Chapter Seventy-Eight: An Unspeakable Hidden Disease
But how do you start such a shameful thing?
Wan Wan is very grateful to the explosion information network in her previous life, so that she has an unpopular knowledge memory - when the ancients married their daughters, it seemed that they would put a few small objects painted with the secret drama of the Spring Palace in the dowry. Avoiding fire and praying for children has a practical role in enlightening newlyweds.
She just had to pretend that she had inadvertently turned over the secret drama diagram. The male god of her family is the age of blood and strength, and she is in this situation, isn't everything logical!
Thinking of this, Wan Wan's imagination was infinitely magnified and far, and she couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, Feng Qingcheng was getting up and preparing to eat something at the big table to soothe the protesting stomach. It's good to break the suddenly charming atmosphere.
Although he has a different purpose for this marriage, he also takes it seriously. If it weren't for the gradual familiarity with Wan Wan, he wouldn't be in such a dilemma at this moment.
The originally expected candle night in the cave room was nothing more than two results. Either Wan Wan threw him out of the door, or followed the procedure to round the house. But suddenly, the intersection between them increased. I also know that she has such a mind about herself.
In this way, the round house and the non-round house become a dilemma.
If it's a round house. One day, her soul loss will heal, and she will remember to show her smile. What then?
If it is not a round house. At this time, she is in love with him, and if she doesn't have a round room, she will be sad in her heart, right?
In a dilemma, Feng Qingcheng decided to talk about it when he was full. As soon as she stood up, she sneered.
Looking sideways, looking at Wan Wan, who was smiling more and more happily with her head down, Feng Qingcheng was puzzled for a while. "Why is Wan Wan laughing?"
Wan Wan raised her head, looked at him and said, "It's nothing. Just thinking that I can face Hengzhi day and night from now on, I can't help but be happy. ”
Again, here we go!
At this time, if he wants to say this kind of thing again, it will make him even more at a loss, okay?
Feng Qingcheng felt that his hands and feet were a little wooden, and he didn't know where to step or where to put it for a while.
Wan Wan got up smoothly and walked to the dressing table, pretending to flip through the things on it. The dowry only came over today, but it was properly placed long ago, and it was mixed with the objects prepared by the Dingbei Hou Mansion. Wan Wan could only recognize the few grease pastes and some jewelry handmade by Jin Ying. I don't know which of the rest of the things is for the dowry, and which one is prepared by the Dingbei Hou Mansion.
This kind of thing should be inside a box.
Wan Wan directly skipped the jewelry, and first picked up a box that looked raw and did not look valuable. After opening it, I saw a red seal of rouge printed on the back of the lid, and I dialed the rouge and saw that it was just a clean and glorious porcelain surface below.
Wan Wan put down the box and picked up another locket that looked "suspicious".
......
Until Wan Wan rummaged through all the boxes on the dressing table, she didn't find the secret play picture she was looking for. Wan Wan's eyes fell on the pair of embroidered shoes on her feet.
It seems that there is such a thing as a secret drama on the insole, right?
Wan Wan walked back to the bed, took out two pairs of sleeping shoes from the small cabinet under the bed, and pretended to look at them casually - no.
Wan Wan didn't believe in evil, and looked hard again—still no.
It's not everywhere!
Most of the dowry was put into the storeroom, and there were not even two cages in this room. That thing never goes into the storeroom. I can't find it now, but it can only explain one problem. That is, no one is ready to put this kind of thing in the dowry.
Come to think of it. This kind of thing is done by the mother or other female elders. Wan Wan only has one relative, Second Master Ming. The second master of the marriage can be recited by one person as the father and mother, but the private shame of putting the secret drama is not thought of by the second master of the mind. Or he didn't know what to put in the dowry;
And Tao Xiangdai, who has handled many things, is there after all. She is the head of Wanwan's employment, and at most she is a friend. Moreover, although she is a well-known tooth woman, she is an unmarried person. She also wouldn't bring those things into Wanwan's dowry;
As for those women who temporarily pretend to be parents, no one will do such a private thing.
Therefore, there is no such thing as a secret plot in her dowry.
Wan Wan was a little depressed, but she quickly regained her spirits.
It's not the goal to find a secret drama, it's to bring down the male god! There is no way to go, and there is another way.
When Wan Wan thought like this, Feng Qingcheng, who had been looking at her in a daze, suddenly spoke. It's just that it's not his mouth that makes the noise, it's his belly.
After hearing such a sound, Wan Wan was a little distressed at first, and then a thunderbolt flashed in her mind, and five big words appeared: full of warm thoughts**.
In this situational environment, everything will happen naturally. What's more, there is also a pot of wine to assist.
Wan Wan threw away the shoes in her hand, cleaned her hands in the water used in the ceremony, walked to the table and sat down, picked up the wine jug, and poured two bowls full. All the movements are done in one go, coherent and not muddy.
"Eat!"
Although Feng Qingcheng was even more confused, he also threw off his steps in agreement and came to the table and sat down.
The wine glass was placed under the bed, and the rice bowl was brought by Wan Wan to hold the wine. The two of them each poured a dim sum saucer and came out to use it. After a day's tossing, both of them were really hungry. The meal was silent, only the occasional sound of pouring wine.
Feng Qingcheng's meals are no different from those of ordinary officials and nobles, and they all eat until they are full.
After stopping the chopsticks, he saw that Wan Wan was already having a snack after the meal and asked, "What are you looking for?" ”
Wan Wan nodded, and said a very clear "um" in affirmation. I took two sips of wine from the bowl, and felt the aroma of osmanthus and wine mixed in my mouth into a mellow and wonderful taste. Then he said, "I'm looking for something that should be there but doesn't have it now." ”
What could be found in both the box and the shoe?
The answer flashed into his mind without the slightest effort.
Is this a hint? It's clearly the manifestation of the red fruit!
Feng Qingcheng's cheeks suddenly turned red, and the heat burned to the root of his ears. The dilemma made him hesitate for a long time. The heat on his cheeks began to subside little by little.
Wan Wan saw that he was sitting firmly like a jade carving, and did not make any moves. But there is a flying red on the face. I thought that her male god was shy. So I took another dose of fierce medicine.
She coughed lightly and pretended to hesitate and said, "Hengzhi, but what is the indescribable secret?" ”
The hesitation of the pronunciation of the last word "love" made Feng Qingcheng immediately think: what she wanted to say was not "hidden feelings" but "hidden diseases".
An indescribable hidden disease, what else could it be?
This is something that a man can't bear, okay!
The heat on his cheeks that had just receded suddenly jumped into his mind, and he immediately stood up.
And at this time, in the courtyard outside the door. Aunt Tang hurriedly walked in and ran straight to the door.
Jin Ying and Zhu Luan reacted the fastest, and they stopped in unison. Aunt Tang snorted and said, "Hurry up!" If you miss a moment, you can't say that the eldest lady will be widowed. ”