The ancients said: When a woman is about thirteen or fourteen years old, she will fall into the country and the city.

Li Yannian's "Li Yannian Song" once said.

There are beautiful women in the north, peerless and independent.

One look at the city, and then look at the country.

Rather than know the city and the country? Beautiful women are hard to come by.

Whether the appearance is good or not depends on the age, Fan Luo is only ten years old, and his face still has some childlike childishness, but what is revealed is a different kind of cuteness.

When the daughter of an ordinary family reaches this age, she will be engaged, and when she is fourteen, she will wear a red dress and a wedding crown, and sit in a sedan chair sent by her husband's family to marry out of the family.

If she walked on the street, she would also be looked down upon by many matchmakers, and she would break through the threshold to talk about matchmaking.

Exaggeration is not exaggeration, this is quite normal.

Although from ancient times to the present, a woman is only considered to be a monk at the age of fifteen, but all women in the Qing Dynasty have to marry into their husband's family at the age of fourteen.

Yongyan is now nearly double ten, and there are also one or two concubines in the house.

Chang Fujin is not very old, a few years younger than him, and now he is only fifteen.

Born in a high-ranking family, he is neat and generous, approachable, and often plays with other concubines. Even he felt like he was the one who came out of the redundancy.

However, it is precisely because the Hitara clan can take care of things in the backyard in such an orderly manner that he and this fifteen-year-old little wife also respect each other and get along well.

However, it's one thing to be able to manage the backyard, so he respects Fu Jin, but he is not the mistress of the mansion he really wants.

What he wanted was a confidant, he had never met before, and he had the right to accept the marriage of Huang Ama at will, but just like this, he suddenly felt a heartbeat.

It's an amazing feeling.

Stirring his heart to the point of "Peng Peng", Yongyan stretched out his hand and touched the position of the heart, quietly feeling this feeling.

This feeling is like being struck by lightning, crispy and numb.

He quickly shook his head, turned his face away from looking at Fan Luo, and covered his mouth with the handkerchief and kept coughing, in order to hide his embarrassment.

The little princess was concentrating on the outside, there was a lot of traffic outside, and all kinds of vendors selling things were shuttling through the crowd, and it looked much more lively than the night before she left the palace.

The palace is deserted, and there is no such liveliness.

So, she's fascinated by it, so will she notice this?

As for Fan Luo, after handing the handkerchief to Yongyan, he no longer looked up, kept his eyes down, and looked at the hand on his knee in a daze.

This state has always been. It lasted for a long time, until her legs became a little numb, and she lifted it slightly.

However, he still didn't pay attention to Yongyan's movements.

Poor Yongyan covered up himself for most of the day, not knowing that what he was doing was in vain.

Still coughing desperately there, it looked like he was going to vomit all the five stomachs and six internal organs.

His face also turned even redder because of this, and in the end, he felt that it was difficult to breathe, so he simply stopped, leaned on the frame of the carriage with one hand, and followed his chest with the other, giving himself a slow breath.

When he calmed down, Yongyan sighed like fate.

A certain author:Today, eat jelly, drink the pulse, or can not help but to your heart ah.