The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

Mo Yu Hou, I did not expect this answer: "A dog?"

"Yeah, I was raised in my childhood and I have been raised for four years." Jiman finished his clothes and sat up, his eyes had recovered to Qingming: "I like the dog, but unfortunately he ran with a bitch."

Ning Yuxuan raised his eyebrows: "A dog is worth your crying? Still dreaming of calling a name?"

And the name is too much like a person.

Jiman looked seriously and nodded: "Growing for four years, even if I finally know that it is not worth it, I should cry for the silly and stupid things in the past, crying, and I am not looking forward to it."

Ning Yuxuan leaned on one side and looked at her face deeply: "Nie Sang, are you stupid?"

Jiman looked up and smiled: "Hou Ye has the ability to find out a person named Xu Xi to come out and see if he and Mulberry have any concerns. You can't cry with your dreams. You must set Is the mulberry seven out of the bar?"

Mo Yu Hou licked his lips and sneered. This woman is really bold, I think he can't help her without evidence.

... Although this situation is really not what she is.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Yuxuan felt that she was still away from her, lest she should always be angry.

So in the evening, he slept in the room next to Jiman, and Jiman pulled Ning Errong to prepare for a thought class.

"Rong Rong..." Jiman speaks with a heart.

Ning Errong had a chill and pulled his hand back from her hand: "What do you want to say, say directly."

Jiman glanced at her with a grudge: "When are you going to eat, how are you? I want to tell you what to do for the woman and to deal with the precautions of men and mother-in-law."

“Well?” Ning Errong was interested. He quickly poured a cup of tea into Jiman’s hand: “You said you said.”

Jiman spread a piece of rice paper and painted three circles on it. One is authentic: "From the time you marry, you have to live in a tripod, one is your own, one is your mother-in-law, and one is you. Xiang Gong."

Errong nodded, with some daughters' shyness on his face.

"First of all, for you to be fair, you can't follow too much. Although it is said that you are married to a husband, you have to listen to him in big things, but in small things, you must have your own opinions, be generous and decent, and appropriately reject each other. Seeking joy. No matter how good the meat is to send to his mouth, the man does not know how to cherish it, understand? This is the desire to swear."

Timman made a wavy line between the two circles, indicating that he and his wife.

Errong was blushing and screamed for two voices, but hesitated and nodded.

Jiman smiled and said: "If you have a mother-in-law at home, you have to work hard to manage it. Do you know why Wen Yan can't be loved by the old lady?"

"Because she is not the wife of the old lady." Er Rong said.

"This is one of them, and the reason is that she has made too many taboos."

Jiman helped the glasses that did not exist on the nose, and the back was straight and said: "Hou Ye is the old lady who has a hard time to raise the big. If you want to do a good wife in Houfu, you can't let the old lady think that you are robbing him with him. You must be better than the old lady, and you must not be intimate in front of the old lady. The woman’s heart is regardless of age, especially the mother’s friendship with her son. The old lady thinks that you love is strong and has abandoned her, so don’t think about the days of the daughter-in-law."

Errong suddenly realized: "It turned out to be the case, but Wen Hao also has a good place to do. The old lady is not deliberately trying to marry her?"

"The martyrdom is because she has been jealous in front of her. Since she has already swallowed her voice, why not bear it for a while? It is impossible to argue with the elders who is right and who is wrong. It will not be beneficial to win." If you really love Hou Ye, you should treat your old lady as a mother, and then you should repay it. It is difficult to endure it."

Errong started his chin and began to think about the wife of Nie. It is said that he is not a good master. She learns a lot.

"There is also a very important point, that is, you must let your mother-in-law think that you are very good to her son. This is the essence." Ji Mandao: "Sang... I have done very well before, except for some big things to be noisy. Every day, Hou Hou is sent soup to send water. Every season's clothes are embroidered by my own hands, even if Hou Ye does not appreciate it. But I am so good that he does not appreciate, the old lady only pampered me, understand?"

Errong’s eyes brightened and nodded hard: “Understood!”

Suddenly said: "Can you write it down to me?"

Jiman shook his head: "This kind of thing needs to be a god, and it is a curse to write it down. You can ponder it."

"Good." Errong reached out and took the rice paper on the table, and began to remember what Jiman had just said.

Jiman sat on the side and stayed for a while, finally saying: "Rong Rong, when you go back, help me apologize for your brother."

"Ah?" Ning Errong looked at her with a big eye: "You also smashed my brother's slap in the face?"

Jiman coughed: "No, he took a mask today. I looked at it more. He seemed to be angry."

"..."

Ning Errong opened his mouth and the whole person did not move.

