Chapter 12: The Drama Begins

Chen Wangshu felt that he had a heart attack.

The maid matchmaker in the book can catch a beautiful man to give to the little lady in the West Chamber, how considerate and clever!

Look at her family's stupid melon again, don't you see that she has worked hard to create a chance for the red moss to get out smoothly?

A few bamboo shoots, what's so good-looking? One can't break it back and fry the meat, and the other doesn't give birth to Yan Jue's beautiful face.

If the red moss doesn't leave, wouldn't the painstaking efforts of those people lead her to the play to come to the play in vain?

Chen Wangshu thought about it, stood up, took out a handkerchief and wiped the dust he had touched on the bamboo shoots.

Mu Hibiscus looked at it and exclaimed, "When did the girl have such a red and glamorous veil?" It doesn't match this blue shirt. ”

Chen Wangshu clapped his hands and stuffed the handkerchief into his sleeve pocket indiscriminately, "Oh, my hands are dirty, and the red moss is for me to wipe my hands." I didn't expect that she would be as famous as she said she would, and even her veil would be red. ”

Hibiscus shook her head, she didn't understand, she was young, and her eyes were not blind.

Why didn't you see when Hongmoss wiped her girl's hands with a veil?

After such a fork, the red moss has long been gone.

Mu Hibiscus saw that Chen Wangshu had already walked towards the door of the main room of Wenxiang Pavilion, put aside the doubts in his mind, and hurriedly rushed over, and was about to slam the door first, when he saw her girl poke a hole in the window paper with ease.

Then he pulled it to the door and peeked through the hole.

Mu Hibiscus turned around sharply and looked towards the door, fortunately, there were few people here, and no one came, otherwise her girl's indecent behavior would have been exposed.

Thinking about it, she breathed a sigh of relief and turned around, only to see Chen Wangshu's treacherous smile, and took out a tube of cigarettes from her sleeve pocket. That appearance is simply the villain on the stage.

Hibiscus covered her mouth violently, for fear that she would scream.

When he came to his senses, he walked over in three steps and two steps, snatched the smoke from Chen Wangshu's hand, lit it with trembling hands, and sent it to the hole he had poked before. When it was almost burned, he hurriedly collected it again, and hid the remaining "incriminating evidence" in his sleeve pocket in a trembling manner.

Chen Wangshu was happy, hugged his arms and pricked up his ears to listen, and soon there was no movement inside, and the whole yard could only occasionally hear the sound of insects.

Chen Wangshu looked through the hole, and suddenly made a happy sound.

She knew that the willow ying couldn't make a plan in the peach blossom forest, and she must have to do it a second time, which was deliberately showing her me!

It's a pity that the person who was in love with him before is now lying on the bed, motionless like a dead pig.

Chen Wangshu stood up straight, and with a gentle push, the door opened.

Also, how can the door be closed when you are deliberately waiting for someone to come?

She thought about it, walked in quickly, and Mu Hibiscus followed her into the door and exclaimed, "Girl, isn't this the Seventh Prince?" ”

Chen Wangshu clapped his hands nonchalantly, and pointed at Liu Ying, who was lying on the Seventh Prince, "Don't ask first, you have a lot of strength, pick her up and stuff her under the bed." ”

Mu Hibiscus held back the anger in his heart, and according to Chen Wangshu's words, rudely stuffed Liu Ying's mouth into it.

Chen Wangshu looked at it, shook his head, squatted down, and pulled out the willow hand a little so that it was easy for people to step on.

"That's fine, let's go."

As she spoke, she went out of the house, and Hibiscus hurriedly followed, closing the door.

The wind rustled the bamboo forest.

Mu Hibiscus couldn't help but get nervous, although she didn't understand what was going on, but she knew that her girl was definitely a big deal today.

Or rather, she's going to make a big deal.

Hibiscus tightened his hands and glanced at the ground before, and there was no trace of the incense left, before he breathed a sigh of relief.

……

"Mom, how do you make the white sugar cake on the house? How can it taste so much softer than the others? My grandmother is fine, but she doesn't have a good mouth...... I want to learn this recipe, and occasionally be able to be filial to my grandmother. ”

"If my mother is embarrassed, I can go to Mrs. and ask first."

When the mother-in-law heard this, she replied with a smile, "Second Miss Chen is polite, this snack has won the girl's liking, and it is too late for my wife to be happy." No need to ask, this is not a secret, everyone in the house knows it. ”

"That's right, some goat's milk...... The girl's family came from the north, and she must know how to get rid of the fishy smell, so the old slave didn't get an axe. As long as you add some goat's milk, it will be fine and fluffy. ”

Chen Wangshu asked carefully about the proportions, but Yu Guang kept glancing towards the fork in the road.

Previously, Hongmoss said that Chen Xiping would wait for her here, which was the only way to the Wenxiang Pavilion on the stage.

Seeing the expected figure, he hurriedly walked over, Chen Wangshu hooked the corners of his mouth and thanked the mother-in-law, "Thank you, Mom." This little gadget is not worth anything, and mom must not postpone it. ”

As she spoke, she pulled out a small silver nude from her sleeve pocket.

Obviously, it was the New Year's Festival, and there was a small Chen character engraved on it.

The mother-in-law was so happy that she couldn't close her mouth, and she was busy until she sent Chen Wangshu to Qian's side and sat down, still showing eight teeth.

"Why have you been around for so long? I looked at the one in the second room, who had already come back for tea. ”

Qian said, took a dried longan, and handed it to Chen Wangshu.

Chen Wangshu unceremoniously pinched it open, stuffed it into his mouth, followed her line of sight, and looked at Chen Xiping, she stayed there restlessly, and when she saw Chen Wangshu, she trembled in shock, and hurriedly looked away.

Qian frowned, "You didn't suffer a loss, did you?" If she suffers a loss, see if her aunt doesn't blow up her brain. ”

Chen Wangshu's heart warmed, and he picked up the tea to neutralize the sweetness of the dried longan, "What did my uncle say, how could I have suffered a loss." I was there to ask about the recipe for the white sugar cake, my grandmother had a good sweet tooth, and the dim sum was too much and not restrained, I looked at the good in this house, so I asked more. ”

As soon as Qian's heart fell, he saw a mother-in-law beside the Duchess of Huguo, and walked over with a cautious expression.

"Mrs. Chen, Second Miss Chen, my wife has a new post, saying that it is a book saint Mobao. I would like to ask two connoisseurs to help you appreciate one or two. ”

Without waiting for Qian to speak, Chen Wangshu stood up with a smile, "Mom leads the way, no matter what it is, don't write it on your face, so that people can see the clues." Mom didn't look like she was inviting us to read the copybook. ”

The woman was stunned for a moment, and pulled out a little smile, "The girl is smart, and come with me." ”

Chen Wangshu looked at it, and there were already a few people walking towards the fork in the road.

The Duchess of Huguo talked to the three princesses, and then followed by several ladies. There was a lot of commotion in the garden, and many little ladies played with pitchers, played on the double land, and some rushed to go boating on the boat, or played and sang by themselves, wanting to be a blockbuster, which entered the eyes of some people.

It seems that no one has noticed anything strange here.

Chen Wangshu lowered his eyes, they were all drama spirits.

What she didn't notice was that Yan Jue was standing under an apricot blossom tree, holding a wine jug in his hand, looking at her with interest.