Haitang looked at An Rong stupidly, and didn't come back to her senses for a long time, what's wrong with the girl, what's the ...... That's it!

It wasn't until An Rong lay on the bed and closed his eyes with a smile that Begonia believed that An Rong really didn't care about the theft in the house, otherwise how could he sleep so peacefully?

Haitang yawned, helped An Rong put the gauze tent away, and tiptoed out.

The moonlight is misty and the stars are dim.

The Wu'an Hou Mansion is half silent and half lively, and the Jingbei Hou Mansion is the same.

Under the silent moonlight, several maids carried lanterns to light the way, followed by Jingbei Hou and Jingbei Hou's wife.

Jingbei Hou took Mrs. Jingbei Hou's hand with emotion, "What's wrong with Xuan'er today, when she came back from Xiao Guogong's Mansion, she locked herself in the study, and asked people to move a bunch of books from my study, really enlightened?" ”

Mrs. Jingbei Hou is also confused, what virtue does her son have, it is clear in the womb, not to mention that staying in the study is half a day, that is, half an hour is torment, in Lian Xuan's words, the tables and chairs in the study are not suitable for him, and he is naturally repulsed, for this reason, the table in the study has been changed I don't know how much.

Not only is it abnormal today, but even the maid was sent to the study for dinner, and Mrs. Jingbei felt that something had happened, good son, don't suffer any blows.

But I still comfort Jingbeihou, maybe even more comforting myself, "If you don't discipline him well, I can only let my father and eldest brother train him on my behalf, those juniors in the Guogong Mansion have to learn all kinds of poetry and songs, who ridiculed him?" ”

Jingbei Hou pulled the corners of his mouth, couldn't help but raise his hand to support his forehead, he was such a baby bump under his knees, he was reluctant to fight, he was reluctant to scold, Xuan'er was not afraid of him at all, he was an only son, he didn't have a brother to play with him, he liked to run to the Guogong Mansion three or five times a day, and he lived for ten days and half a month.

I used to fight with people in the Guogong Mansion, and I came back with a blue nose and swollen face that was beaten, and I was really diligent and hard at that time, and finally beat people with my own hands, he thought he was lost, and he turned back into the son of the hanger.

To be honest, Jingbei Hou didn't think about finding two people to beat his son, but he couldn't be ruthless, and he was even more afraid that the matter would be exposed, so Mrs. Jingbei Hou worked hard with her.

It's so abnormal today, isn't it really beaten or stimulated again, and I don't know who it is, so I have to give a big gift when I go back.

The two stepped into the courtyard, and saw the window open from a distance, and Mrs. Jingbei Hou frowned, "It's so cold, why don't you close the window, don't eat the cold wind, it's freezing when you turn around." ”

Mrs. Jingbei Hou hurriedly stepped forward, but heard the sound of recitation:

When does the moon come to the blue sky? I'll stop and ask for a glass today.

People can't climb the bright moon, but the moon walks with people.

It is as bright as a flying mirror. The green smoke is gone.

But seeing that the night came from the sea, would you rather know that Xiang Yunjian did?

The white rabbit pounds medicine in autumn and spring, who is Chang'e's neighbor in solitude?

Today's people don't see the ancient times and the moon, but this month once looked like the ancients.

If the ancients and the present people are flowing water, they will see the bright moon together.

I hope that when the song is against the wine, the moonlight shines on the golden bottle.

Jingbei Hou listened carefully, felt that it was a good poem, or had not heard it before, and was happy that his son had become talented, so he saw the window, holding a wine glass in one hand, and said with emotion, "Sure enough, I feel a lot when I drink a few glasses of wine and read poems." ”

There was also a little guy beside him, rubbing his shoulders and making a bitter face, "Lord Shizi, you have recited this poem sixteen times, and the minions will memorize it, so change it to something else?" ”

The little girl's voice fell, and suddenly his head hit, "The master doesn't dislike it, if you dare to dislike it, go to the roof to blow the wind!" ”

The little guy hurriedly shook his head, with a flattering face, "Good poetry, good poetry!" Especially when the prince reads it, it makes people's blood boil when they listen to it, and they can't wait to accompany you to drink 300 cups. ”

Jingbei Hou's face darkened when he heard this, could it be that Xuan'er read such a poem all night?

Jingbei Hou was about to enter the house, walked a few steps and found that something was wrong, and when he turned around, he saw his wife frowning, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with Madame?" ”

Mrs. Jingbei Hou first glanced at the window, and then said, "There are two sentences in this poem that are very familiar. ”

Jingbei Hou disagreed, Xuan'er naturally couldn't make this poem, but it wasn't made by someone else, it was normal for her to hear it.

It's just that Mrs. Jingbei Hou's reaction made Jingbei Hou incomprehensible, especially when she raised her eyes, the shiny appearance of her eyes was more beautiful than the countless stars behind her.

In a trance, Jingbei Hou remembered the scene when he first met Mrs. Jingbei Hou, it was in Xiangshan Creek, he was attracted by a burst of laughter, looking for prestige, and saw her playing with bare feet kicking the water......

The water droplets fell all over the sky, reflecting a dazzling light in the sun, and among all the light, her inky jade eyes were the most charming.

