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The eleventh didn't feel the affection of his emperor Ama at all, and went back with a set of calligraphy, humming angrily!

His family Fujin wants to write his words! Who said his words were not good-looking! Hum! His own blessings, he can teach how he likes!

He doesn't believe in this evil anymore! He is blessed and doesn't take the Xiucai exam, what kind of words can he write to be on the line like this!

This cautious old ten secretly rubbed this bag to the bottom of the box! I didn't plan to let my daughter-in-law know about it at all.

As soon as I returned to the backyard, Wen Wense greeted me, the two of them hadn't seen each other for more than ten days, they both thought about each other very much, their eyes looked up and down, and they both felt that each other had lost weight!

Wen Wense muttered all the way: "The hot water has been prepared for a long time, just waiting for the master to come back." The ingredients are all according to the master's favorite, and you can eat hot after washing, and I prepared pear blossom white, or the last time the emperor Ama rewarded me. Thinking about what clothes to prepare for you, this day is hot and cold, but you need to keep warm, and it is convenient to take off and change at any time! Spring freezes and autumn covers, don't be too hot, some clothes have to be worn in the morning. ”

The old eleven's anger was all relaxed, and he turned into soft and mellow hot spring water, and his whole body was comfortable.

The Fujin that Huang Ama married to himself is really a good marriage!

"I heard that you have arranged the house according to your lord's habits! In fact, there is no need, this house is where you live, how comfortable you are, how to come, you like it, you like it! Lao Shi looked at this house, it was full of his old things, and he was placed in a pot of flowers and a pot of grass here and there, as if there was something more, especially eye-catching, the honey in his heart was sweet and bubbling, and he didn't know how to be happy!

Take a bath, eat a beautiful meal, this meal is not an improved warm water feast, it is directly spent money to buy ingredients, let the kitchen copy it, and use a stove to boil water.

Wen Wense is very willing to pay for food, she thinks this is a crossing welfare, anyway, she is leaving, she can't take anything with her, and eating to the stomach is the most real.

If Lao Shi's money is used for food, it is really impossible to eat it in several lifetimes.

"Ye is not at home, what are you doing all day?"

"It's to practice calligraphy, manage the housekeeper, and sometimes go to chat with the Queen Mother." Wen Wense found that he was really enough to fall on a daily basis.

Lao Shi twisted his eyebrows and said, "Didn't you go to the Yifei Palace to sit more?" That's Brother Jiu's mother, it's a good thing to take care of you a lot. ”

Yuan Wense thought to himself, why should I find myself an extra mother-in-law!

Besides, the original owner respects Concubine Yi so much, Concubine Yi has also tossed the original owner, the favorite concubine on the old ten mansions is still Concubine Yi's maiden niece, for that nephew, the original owner has suffered a lot of wrongs! She still dares to hold Concubine Yi's stinky feet now, that is a pig!

"Lord's mother is a concubine, and I am not a fifth sister-in-law or nine sisters-in-law, and I can't get a foot if I don't want to! I'm going to Concubine Yi's, and it's not suitable for the other three Niangniang to go. Isn't that what the master said? I'd rather not be incense than incense! I think we should have more private contact with Brother Jiu when we move around, and forget it with Concubine Yi! lest they get in the way of anyone's eyes, and tell many stories! ”

"You have a point." Lao Shi didn't expect Wen Wense's stomach to be fancy.

The two of them sat there all the way to the firewood, rice, oil, salt, poetry and hops, and finally talked about the flowers, Lao Shi threw the original Wense down on the bed, pulled his clothes and muttered: "I miss the dead master, these days, I haven't hugged you at night, pinching your little tender meat, and the master can't sleep." ”