"My father did not have an only daughter until he was middle-aged. He pampered me very much and raised me in an unruly manner, which made His Highness laugh." Didn't you just want to say that I went to a brothel? I went to a brothel, and
Isn't it worth your obsession to be a prostitute? I'll admit it myself first, and you don't need to say more. If you didn't go to a brothel, how could you meet me at the door?
"I think Miss Man has a very good character. Although she is not a member of the Jianghu family, she is more free and easy-going than the Jianghu children." Shan Boyuan is probably a sick man himself. His poor health makes him appear to be weak in temperament, and his personality is complementary.
I really like stronger women.
Man Miao maliciously thought, she probably has a masochistic constitution, if you find a queen to **** you, you will be so happy.
In my mind, I couldn't help but imagine the image of a hot masked queen wearing a tight leather jacket, whipping Shan Boyuan with a whip, and I suddenly felt like the atmosphere of a Japanese love action movie.
With this interruption, her anger was extinguished a lot.
When he looked up and saw Shan Boyuan, he immediately thought of Jiang Shang, who had a similar image to him.
Following Shan Boyuan's words, he sighed and said helplessly, "What's the use of being free and easy? A woman's greatest weapon is tears."
An Yingying is like this, and Chu Xiner is like this too.
Her nominal husband and potential boyfriend were all defeated by the woman's tears.
A common plot in TV series is that when the male protagonist faces a choice between a weak heroine and a strong female supporting character, the man will succumb to the weak heroine.
The reason is: she can't live without me, but you can live well without me.
When Manmiao first watched it, she thought it was fucked up. Now that she has met it, she wants to scold her even more.
The delicate and pitiful heroine deserves to be loved, but does the tomboyish supporting female character deserve to be abandoned and hurt?
Thinking about myself, I feel really pitiful and pathetic. After all, I am in a book with a modern background, and I can win a new respect for the male protagonist and male counterpart. Maybe some people will like it.
In a book with a standard ancient background, the requirements for women are three obediences and four virtues, and women should be disciplined and so on. You, a female man, are you looking for death if you read this book?
The only option is to become a female bandit leader on the mountain, and grab any man she likes to be her husband.
It's a pity that what she was wearing was that of a lady, and it couldn't be carried by the shoulders or hands. If she hadn't insisted on exercising, she would have died several times. She would have stopped thinking about becoming a mountain king. There was still some possibility of becoming a dog-headed military counselor.
She originally thought that someone with her personality would like her, but after going round and round, she discovered that whether it was Hua Feng, Jiang Shang, or even Lan Ting, when they met a tomboy for the first time, they would treat a tomboy type of woman.
Expressing surprise, he would have a curious relationship for a while, but in the end he chose the delicate heroine type.
After understanding this, Manmei didn't want to cry anymore.
Why are you crying?
I am a female man. I can change purified water by myself, repair light bulbs by myself, play games by myself, and reinstall computers by myself. Even my boyfriend has never cared about me, nor has he tried to change me.
Why am I here, living so contrary to my own heart?
Living like this is just living.
This is not the life I earned by enduring humiliation and hardship in Washington, going through untold hardships, and even risking my life.
I don’t need a man who needs my tears to keep him!
Shan Boyuan didn't know what he was thinking. He had it all figured out in Man Miao's mind, and then he spoke quietly, "I have seen too many women's tears. Crying is not necessarily because of pain. If it is really hurt to the extreme
, I can’t cry.”
She stretched out her hand to tuck the broken hair on her forehead behind her ears, wrapped her fingertips around her silky long hair, turned her head and smiled appropriately, "Your Highness is also a person with stories." I swallowed the second half of the words, but I didn't want to.
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Shan Boyuan didn't have much conversation with her, Manmei didn't want to talk, and Shan Boyuan was also thinking about his own thoughts.
Manmiao and Shan Bo didn't talk much. She sat in the car boredly. The carriage was very big, comparable to a large RV. There were four windows alone, all covered with bamboo curtains.
Shan Boyuan was in the car, and Manmei couldn't open the curtains directly. Fortunately, the red sleeves were very eye-catching. He walked to Manmei, rolled up the bamboo curtain next to her, and took a goldfish window hook and hung it on the car window.
, there is only a thin blue embroidered curtain left on the window. There are some small golden ornaments at the bottom of the curtain to hold the curtain down. On both sides of the curtain is a row of bright yellow beads, which also has the effect of holding down the curtain. The design is very
It's exquisite.