Just thinking about it, Mrs. Jingbei Hou impatiently crossed him, Jingbei Hou reached out and grabbed her, and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Mrs. Jingbei Hou paused and laughed, "What, do you want to stand here stupidly all the time?" ”

The two stepped into the house, Lian Xuan knew that the two were coming, and looked at them in wonder, "Daddy, why don't you sleep?" ”

Jingbei Hou glanced at his son, "I usually haven't seen you stay up late and study hard, it's rare once, your mother is not at ease, you must come and see, if you don't sleep, she won't sleep nine times out of ten." ”

Lian Xuan scratched his forehead, dropped the book, helped Mrs. Beihou sit down, and said, "Mother, my son is just reading books for a while, what are you worried about?" ”

Mrs. Jingbei Hou glanced at him with disgust, her eyes aimed at the desk, "Mother is not here to see you, I just asked the maid to change the desk yesterday, and today you will read a book, and my mother wants to see what the desk looks like if it suits your temperament." ”

The little guy secretly chuckled, the table hadn't had time to be changed, it was still the same yesterday.

Lian Xuan's face was full of embarrassment.

Mrs. Jingbei Hou kicked her son twice and asked, "I just heard you read poetry, where did you hear it?" ”

Lian Xuan was about to answer, but the little guy was numb, so he went to the desk and brought An Rong's manuscript, handed it to Mrs. Jingbei Hou and said, "It's a poem written by the second young master of Wu'an Hou's Mansion." ”

Mrs. Jingbei Hou was slightly stunned, Jingbei Hou took the poem manuscript and said with a smile, "Second Young Master Shen, I haven't seen it, I heard that my chess skills are good, and I won Zhan'er today, I didn't expect the handwriting to be so beautiful." ”

Mrs. Jingbei Hou took it and looked at it twice, the font was really beautiful, not like it came from a man's hand, and then glanced at it, and saw a purse on the desk, looking at the color style, it was not what Xuan'er was used to at all, it was more like a child's thing, so she got up and walked over, and just about to pick it up, she was robbed by her son, and she was in her arms.

Mrs. Jingbei Hou smiled dumbly, "Mother can't even watch it?" ”

Lian Xuan's ears were red, if I could see it, what else would I do, and pushed Mrs. Jingbei Hou and said, "It's just a purse, there's nothing to see, it's getting late, it's time to go back and rest." ”

Mrs. Jingbei Hou is not so easy to fool, if there is nothing to look at, what is he doing with such a treasure, it seems that his son has a crush, and this kid is actually enlightened.

For the sake of the people who work hard, it is not nothing, on the contrary, there are many, Mrs. Jingbei Hou is deeply comforted and very interested in the owner of the purse.

Mrs. Jingbei Hou didn't bother her son to read poetry, turned around and left, but Jingbei Hou stayed a few steps back, frowned and said, "If you like it, marry back, don't be like your father, you almost regret it for life, not everyone has a second chance like your father." ”

At the door, Mrs. Jingbei Hou stopped and said angrily, "What nonsense, if the girl Xuan'er likes is married, can you teach him to rob it?" ”

Jingbei Hou blushed, walked towards her, squeezed her hand, and said in a low voice, "Rob it, it's better than regretting it for life, how many days and nights, I regret not robbing you." ”

With such explicit love words, Mrs. Jingbei Hou's face turned red when she heard it, as if she had a look of rouge, she was not amazingly beautiful, but the words she said were very domineering, "If the girl Xuan'er likes has a good temperament and talent, and she is in love, with the power of the Jingbei Hou Mansion and the Xiao Guo Mansion, it is nothing for Xuan'er to grab a kiss." ”

The implication is that the girl Lian Xuan likes is not in line with her talents, looks and temperament, or Lian Xuan is unrequited, and she doesn't agree with snatching kisses, and more bluntly, what does the daughter-in-law who doesn't like her son do when she marries back?

Thinking of something, Mrs. Jingbei Hou turned back to Lian Xuan and said, "Ming'er Niang wants to go back to the Gongfu for a trip, and there is a small matter that needs your help, so I am not allowed to refuse." ”

Lian Xuan nodded again and again.

Waiting for the little guy to close the door, Lian Xuan sat down, took out the purse from his arms, looked at the purse and was stunned, the little guy was puzzled, "Why didn't the prince tell Mrs. Sù, if the prince likes it, the lady will definitely like it, or he will marry the girl who embroidered the purse back, with the power of the Hou Mansion, even the princess of the county can marry." ”

Lian Xuan glanced at the little guy, his expression gloomy, "Not everyone values power. ”

If she fancies power, how can she withdraw from her eldest brother's family affairs, she can't even look down on her eldest brother, and he just scared her and begged for a kiss, it's good not to be beaten out with a stick, Lian Xuan frowned in distress, why did he do a fool before?

A certain prince secretly calculated in his heart, if he asked for marriage, he had a few chances of winning.

It seems that he has a slight advantage in appearance, or because the eldest brother is disfigured, a certain prince has tears in his heart, and he relies on his appearance to have a little white face.

The little guy looked sideways at his own prince, scratching his forehead, when did the prince be so twisted, it doesn't look like him, Hou Ye said don't regret it in the future, what else is there to scruple about, anyway, if something happens, there is Hou Ye's support, he used to think that if Shi Ziye likes which girl, he can't keep it from being overlord and cooking raw rice to maturity, what is the result?

Xiao Wu felt that the contrast between reality and imagination was too great, so that now he is a little disdainful of his own master.

You're on it, take out your mighty and domineering, anyway, there is a Hou Ye waiting to wipe your butt with toilet paper, and we are not afraid of pulling the wrong shit.

I just don't know whose girl the purse is, I have to inquire clearly, Mrs. Ming'er asked, and I could answer that I would take the reward.

When he came to serve the prince on the first day, his wife said that the prince's personal servant lived by selling the master's whereabouts and secretly making extra money.

PS: Okay, this chapter is stuck in the middle and it's very out of place, I reflect, I reflect, but this chapter is very important ~ believe me ~ The next chapter, really mighty ~ R1152