【Mortal Realm - Changyao Kingdom】

The last time I really saw Xiao Man was at Xiao Wencheng's wedding banquet. At that time, the west wind swept away the fallen leaves, and it was already the twilight of autumn.

Wen Cheng is Xiao Man's cousin. I also heard that day that Xiao Man was also crowned a literary generation, and he should have been called Xiao Wenman, but it was only in the past five years that he changed his name.

Oh, counting it, I've been married to Xiao Man for five years. What a coincidence.

I vaguely felt that the aster flowers in my mind were fluttering, and a girl who couldn't see her face clearly handed the folding fan in her hand to someone, and her voice was sweet and smiled: "Wen Man really sounds like a girl's name." The fan is painted, and I'll give it to you. ”

But I can't remember who she is. Even my memory has been getting worse and worse lately. I asked Zhiyue, "Do you know who can draw a fan?" ”

She looked at me in surprise: "...... You forgot...... You forgot the fan you painted, and it's hard to find it. You're the best at drawing today. ”

His hand couldn't help but tremble, and before he could react, the vermilion brocade teacup had already landed, bringing a broken sound. I looked up in a panic and met Xiao Man's icy eyes. Whether it was Zhao Yiqing snuggled next to him or not, I couldn't tell it a little, and suddenly felt that the smile on her lips was very familiar, and a sharp pain suddenly broke out in my heart. It's really her. Xi Niang hurriedly knelt on the ground, performed a dignified namaste, and read "The year is safe and good".

My hands were shaking all the time, and I couldn't control it. Until the dinner, I didn't dare touch anything again, and I didn't take another sip of water.

Wen Cheng took Ling Yi over to toast, Ling Yi's delicate appearance was no longer the woman who was always by my side and drew her sword at every turn. I raised my wide ruffled sleeves to caress Ling Yi's face, but I withdrew it in mid-air, for fear that my trembling hand would attract the attention of others.

She smiled firmly at me, which somewhat reassured me. Wen Cheng had already handed over the wine glass. I said that my body was not very comfortable and I couldn't drink this wine, but Xiao Manliang's voice sounded beside me: "How can I remember that Concubine Ai's drinking is very good, didn't she drink very happily last night?" ”

Last night. I'm not surprised at all. The palace maid came to bring me seasonal kumquats, and I was drinking with Shen Su in the courtyard at that time. That palace maid is the person next to him. This is also ridiculous, the whole world is not the king's land, the shore of the land is not the king's minister, this huge Changyao country, isn't it all in his palm.

He took the glass with his right hand, and at the same time raised his wide left sleeve to block it, and drank it all. The glass was held tightly in my hand, for fear that something would go wrong in the morning.

Finally got to the palace. Zhiyue helped me slowly walk behind Xiao Man and Zhao Yiqing, I looked at them in front of me like glue, gentle and gentle, mandarin duck beauty, really intimate.

Zhiyue raised her head and called me timidly, "Niangniang".

She was really overwhelmed. How can I be sad, I bless Xiao Man, have a lover, and eventually become a family.

I was never his lover.

saw Xiao Man turn around, and the smile in his eyes was about to overflow. But I saw a lot of coldness in it, and it was full of joy when I saw an enemy on the verge of despair.

No matter how desperate I was, I smiled at him.

"Qingqing wants to see Concubine Ai paint, tonight, while you're in a good mood, you can make one for her to see." The tone in which he said this was a matter of course.

Clenching my trembling hands under my sleeves, I tried to make my smile look more genuine and regretful: "I'm so sorry. I've drunk some wine today, so it's not easy for me to paint. ”

"Yo, it's really fresh, I can still paint a fan after drinking a jar of wine with Shen Guards last night, but now I can't do it after drinking a glass," he flicked his wide sleeves and stroked Zhao Yiqing's left shoulder, looking at his real concubine with a side face, smiling, "Qingqing said yes or no?" ”

Zhao Yiqing replied to me with a crying expression, "My sister complained about me because of Liuli's affairs and refused to paint for me?" Today, my sister is standing here, trying to kill or scrape, but according to my sister's will, as long as my sister is willing to forgive me. My sister really didn't know it was glass, so she ......"

I stepped forward and gave her a straight slap in the face. A salty rush came up in my throat, and I gritted my teeth and swallowed it.

Immediately after that, Xiao Man gave me a slap in the face. I didn't expect it to be bad at all. Following his slapping gesture, he spun half a step and fell to the ground with his back to him, wiping away the blood that had just gushed out at the moment of bowing his head. Fortunately, it was a wedding banquet, and I wore a long red dress, and the color was covered up, so I couldn't see it. Zhiyue shouted and quickly helped me up.

Zhao Yiqing's aggrieved cry came from my ears, and before Xiao Man scolded me, I said word by word: "Zhiyue, bring my painting tools to Qing Niangniang's Palace." ”