Wei Chenfeng didn't expect that Ji Wanrong would tell him so calmly.

I was a little stunned for a while, and I thought that such an earthly poem was written by her.

But on second thought, it's good to have such an artistic conception.

"A person who can chant such verses must also be a thoughtful, gentle and delicate person." Wei Chenfeng picked up the teacup and took a sip, only to feel that his mouth was full of the fragrance of tea, and for a moment, the abrupt artistic conception just now disappeared.

"Well, it should be." Ji Wanrong didn't care much when she saw him like this.

I ate three sesame cakes, two brown sugar cakes, and drank two glasses of white water.

At this point, he left the teahouse unsatisfied.

That night, Yin Zhen knew that Ji Wanrong had actually gone out.

I talked to her for half a night, and then I rested.

Honghui entered the palace to study, and Wei Chenfeng took full responsibility for Ji Wanrong alone.

Yin Zhen originally planned to add more manpower to this Dark Incense Pavilion.

But Ji Wanrong was unwilling, as long as the slave maid was enough.

Now their own specifications will be good for Shu Fujin.

If something is added and people grasp the handle, it is not good.

The summer weather is getting hotter and hotter.

Ji Wanrong thought to herself that she would give birth in a month or two.

When I gave birth, it was actually a scorching summer.

I still have to go to confinement, I can't blow the wind, I can't eat cold, and I have to cover it.

Then you can't die of heat? How can this traditional confinement method be improved?

"Fourth Master!" Ji Wanrong saw Yinzhen sitting there reading, and moved her butt to Yinzhen's side, so she said coquettishly.

Now that it was approaching the afternoon dinner, Yinzhen was busy early, and immediately went to the Dark Fragrance Pavilion.

Ji Wanrong had just woken up not long ago, washed up, and drank some honey water.

Yinzhen sat aside, reading with a book, waiting for her to clean up.

Hearing her crooked voice, Yinzhen paused with the hand holding the book, and then hooked his lips and asked with a smile, "Huh?" What's wrong? ”

"Fourth Master, don't you feel hot?" Ji Wanrong looked at Yinzhen with a smile and said encroachmently.

Yin Zhen raised his eyes slightly, glanced at her obliquely, and then said in a low voice, "It's not hot." ”

"How can it not be hot?" Ji Wanrong pretended to be curious, sat aside and said, "This sun has been shining brightly for a day, if there is an ice basin in this room, the fourth master will definitely not be hot, right?" Isn't it? ”

"It's not hot." Yin Zhen said mercilessly, "Rong'er is hot? ”

"Eun." Ji Wanrong nodded again and again, looking at Yinzhen expectantly, "Or?" ”

"Don't!" This time, Yinzhen categorically refused, and picked up the folding fan on the table.

Open it and fan Ji Wanrong.

This folding fan is also very valuable, with a fan bone made of fine rosewood and a fan surface made of the finest brocade tissue paper.

On the front is a landscape map, on the reverse side is a poem by Yinzhen himself, and the bottom is chasing the silver sight.

At first glance, it feels expensive.

Although the folding fan is expensive, this wind does not relieve the heat!

Yin Zhen was fanning the wind slowly, Ji Wanrong looked at it, not only did she not feel cool, but it was even hotter.

"I'll do it myself." Ji Wanrong snatched the folding fan from Yinzhen's hand, and her arm shook quickly.

looked at Yinzhen, quite dissatisfied, "The dignified Lord Belle, it's strange and stingy, he didn't even give a few pieces of ice to others, hum!" Stingy! Stingy! Pick and search! ”

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