Dawei Fanghua

The Wang family seems to be singing and dancing every day, and the other courtyards in the mansion are fine. The main one is the large courtyard on the front side, where dozens of kabuki dancers live, and they keep practicing when they are not performing.Maybe someone doesn't train diligently every day, but there are so many people. When she doesn't practice, others will practice.

Xuanji's room is located inside, a small courtyard surrounded by surrounding houses.It takes a while to walk along the corridor, but there is no high wall separating the courtyard from the front. The distance can only reduce the sound a little. To isolate the noise, a wall is needed.She knew it when she was in Lingjun's courtyard, where she couldn't hear any outside sounds.

Night has gradually fallen, and the singing and strings in the courtyard can still be faintly heard.Wang Xuanji was a little upset.

She sat in the antique room for a while, completely unable to calm down and read articles and other texts.In fact, this place has always been like this, not very quiet all day long, but she remembers that she used to be able to read poems in the evening; but now she feels that those poems are very boring, and the closer to the festival, the more she can't calm down.

Wang Xuanji simply lay down on the couch and lowered the curtain.She lay on her back for a while, then quickly turned over to lie on her side. The material on the back of her clothes suddenly felt tighter, as if something was pulling from the front.

She actually understood in her heart why she became more impetuous than before.Because I had nothing on my mind before, I could concentrate on doing many slow-acting and difficult things, such as practicing calligraphy, or even studying boring scriptures and the theories of various schools of thought.Now that we have more direct and intense concerns, how can we easily calm down and do those things?What's more, the noise of Sizhu music was disturbing her.

Wang Xuanji's self-cultivation skills don't seem to work anymore, which is the kind of skill that can control her heart and "empty her mind".

After entering the "Mind Empty Technique", he became the ghost he is now.I have no interest in anything, even eating doesn't feel good, it feels dull and annoying.

But if you don't restrain yourself, you will feel impatient and want to watch the time move a little bit every day, and the whole day will become very long.

do not care.Wang Xuanji began to recall unscrupulously, recalling every word he said, his actions, and his eyes.Gradually, she even began to dwell on the unspeakable details.His slightly calloused palms, his smell, every piece of strong flesh on his arms, the hairs on his skin, the subtle light goatee.As well as her own unexpected feelings that were changing every moment, she didn't know how her body would feel or what would happen next with every snap of her fingers.

He has obviously made up his mind not to think about that kind of thing anymore.Wang Xuanji wanted to slap herself.

At this time, the area around her throat and her satin-like smooth and snow-white skin moved. She closed her red lips tightly, swallowed her saliva, and turned over again, as if she could not find a comfortable sleeping position.

In the dim curtain of the oil lamp, Wang Xuanji crossed her legs together, but still tossed and turned.She buried her head in the quilt and was in a terrible mood. She scratched the fabric of the quilt with her hands and stared at the cushion with her feet to relieve her irritation.The cushions, mats and bedding on the couch were in a mess, and the pillows fell to the floor.Wang Xuanji secretly rejoiced that she was only in the bedroom, otherwise if others saw her in such a ghostly state, they might think that she suddenly went crazy.

After a long time, she calmed down. Maybe she was tired from messing around on the couch and fell asleep.

Go to bed early and wake up early.Wang Xuanji actually wanted to sleep until noon, but she couldn't fall asleep so early in the morning, so she had to get up to wash and dress up, but her head hurt a little.

In the morning, she went to the kitchen in the courtyard to help. Sometimes doing simple things made time pass faster.There was a middle-aged woman making soy milk next to the stone mill.Wang Xuanji couldn't help but look at it for a while.

The woman has mixed the beans and water and ground them, and is filtering out the bean dregs with a linen bag.The latitude and longitude holes of the linen bag were extremely small. The woman pressed the bag hard, but only a little bit of the soy milk inside could be squeezed out.

Wang Xuanji felt very uncomfortable. She seemed to feel the scene last night in a trance, and she felt very unhappy in her heart.She really wanted to take an awl and poke a big hole in the sack so that the soy milk could be poured out directly, so as not to save the woman from having to squeeze through it repeatedly and causing panic.Of course Wang Xuanji didn't do that, she just imagined it.

She was lost for a while, but still secretly made up her mind: He seems to only feel guilty, but he also likes my body, and I am just thinking about other things?When we meet on the Double Ninth Festival this time, we must not do anything that makes people look down upon.

… Ninety-nine returns to true nature, the One Yuan begins, and the Double Ninth Festival is here.After Qin Liang offered sacrifices at home, he took Wang Lingjun to his father-in-law's temple to offer sacrifices.

The Wang family's ancestral temple was much more luxurious, with a dedicated courtyard dedicated to the gods.A group of people, neatly dressed, came inside one after another to burn incense and worship.Qin Liang got off the carriage and quietly placed a cloth bag under the wooden board he was sitting on, preparing to come back to pick it up later.

