Wen Xiaomiao looked at the wood in Shaima's hand, as if it was a human form.

"Can you tell the men and women?" Seeing that Wen Xiaomiao seemed to be interested in her little wooden man, Shaima happily showed it to her.

"Male." Wen Xiaomiao felt that his clothes and body were like men's, and his face was still empty, and there was nothing.

"Well, he's my sweetheart, I've been chasing him for a long time, but he's still very cold to me, hey, you're quite young, aren't you, you got married so early?" Shaima saw Wen Xiaomiao wearing a ring on her ring finger.

Wen Xiaomiao hurriedly denied it and said, "No, no, how can you think so?" ”

"Wearing a ring on the ring finger indicates that you are married, don't you know what to do? No wonder, do you have a partner? If you don't have it, you wear it on your middle finger, and if you don't have it, you wear it on your little finger. Shaima suggested.

Wen Xiaomiao took the ring off, held it in his hand, and didn't put it on again.

Soon the rice came, the mutton steamed bun tasted really good, Wen Xiaomiao ate a bowl, and the hot water for bathing was also good, Shaima said that she went to the door and let Wen Xiaomiao wash it with confidence.

Wen Xiaomiao washed her whole body thoroughly, put on her clothes, and went to the door to look for Shayma, but she didn't see it, Wen Xiaomiao went back to the tent and waited while drying her hair, and after taking a bath, Wen Xiaomiao felt even more sleepy and fell asleep unconsciously.

Cheng Mu'an wanted to take Wen Xiaomiao away, but Sha Yima also blocked her, "I obviously heard Wen Xiaomiao personally say that she has no object, if it is not appropriate for you to take her away, it is better to be in my tent." ”

Cheng Muan bypassed Shayima, picked up Wen Xiaomiao, and said, "We are an unmarried couple, there is nothing inappropriate." ”

Sanur and Shaima winked at each other and asked her to leave it alone.

In her sleep, Wen Xiaomiao felt as if she was floating, swaying, I don't know where she had floated, her mother appeared in front of her, Wen Xiaomiao happily reached out and threw herself into her mother's arms, hugged her deadly, and muttered in her mouth: "Mother, mother, Miao Miao misses you, Miao Miao misses you so much." ”

Cheng Mu'an hugged Wen Xiaomiao back to the tent arranged for him, wanting to put her down, Wen Xiaomiao didn't let go, Cheng Mu'an made a little effort, and Wen Xiaomiao woke up.

The tent was dark, and Wen Xiaomiao hadn't adapted yet, still snuggling tightly in Cheng Mu'an's arms.

Cheng Muan didn't move.

Wen Xiaomiao suddenly felt like she had been stepped on by her tail, and she jumped far away.

"Big brother, that, you, me, that," Wen Xiaomiao said incoherently.

"Ask whatever you want." Cheng Muan said.

"Who are you?" Wen Xiaomiao asked softly.

"My name is Cheng Mu'an, and we've met before." Cheng Muan lit the oil lamp and remembered the first time he saw Wen Xiaomiao.

"I know that in Cheng Mansion, where is Brother Chen Yuan?" Wen Xiaomiao already had the answer in her heart, but she still had a glimmer of hope.

"He's dead." Cheng Muan said.

Wen Xiaomiao pursed her lips and cried, "What the hell is going on?" ”

Cheng Mu'an sat next to Wen Xiaomiao, thought for a while, and said: "My father is a military general, who has fought in the frontier for many years, and has made great achievements for the protection of the country and the peace of the country.

The sister of today's prime minister Qin Yaozong is the emperor's favorite concubine, she gave birth to a son, Qin Yaozong and Qin Guifei conspired to depose the prince and set up Qin Guifei's son as the prince, but the Cheng family has always had a good relationship with the prince's mansion, and my father has always supported the prince.