Chapter Ninety-Seven: Which One Is This Singing?
The corners of Wan Wan's lips couldn't help but curl. He brought this booklet and said so much, just because he was afraid that she would "forget" the taboo and make the official family unhappy.
Although Feng Qingcheng always said that husband and wife are one in honor and disgrace, how could he care about the disgust and scolding of the official family according to his style of acting. So, she can take this as a concern.
Wan Wan was happy and ate two large bowls of rice in one go. After eating, he didn't go to eat and enjoy the cold, he just picked up the rest of the book and found a comfortable place to nest.
This volume records some of the incisive remarks that Cheng Wu once said and the poems and articles he wrote in his life.
Wan Wan looked straight at it. This person is really shameless. Even things that are very recent are copied, which makes the original author, who should have been famous in the near future, how to mix up!
An entire day was spent studying these two books.
Feng Qingcheng, who was alone in the bamboo forest after using the twilight food, always felt that something was missing. When he entered the house, Wan Wan had moved to the beauty couch in front of the window, lit the lamp beside her, and looked at the two books he had brought by the bright light.
Feng Qingcheng stood for a moment and finally knew what was missing today. Today, Wan Wan didn't say those words, that is, she didn't say half a sentence.
He paced to the edge of the table and sat down for a moment. Outside the house, the sound of insects and rustling bamboo leaves was accompanied by the sound of Wan Wan reading books.
Feng Qingcheng suddenly got up, poured a cup of summer tea, walked to the beauty couch and handed it to Wan Wan.
As a result, Wan Wan didn't raise her head to say thank you. After taking a sip, he said, "I will sleep here today, and Hengzhi will go to bed." ”
Feng Qingcheng said "yes", then walked back to the bed, looked at the jade pillow and the cool quilt on the bed, and suddenly realized - changing the bed but not changing the bedding, isn't it that she wants to use him, and he wants to use hers. Is this going to change the course and start playing kidney?
As soon as this idea came out, Wan Wan hugged his pillow quilt and changed her own set.
Feng Qingcheng blinked,—— he actually thought wrong!
After bathing, he leaned on the head of the bed for a long time without sleeping, so he just closed his eyes and pondered the recent situation.
I don't know how long it took, but he heard Wan Wan get up and go to bathe. I don't know how long it took, but I heard Wan Wan walk back to the bedroom, and after a while, she called: "Hengzhi can sleep?" ”
Feng Qingcheng opened his eyes and looked over.
Wan Wan let go of her long hair twisted in a cotton towel and asked, "What kind of warning is it from the sky?" ”
Feng Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, knowing that she was asking Cheng Wu, so he replied: "The strange wind is blowing, and the summer sun is snowing." The sky pours blue water and condenses into a poor and strange beast, and it turns into an ice and snow giant eagle in front of the gate of Chengfu, which cannot be burned by the sun and fire, and the knife and axe are not broken. ”
Wan Wan repeatedly studied the two volumes this day, and she originally guessed that Cheng Wugong Gao Zhen committed Taizong's taboo, and the so-called heavenly warning was only made by Taizong's search, such as the hidden silk in the belly of a fish, and the monument in the ground. But the technical content of this kind of sky-falling warning is too high.
Strange winds, summer sunsets and snow may be coincidences. The sky pours into clear water and turns into fierce beasts, and it also makes ice sculptures that are helpless to be burned by the sun and fire, slashed and chiseled, which is too mysterious.
This person's existence is only about a hundred years, and the rumors in the market will not be distorted to this point.
Wan Wan returned to the beauty couch in a puzzled nest, and thought about the way through her predecessors from fantasy to science fiction in her mind. In the end, he returned to his original intention, and secretly recalled in his heart that he had violated the king's taboo since he entered this body.
Thinking about it this way, it seems that she has not done a few serious things except for eating, drinking, spending money and blocking male gods. The few serious things that can be easily counted are also done in a decent manner, and there has never been an individualistic limelight.
Wan Wan carefully sifted through her previous behavior, and suddenly felt relieved. Sure enough, everything has two sides. From this point of view, it is not necessarily beneficial to be a waste that eats and waits for death. For the emperor, a subordinate who eats and waits for death can be tolerated, and a subordinate whose brilliance overshadows him must not be tolerated.
Wan Wan drank a bowl of warm goat's milk and took the scroll and leaned on the beauty couch, intending to look at it for a while and go to bed. After turning a few pages, I was curious, but when I looked up, I saw Feng Qingcheng still sitting on the bed looking at her.
"Hengzhi ......" When the words came to her mouth, Wan Wan stopped in time, turned to a serious direction and asked, "Something." ”
Feng Qingcheng shook his head, "It's okay, it's just a daze." ”
Wan Wan let out an "oh" and continued to ask the curious question in her heart, "What happened to that ice sculpture?" ”
Feng Qingcheng replied: "This is a different statement. As soon as it was said that on the day of the fall of the Cheng Mansion, the ice and snow beast instantly turned into water vapor and dissipated. It was said that ten years had passed since then, and the beast had disappeared. ”
Wan Wan nodded and said no more, and the book that she had been reading for a long time gradually became sleepy by the light, so she put the book on the pillow and closed her eyes to rest.
After a while, her breathing rate became even and regular.
Feng Qingcheng looked at her silhouette and felt confused for a while.
Is this sleeping?
I slept!
I haven't said anything like that all day today. Which one is this singing?
Then he shook his head and laughed at himself. Could it be that she was used to her love words that drilled at the slightest sight and came easily, but at this moment she didn't say anything about him, as if something was missing.
It's really scary to get used to this kind of thing.
After laughing for a while, he set up the jade pillow and went to bed.
The next morning, when I opened my eyes, I saw Wan Wan leaning on the beauty couch and flipping through the books.
The corners of Feng Qingcheng's mouth twitched. Is this a magic barrier?
Fortunately, Wan Wan has no magic barriers. When she saw Feng Qingcheng wake up, she sat up and rewrapped the two volumes.
"I'm done, I'll put it back later."
Feng Qingcheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After collecting the books, I got up to change my clothes, study in the morning, and eat in the morning. Once you're busy, there's nothing to do.
Of course, Wan Wan can look at the male god without blinking her eyes and will not feel bored all day long, but if she really keeps staring at him, she is afraid that behavior will scare people. Besides, I can't stare at the emotional progress bar all the time. It's still right to find something that can cultivate feelings to do.
The male god likes to ride and shoot, but going out to ride and shoot this season is purely to find guilt.
So what else does the male god like? Cockfighting, bird fighting, crickets, gold and silver, antiques......
Well, it doesn't seem to be a good fit.
Wan Wan held her cheeks and thought hard for a long time. As she pondered, Zhuluan had already cleared out all the water from the ice tank in the house, and poured the newly received ice cubes into the tank.
Looking at the ice that was smoking in the air, Wan Wan's inspiration suddenly came out of her stomach and jumped into her mind all the way.
"Hengzhi, why don't we build an igloo in the bamboo forest that you once built, and eat the potting pot at noon."