This time, Liu Wensu no longer cared about Liu Chenxing's stinky love for beauty when she grew up, and she didn't like people to rub her hair, so when he spoke, he put down his hand behind his back and patted Liu Chenxing's head.

Although the weight on her head is like a spring breeze, it is almost negligible, but Liu Chenxing feels that Mount Tai is overwhelming, and her momentum is instantly lost by this touch.

With a plug in his heart, Liu Chenxing looked at the sky speechlessly.

The night is bright and the stars are shining.

Probably whether it is modern or ancient, the signature action of the male gods is to touch the head to kill, but she really doesn't like it, what if this head gets shorter and shorter the more you touch it?

Liu Chenxing then tilted his head, dodged Liu Wensu's hand, and said, "Uncle, you have been talking for a long time, and you haven't told me what your future aunt looks like?" Saying that, he became curious again, and without waiting for Liu Wensu to answer, he guessed to himself, "Although Uncle said that it was the Li family who proposed the marriage first, there is the shadow of King Wei everywhere in this matter, and King Wei is probably also involved." However, marriage is a major matter, and the uncle is a person who is responsible for his wife and children, and it is impossible for him to agree to this marriage because of what King Wei or the eldest princess said. And the uncle only agreed after meeting with the future uncle, which shows that the uncle has taken a fancy to the future aunt by himself. ”

Not wanting Liu Wensu to slap his head again, Liu Chenxing stepped forward a few steps, distanced himself from Liu Wensu, and then faced Liu Wensu, and continued to talk with his hands behind his back:

"Marriage is best for people in one place. The future aunt is from the Li family in Qinghe, and its roots are in our Beizhou, and my uncle happens to be the same township. Of course, Uncle is not so superficial, the future aunt is a famous star, not to mention piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, at least reading and literacy, and Mrs. diplomacy is also okay outside, in short, it should meet Uncle's requirements for his wife, and the more profound description is that it fits with the ideal partner in Uncle's heart, so the future aunt should be a knowledgeable woman. ”

After analyzing the head of the Dao, Liu Chenxing's eyebrows on both sides moved towards Liu Wensu, looking like he was begging for praise, "Uncle, how is it?" I'm not wrong. ”

Liu Wensu looked at the quirky little niece in front of him, he was so funny and angry, he shook his head and said, "You've finished everything, what else do you want Uncle to say?" With that, he turned around and walked back to the backyard along the lotus pond.

Just now, Uncle Liu diverted this topic, and now Uncle Liu can't be allowed to hide from it.

Although she analyzed and analyzed the past, she thought that Uncle Liu should have some good impression of Li Siniang, but she still wanted to hear a good impression of Li Siniang from Uncle Liu.

What love at first sight, there may be in this world, but there are too few.

Uncle Liu didn't say that he had a deep love for Li Siniang from the beginning, but at least he had to have a good impression, so he didn't have to worry about not being able to cultivate good feelings in the future, so that Uncle Liu could also have a happy marriage.

Liu Chenxing saw Liu Wensu walking back, hurriedly took a few steps forward, walked aside, and turned his head and said, "That's what I said, Uncle hasn't answered yet, right?" ”

Liu Wensu's footsteps stopped slightly, lowered his eyes and glanced at Liu Chenxing, and then looked ahead again.

Thinking of the woman he saw in the Buddhist temple more than half a month ago, Liu Wensu's Qingrun's eyes were still faint, but there was a smile of satisfaction, and then he finally relented: "Li Siniang, suitable for my wife, although she is a young daughter, she is quite transparent." ”

Sure enough, I couldn't hear any affectionate words in Uncle Liu's mouth, and the gentle and warm-hearted male god instantly became furious.

However, she is still smart enough to hear one or two, Uncle Liu admires Li Siniang, and the praise of "quite transparent" is not too high.

Liu Chenxing smiled proudly, and walked back to the backyard with Liu Wensu.

Liu Qinghai is still a little boy, and when he falls asleep drunk, he really sleeps, and most of them will not wake up until tomorrow morning.

Liu Qianli and Liu Qingshan father and son are adults, have a certain amount of self-control, lie on the table and sleep for a while, people are almost awake, after all, the wine at this time, its alcohol degree is placed there, the example is the poet fairy and wine fairy in different time and space - Li Bai, known as a thousand cups do not pour, but how can a 52-degree liquor in modern motion not pour a thousand cups, half a catty can dry down a large number of people, the reason for chasing it is that the wine-making technology in the Middle Ages is low, and the degree is low.

It's good if the father and son wake up, Liu Qinghai directly handed it over to Liu Qingshan to take back to the room to sleep, and everyone can go back to the room to rest, as for the messy hall with cups and plates, it will be left for tomorrow to clean up.

Unanimously considered by the family to stinky and beautiful, Liu Chenxing can not live up to this title, a large pot of hot water that has been warm in the kitchen scooped into the wooden barrel, she has great strength, left and right hands each carry a bucket back to the room, began to take a bath and wash her hair, completely wash the fatigue and dirt on the journey together, and then wipe the hair half dry, poured for half an hour, and finally couldn't hold on, only to blow out the oil lamp, smear on the bed, the next moment lost consciousness, fell into a dark and sweet sleep.

On this night, some people fell asleep, and some people tossed and turned.

Chang'an, the residence of the Li family in Qinghe.

In the depths of the mansion, in an exquisite courtyard, the main room was suddenly lit up with a dim oil lamp.

In the middle of the night, the woman's low conversation sounded intermittently.

"Why did the lady sit up? But there was no discomfort. A woman in Tsing Yi got up from the floor, got up from the desk in the room, lit a dim oil lamp, and came to the bed and knelt down.

On the couch sat a handsome woman, dressed in a silk white cotton tunic, with her jet-black hair falling down, her hair like satin, which seemed to be smoother than the silk clothes on her body in the dim light.

She sighed softly and said, "The Liu family and Mrs. Liu are here together, and the marriage between me and Liu Buque should also be decided." ”

Hearing the soft sigh of her own lady, with a hint of loss, the little maid in Tsing Yi turned around and put down the oil lamp in her hand, looked at Li Siniang and said: "In the late autumn, I knew that the lady was unwilling to marry, although Liu Buque became a seven-grade Beijing official when she was only thirty, but this is nothing among the nobles, not to mention that there is not even a set of houses in Chang'an, which makes the lady marry is really wronged!" After all, the lady was going to be the king of Wei in the first place—"

"Late Autumn!" Before she finished speaking, Li Siniang, who had a soft appearance, was already silent.

Late Autumn knew she had lost her words.

Since the lady and Liu Buque established a marriage match, the lady let herself not mention the past, she is a taboo, but the difference between Liu Buque and King Wei is too great, King Wei is the eldest grandson of the emperor, and his uncle was demoted to a concubine, and that position is likely to be his!

Even if the lady can only be a widow at the beginning, this does wronged the lady, but because the two are cousins, they may not be able to reproduce the glory of Queen Taizong in the future.