Because now I have to go to the Wang family's temple to worship, I can't bring the jewelry, jade and agarwood beads given by the Lu family, otherwise it would be really disrespectful.Maybe there are no ghosts and gods in the world, but Qin Liang's habit is to stay away from them and not deliberately blaspheme.

Today he only brought the jewelry given by Lu, but not the sesame oil.It was like having dinner at home that night. There was no need for sesame oil. There was oil soup in the stew bowl in front of the table. Just dip it in.

Qin Liang also remembered the vegetable meatballs he had eaten that night. At that time, he also thought the color was a bit like agarwood.Sometimes people are like this, inexplicably recalling the minutiae of some trivial matters in life. Qin Liang remembered that he accidentally put his thumb into the bowl at the back.He brought this thing with him, but he didn't actually have to use it.Just in case the same thing happens last time, so as to reduce the risk.The right way is that if there is no long-term concern, there will be immediate concern.

As usual, Wang Lingjun was taken away by her mother as soon as she arrived at Wang's house.Mrs. Xue does love her daughter very much.

Qin Liang first went to the courtyard where the temple was located, planning to go through the rituals of worship and finish work early.He took a deep breath, allowing himself to have a somewhat solemn attitude.

He walked into the temple gate with a serious expression, and unexpectedly saw Wang Xuanji next to Bai.Wang Xuanji was wearing a deep black robe. The robe was quite loose and could barely cover her body curves. However, when she was kneeling on the mat and bowing her head, part of the fabric was close to her body.Qin Liang looked from behind her at the door and suddenly felt his head buzzing.

I haven't seen Wang Xuanji for a while, and Qin Liang was really unprepared when he suddenly bumped into her in this place.

Her satin-like skin is delicate and smooth, and very white and shiny. The dull color of black cannot suppress the vivid color at all, and only serves as a contrast.Her presence here adds vitality to this lifeless temple filled with incense.

Qin Liang quickly calmed down and didn't want to have random thoughts in the temple.He also stepped forward to pay his respects, appearing quite calm, and did not make any obvious movements to look at Wang Xuanji, only looking at her from the corner of his eye.

Her dress is relatively plain, without bright decorations.Her appearance is still gorgeous, because her skin, hair, lips are very bright in color, and she has a pair of charming eyes, but she does not apply makeup.After all, they are here to offer sacrifices. Although Wang Xuanji is not as polite as Wang Lingjun, she still abides by the rules.

Wang Xuanji didn't even look at Qin Liang, but during the hurried meeting, she was probably looking at him secretly, but she didn't want to be too obvious.No matter how similar she pretended to be to someone who had had a close relationship, Qin Liang felt that it was unlikely that she would ignore him.

After offering sacrifices to the ancestral temple, Qin Liang put the jewelry given by Lu back into his arms.Wang Gongyuan called him and went to climb a height outside the city to pray for blessings.

It was another fulfilling and torturous day. My father-in-law was so kind and gracious. He seemed to like Qin Liang very much, and Qin Liang was not disappointed.After returning to the city to take a shower and change clothes, Wang Gongyuan sent someone to invite him to a dinner party.

When Qin Liang walked into the front hall gatehouse, he saw Wang Xuanji walking towards him in the corridor again.He once wondered if Wang Xuanji had chosen the right time and was waiting for him to come in somewhere nearby?Because this is the second time we meet here.

Wang Xuanji's face was smeared with rouge and gouache, and her eyebrows were drawn a little longer. Although she was still wearing black dark clothes, Qin Liang found that it was not the same one in the morning.The current dark coat has a red embroidery pattern on the collar, and it fits better than the one in the morning, and the lines of the body contours can't be hidden even more.

The two of them bowed to each other, and Qin Liang immediately said in a deep voice: "Tomorrow morning, I will come back from the government. There are things in my heart that I have always wanted to tell my aunt clearly, but I have not had the chance for a long time recently."

Wang Xuanji looked at him with phoenix eyes and looked unhappy: "Is there anything you have to say that you can't say now?"

Qin Liang's expression was a little awkward, so he had to say: "There are so many people inside and outside the front hall, let's talk more here. Actually, it's nothing important. I'll see you at the dinner later."

Wang Xuanji frowned and said, "Is there anything important between us?"

Qin Liang was speechless and a little depressed at the moment. Wang Xuanji was clearly thinking about herself last time and said she didn't want to see him feel guilty and uncomfortable.

At this time, Wang Xuanji passed by him, and Qin Liang finally couldn't help but turn around and asked, "Did I do something wrong?"

Wang Xuanji didn't look back, she just stood for a moment and said in a deep voice, "I told Zhong Ming last time that it was the last time. We can't do that again. Didn't you take my words seriously? Do you really think of me?" Who are you?"

Qin Liang said: "I really just want to say something this time. I won't lie to you. I can't just ignore you. It's better to make some things clear."

The two of them said no more and left in opposite directions.Later, Wang Xuanji will also come to the front hall for the family dinner. Now she goes out to the door and doesn't know what to do.