, and like the villain in the painting, he grabbed the knee behind him and hugged it effortlessly.