Drunken Liuyun rounded the two street corners and stopped in front of a carriage.

The coachman, who was originally dozing off on the edge of the car, immediately jumped down and stood still in front of the drunken clouds, "Childe, you're back!" ”

Drunken Liuyun let out an "um" and got into the carriage.

Before the "coachman" got into the car with drunken clouds, he noticed the corners of his mouth, obviously in a very good mood, he didn't come back so late, and he was in a good mood, it seemed that Childe had seen the person he wanted to see.

The "coachman" shook his head, it's over, his son-in-law is really planted this time! stared at all the movements of Miss Cen Liu, and created opportunities to "meet" from time to time......

Childe he ...... actually used his smart head to grow up with children! It's really a beauty who is locked up!

But Madame should be happy, right? The next time I see my wife, I can tell my wife the good news......

"Not leaving?" In the car, Drunken Liuyun saw that the carriage had not moved for a long time, and he couldn't help but say something.

"Let's go!" The "coachman" jumped into the carriage, raised his whip, drove to the east......

……

Cen Xiyan returned to Cen Mansion, climbed over the courtyard wall, and habitually glanced at the courtyard of Rui Wang's Mansion, it was still pitch black inside, there were no lights and no sound.

Although she hasn't confirmed whether Drunken Liuyun is Mo Xianyun yet, she has a tendency in her heart to think that they are very likely to be alone. However, these two times he met drunk Liuyun in the Qian family tavern, and when he finally separated, he went west, was it also outside the mansion and set up another house? It's not impossible......

Cen Xiyan mentioned the dantian, toe lightly, flew up to the small building of Jinglan Pavilion, and quietly entered his room through the window.

Tonight, her blood boiling disease was not committed, she rinsed it briefly, and went to bed.

But lying in bed, she didn't fall asleep for a long time, and the handsome face of Drunken Liuyun was always swaying in front of her eyes, and the bits and pieces of getting along tonight were always playing back in her mind.

Cen Xiyan couldn't help but cover his face with a quilt in annoyance, and scolded himself in his heart: nymphomaniac! There's no end to it! Isn't he just a beautiful man! In her two lifetimes, she has seen more beautiful men!

Can...... There is no beautiful man she has seen in her two lives, who is as gentle as the best jade!

Hey, even so, it's not like this, right......

Cen Xiyan kept despising himself in his heart.

It wasn't until the sky was already bright that Cen Xiyan unconsciously fell asleep......

……

In the past few days, Cen Xiqin has been very addicted to practicing because of that set of internal skills, except for running to Jinglan Pavilion on time to eat, he basically doesn't pester Cen Xiyan anymore.

During the day, most of the time I locked myself in the house and secretly practiced my internal skills, and many people in the house thought that this Seventh Miss had changed her temperament.

Mrs. Cen asked and sent someone to ask Cen Xiqin, afraid that she was uncomfortable, and the eldest lady Li also came to visit her daughter once, for fear that she would really be sick.

Cen Xiqin was helpless, he didn't leave after breakfast today, and stayed in Jinglan Pavilion, under the pretext that he was chatting with Cen Xiyan and cultivating sisterly feelings, but in fact, he came to hide from Qingqing, so as not to let others guess.

In Cen Xiyan's study, Cen Xiqin took out the martial arts method he carried with him and studied it obsessively.

Cen Xiyan ignored her, took a pen and paper by herself, and wrote a copybook, which is a way she often uses to meditate.

The two sisters don't need to speak, they are busy with their own work, and the atmosphere is also harmonious and warm.

It wasn't until Cen Xiqin felt a little tired, put down the booklet, took an apple and nibbled on it, and then she realized that Cen Xiyan seemed to be on the job, but in fact, she was a little absent-minded!

In fact, in the past few days, she has discovered that this sixth sister seems to have something on her mind, and she is in a daze when she has nothing to do, not once or twice.

Cen Xiqin swallowed the flesh in his mouth, and couldn't help but ask, "Sixth sister, what are you thinking?" ”

"Huh?" Cen Xiyan was startled, came back to his senses, and found that the pen in his hand was shaken, and a piece of ink had been smeared on the paper, and this word was wasted.

Cen Xiyan put down the pen, uncovered the writing fee, put it aside, and said back to Cen Xiqin lightly: "I didn't think about anything." ”

Cen Xiqin had an expression of "you don't lie to me", and pouted: "I still said I didn't think about anything!" You've been like this for the last few days! ”

"I really didn't think about anything." Cen Xiyan took the handkerchief and wiped his hands.

Cen Xiqin got up from the chair, walked to Cen Xiyan's side in two steps, put his face close to Cen Xiyan's face, widened his eyes, and stared at her carefully.

Cen Xiyan raised his eyebrows, "What are you looking at?" ”

Cen Xiqin had a thief expression on his face, lowered his voice and asked, "Sixth sister, tell me honestly, do you have a sweetheart?" ”

When Cen Xiyan heard this, his heart suddenly jumped, and he subconsciously denied it: "How can there be!" What nonsense are you talking about?! ”

"I'm not talking nonsense, what is written in those books, the woman is blushing and her heart is beating, and she is in a daze from time to time, she just misses her sweetheart!" Cen Xiqin is a serious way.

Being so troubled by Cen Xiqin, Cen Xiyan's heart suddenly felt like he had been thrown into the surface of a small pebble lake, and there were ripples in a circle.

However, her face was quite calm, and she didn't show any special expression, just frowned, put on a pretty face, and pretended to teach Cen Xiqin a lesson: "Little girl, what messy books do you usually read?" Don't learn well! ”

Cen Xiqin stuck out his tongue, "No, it's just a few books...... It's just a story......"

"Really? Story? Cen Xiyan raised his eyebrows and looked at Cen Xiqin with a smile.

Cen Xiqinqiao's face was slightly red, and she said: "It's really just a story, but my grandmother and mother definitely don't like me to read those books, you must keep it a secret from me!" ”

"Let's see how you perform......" Cen Xiyan said deliberately idly.

In fact, Cen Xiqin can guess that the books Cen Xiqin reads are nothing more than "romance novels" in this time and space, at the beginning, when she was bored and curious, she also found a few books to read, in fact, they are very conservative, and they are very monotonous, they are all stories of talented and beautiful women, chivalrous and chivalrous, the same, and the novels of various themes in the 21st century are of course incomparable, which makes her very unsightly.

However, in this time and space, even if the atmosphere is similar to that of the Tang Dynasty and is quite open, those books are also forbidden, and the ladies in the boudoir will secretly read them, and they will be full of yearning, and they can't imagine that Cen Xiqin, a chick with a boyish personality, will also like to read this kind of book.

"Sixth sister, I know, you're the best." Cen Xiqin raised a big smile at Cen Xiyan and said a little coquettishly.

Cen Xiyan deliberately ignored her.

"Sixth sister, Fang Cai, did I say it?" Cen Xiqin still couldn't help gossiping, and asked again: "Do you really have a sweetheart?" ”