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Lan Ting's performance was as good as flowing, although he only drank tea, he still rinsed his mouth with water first, and then stood up straight and stretched out his hand: "There is a wide coat of Lao Niangzi." ”

It is a piece of clothing on the outside of the middle coat, and there is no button belt, so you need to "untie the wide clothes"? But because Chun Guizheng was blushing and his ears were hot, his brain was not flexible, and he was naturally not picky, so he was obedient and obedient and really went to Lan Ting's coat and put it on the hanger, so he realized it later.

"Haven't you always advocated doing it yourself?" His face was still hot, and his eyes were looking away, and he only used his mouth to fight.

"At that time, I didn't marry a lady, so I had to do it myself, and Tang Hui was clumsy and disgusting."

"Naturally, there are delicate and gentle maidservants." Chungui's mind was still wooden, and he didn't realize the "deep meaning" in these words: "Is it possible that you don't marry a wife, just to have someone to serve personally?" "Although she is not a famous lady, and she has never been pampered, she still minds being called as a maid! But how can they do what they are told...... It doesn't seem to mind so much...... Oops, what the hell are you thinking!

"Although there are also people who are not clumsy, how can such a fun thing be entrusted to outsiders?" The low laughter is like a warm string.

Fun things......

Chungui shook his wrist and almost didn't "put on" his clothes on the ground.

The person in the room who was sweet-tongued was really the young and mature Zhao Lanting she knew? Is it really a young man? It doesn't seem to be, such as sitting barefoot on the ground in the middle of the night and raising a glass to invite the moon, such as suddenly visiting a hermit on the way back with "time is running out", such as riding with her half-arms on the official road, such as walking hand in hand more and more recently......

What is like a teenager and an old man!

Chun Guizheng was stunned, and he felt that his shoulders sank, and his body was pulled over.

Lan Ting "seriously" for the spring return also "wide clothes untie": "This is also regarded as a reward, so I said that it is interesting, if it is the same with the maidservant, you can get a door-to-door law in the Taishi Mansion." ”

Spring Return: ......

"Lady, please settle first." Lan Ting was still downright and generous, spreading his hands towards the bed.

He lowered his eyes, looking at his newlywed wife who was still a little embarrassed, he originally thought that after this period of time, the two were indeed close to each other, and they should not be embarrassed by the temperament of the spring return, it seems that he thought that there was a deviation, the surface of the woman's longitudinal tube is free and easy, and there is still a lot of ...... in her bones Well, sharing a bed is indeed a bit ambiguous, even if this bed is so spacious that it can be done without committing any offense.

But Lan Ting happily found that the return of spring was only an embarrassment rather than resistance, and the situation was not bad.

A thin quilt was all occupied by Chungui, and she subconsciously posed to face the wall, and even the long hair that fell down was hidden in front of her, Lan Ting could only see the quilt and underwear for a while, as well as the back of a black head.

He sighed: "It is indeed colder in the mountains than under the mountains. ”

Then, Chungui turned around slowly, but gave him half of the thin quilt, the light and shadow in the tent were dim, but he could see that her eyes were deeper than the night, and he smiled lightly: "Thank you." He pulled a thin quilt over his body, and did not close his eyes, still looking at the eyes in the dark.

"I ...... I like it here, I like the mountain residence of Feng Weng and Feng Fei. "For some reason, there is a bit of caution hidden in the words of the spring return.

"It's the same thing." Lan Ting turned sideways, with his back to the moonlight, in the green gauze tent, no matter how far away the two people were, they seemed to be breathing and could be heard, until then he vaguely understood why the whispering on the pillow was enough to shake the reason of mortals, and he could also understand why some people would be indulged in the joy of their children's love in the boudoir, because at this moment, even he would be obsessed, eager to get rid of the troubles of the world, and his wife, in fact, who is not a person who knows each other, will spend his life arbitrarily.

"When we're old, maybe we'll be able to do the same." She said so.

