The bright moon in the third watch came to take pictures, and the slave was like a strong wind blowing the tender willow waist. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lang Ai is romantic, regardless of the slave's youth, and bears pain and shame to follow him upside down.

Make a little red, drop it on the white silk mark, and don't be afraid to be embarrassed and ugly to take a photo in front of the lamp.

When the bridegroom saw Xihong, his heart was full of joy, and he said that the slave was a yellow flower girl, and he smiled with joy on his eyebrows.

I didn't know what Yingcui was talking about, I looked at Yingcui with a confused face, but I didn't know that I was completely confused now.

Taohong smiled and explained to me in a low voice: "Niangniang, before you go to bed with the son, we put a white handkerchief on the bed, which is used to treasure the white silk mark of the woman's first night. “

When I heard this, I suddenly realized that in ancient times, when the newlyweds were married, a white scarf would be laid on the wedding couch to prove that the bride was a perfect virgin. Then I remembered that I had read a description in a book or a TV series: a scholar loved his wife very much, and after the wedding night, he painted his wife's red white handkerchief into a plum blossom and treasured it. At the time, I thought how could such a thing happen, but I later realized that it was nothing.

In ancient times, women were like chastity like life, and the husband's family paid more attention to women's chastity. It is said that on the wedding night, not only the groom should see the red and white scarf, but sometimes even the guests and the man's parents who were waiting outside would be circulated one by one, and they would admire the bloodstains on it that represented the bride's chastity. If the bride does not turn red on the wedding night, and there is a group of guests waiting to see the red handkerchief outside, just thinking about it will give you an idea of how embarrassing and chilling the scene is, needless to say, how serious the consequences are.

There are many related stories in ancient books, one of which is that there is a woman named Sister Cheng, who is not popular on the first night of the wedding, and her husband's family severely beats her, and then escorts her back to her parents' house. At that time, many neighbors watched it, and saw that Sister Cheng was unkempt, tied her hands behind her back, dressed in a blue single dress, with a pair of eye-catching red trousers, and a piece of white silk dyed with rooster comb blood tied on her belt. Her husband Wei Sanfeng took a stick by himself, took a step, beat Sister Cheng, and sent it to her mother's door, piled up the few simple dowries she brought with her when she got married, and then stood in front of the door in all kinds of humiliation, jumping and scolding.

I had lived in this world for almost thirty years and had never had any boyfriends or girlfriends. In addition to my dad, there are also coaches who teach me boxing, colleagues in the police station who have nothing to do with each other, and gangsters I have caught, so I have never held hands with other members of the opposite sex. However, even if this is the case, if it is a dynasty at this time, it is enough to be qualified to dip in the pig cage.

In the past, I was doing strenuous exercise every day in this world, and I can't guarantee whether that membrane is intact or not. But there is absolutely no problem with Chang's family, I verified her body yesterday, the pain can't be fake.

However, I still stood up with some worry, walked to the bed with Yingcui and Taohong, pulled up the quilt, and quickly covered it again.

Yingcui and Taohong looked at me in surprise and dismay, my face was flushed, and the scene I saw under the quilt just now can only be described in one word, "10,000 plum blossom tents".

Yingcui definitely didn't open my quilt before, but just reached out and touched it under the quilt, but didn't touch the white silk label, so she came to ask me a little shyly.

There was no red white silk mark on my bed, but there was a sheet covered with plum blossoms, and I couldn't believe how my red could be so exaggerated, as if my relatives had come last night.

But I suddenly remembered that I accidentally bumped into Duan Hong last night, and nosebleeds flowed from both nostrils, so the goose-yellow sheet was so exaggerated.

But I don't know how to explain it now, and I don't have the face to explain, I just want to find a crack in the ground to get into.

Peach helped me back to the table and sat down, Yingcui was busy tearing off the sheets and storing them, I thought of the scholar who drew a plum blossom for his beloved wife, and I couldn't help but wonder if I should let Duan Hong's painting plum blossoms on the sheets. However, my goose-yellow sheets are probably painted with a whole plum tree. Thinking of this, I can't help but feel a little funny.

When Peach saw the smile in the corner of my eyes, she began to look forward to my bright future after becoming a real princess. The little girl has too much beautiful worship for love. It's just that as she spoke, she talked about the fact that I may have already been secretly knotted by the pearl now, and I have already begun to prepare to sew the clothes of the future little prince.

Hearing this, I suddenly messed up in the wind, stroked my stomach with my hand, and thought: It's over, how did contraception work in ancient times?

Although the old lady's psychological age is in her thirties, she is still afraid of having children!

Today's Chang is only nineteen years old, and it is too early to become a mother at this age. Moreover, in ancient times, when a woman gave birth to a child, because of the limited conditions, it was completely equivalent to stepping into the ghost gate. At this time, if any concubine who can't figure it out has a harmful mind and secretly stretches out a black hand, I may have two feet to step into the ghost gate.

