It's night, the back house of the Mu family.

Mu Wanqin sat in front of the dresser.

At this moment, she is soft and virtuous, stunning and charming, with a beautiful posture.

The so-called beauties take flowers as their appearance, birds as their sounds, the moon as their gods, their willows as their states, their jade as their bones, their ice and snow as their skin, their autumn water as their postures, and their poetry as their hearts.

Combining the spirit of ancient and modern spirits, cast this person.

Behind her was Ruoyi grooming her.

At this moment, Mu Wanqin looked a little unresigned, and said to herself: "The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is happy, and you don't know." ”

"Miss, what are you talking about?" Ruoyi heard her young lady talking to herself there, and she didn't know what she was talking about, but she couldn't understand it anyway.

"Oh, it's okay!" Mu Wanqin came back to her senses and couldn't help but feel a little funny.

After she saw Gu Boyan, her mind was full of his shadow.

Could this be that he is interested in Gu Boyan?

Phew, this is just meeting, how is it possible!

Mu Wanqin denied this idea in her heart.

But in my mind, I involuntarily recalled the scene of the daytime meeting, the handsome and handsome man, as if living in her heart, lingering.

"Miss, you see your face is red, is it uncomfortable there?" Ruoyi asked for some reason, what is going on with my own miss, why did her face suddenly turn red!

She felt very strange in her heart, could it be the sequelae left after being hit during the day?

"Do you want a doctor?" Ruoyi asked a little nervously, if the young lady has anything to do, it is her sin.

"Don't get in the way, go and rest!" Mu Wanqin looked at the sky and saw that it was already late, and seeing that Ruoyi was a little tired, she couldn't help but laugh, so she asked her to rest.

"Miss, are you alright?" Ruoyi is still not worried about the situation of her own lady.

"Well, that's fine!" Mu Wanqin shook her head.

If you see that Miss is fine, she will go back to rest.

After Ruoyi left, Mu Wanqin walked to the desk and picked up a book to flip through.

This is "The Legend of the Martyr", which is some of the books that her father asked her to read.

As a woman, it is their destiny to teach their husband and children.

The Three Principles and the Five Constants are clear and unquestionable.

Usually she is dismissive of these books, but somehow today she has some strange emotions, but she reads them with relish.

When she saw that there was a man named Han Ping in ancient times, because his wife was beautiful and outstanding, but was seized by the king, so he committed suicide with her wife one after another, just to keep her name, she was also moved by the deep love between the two.

She couldn't help but think of that poem:

When you meet, you will have a deep love, and you will not meet early. Knowing thousands of people, it is not like the Yi family.

Don't go on a long road. Turn to add to the trouble. Outside the building, Zhu Lou leans alone, full of fragrant grass.

Perhaps, he is the person in his mind!

Although love in ancient times was mostly men who were unkind and unrighteous and abandoned women. Because of these women, they are too naïve to pursue perfect love. In the end, it is always yourself who is hurt.

Acacia trees, flowing for the year, are mistaken by the west wind for no reason.

Think about it, whether it is Huo Xiaoyu or Du Siniang, not only did they not escape the tragic fate of women in feudal society, but even paid the price of their lives.

Since ancient times, no matter how thin life has been, whether it is Xi Shi, Wang Zhaojun, or Cai Wenji, they cannot avoid unfortunate circumstances.

What is the situation in the world? Straight Christians promise life and death.

Only envy mandarin ducks and not immortals, maybe this is the magic of love!

Then she took out a brush and wrote a poem with her own hands, which is also a portrayal of her heart at the moment.

But I saw her write:

The red lotus fragrance remnants of the jade in autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

The flowers float and the water flows freely. One lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart.

Maybe her mood at this moment is really like what Li Yi'an wrote in his poem, cutting constantly, sorting out and messing, and it is sorrowful. Don't be a fan, the taste is in your heart.

She fell asleep unconsciously.

In her sleep, she dreamed that she had become a bride and married to a talented general.

Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

She lives happily and happily, with a husband and children, and lives a quiet and happy life.

But it wasn't long before she noticed that everything had changed.

The man who originally loved him saw something different, and actually abandoned his wife and children, but a letter of resignation knocked him into the abyss.

"Don't, I don't want this!" Mu Wanqin shouted sadly.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?" Ruoyi's voice rang in his ears.

"Ruoyi? Why are you here, aren't you resting? Mu Wanqin was suddenly lost, it turned out to be just a dream.

She looked at Ruoyi and couldn't help asking.

"Miss, why did you fall asleep at your desk. What if you catch a cold? Ruoyi said with some complaints, "It's dawn now, and when I came in, I heard you talking in my sleep, so I woke you up quickly!" ”

"Thank you, Ruoyi. I didn't expect it to be dawn! Mu Wanqin looked at Ruoyi and said with some embarrassment, she didn't expect her ugliness to be seen by Ruoyi, she was really ashamed!

"Miss, the master is waiting for you to dine!" Ruoyi said, but she looked a little weird.

Her own lady's situation has been very strange recently, but she can't say what's going on, so she doesn't say much.

"Wash up for me!" As soon as Mu Wanqin heard her father, she came to her senses.

For her father, she is a little afraid.

If he knew that he was secretly missing a man, it would be another round of criticism and education.

Ruoyi also silently dressed up Mu Wanqin when she heard this.

said that Mu Shouren heard about an interesting thing early this morning, and he was in a good mood.

When he saw his daughter come out, he smiled and said, "Qin'er, come to dinner." ”

"Daddy." Mu Wanqin walked up to Mu Shouren and hurriedly saluted.

Then he said to a lady, "Mother! ”

"Why is Qin'er's complexion a little bad and she hasn't rested well?" Mrs. Mu saw that Mu Wanqin's face was a little bad on the side, and asked with some affection.

"Mother, I'm fine! Maybe I didn't sleep at night! Mu Wanqin said.

"Alright, let's eat first!" Mu Shouren didn't notice Mu Wanqin's complexion.

"By the way, I heard a wonderful verse today." Mu Shouren said with a smile, "Qin'er, don't you like poetry and songs, do you think this sentence 'A pot of wine among flowers, drinking alone has no blind date.'" Raise a glass to invite Mingyue, how about the three of them? ”

"Ahem!" Mu Wanqin almost squirted out the food in her mouth when she heard it, "It's really a good poem." ”

Mu Wanqin smiled a little awkwardly.

And Ruoyi, who was on the side, saw the appearance of her own young lady, but she couldn't help but be secretly happy.

"Haha, this poem was written by a talented son in the Yanhelou Poetry Club yesterday, what a young talent." Mu Shouren was very happy.

"Well, but I don't know who did it?" Mu Wanqin had no choice but to cooperate with her father in acting, pretending to ask.

"Hehe, this poet has never heard of it, I only know that his name is Mu Qing, and his words are few and white." Mu Shouren thought for a while and said.