When Wang Xiao and Qian Duoduo first met, they didn't expect to have such a ...... with her Bad fate.

At that time, he broke into her boudoir wearing a mask, and she was very disturbed by the sudden and chaotic confusion. And he is actually uneasy in his own heart, his uneasiness lies in the sudden arrival of troubled times, and he has always been lonely and afraid in his bones.

But now, Wang Xiao is grateful to Qian for carrying a calculation that allows him and Qian Duoduo to have each other.

Her beauty is different from Tang Qianqian, her heart for him is pure love and joy, which can water his heart like water. At the same time makes him want to protect, makes him want to be her hero.

At this time, the sky is getting dark, and the boudoir hides the fog, with a delicate atmosphere.

The red silk was turned over, and the embroidered tent was slept.

Qian Duoduo seemed to have a layer of mist in his eyes, gasped slightly, and leaned on Wang Xiao's shoulder.

Her forehead was covered with a thin layer of fine sweat, and even her toes trembled a little.

"Laughing Lang~"

The girl snorted weakly from her nose, as if she had infinite love.

Wang Xiao gently hugged her fragrant shoulder and kissed her on the forehead.

"The little flower is still too weak." He put it in her ear and teased again.

Qian Duoduo let out a shy "um".

Just the sound of the warbler, the cloves spit slightly.

She is a typical boudoir woman, she has been worried and pressed since she was a child, and she is not very old, and her body is very weak. She usually didn't feel anything, but now she was quite self-conscious, and couldn't help but ask with some worry: "Does Xiaolang ...... Not done yet? ”

As she spoke, she whispered in his ear: "It is difficult for the slave to come out, and the king is merciful." ”

Wang Xiao couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Tang Qianqian is three years older than him, and he has martial arts, so he usually has a lot of fun to learn. He thought that Qian Duoduo was weaker in this regard, but such an occasional sentence of poetry and songs, coupled with her shy demeanor, also made people feel a little ...... Conation.

But he looked down at her scattered sideburns and weak appearance, but he still hugged her distressedly, and said softly: "The years will be long in the future, so don't be in a hurry." ”

Qian Duoduo knew that he was pitiful, and she was happy in her heart, and she posted it again.

Wang smiled and said, "I got up in the middle of the night to go to court today, and I was also sleepy." ”

"That laughing lang sleeps for a while." Qian Duoduo said softly.

Wang Xiao's hand was not very honest, and he gently scratched on her.

Qian Duoduo dodged her legs slightly, and was a little ashamed.

Wang smiled and said: "I also like Xiaohua, and Xiaocao also likes it." ”

Qian Duoduo's face became more and more red, but she stubbornly said: "My mother has been absent since I was a child, and I used to ...... I used to be really scared when I first grew grass......"

Wang Xiao was stunned for a moment, I don't know why she said this, but she became more and more distressed.

"Later, it was Sister Ming Jing who told me...... She said...... Everybody will. Qian Duoduo's voice was inaudible, and he buried his face to prevent him from looking.

Wang smiled slightly embarrassed.

This seems to be a little inappropriate, as if Qian Duoduo is telling him how Zuo Mingjing is.

But I heard Qian Duoduo continue: "Two years ago, I came to Gui for the first time, and I was scared to death, but I didn't know who to ask. ”

Wang Xiao was a little confused and asked, "What is 癸?" ”

Qian Duoduo was even more ashamed, and said softly: "That's it...... ...... Water, girls have it. ”

"Oh, it's Auntie." Wang said with a smile.

"Later, it was Sister Ming Jing who comforted me." Qian Duoduo said in a low voice: "Since she is like my sister, I also think that she is as good as my mother in my heart." ”

Wang Xiao didn't know why she was talking to herself about these women's private affairs, sighed, and said, "Your father's eldest woman is really not a responsible and good mother. ”

Qian Duoduo said: "No matter what, my mother has raised me so far, and I am also grateful in my heart." It's just that...... On the contrary, it is Sister Ming Jing, who is now married and widowed for the first time, but she is criticized as Kefu. Can Xiaolang help her? ”

Wang Xiao was slightly stunned.

How can you help with this kind of thing?

