In this compartment, Zhu Luan had an extremely complicated mood, nibbling on the shrimp one by one.

Over there, Wan Wan held a few freshly dug bamboo shoots and walked briskly to the small kitchen. Seeing that Zhuluan was eating shrimp inside, he went to the room very considerately, so that Zhuluan could enjoy the food physically and mentally. As for the bamboo shoots, they were handed over to the jade who was brushing the ground in the courtyard.

Not long after Wan Wan entered the door, Feng Qingcheng also returned.

When he entered the house, Wan Wan was changing her clothes behind the screen. He sat down at the table first, and was stunned when he caught a glimpse of the handwritten papers on the table. Then he said: "There is still a dragon and a crouching tiger hidden by Wan Wan's side." ”

Wan Wan said: "That's nature, my girls are all talents." ”

Feng Qingcheng strongly agreed with this. Not only her girl, but also her housekeeper lady also has a unique atmosphere. Each child is different from the girl and mother-in-law in his cognition.

Wan Wan changed into a wide and comfortable summer shirt, and the color of the moon white was simple to the extreme, which made people feel cool and comfortable at first sight. She spread her hair out and pulled it up casually with a cyan headband embroidered with white magnolia. Holding a plain yarn fan with a green bamboo handle in his hand, he walked to the table to pour tea while shaking it.

It was the first time Feng Qingcheng had seen her dressed up like this, and he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

Wan Wan noticed his expression, immediately got up and turned around in front of him, and said, "Is it good-looking?" Jin Ying's newly made fan, so is this fan. ”

Feng Qingcheng couldn't help but say, "It's good-looking." Then he looked at the fan in front of him, and looked at Wan Wan's words more affirmatively. - Her girls are all talents. The group fan, which requires professional craftsmanship, has also been made.

Wan Wan was overjoyed to receive his praise, sat back with the corners of her lips raised, pointed to the paper on the table, and said, "What does Hengzhi think?" ”

Feng Qingcheng nodded and said, "It's decent, and there are no omissions, it's very good." ”

Wan Wan was completely relaxed, put away the papers, and said, "I'm going to go back to see my uncle tomorrow." You've been injured for the past few days, and I haven't even seen him. ”

Feng Qingcheng responded: "Then I'll go with you." ”

When Wan Wan heard this, she felt that a heart in her cavity was about to bloom into a flower.

After using the tea, Wan Wan still took the book and put it on the beauty couch.

Feng Qingcheng glanced at the thick stack of scripts on the desk, "Wan Wan has liked these recently?" ”

Could it be that you are bored and get these to pass the time? In the first few days, she didn't show boredom by doing nothing all day. Now that I think about it, she didn't do nothing, she was looking at him all day.

It's only been a few days, and you're bored?

Wan Wan is doing this, in fact, there is a deep meaning. She is very serious about investigating the patterns and routines of romance and love in this time and space and this era. So that she could study and work out a suitable path.

Feng Qingcheng asked like this, Wan Wan suddenly remembered, if he could ask him what he liked, wouldn't it be twice the result with half the effort to study and study according to that.

So Wan Wan immediately asked, "Which book does Hengzhi like?" ”

Feng Qingcheng was silent for a moment, and just when Wan Wan thought he wouldn't answer, he spoke: "There are a few volumes, I'll bring them to you another day." ”

Wan Wan sat up straight and said, "Don't change the day, just now." ”

Feng Qingcheng glanced at her, and then got up and said, "Okay." ”

Wan Wan looked at the back of him leaving, and only felt that there seemed to be something strange about the male god.

This feeling found a self-righteous explanation when Wan Wan got the small box of scripts that Feng Qingcheng retrieved. These words are all from the hands of the unspeakable man. It belongs to the kind of books that are not explicitly said to be banned, but they are extinct on the bright side.

Wan Wan stretched out her hand and pulled it a few times, and many familiar names were full of eyes, and Wan Wan picked up the book of "Water Margin". The admiration for Cheng Wu in my heart has reached an extreme, and this thing is really unjust. It's just a matter of copying poems, and it's not impossible to copy famous books, but this one ......

What is this not death?

With great reverence, Wan Wan turned a few pages, and that reverence went to most of it, and changed the background of the dynasty. Have the ability to copy the original text!

Wan Wan threw away this book and flipped through it, and saw a complete set of Liao Zhai Zhiwei, several pinnacle works in Yuan miscellaneous dramas, and a few representative works of the three grandmasters of Cha, Xiong, and Chen, of course, the text form has been refined into a kind that conforms to this era.

Wan Wan admired Cheng Wu's face again. Rummaging through the depths of the small box, the names of these scripts she had never seen before, but there was an inexplicable and strange familiarity.

She took out a copy of "The King of Kunlun Mountain" and looked at it,—— this is "The Count of Monte Cristo"?

I took another copy of "Chang'an Guanyin Temple" and looked at it,—— this is "Notre Dame de Paris"?

......

It's really copied out of Asia and copied to the world.

Wan Wan shook her head and sighed.

Feng Qingcheng saw her squatting on the ground, looking like she was in a hurry and flipped through those words, but she didn't seem to find what she wanted, so she said: "Although Cheng Wenzhong's words are a little weird, they are really good. The variety of styles is also unprecedented in ancient and modern times. ”

Wan Wan said silently in her heart: Can it be bad? Can it not change much? This is the work of many masters.

Feng Qingcheng said a few words, and suddenly felt that everyone's taste was different, and she who thought it was good may not think it was good. He took them out of the vault to show her. She didn't like it, and if she trained herself, she liked it, and she really didn't need to praise these benefits here.

"What kind of scripts does Wan Wan like to read? I'm going to find it. ”

There is no serious romance in a box full of them, and the small amount of romance in it is neither the point nor the variety. That's not what she's looking for at all.

So she raised her head and asked Feng Qingcheng, "Hengzhi doesn't like the kind that specializes in writing about men and women?" ”

"Huh?" Feng Qingcheng suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he leaned down, got closer, and asked uncertainly, "What did Wan Wan say?" ”

Wan Wan felt that maybe she didn't describe it in detail enough, so she described it carefully: "It's the kind of ...... that writes about a man and a woman" and thought that there will be a male and female partner in many loves, so she quickly changed and added, "Or a man and several women, a woman and several men, and then the kind of entanglement between them." ”

Feng Qingcheng's face turned red again, and he quickly straightened up and coughed dryly. When the heat on his face subsided slightly, Fang said hesitantly: "Wan Wan Ruo...... If you like those, there are a few copies in the dark grid of Tingfeng Xuan. ”

After that, he immediately added: "It's all Shengping a few of them... I want to take this vindictive, so..."

Looking at such Fengqing City, Wan Wan only felt that the male god was so sullen. - If you think that men don't look good, these loves are lingering, so you don't look at them. can hide in the dark grid, and also blame the existence of the script on Yun Xiaolangjun and a few others. It's not duplicity, what is it.

Wan Wan asked where the dark grid was, and immediately pulled out her legs and ran to the water xuan.

Feng Qingcheng stood in the middle of the house a little sluggishly,—— just ...... In such a hurry?