Jiman reached out and poked her: "Don't be so nervous, your brother is not a big niece, can't you show it?"

"No..." Ning Errong slowly closed his chin, and his expression returned to calmness: "My brother didn't need a mask when he was a child. After he stood up, whether he was attending a banquet or going to the streets, he was always staring at him. He felt annoyed. I made a mask and put it on. I haven't taken it for a long time."

Jiman nodded, the man looks too beautiful, it is really not a good thing, fortunately, the status is high, or I don't know which one to sell.

"But it won't be angry if you look at it more." Ning Errong curiously said: "I will wait to ask him what is going on?"

"Okay, after all, it is relatives, can not miss the best." Jiman nodded.

So the little county owner was loaded with the knowledge of the woman back to the room tonight, passing through the house of Ning Mingjie, and reached out and knocked on his door.

Ning Mingjie's face is still not very good looking, the mask can not stop. Ning Errong smiled and said: "Brother, Mulberry let me say sorry to you, you look so good, she looked at it more, not intentional."

Silently looking at his sister in front of him for a long time, he only raised his mouth and said: "Know it."

"Then I will go back first." Ning Errong holding Xuan paper, happily returned to the room.

The rivers are ups and downs, and the evening winds are slow. The two ships are not planning to dock at night, so they find a smooth river all the way down the south. Ning Mingjie stood in the door of the room for a long time, feeling a little pain.

He has always been inexplicably dreaming of Wen Hao in these two days, I don’t know why. But he didn't have any thoughts about her, but it was Nie Sangyu who could see it every day...

There is always a voice to remind him, what is wrong, people are wrong, and he is a bit violent.

What is right and what is wrong? He has always acted according to his heart. Who can decide his right or wrong?

With a cold cry, Ning Mingjie went to the sound of his mind, closed the door and went to sleep.

The next day, the two boats arrived in a quaint town, the walls were all yellow and condensed, and they looked very poor. When the ship was docked, there was a palace lady who would inform everyone, and put on the most plain clothes that they brought, calling the emperor a lord, and the nobles as a wife, to live in this quaint town for a few days.

Jiman thinks that the emperor's hobbies are also very wide, enough to eat the big fish and meat along the way, but also know how to change the taste.

"Master, how is this?" Licorice took a white dress, the simple style, should be worn by the people, but the material is better than the coarse cloth.

"Yeah." Jiman nodded, licorice and wick helped her to change clothes, combed the bun of a woman, only wearing a raft.

After dressing up, the licorice and the wick have not spoken for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Jiman looked at their weird eyes: "Is it strange?"

The wick is open: "Master, do you want to wear a veil?"

I said that it is an ordinary dress, wearing a veil is not awkward, right? Jiman turned to look at the mirror.

The young woman in the mirror looks beautiful, but she is dressed in a simple and unpretentious manner. One face does not apply fat powder, but the lips are red and bright. Between the beautiful eyes and the eyes, Jean Mann remembers Pan Jinlian.

It is not that Pan Jinlian's virtue, but that the beauty is hidden under the plain, but it is more like to let people peel off her simplicity, so love it. Academically speaking, it is the beauty of abstinence.

Jiman’s mouth was pumped, and Nie Sang’s face was really a bit of a disaster. I didn’t see it too much before, it seems to be more and more beautiful.

Taking the veil to compare, Ji Man squinted: "Still down and follow, wearing a veil is even more important."

Both of them are awkward in their hearts. When they wear gorgeous clothes, everyone is gorgeous, and the beauty of the master is not beautiful. However, once you change the plain clothes and remove the fat powder, it is inevitable that you will be attracted to the wind in this group of emperors.

The outside voice came to the impatient voice of Mo Yuhou: "Hello, are you?"

"Okay." Jiman sighed and opened the door with a skirt.

The person at the door looked up at her. Jiman smiled slightly and returned to him with a wink: "Hou, is it good-looking?"

Ning Yuxuan had some disappointments, and turned his eyes slightly: "too much publicity."

“Well?” Jiman looked down at his aunt’s skirt, and then touched the raft on his head: “Where is it publicized?”

"Face." Ning Yuxuan crossed her into the room, looking for her face towel and reaching for her.

Zeman blinked innocently, and a pair of phoenix eyes sparkled. The lower half of the face is equal to no cover, but it is more ostentatious.

Mo Yuhou fixedly looked at her for a long while, and reluctantly pulled the veil: "Go, follow me."

"Yes." Coincidentally, Timman dropped his hand and disembarked behind him.

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Broke the net, late for a while, two more 2 o'clock, full class in the afternoon, so three more 8:4 and 10 o'clock, understand qaq thank you all

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