Ling'er sat alone in the garden, enjoying a quiet afternoon alone, with a book on the stone table, on which the autumn leaves fell.

When Wen Jun saw her cousin sitting there, she was already suspicious.

"Cousin, what are you doing sitting here, who are you thinking about?" Wen Jun knocked on the side.

Ling'er saw that Wen Jun's tone was wrong, and thought: Does Wen Jun know that I like Sima Gongzi.

"No, cousin, autumn is here, I'm just feeling sorry for Jingkong."

"Cousin, I know what you're thinking, I'm ...... I don't blame you. ”

"Cousin, what did you say? I ......" Ling'er's face was slightly red, and she wanted to get up and leave.

"Cousin, do you like Xiang Lu too?"

Ling'er turned her back to Wen Jun, her face showing sadness and resentment, but she adjusted her mood and turned back.

"Yes, as my cousin expected. I also seduced Sima Gongzi that day. ”

Wen Jun held back the sadness in her heart and said, "Cousin, it's right to like someone, but your method is wrong." ”

Wen Jun got up and left, leaving Ling'er with a look of shame.

Although Ling'er was jealous of her cousin, she never thought of harming people, if this was put on Liji, it is estimated that Wen Jun would have had an accident a long time ago.

Ling'er sat on the stone bench, extremely sad in her heart.

The origin of the falling flowers follows the flowing water, and the branches on the flowing water are seen. Since Xiang Lu loves Wenjun, he can only put his love in the water.

Wenjun returned to the room, feeling not happy, thinking about how to face her cousin in the future, eating at the same table, meeting at home is really embarrassing, and Ling'er can't leave, she must follow her father's orders.

Wen Jun thought twice and decided to move to Xiang Lu's house, since she already knew that Xiang Lu was innocent, why not go? What's more, he wants to make a baby with himself.

So, Wen Jun packed up her package and hurried to the countryside in the afternoon, preparing to spend the night there.

"Sima Gongzi, thank you for taking me in."

"Since you and Wenjun have a dislike and it is inevitable that they will be embarrassed to live together, then you should live here first, or as before, you live in the Westinghouse, and the maid Bi'er lives in the small room next to it."

It turned out that Ling'er also felt that it was wrong to live with Wenjun again, so she also planned to move to Xianglu to live here for a while, waiting for her father to inform her to return to Chang'an.

"Husband, I'm here." Wenjun entered the door with a big grin, but was startled by Ling'er.

Xiang Lu was really speechless.

"Cousin, why are you here?"

"I, I'm my husband's wife, of course I'm coming, cousin, why are you here too?"

Ling'er bowed her head in shame and remained silent.

Xiang Lu was at a loss.

"Forget it, my cousin must want to feel the autumn scenery in the countryside, why don't all three of us stay!"

Ling'er had to nod her head in agreement, because it was already late and she couldn't leave.

"Husband, the concubine has come to bed."

Xiang Lu and Ling'er looked shocked, Wen Jun dragged Xiang Lu into the room, and Ling'er quietly went back to the room.

"Husband, what are you afraid of? Don't you say, we're going to have a baby. ”

Xiang Lu closed the door and said, "Miss Biao is here today, let's go later." ”

"Have you not liked me since you saw your cousin's figure?"

"She's so skinny and tall, I don't like it."

Wen Jun hit with a "snap", "Bastard, you really saw it." ”

Xiang Lu really didn't understand his wife's temper.

"How's mine, worse than my cousin's?"

"You are more plump, more than pretty, but you are really not sexy enough, you are a little shorter than Ling'er, and your legs are a little shorter. However, you look younger and cuter than her. ”

"Slap" came again, "Sleep, I'll ignore you." ”

Wenjun took off her shoes and threw them gently on Xiang Lu, covered the quilt and fell asleep, and did not wash her feet.

Xiang Lu had no choice but to reluctantly straighten the quilt for Wenjun and let her sleep in a correct position.

Then she lay on the side, Wen Jun was still angry, seeing that the weather was cold at night in autumn, but she still pulled Xiang Lu's quilt to her side, so that half of his body felt cool.