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Aunt Shuang's pretty face was upturned, her eyes were wide open, her long black eyelashes trembled slightly, her small mouth was slightly opened, and her face was red. This appearance was really similar to the one Lin Jingzhi drew for her last night. The cartoon portraits are somewhat similar.

Outside, the sun was hanging obliquely on the western mountain, the light was getting darker, and the dim light was reflected on Aunt Shuang's face, which concealed her own angular and arrogant temperament, and she just got up, still showing a bit of laziness At this moment, she was nestling in Lin Jingzhi's arms, emphasizing both gentleness and virtuousness, and she vividly expressed everything a wife should have.

The reason why Lin Jingzhi has the most affection for Tang Yuxiang has a lot to do with Tang Yuxiang being by his bedside day and night and taking care of him. The accumulation of such small things and considerate service can easily lead to family affection, but Lin Jing happened to be an orphan in his previous life, and what he cared most about was family affection.

Now the appearance of a little wife like Aunt Shuang immediately aroused tenderness in his heart. Maybe there is no love, but a deep liking, but it is not much worse than the love between lovers.

Feeling the strength of the arms of the sweetheart gradually, as if she wanted to rub herself into his body, Aunt Shuang's body felt a little pain, and at the same time, her little heart suddenly jumped wildly, at a loss, until she raised her head higher, Seeing clearly the deep affection in Lin Jingzhi's eyes, her pretty face flushed, fascinated by it.

The woman in his arms had a charming face, and she easily aroused Lin Jingzhi's desire. His breath became heavier and his mouth and tongue became dry. When he could not bear it anymore, he secretly bit the tip of his tongue fiercely to hold back. The impulse to kiss, the woman in her arms is a good girl, but the person she really loves is not herself, so now I can't possess her, otherwise, wouldn't it be a desecration of this pure and sincere feeling?

Raising his slightly trembling hand, he helped Aunt Shuang smooth the hair on her forehead. He tried his best to give up the urge to possess this woman, making himself smile more naturally, "Shuang'er, I haven't enjoyed the sunset with you for a long time, how about we Go around the backyard today?"

The gentle words came to her ears, and Aunt Shuang gradually came back to her senses, her pretty face blushed a little more after realizing her previous gaffe, this alluring appearance was far more beautiful than the setting sun on the mountain, a hundred times more beautiful,

"En." With a low reply, Aunt Shuang gently broke away from Lin Jingzhi's embrace, and an unspeakable loss rose in their hearts at the same time.

Aunt Shuang originally wanted to dress up in front of the bronze mirror before going out, but was stopped by Lin Jingzhi, because he felt that Aunt Shuang would look better with her hair down, and this style could also evoke the memory of his previous life.

"Second Lord, I heard people said that you left the house today?" Aunt Shuang walked side by side with Lin Jingzhi, and would sneak a glance at the man beside her from time to time. If it wasn't for the reality before her eyes, she really thought she was dreaming.

This happiness came unexpectedly to her.

Lin Jingzhi responded, stretched out his hand to help Aunt Shuang to the steps of a gazebo in the back garden, and replied: "Well, I went out for a trip, and I went to the Luo River outside the city to have a look. Turbulent, some places with quite different terrains, the waves are turbulent, and they don’t have a certain momentum. When I have time in the future, I will take you there for a walk, and by the way, enjoy the scene that stretches for thousands of miles and is surrounded by mountains. .”

"En." Aunt Shuang responded in a low voice. After entering the gazebo, she twitched her arm, but she couldn't take it back. Instead, she was held by the man beside her, and her pretty face immediately flew up again. A touch of red.

This scene was seen by Yinshi Huahua, who followed far behind, and he was overjoyed. It seems that the master's spring is coming soon.

Holding Aunt Shuang's little hand and walking a few steps forward, Lin Jingzhi suddenly asked, "Shuang'er, are you bored in the room these days?"

Aunt Shuang was not good at lying, so she just bowed her head in silence.

Sighing in his heart, he blamed himself secretly, and Lin Jingzhi went on to say: "Staying in the house every day is not good, it will suffocate your bones. Also, I know you like reading books, reciting poems, writing lyrics, But although these things are elegant, they tend to make people more lonely and sentimental."

"Oh, but if it's not like this, how can you write good poems?" Speaking of her hobbies, Aunt Shuang lifted her spirits, got rid of the haze of deep happiness, and asked back.

"To write good poems, it is true that you have to work hard on the books, and you have to try to recite some poems, but it is wrong to indulge in them blindly." Lin Jingzhi didn't want Aunt Shuang to be alone all the time. Being bored in the hut is very bad for your health, and it is precisely because of this that Aunt Shuang's figure is slender and her face is pale.

Furthermore, there are many women in his backyard, and he also hopes that they can get along happily and live together like his own sisters, so he must persuade Aunt Shuang to go out of his small courtyard and live with other women. Make more contacts to deepen the relationship between them, "Take the four poems I recited last time as an example. If I hadn't gone there to offer incense at that time and saw the unique scenery in Tingtao Pavilion, I would have loved this poem." It can't be done."

