When Nangong Yifeng woke up from the haze, he sensed that something was wrong.

Slowly opening his eyes, Li Bingru's quiet sleeping face broke into his sight without any recruitment. His heart skipped a beat, with an indescribable tenderness and throbbing.

Li Bingru's curly eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyes narrowed into a loving arc, and her pink mouth kept chirping, as if she was muttering something.

He had an urge to kiss his sleeping lips, and a question broke into his mind at the same time: Why did she sleep in front of him?

At this time, Nangong Yifeng realized something unusual. An Tian's sleeping Li Jiru was pillowing one of his arms, while his other hand was tightly grasping Li Bingru's two small hands on his chest.

This awakening made Nangong Yifeng's heartbeat under the three hands uncontrollably violent.

A bed of brocade embroidered with rich peonies covered the part below their necks, and he felt one of his legs pressing against the woman in front of him. The postures of the two are indescribably intimate and ambiguous.

A stream of blood rushed to the top of Nangong Yifeng's head, and he seemed to be clear about everything that happened last night.

Now he just wanted to get out of this tempting and gentle country as soon as possible, and then slowly sort out what was going on.

The woman in front of him was his wife, even if something really happened, it should be normal, not to mention that he was drunk last night.

Nangong Yifeng comforted himself like this.

Nangong Yifeng slowly took back his legs, carefully let go of Li Bingru's hand, and lifted the bright red brocade quilt. However, his other hand rested under Li Bingru's head.

Nangong Yifeng just moved, and when he looked down, Li Bingru was looking at him innocently and innocently with those big watery eyes.

Nangong Yifeng's heartbeat skipped a beat, and he looked at those sparkling eyes in a daze, not knowing what to do for a while.

Li Bingru blinked her eyes, and suddenly asked, "Will I be pregnant with a baby?" ”

"Boom-" sounded, as if something exploded in Nangong Yifeng's mind.

"We ......"

Nangong Yifeng wanted to ask, what happened to us, and when he looked down and saw the blood-red butterfly spots on Li Bingru's neck and beyond, he couldn't ask anything.

"I don't want to conceive a baby...... Li Bingru "rubbed" and sat up, her eyes overflowing with tears, "I don't want to conceive your baby...... I want mom...... Woo, I'm looking for my mom......"

"Hunan ......"

Nangong Yifeng stretched out his hand, but he didn't know where to fall, he wanted to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he suddenly realized that the poor woman in front of him was not called Liu Xiangxue. He lowered his eyelids inexorbly, but saw the red on Li Bingru's pants that made his eyes beat suddenly.

"My name is not Liu Xiangxue, not your second young lady, I don't want to stay in this world, don't conceive your baby...... Don't ......" Li Bingru pushed Nangong Yifeng away, got up and ran out, crying bitterly as she ran: "Helan - Helan - "

On the ground, the lake-blue coat and the burgundy robe were messily rubbed together, and the whole room was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. Everywhere seemed to be a reminder of what had happened last night.

Nangong Yifeng stroked his forehead and struggled to get up from the ground, and the sharp pain in his lower body made him frown.

How can this kind of thing, does a man also hurt?

At this moment, there was a knock at the door, and he said, "Come in!" without raising his head. ”

The one who knocks on the door is a sword, and he knows it.

Nangong Yifeng looked coldly at this person who was following him for a long time, he thought that he was the person who knew him best.

"Please condemn the master!" Jian Jian knelt down without saying anything.

"Yesterday...... What happened? Although everything was clear, Nangong Yifeng still wanted to make a final confirmation.

The way of the sword 1510 comes.

"Wait, you said she's covered in blood??"

"Yes, the master asked at the time, and Miss Liu only said...... Say...... Men don't care about women's affairs......"

"I said I wanted Helan to make clothes for her with smoke and purple cloud yarn?"

"Yes!"

Yanxia Aya and Ziyun Yarn are the best tributes from the south to the imperial court, and the imperial court wants to win over Tianlong Castle. Only then did he send such a valuable silk yarn to Tianlong Castle as a dowry. Nangong Yifeng's brothers each got two horses, Nangong Yifeng's two horses were originally intended to be left for Zixi to make clothes, she has always loved pink and purple yarn, but she didn't expect him to be drunk for a while, and he gave it to the woman of unknown origin in a daze.

"Why are you going out?" When Nangong Yifeng asked this, he obviously felt that he lacked confidence.

"The master treats the second young lady as Miss Zixibiao......"

In a word, all the luck psychology of Nangong Yifeng was shattered.

Yes, he treated her as Zixi, otherwise how could he give her Yanxia Aya and Ziyun Veil? How can you have intimate contact with someone other than Zixi?

However, she is not Zixi after all.

Nangong Yifeng felt sorry for Zixi in his heart, and at the same time, he also felt sorry for this fake Liu Xiangxue.

She ...... What are you doing? ”

"The second young lady is rinsing her mouth."

Nangong Yifeng couldn't tell what he was feeling in his heart, he himself was a little confused, how could he care about what she was doing?

Li Bingru, who ran out of the room, hugged the pillars of the eaves and cried for a while, but crying could not solve any established facts, and she slowly accepted it after being confused and sad.