"Where can it be so coincidental, peach, you girl don't scare me."

"His Royal Highness the Prince and his mother are in love, like glue, the little prince will definitely come here as soon as he slips away."

Are you telling a ghost story? I sound so scared!

"Niang, are you cold? Why are you shaking? “

Mother, this is so scared by you, I'm so scared that I'm hungry.

I only ate a few bites of jelly for dinner, and now I suddenly feel so hungry that my chest is pressed against my back, so I hurriedly asked Yingcui to go to the kitchen to make me two bowls of beef noodles. As a result, the figure of Father-in-law Xi walked in slowly, holding two bowls of beef noodles in his hands.

"This is the beef noodles that His Royal Highness the Prince personally ordered for his mother."

Is Duan Hong's guy Doraemon changed? How can it be so much to my liking, I really love him to death. My father-in-law knows so much about being considerate, I'm really going to die of happiness. Eating the beef noodles under Duan Hong's own hands, I was so moved that I was about to burst into tears.

My father-in-law was on the side, watching me happily eat noodles, with a look like I wanted to say something, but I was too embarrassed to speak.

So I took the initiative to ask him, "Does the son of the world have something to explain over there?" “

"Back to Niangniang, the flower waiter is here, His Royal Highness the Prince asked me to tell Niangniang that he can't come tonight, but he will definitely come to accompany Niangniang tomorrow. In order to relieve the pain of missing Niangniang, His Royal Highness asked me to send this portrait of him to Niangniang. “

Poof, I sprayed the noodles of my father-in-law's body. How can Duan Hong destroy my image like this, it's just that I haven't seen him for a day, where do I get the pain of lovesickness.

Yingcui stretched out her hand to accept Duan Hong's portrait, and Taohong cleaned the noodles on Xiaoxi's father-in-law with a handkerchief. As a result, he choked on this guy and said to me: If you want to spray people in the future, you must find him.

I've sprayed Duan Hong several times before, and I want to laugh when I think of his blue and red face. I didn't expect that the two of us could get to this point, and I really became his woman willingly, as he said. Is he charismatic, or am I not strong-willed? In the end, I can only blame that in this world, there is no corner that cannot be dug down.

No matter what, as long as Duan Hong treats me well, as long as the most important person in his heart is me.

Since I got to Duan Hong, I feel that Chang's is me, and I have completely accepted Chang's body, and I have truly achieved the unity of body and mind. Maybe I obediently accepted Chang's body, and I truly became her, and I didn't have to worry about wearing my soul back. This is a kind of self-consolation, self-deception! Otherwise, how can I soothe my deep inner turmoil?

After I had eaten my fill, I walked around the courtyard and suddenly remembered the question of the imperial heir that Peach had just mentioned.

I now have someone I really like, and of course I hope that while harmonizing with him, I can also give birth to a crystallization of love. If I can have a crystallization of love with the person I love, I will have no regrets in this life, and I will take care of the baby on the tip of my heart. My heart, no matter how strong and independent I am, I still can't escape the thoughts of my youngest daughter's family who want to teach her husband and children.

The next day, Duan Hong really came as promised, grinding his sideburns with my ears, ten fingers wrapped around green silk, with endless love words and endless heartfelt feelings.

I really like the feeling of him spoiling me, indulging in his deep affection and affection, and I am fascinated.

After that, Duan Hong had more than half a month, eating with me in Nuanxiang Pavilion every day, and staying here overnight.

I didn't care about whether Chang Liangren and the others would be jealous, they would be sad and sad, and they indulged in Duan Hong's favor every day, and couldn't extricate themselves.

The butterfly colored paper that Yan Ruyu gave me before is no longer known where I left it. I don't love him after I know that Yan Ruyu is safe and sound, I don't love him, but I hope that he can find his own happiness as soon as possible and heal his inner wounds as soon as possible, just like me and Duan Hong.

As for the blue-faced confidants of the Chang family, I should not have any contact with him in the future, because I will no longer want to leave the Shizi Mansion, this square world, as long as Duan Hong is here, I will be willing to wait for him for a lifetime.

The sweet life of the two lovers is like an arrow from the string fleeting, and it is really like a white horse passing through the gap too fast, so fast that I don't know what year it is. In the blink of an eye, it was already the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival, Duan Hong was interested from nowhere, so he had to pull me to go with him to enjoy the plum blossoms.

Dali is like spring in all seasons, and it is less than the middle of September at this time, and it is not the season when plum blossoms bloom at all.

I had some doubts in my heart, thinking that Duan Hong should not be framing me. I remember the time he took me out of the house to play, and finally saw the scenery in the woods and admired the green lake, but in the end, he just put it on his side.