He looked down and saw Qian Duoduo's eyes as bright as water, with admiration and expectation.

This simple-minded girl doesn't know what kind of powerful person she thinks she is.

He had no choice but to put his arm around her and said, "I'll think about it." ”

Qian Duoduo let out a "hmm" and said softly: "Xiaolang must have a way." ”

The beauty is like jade in her arms, Wang Xiao stroked her snow-white back, and couldn't help but say: "No wonder some people say that daughters are like water and men are like mud." ”

"How can anyone say that?" Qian Duoduo said.

"That's what a book says......" Wang Xiao suddenly frowned and asked, "Are you bored in the mansion yourself?" Why don't you write a story to play? ”

Qian Duoduo was slightly surprised.

But I saw Wang Xiaoyi get up from the couch, put on a piece of clothing and went to the case, and was silent with a pen.

Qian Duoduo didn't know what he was going to write, so he got up and tied his clothes and came over with embroidered shoes. Feeling weak, she sat on a stool and sharpened the ink for him.

But I saw that Wang Xiao thought about it for a long time, but he only wrote half a poem.

"Fusheng was very hard and busy, and the feast finally ended. Joys and sorrows are all the same as illusions, and a dream of ancient and modern times is absurd......"

Qian Duoduo stared at it for a while, and then heard him mutter: "I can't remember." ”

"Laughing?"

Wang Xiao put down his pen, sat down next to her, and sighed, "I'll tell you a story, you can try to write it down with your pen and ink." ”

Qian Duoduo smiled and said, "Okay." ”

Wang Xiao was not in a hurry to start telling the story, but asked, "Do you know that I used to be a demented child?" ”

Qian Duoduo's face was slightly different, so he nodded.

"When I was demented before, I was wandering outside the world and had seen another world." Wang Xiao pondered and said: "In that world, there is a gentleman named Cao Xueqin who wrote a book "The Story of Stones", if I can ...... in the future Another day, but I don't know if this book will still appear. If the four famous books are missing one of three, it is not a beautiful thing. Anyway, you listen to the story, try to write it down. ”

Qian Duoduo didn't seem to understand, but he still nodded obediently and responded: "Okay, I'll follow what Xiaolang said." ”

"In this world, there are high and low people. I don't think that's right. Wang smiled and said: "When I first came, I saw two slaves and maids being beaten to death, and I felt the cruelty of this system. I want to make a change, but I don't know where to start, so let's start with you today, and hopefully make some changes. ”

Qian Duoduo became more and more puzzled.

Wang smiled: "You are a concubine, there may be concubines in this world who can earn a piece of the world, but few concubines can come out." Maybe through this book, people will know the disadvantages of this feudal etiquette in the future, and also let people know that concubines can also write books and make speeches, and spread them for eternity. ”

Qian Duoduo was a little panicked and said, "Xiaolang, I haven't thought about this. ”

Wang Xiao shook his head and said, "This matter is simple to say, but it is extremely difficult. Maybe it will cost you a lifetime and you can't know, maybe it can bring a little reflection on etiquette and grandeur to the world, maybe it can't, so I first ask you if you are willing to do it? ”

Qian Duoduo was slightly dazed, she looked at Wang Xiao's eyes, thought for a while, and finally nodded and said, "Okay." ”

Wang Xiao thought for a while, and then confessed: "In the future, if you write this story, you will still say that Cao Xueqin taught you to write it in a dream." There is no need to mention me. ”

Qian Duoduo was a little puzzled and asked, "Didn't you see it in your dream, Xiaolang?" ”

Wang Xiao shook his head and said, "Although things are wrong today, there may not be Mr. Cao anymore." But this kind of thing...... It's not easy for people to work hard, and you and I can't take it all together. ”

Although Qian Duoduo didn't know what Wang Xiao meant, she still nodded obediently.

Wang Xiao pondered how to tell the story.

He had actually forgotten all about it, but fortunately, there was a beautiful Chinese teacher, and he still remembered the storyline in general.

At that time, I was young and studied in the Red Mansion, and I couldn't understand its worries.

With such a sigh in his heart, he spoke: "Probably, there is only one stone left when the female disaster mends the sky......"