The meal was served on the table, and Yan Qing looked at Ling Hua, a little unpleasant.

He looked at her with a bad face, "Who let you into my inner room?" ”

Is a man's inner chamber a casual entry?

Ling Hua paused for a moment, "Yesterday, you changed into the new clothes I made for you, and compared them with the mirror in your room, and I also went in to take a look." ”

She deliberately emphasized, "Your room is really nothing to look at, just a bed, a table, a mirror." ”

"Nothing to see, is that why you went in and looked?" Yan Qing's arm was injured and he couldn't hold his chest with both hands, so he put one arm on the table and knocked on the table with his hand, disgusted, "You are a girl, do you know it yourself?" ”

Ling Hua blinked, "Yes." ”

She was a little aggrieved, a little innocent, and defended herself, "But I didn't enter another man's inner room, I just entered your inner room." ”

"You mean, you can enter your fiancé's inner room casually?" Yan lightly raised his eyebrows.

Ling Hua intuitively felt that there was a pit here, and he didn't say anything.

Sure enough, Yan Qing dug a pit, "Qin Huan's inner room, have you also entered it?" ”

"Nope." Ling Hua immediately shook his head, "I really don't like to enter his inner room." ”

Yan Qing narrowed his eyes, "Then whose inner room do you love to enter?" Whose chambers have you been into? ”

Ling Hua was a little unable to deal with it, "Only yours have been entered." ”

"Really," she assured, "I didn't even go into my brothers' closets when I was seven years old." ”

Yan Qing immediately said, "You are not allowed to enter my inner chamber in the future." ”

Ling Hua didn't agree, "No." ”

Not only did she want to go into his inner chamber, but she wanted to go to his bed.

Yan Qing lowered his face coldly, "What are you thinking?" I tell you, when I marry you, I will only marry you, and you will give me less and more than anything else. ”

Ling Hua pretended not to understand, "What else do I think is superfluous?" I don't understand, why don't you make it clearer? ”

Yan choked, "Why don't you understand!" ”

He wasn't blind, the look in her eyes just now, he could see clearly, it was full of thoughts.

Ling Hua decided not to fight with him, it didn't work to say anything now, and she said that this was the right day on the night of the candles in the cave room, so she lay on the table and said pitifully, "I'm hungry, can we eat first?" ”

Yan Qing was also hungry, moved his arm, and withdrew from the table, "Eat!" ”

Ling Hua immediately sat up.

Yesterday, she also served her with a banquet to serve her vegetables, and today she is late, let him take a nap on a hungry stomach, she is naturally at a loss, even if he looks like he is obviously looking for your fault, she doesn't dare to be a demon again, obediently picks up chopsticks, and eats with her head down.

This meal, eating a little quietly.

After eating and drinking, Yan Qing still didn't forget to find faults, "You say, what do you want to do?" ”

Ling Hua reminded him very seriously, "You can go to take a nap." ”

Yan looked at her coldly, "Don't think I'm so foolish. ”

Ling Hua had a headache, it was indeed quite difficult to fool, but if she said it, she was afraid that she would scare him, so she immediately rushed to the palace and ruined the marriage.

"Huh? You mean, huh? "The feast is light and unforgiving.

Ling Hua took a deep breath, pondered for a while, and asked him euphemistically, "Do you know what it means to marry?" ”

Yan snorted softly.

Who doesn't know to marry? It's a fool who doesn't know, does he look stupid?

Ling Hua looked at him, "Are you talking nonsense?" She suddenly let go of her disdain and explained to him, "Marrying, it is a woman who marries, marrying, it is a man marrying a wife, marrying, it is good to marry two surnames, what are two surnames?" It is to marry a husband and wife, it is the combination of yin and yang, it is to share a bed and a pillow, it is to embrace each other into a dream, for men, it is to seek a wife and a virtuous son, and for a woman, the husband sings with the woman. ”

I don't understand Yan Qing's face, "What are you talking about?" ”

Ling Hua: "......"

She was convinced, and looked at him with a smile, "No, I mean, with our current relationship, I enter your inner room, there is really nothing to make a fuss about, if you don't agree, I won't go in again." ”

She can promise that she will not enter before the wedding.

Without waiting for him to continue to find fault, she changed the topic, "Can you save Qin Huan?" He is now in my hands, and I ponder, he is so hateful, and I plan to torture him well, if you save him, I will spare him for your sake. ”

"No, I don't save it." Yan Qing was really led astray, "You torture casually." ”

That guy, pit him, still wants to live a good life? No way!

Ling Hua knew that Yan Qing's conscience was without compassion, so she would not show it to Qin Huan, she nodded, "It's best if you don't save it, otherwise I won't be able to find him to be angry." ”

"How are you going to get angry with him?" Yan Qing still wants to know about it.

