Pan Renmei's body curled on the ground like a shrimp, the pain hit her brain, beads of sweat the size of beans flowed down a handsome face, her mouth gasped, the pain on her forehead fell second, and the severe pain in her lower body was like being hit hard by a galloping carriage, hot and cold, there was a magical feeling of "the sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, and the wind blows the grass to see the cattle and sheep".

To sum it up in one sentence, it's not just that the egg hurts, but that the egg is broken, the egg can't stick, and people can't stand up.

However, Pan Renmei's mood was extremely happy, just like when she was a child, she and Pan Meimei sneaked into her father's room and secretly moved her father's pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

He had already expected Lin Wan'er's actions, being scolded was necessary, and being beaten was completely within an acceptable range, but this attack was inevitably too heavy.

In fact, Pan Renmei completely misunderstood Lin Wan'er, Lin Wan'er, who had restarted twice, was completely stupid, where could she still control the strength of her hands, and subconsciously raised her knees with the heaviest force, whistling like the wind.

Curled up on the ground for a long time, Pan Renmei stood up with one hand on the table, stretched out her hand to touch her lower body, but after thinking about it, forget it, it has suffered so much, let's let it be quiet.

Moving to the chair step by step, Pan Renmei sat down carefully, took out a handkerchief from her arms, wiped the ink and blood on her forehead, stopped the bleeding, and suddenly laughed stupidly.

He didn't know when he changed, after Lin Wan'er went to Xiliang. Pan Renmei had a kind of joy to see off the evil star, and just a few days after this joy, he gradually found that Shangjing was a little boring. The low-eyed and pleasing minions circled around, and there was no one who was "tasteful".

Then Lin Wan'er began to appear in his dreams, often waking him up, suddenly getting up, sweating, he cursed a few words "the ghost does not go away", but he couldn't sleep anymore. It's been a long time. He was not surprised, and said to himself, "I really hate Lin Wan'er very much." ”

Later, Lin Wan'er stopped appearing in his dreams. But he lost sleep again, tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at night, and crawled up late at night. Quietly touch the brush. Carefully sketched, a portrait of Lin Wan'er jumped on the paper, he nodded, the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, very satisfied.

He didn't dare to let people see this painting, so he locked it in a box under the bed, added three locks on the outside, and closed the door every day before going to bed. Blowing out the lamp, he took out the portrait and looked at it stupidly for a while. to sleep contentedly.

The feeling that I had never felt before began to spread, all the other women became the corners of the embellishment, only Lin Wan'er was the protagonist, from the feeling of doubt to the confirmation of liking was a long and torturous process, and finally on a sunset evening, Pan Renmei, who was returning home from outside, looked up, her eyes were full of red, and the sun was intoxicating - oh, it turned out that I really liked her.

Then, he began to change his style of writing, so that "Witch Lin Wan'er" had a 180-degree change, and only hoped that Lin Wan'er, who was far away in Xiliang, could see it after dinner and understand the meandering and rugged meaning.

After thinking about this, Pan Renmei suddenly became enlightened, he felt that his feelings for Lin Wan'er were the purest, without any ancillary factors, not for Lin Wan'er's reputation, not for Lin Wan'er's talent, just because of this person.

So he began to dislike Pan Meimei's preface to Lin Wan'er, the brother and sister, who had been very close since childhood, had quarreled, and Pan Meimei always couldn't grasp the reasonable explanation for the quarrel between the two, because he categorically wouldn't have thought that his brother would like Lin Wan'er.

In addition, Pan Renmei especially doesn't like others to see Lin Wan'er and the third prince Zhao Qian as a pair of "happy enemies" in front of him, and he feels that he and Lin Wan'er are the real happy enemies.

But there is another tricky thing to face, and there have been many ...... between the two in the past Misunderstanding, not ...... Wonderful, how is this good? He didn't find a suitable solution for a long time, until the general appeared in front of the capital and saw Lin Wan'er from the side, the battle outside the city continued, and the smoke and dust were flying, but his heart was half occupied by excitement and half by joy.

Pan Renmei thinks he should tell Lin Wan'er one thing: "Yes, I am not a good person, but I can change, change for you, and gradually become a good person in the step by step change." ”

After that, there was something about tonight, Pan Renmei smiled bitterly, and sighed faintly: "My generation is not cultivated enough, so there is such a catastrophe, it seems that we still need to continue to work hard." ”

He looked up at the main hall he was in, this was the main hall that the second prince Zhao Shuo moved after His Majesty's death, and since then, the second prince rarely went to Pan Meimei's place to spend the night. Pan Meimei was indignant about this, and ordered someone to inquire privately whether there was any fox spirit who confused the second prince, and the news of coming back was very simple, the second prince spent all night in the imperial study to review the chapter, and slept in the nearby hall.

Pan Renmei chose this hall to meet tonight, just to avoid being disturbed by others, it is still extremely quiet here, and it will not arouse Lin Wan'er's suspicion, if she knew from the beginning that it was Pan Renmei who wanted to see her, she would definitely not come.

Pan Renmei sighed, bored and looked at the neat desk, now he is also half an uncle of the country, there is no forbidden place in the entire palace, he can come and go if he wants, and his brother-in-law, the quasi-emperor, doesn't seem to care too much about this.

It's just that sometimes, Pan Renmei will be a little worried about Meimei, the second prince is very good to Meimei, so good that he is impeccable, but the good is a little too much, and there is less pure emotional output, Meimei wants stars, and the second prince will do his best to pick a star, but Pan Renmei feels that the second prince will not change for Meimei, he will always be him.

Thinking like this, Pan Renmei casually took out a book on the desk, dropped a note by the way, and fell lightly to the ground, swirling, like autumn leaves.

Looking down at the note, Pan Renmei sighed again, now his forehead is injured, his lower body is hit, the most difficult thing is to bend over, and do a mental struggle, Pan Renmei tried her best to bend over, reach out, pinch the note, put it to her mouth and blow it, blowing off the dust.

Suddenly, Pan Renmei saw three words written on the note, and her heart suddenly jumped to the side of the mulberry, shocked and panicked at the same time, and the next moment, he slammed the note back to take the book, and stuffed it back to the bookshelf with trembling hands.

Before the mood calmed down, Pan Renmei's heart suddenly tightened, and I don't know when, Zhao Shuo, who was dressed in bright yellow, had already stood in front of the door of the main hall, looking at Pan Renmei quietly with an expressionless face. (To be continued.) )