Prince, Don't Come Over

"Go on, Mrs. Bennet? What are the characteristics of a man who writes a script? "

She turned around and took out the feather duster from the vase. Holding the feather, she threatened the chattering man with a stick.

Yan MuQing was surprised that her little wife changed her face, but she didn't regret it. She pulled the other end of the feather duster and laughed.

"Yue'er, it's not alarmist for her husband. You see, which of these notebooks, the rich lady who violates the oath, has a good end?"

The man's bad nature, Yan MuQing, who is also a man, is simply understood.

After all, he is also a man who has experienced psychological darkness, and he once wanted to revenge everyone, but his inner strength turns the negative emotions entangled in his heart into motivation.

Yan MuQing thinks that this kind of person is not worthy of being respected.

"The rich ladies who dislike the poor and love the rich all end up with a bumpy life and a lonely life. But those poor scholars who have been beaten in the face are very powerful. They not only have a prosperous official career, but also can retaliate against the rich master. Life is like opening up a bright Road and stepping onto the peak of life from then on."

Nine times out of ten, how can there be so much prosperity in this world? But the book is right about the ending of a rich woman.

The world is particularly harsh on women. It is equivalent to having an affair with a foreign man and ruining his whole life.

Yan MuQing doesn't want his little wife to have this illusion. He's not a poor family, but his little wife is really a rich woman. He's a high achiever.

When reading the script, Yue ziyue didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but listening to Yan MuQing's words, the whole person was not good.

Why should the end of a rich woman be so miserable?

It seems that the fate of Cui Yingying in the romance of the Western chamber is not very good, that is, Cui Yingying's own father, who ends up sad but not happy.

What she's chasing these days is this? Yue ziyue figured it out, and instantly disliked the script on her opponent. She just wanted to change the ending of the romance of the Western chamber.

Yan MuQing pulls his little wife angry, mouth hook, a pair of eyes with a smile, almost will be angry in her, to flash eyes.

His eyes are so confusing!

Yue ziyue's face was red and hot. She felt that her heart was beating too fast. She kept a smiling face and said, "don't you still have business to deal with? What are you doing here? "

The sound of Weng Sheng Weng Qi is very joyful in Yan MuQing's ears.

Little girl, are you shy? "Lord Qiu has allowed me to take a three-day holiday for my husband. Now I want to have a good rest and stay at home. How can I waste my good time on business?"

Do you have a holiday to enjoy? How sorry for your kindness.

Although Yan MuQing wants to cultivate her feelings with her little wife, but she doesn't cooperate with her, which is a little too bad!

"Yue'er, don't rush to clean up these notebooks. If you leave them here, they can help you to pass the time. You can just read a joke."

Looking at the little wife's eagerness to get rid of the script, Yan MuQing thinks that the script is actually a book, and it's not very good to burn it.

The action on Yue ziyue's hand, thought about it, piled the script aside.

Duck eggs are rare in Beijing. Is there any duck egg stuffing? "Let's get some."

Yue ziyue whispered in Yan MuQing's ear. She was afraid that if her voice became loud, others would think that they were bumpkins from the countryside. She had never seen the world before.

Yan MuQing was a little bit embarrassed by his little wife's careful behavior. He quickly took the silver and bought ten pieces. What if the salted duck egg moon cake was better?

Carrying a small bag all the way, Yue ziyue saw that there were fewer people around, so she took out the moon cake in a small oil paper bag and broke it in half.

"Here, let's try it first." The moon cake is not very big. It's the size of a duck's egg. If you break it off, it's even smaller.

Eating in the street, inevitably some indecent, she directly broke the other half into Yan MuQing's mouth, did not give Yan MuQing the opportunity to refuse.

For Yan MuQing, the upbringing of his aristocratic family collapsed in an instant, even though he had lost his upbringing for some time when he was a child.

But I can't stand it. He picked it up? He is still the new champion, still has a good demeanor.

No. 1 scholar Lang, who thinks he is as elegant as no one else, is blocked up by a salted duck egg moon cake. Yan MuQing thinks that his demeanor can be lost.

Half a piece of moon cake is not big, but it's all stuffed into the mouth. It's hard to chew. Not to mention, the mouth is full of shame, OK?

Yan MuQing hardly chewed, and swallowed the moon cake directly.

In contrast to Yan MuQing's embarrassment, Yue ziyue, the creator of the terracotta warriors, ate moon cakes, and she looked more like a lady. She ate half a piece of moon cakes bit by bit for a long timeThe salted duck egg yolk like fine sand, with the unique flavor of lotus seed paste, is delicious for Yue ziyue who ate it for the first time.

Small mouthful, not long after, the moon cake was eaten.

"When we wait for the Mid Autumn Festival, we can buy more moon cakes with salted duck eggs and lotus seed paste instead of Wuren moon cakes and pineapple moon cakes. Those two are too bad to eat

Quite some of Yue ziyue, looking at Yan MuQing, staring at himself, "what's the matter, you haven't had enough?"

"I think this moon cake is not only bad, but also very choking. We don't need to buy it for Mid Autumn Festival!" Yan MuQing smelled a face, and he wanted to throw the moon cake in his hand.

Yue ziyue felt that Yan MuQing was baffled and rolled her eyes and put the moon cake in her hand.

"It's a matter of the inner house to prepare for the Mid Autumn Festival. Our wife is the master of the inner house of the Chu family. Since the Chu adults don't like moon cakes, it's just a matter of saving time."

Two people hiding in the corner whispering, in this busy street, it has become a unique landscape.

Yan MuQing complains that the little wife doesn't care about herself. She holds her by her side and decides to be generous. Anyway, the little wife doesn't mean it.

He's making excuses for his little wife, and he's making a step for himself.

In the exchange market, besides takeout, food and gadgets, there are many jugglers. They are noisy and lively.

They stood in front of and behind a bookstall, where many people were interested in watching the scholar's slow painting.

Two people feel strange, also follow to join in the fun, carefully watching, just think the scholar has a good Danqing.

Although the lights on the street are not particularly bright, the painting paper and ink chosen by the scholar are very bright, which outlines the scenery on the street with artistic conception.