"Let him read? Take the imperial examination with my fourth brother? Doesn't he like to read? I just bet him to read, and if I can't read well, I will smoke him, and if I read it well, it will just help me deal with Xiao Ze. ”

Yan Qing thought it was very good and praised it, "Yes, that's it, stop his drinking again, so that he will not be allowed to harm people in the future." ”

Ling Hua nodded, "Hmm." ”

Although she felt that it had nothing to do with Qin Huan getting drunk, it was mainly the effect of her compassion grass that day, and she was drunk herself, but this did not prevent her from agreeing to him.

Yan Qing's heart was comfortable, Qin Huan was suffering and tortured, and he was comfortable.

Duanyang took the opportunity to bring the medicine bowl, "Little Hou Ye, drink the medicine." ”

Hey, now three meals a day, it's really the most torturous time, he almost counted the days with his fingers and hoped that the little marquis's injury would heal quickly.

Yan glanced at the medicine bowl lightly, his eyes full of disgust.

Ling Hua took out a piece of candy and showed it in front of his eyes, then peeled off the candy wrapper and threw the sugar into his medicine bowl.

Yan Qing waited for the piece to melt, then slowly picked up the medicine bowl, pinched his nose, and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking, after he rinsed his mouth, he still felt a bitter taste in his mouth, staring at Ling Hua's hand.

Ling Hua understood, took out another piece, peeled off the candy paper, and handed it to his mouth.

Yan opened his mouth to eat, and suddenly a mouthful of sweetness dispelled the bitterness in his mouth, and he looked at Ling Hua with a pleasing eye, and asked her, "Do you want to go and see the sweaty BMW?" It was watched by Qin Huan and them for a long time today. ”

Ling Hua shook his head, "No, I'll embroider your clothes." ”

Mainly, on a hot day, she walked and followed him to the horse circle, and her feet were not yet steady, for fear that she couldn't help but shout "light painting" twice, and he would be unhappy to drive him back.

After all, before marrying him, his fiancée was not a wife, and she still had to be a man with her tail between her legs.

"Really?"

"No, no."

"Okay, I'll go myself." Yan Qing was not afraid of the heat, and walked to the horse circle.

Ling Hua took out the gold thread, took out yesterday's clothes, spread the clothes on the table, and used charcoal to draw auspicious cloud patterns on the clothes, and then, after thinking about it, he drew a series of purple grape patterns in a large area of the hem, and after that, he put down the pen, looked at it with satisfaction, and began to take a needle and thread the embroidery thread, and embroidered along the drawn pattern.

Yan Qing stayed with the sweaty BMW in the horse pen for a while, and then released it out of the horse ring and walked the garden behind him.

Sweat and blood BMW was sweating all over, and the banquet was very happy to look at it, and talked to it, "You are a little thin, and you will look good if you are fatter." ”

The sweaty BMW kicked the hooves, and reluctantly followed Yan Qing behind the big sun and walked around.

It felt that his new master seemed to have a bad brain, and that there was something wrong with it, either chatting with it in the stables in the middle of the night to prevent it from sleeping, and it couldn't open its eyes, or it was walking in the middle of the day, under the scorching sun, when the horses were almost ripe, and they walked around the corner.

But he didn't have the slightest self-consciousness, and he thought it was normal.

"Let's go, let's get to know the parrot." After enough walking, he turned to hug the building and went to tease the cockatoos.

Sweaty BMW's ass followed him, thinking that he could finally go to a cool place.

The cockatoo is in a good mood these two days, no need to be pressed by the banquet to learn to sing, it almost turns itself upside down, when the banquet is light, it still flutters its wings and laughs at itself, hearing the footsteps of the banquet, its small body stiffened, instantly retracted its wings, and lay in the cage to pretend to be dead.

The feast tapped on the birdcage, and the birdcage kept shaking, and the cockatoo was very resolute and motionless.

Yan smiled lightly, "I haven't trained you for a few days, I've grown my skills, haven't you?" ”

He shouted to the outside, "Duanyang, take it to the kitchen for me to stew." ”

Duanyang naturally does not move.

The cockatoo blew up all of a sudden, hurriedly got up, and began to sing to the banquet, a tactful tune, very good, newly learned.

Yan Qing was satisfied, turned sideways, and pointed to the sweaty BMW, "This is ...... It's called ...... Little painting, you get acquainted. ”

He easily minted his light word.

The sweaty BMW took a step forward, staring at the little thing singing inside, and suddenly felt that it was more pitiful than himself, at least, he could be released out of the horse pen to walk, while it could only be locked in a cage and sing. The cage was a little bigger, not bigger than its head.

It finally stopped complaining, rubbed its head against the cage, and greeted it.

The cockatoo didn't know what it understood from its horse's eyes, or if the animal itself understood the language, but it rolled its eyes as it sang and sang, and then fainted.

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