As a talented woman, how can she stand Li Pian'er's words that belittle her like this, these words to her ears are completely an insult to her, but she is also a person with arrogance, the arrogance of a literati.

The woman was so angry with Li Pian'er that her stomach hurt, but her stay was not in her hands, and in the end, it was the old bustard who had the final say, and the old bustard who saw the money couldn't resist Li Pian'er's temptation at all, and she was still bought by Li Pian'er.

In this whole process, Li Pianer once again became the focus of attention, and successfully attracted the onlookers of everyone in the Qinglou, so that they could find a place to have fun. In their opinion, this is really a strange thing, the first time I saw a woman enter the Qinglou in a grand manner, threatening to buy a fireworks woman for her husband as a concubine, and it was also an act of forced buying and selling, just like a bully.

This kind of thing, if Feng Yaojue does it himself, it is nothing, not strange, but the premise is that there is no forced buying and selling. For a talented woman like this, it is more than enough to be a concubine for the children of officials and businessmen, but she has to be willing by others.

When Li Pian'er first brought the woman into the house, she didn't feel anything different. But later, as the sky grew dark, she became inexplicably irritable, and her heart was like a kitten with blunt claws, scratching her whole heart in chaos, and even a slight sense of loss.

After a hasty dinner, twilight had completely fallen. In order to cultivate a relationship with Qian'er, she will play with Qian'er after dinner these days until she is sleepy. Tonight was no exception, just less focused than the other day.

And when Zhen'er went back to her room to sleep, she didn't even have the heart to do yoga, so she took a bath at random, and drove the maid in the room away. She thought she was too tired to get a good night's sleep, so after turning off the lights in the room, she prepared for a good night's sleep.

The dim moonlight entered the house, the room was silent, everything was shadowed in the dark blur, virtual and real, only the tent was so dark that you couldn't see your fingers. This kind of environment is the easiest to fall asleep, but Li Pian'er has been tossing and turning in bed for half an hour, and she just can't sleep like she does on weekdays.

Her mind was distracted, and her irritability made her feel the urge to smash things, but she didn't. She didn't know what was wrong with her tonight, she had obviously solved a troublesome matter for herself, and she could sit back and relax in the future. However, as soon as she thought that Feng Yaojue might be having fun with that woman at this moment, her heart became more and more uncomfortable, as if she had been pinched by someone.

As she began to find out why, a creaking sound of the door opening came to her ears from the outhouse, and she raised her head, followed by a soft closing of the door, and the sound of soft footsteps echoing through the empty and blurred room.

Feng Yaojue walked slowly and then the faint light towards the inner room, touching Li Pian'er's eardrums one by one, and her restless heart fell like this, and it seemed that she was still excited in joy. Just when Feng Yaojue stood still in front of her bed, she finally understood why she had such emotions, and she even laughed at herself for being too stupid, why she only realized it now.

Feng Yaojue untied his clothes outside the tent, Li Pian'er listened quietly in the tent, without a sound, until Feng Yaojue lifted the tent curtain and a faint light slipped in, Li Pian'er asked coldly: "Why don't you go to meet your beauty?" What are you doing here in the middle of the night? ”

Li Pian'er's words were full of vinegar, not eating the vinegar of the Qinglou woman, but the one in the portrait. At this moment, she was faintly sullen in her heart, this person had ignored her for so many days, how could she not be angry.

"My room is occupied, and I have nowhere to go but to settle accounts with you, the culprit." Feng Yaojue lifted the thin quilt and lay down beside Li Pian'er, speaking lightly, her voice was still as warm and soft as before, obviously her anger had disappeared.

Once again, the tent was covered with a glimmer of light, and there was a dark silence, so silent that only the sound of the two of them breathing gently remained. Li Pian'er knew that Feng Yaojue was no longer angry, but she still threw out a few cold words angrily: "Are you willing to talk to me?" ”

"I figured it out, the person in the portrait is not her, so why should I hold on to it? Besides, the person who wants to live with me is you, so it's too tiring to stiffen like this. Feng Yaojue's tone was with a shallow sigh, and now that painting was no longer important to him.

When Li Pian'er heard this, the corners of her mouth hooked up a perfect arc, but through the darkness, Feng Yaojue couldn't see it, only Li Pian'er knew that she was really smiling.