Mentioning the poem written by Lin Jingzhi last time, Aunt Shuang murmured several times, with a look of admiration in her eyes, "It's because of Erye's high talent that he wrote a poem that can be passed down through the ages."

"No, no, Second Master, my talent is indeed quite high, but the real reason why I can write such a poem right is because the scenery there gave me a sudden inspiration." After saying this sentence, Lin Jingzhi's handsome face floated Faint flushing, the reason why this poem can really be made, is really incomprehensible and outsider's understanding.

"What does Second Master mean?" Aunt Shuang heard that what Lin Jingzhi said made sense, she frowned and began to think.

"What I mean is very simple. If you want to write good poems, it is inseparable from the environment around you and the experience of life. If you just stay in the house every day, holding a book and reading, you can't leave the door. If you don’t step forward, no matter how talented you are, you can only recite a few vulgar lines at most, and you can’t stand up to scrutiny without a little bit of foundation. "

"Most of the real masterpieces actually come from what they see and hear in life. Besides, they are the real feelings and experiences in their hearts after encountering some things. Otherwise, even if the words used are extremely gorgeous, they are extremely empty. Enter the hall of elegance."

If someone else came to reason with Aunt Shuang, she would not pay attention to it, or would just laugh it off, but Lin Jingzhi was different. Firstly, she was sincerely in love with Lin Jingzhi, and secondly, Lin Jingzhi's talent and reputation spread all over the world, which is obvious to all. of.

Seeing that Aunt Shuang still didn't understand what he meant, Lin Jingzhi said again: "Actually, I just want you not to be bored in the yard all the time, but to communicate with others more, and to get in touch with more people and things. Naturally, it will open up, and then, your poems will have a certain depth. In this way, I also wrote a poem, and I will read it to you secretly, and you are not allowed to tell others."

Aunt Shuang naturally knew about the vows her husband had made before, so she nodded repeatedly, her eyes flickering, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, for her own sake, the husband actually broke the vow and read a new poem to herself.

Lin Jingzhi himself obviously doesn't know how to write poems, so he can only plagiarize again, but if he can use this method to persuade Aunt Tongshuang to get rid of her aloof and out-of-group temperament, it is worthwhile to plagiarize more. Drops of grass fall to the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard work."

As soon as this poem came out, Aunt Shuang's heart was shocked. She really didn't expect that in a short four-line poem, without half a flowery word, and only using popular words that cannot be more popular, such quatrains could be composed. A line of poetry, twenty words, can make people truly experience a simple breath of life. It seems that if you want to write a good line of poetry, you can't just stay in the room and think about it. Until this time, she told Lin Respect is really convinced.

"Second Lord, I used to be a concubine sitting in a well and watching the sky." Aunt Shuang bowed her knees deeply to Lin Jingzhi, admiring her. The husband said it was good. Compared with such excellent works, those poems she wrote before are really amazing. Can't stand scrutiny, far away from real life.

"Get up, you are my woman, so you don't need to be so polite." Lin Jingzhi helped Aunt Shuang, and finally expressed his true thoughts, "Actually, I just want you to come out more and breathe more when you are free. Fresh air, it is very good for you to find inspiration when you create, and to strengthen your body. Also, if you have time, you should also go to Wan'er and Rou'er to sit and connect with each other. Anyway, You are sisters, and you will live together for the rest of your life in the future."

Hearing the names of the other two concubines, Aunt Shuang instinctively frowned. To be honest, she used to look down on other sisters because of her talent, including Tang Yuxiang, the regular wife, and she was not convinced. , I always felt that only she was truly worthy of Shang Lin Jingzhi.

However, she also understands that she is a woman in the backyard, and she will definitely have to deal with these sisters in the future. Besides, she is a lady of the family. With some knowledge in life, I really went to these sisters for help.

After thinking about it, her brows widened, "The concubine thanked the second master for her concern. When she is free in the future, the concubine will definitely go to sit with the two younger sisters."

Tang Yuxiang and Aunt Yu are not easy to get along with, and Aunt Shuang can see this, so she is only willing to sit in the courtyard of Aunt Wan and Aunt Rou. Xianggong added a deeper meaning, "Second master, don't worry, the maidservant and concubine will get along well with the two younger sisters."

Seeing that Aunt Shuang understood what he meant and agreed, Lin Jingzhi finally settled one thing on his mind. Aunt Wan and Aunt Rou have good temperaments, so he can be sure that the three of them will get along well.

Even though he only brought three women together, there were only two left, but he felt very refreshed. Sitting on the stone chair in the gazebo, he originally wanted to chat with Aunt Shuang for a while and deepen their relationship, but instead I don't want a little girl to come running from a distance, and after giving a gift to the two, she said:

"Second Master, the old lady has invited you to the restaurant for dinner, and I have something important to discuss!"

'Is there an important matter to discuss? Lin Jingyi was taken aback, and then stood up.