"Maybe I don't have to be too old, I'll try to get there sooner." He said so.

"What are your ambitions?" She suddenly asked, "Is it the same as Feng Weng?" ”

Lan Ting was slightly sober, he pondered deeply, and replied after a moment: "I don't know." ”

I don't know......

"I have something I have to do, but I don't know if that's an ambition." He said that he also wanted to try his best to let her know: "My grandfather gave me too much hope, and it was a long time ago, I was so fashionable and didn't know what ambition was, I only knew that it was my grandfather's wish and ambition, but maybe it was no different, I loved my grandfather, and I had to fulfill his ambition." ”

"Don't be confused." Hearing her seem to sigh, but her tone was pleasant again: "People who have memories in their hearts, things that are remembered are always good, even if they are no longer there, but think of their voices and actions, as if they are actually still there." ”

"Like Hui Hui always remembers his father-in-law's teachings?"

"Yes." In the darkness, Lan Ting clearly saw the smile of Chungui: "I often remember Daddy, sometimes I even look forward to talking to others more, and sometimes I am sad because I remember too much, but I still don't want to forget Daddy, Daddy once said that birth, old age, sickness and death are necessary things in life, this may be the source of pain, but it is also the meaning, Daddy's teachings I still can't fully understand, so I want to have the same experience as Daddy, I want to live as Daddy expects, and I don't want to be the person my grandfather expects." ”

"What kind of person does Hui Hui want me to be? Feng Weng? This question was not in Lan Ting's expectations, but he suddenly blurted it out.

"I don't know." He saw Chungui's smile even bigger: "I have to think about it." ”

Are you satisfied with a situation like I am now?

- Lan Ting couldn't blurt out this.

After that, he didn't wait for the words of the spring return, what he waited for was the woman's gradually relaxed breath, and it was clear that she was already in the dark and sweet country, falling asleep soundly.

And Lan Ting actually has the "stubborn disease" of delaying sleep after drinking, and today is even more complicated by other things, the more difficult it is to fall asleep, and the thoughts are flooding in, and suddenly he is imagining the future, and it is all about living in seclusion in the mountains with the descendants of Chungui, and suddenly he is trapped by the troubles of reality, and there are various insidious or violent faces lingering in his mind. I don't know when I sank into a faint dream, and the strange thing was that it seemed that the pillow was replaced by a woman with a strange face, she was sometimes hoarse and sometimes eerie and sneered, and the sneer was like a knife and dagger, stabbing his viscera.

Suddenly, his stepmother also appeared in his dreams and scolded him for some reason.

And the old face of my grandmother, crying in despair.

Where there was a raging fire, he suddenly seemed to be in a glorious palace, and his grandfather stepped out of the firelight, and his face was full of despair and sadness.

"Ting'er, there is no other way, you have to kill him, you have to kill him!"

He was holding a sword in his hand, but the scene had to change in a moment, and he finally saw the return of spring.

Under the pink tree, she smiled.

Looking at him with a sword in his hand, he didn't seem to be frightened, and she smiled at him, polite and rusty.

"You're here?"

It wasn't Chun Gui who asked, it was another man who stepped out from under the peach tree, his eyebrows were blurred, but he should be familiar with this voice, but in his dreams, he couldn't remember where this voice belonged.

The man stood beside Chungui and took Chungui's hand......

Step by step, they walked towards him, and the man's eyebrows and eyes were gradually clear.

At this moment, Lan Ting suddenly woke up.

The morning light has already penetrated into the green tent, not very bright, and can vaguely illuminate people's faces.

I don't know when the distance between the two sides has become so close, the black hair wraps the woman's clean sleeping face, she does not smile politely like in the dream, she only closes her eyelids quietly, but under the thin quilt, she and his ten fingers are holding each other.

The gesture of snuggling, so close.

All the uneasiness dissipated.

Lan Ting thought, the mountains are indeed cold.

-- At the end of the first volume --