Today's weather is very good, Li Bingru walked under the sun, thinking about Shao Haihui's sentence "Where there is sunshine, there is warmth" forced herself to laugh, she stretched out her hand, and her palm was instantly full of brilliance.

"Second Young Lady!"

Li Bingru raised her head when she heard the sound, and just saw Helan coming over with a copper basin.

"Ah, Helan!" Li Bingru smiled slightly, opened her arms, and made a hugging gesture, "Look, the sunshine is so good!" ”

"Watch out for the cold!"

Helan hurriedly put down the copper basin, turned around and took a coat for Li Bingru to put on, soaked the towel again, wrung it half-dry, and handed it to Li Bingru to wipe her face. Wait for Li Bingru to finish wiping her face and hand over the green salt water for gargling.

"Second young lady, mouthwash."

Li Bingru couldn't help frowning, the taste of green salt water was really unbearable, but she couldn't help but rinse her mouth.

"Helan, can you help me get a small piece of willow branch and wrap a small piece of cotton cloth around one end?"

"This thing is so strange, what is the young lady doing with it?"

"Shabu Shabu!" Li Bingru looked at her fingers dipped in green salt water, "You can't use your fingers every time you wipe your teeth, right?" ”

"But that's how we've always gargled our mouths!"

Helan didn't understand, the gargling method they had used since birth, why didn't the young lady get used to it, and they still used willow branches instead of fingers to rub their teeth?

"What you use all the time isn't necessarily a good method."

As soon as Nangong Yifeng opened the door, there was a grandmother outside the door asking to see her.

"Second Young Master, Miss Helan instructed the slave maid to take Yanxia Aya and Ziyun Yarn to make clothes for the Second Young Lady last night, and now it is ready, do you want to send it to the Second Young Lady?"

"Hmm." Nangong Yifeng nodded, remembering the little woman's crying just now, it should be regarded as compensation for her.

Mama got a response, holding the newly made clothes and handing them to the inner room girl who came next to her.

Another girl came to report.

"The second young lady ordered the kitchen to boil hot water, said that she wanted to bathe herself, and ordered the second young master to burn a bucket as well, does the second young master want to use it now?"

After being reminded by Yahuan, Nangong Yifeng felt that there was really a bad smell of wine on his body, and he uncomfortably rolled his sleeves. At this moment, he suddenly missed a little, missing the elf, or cute, or the little woman with pear blossoms and rain.

Jianjian looked at Nangong Yifeng rolling up his sleeves, thinking that he had acquiesced, and was just about to ask someone to bring the hot water over, when he heard Nangong Yifeng's somewhat empty voice.

"Check it out."

Jian Jian was stunned for a moment, and for the first time figured out the wrong master's thoughts, and was surprised, why did the master suddenly care so much about the new young lady?

The breeze brings the fragrance of morning flowers and plants, and the sun drills out colorful clouds to gently scatter light on the earth. Everything is so peaceful and beautiful, but in the eyes of Nangong Yifeng, there is a little gloomy and apprehensive, the distance from the attic to the garden is dozens of steps away, long and short.

Not far away, a petite figure melted into Nangong Yifeng's sight little by little. Under Qiman's willow branches, a woman wearing only a white undershirt waved her sleeves, like a fluttering white butterfly in winter, vividly making people unable to take their eyes off.

It turns out that looking at her from a distance is so pleasing to the eye. Nangong Yifeng discovered for the first time that his bride was so delicate and vivid.

Step by step, the pretty face gradually became clearer. Ruddy face, straight nose, smart eyes, slender eyebrows......

Nangong Yifeng couldn't tell how he felt to her at this moment, and there was some inexplicable nervousness in his heart, and some inexplicable softness.

He only felt a wave of pride in his chest, look, this is his woman!

When Nangong Yifeng saw Li Bingru holding a poplar branch in his hand and scrubbing it in his mouth, he couldn't help but frown again.

Is she — is she gargling?

Since ancient times, gargling has been done with fingers. It's the first time I've seen a twig instead of a finger, but it looks much cleaner and more convenient than a finger.

How could he not have thought of such a simple thing?

At this moment, Nangong Yifeng couldn't help but have an admiration for Li Bingru, and became more curious about the environment in which she grew up.

"Are you curious about this?" Li Bingru spit out the water in her mouth and shook the small cloth bag on the head of the poplar branch.

Nangong Yifeng knew it as soon as she came, but she didn't want to pay attention to him, but he had been standing next to her for too long, when did this Nangong Yifeng become so patient?

"It's called a toothbrush. It's so much easier than picking your teeth with your fingers, isn't it? And a small cloth bag is tied to the branch, which is easy to clean the teeth. Unfortunately, there is no toothpaste. ”

"Toothpaste? What is it? ”

"Yes......" Li Bingru was just about to explain, but when she turned around and saw Nangong Yifeng's face close at hand, her heart jumped suddenly, and she suddenly lost all interest. She packed up the poplar branch and said angrily: "You don't understand what you said." You'd better wash off the smell of your body first! ”

Nangong Yifeng was a little uncomfortable and couldn't speak for a while.

"I'm going to take a shower." Li Bingru put away the "toothbrush" and cup, thought about it, and said, "I asked Helan to go down and boil hot water for you......"