She looked out the window through the light gauze. The scenery in midsummer had always been like that. There were constant shades of trees along the way, and cicadas were chirping everywhere. Manmei estimated that she would not like the chirping of cicadas too much in the future. After all, the chirping of cicadas brought so much to her.
The memories are not pleasant.
The carriage bumped, and from time to time there would be waves of naughty breeze rushing into the carriage, bringing a bit of coolness to the carriage.
The carriage is a bit stuffy in summer, but the ventilation in this carriage is considered good. The four bamboo curtains are rolled up to ensure air circulation. Also, you are always walking under the shade of trees, so it doesn't turn into an oven.
If it were an ordinary family, they would probably bring some ice in the carriage, but with the delicate body of His Highness Dan Liu in the carriage, how could he use such a heaven-defying thing as ice?
Hot spot, just think of it as going to the sauna and taking care of your skin.
In this book, Manmiao doesn't like to apply makeup or powder. The ancient cosmetics are all natural, and the skin care is excellent, making her fair and rosy. On the contrary, she doesn't like to add a lot of too pale makeup to her face, and she doesn't want to make up like a Japanese geisha.
Her face is so pink that it can be used to arrange flowers. When she smiles, the powder falls off. How scary does it look?
There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, and some broken hair stuck to her forehead. Hong Xiu was too busy taking care of Shan Bo, so Zi Hao took a fan to fan her. She even said no, but Zi Haan
With a smile on her face, her hands never stopped, "I'm hot too, please take pity on me, Miss."
Looking at the cute smile on Zi Hairan's face, she suddenly realized that the maids around Shan Boyuan seemed to be lively and not so delicate beauties. Shan Boyuan was probably too bored. People who are seriously ill are generally bored.
, if you like a noisy personality, come and liven up the atmosphere.
The mountain for the temple this time was not high, that is, it was a little higher than the flat ground. There was no need to walk on the rugged mountain road. The carriage went very quickly and arrived at the Jiang family's residence in less than an hour.
Seeing that the scenery was getting more and more familiar, when she was about to approach the Jiang Family Courtyard, Manmei suddenly didn't want to go in.
She is the kind of person who is straightforward and doesn't want to force herself on things she doesn't want to do.
There was a somewhat hesitant and tangled expression on Manmiao's face. Although she soon discovered that she had covered up the past, Shan Boyuan was actually a man who got out of the human spirit. He had been paying attention to Manmiao, and he soon discovered that Manmiao
He didn’t say anything about his little idea, but suggested with a smile, “The weather is still very good, Laizhou is offshore, how about we go for a walk on the beach?”
In the past, Manmei would never have answered such a question, but it was different now. She nodded in agreement almost without hesitation.
The beach Shan Boyuan took her to was not a place with many tourists, but a beach where some fishermen were fishing in boats.
Looking at the small fishing boats, the dark-skinned fishermen wearing bamboo hats, some people saw the group of them in rich clothes approaching, and they all avoided them one after another.
The sharp sea breeze seemed very refreshing in the summer. After being suffocated in the carriage for so long, Manmei could finally take a breather.
She was sitting relaxedly and casually on the rocks on the beach in summer. Zihan wanted to lay a brocade mat for her but she refused. Going to the beach just wanted a casual atmosphere, and it was boring to make it look like the emperor was traveling.
She randomly found a dry-looking shady rock to sit on. There happened to be several tall rocks standing there. She sat in the shade and couldn't get the afternoon sun. If Shan Bo hadn't been far away, she would have
I took off my shoes and soaked my feet in the sea water.
Shan Boyuan didn't know whether he couldn't stand the sea breeze, or he was kind-hearted and wanted to give her some personal space. Anyway, she was so far away that she could only see a blurry figure, and the guards built a pergola for him.
, and moved the deck chair from the car so that he could enjoy the sea view away from the sea.
Anyway, there was no interference between the two. Seeing that there was no one around, Manmeo took off her embroidered shoes and placed them on the rocks. She soaked her feet in the cold sea water. With the soaking in the sea water, the summer heat was not so hot.
Looking at the vast and boundless sea, listening to the regular rise and fall of the tide, and the sound of fishermen's trumpets and rough singing coming from the distance, I felt that my heart had calmed down.
The cool breeze hit her face, and her hair was blown away. She didn't care about the image, so she simply pulled out the hairpin and placed it on the rock. She spread her long black and smooth hair and let the sea breeze blow it into various shapes.
She really doesn't want to think about too many things now and just wants to be alone.
There were waves rushing towards her legs, and most of her skirt was wet. She didn't care, but stretched out her hands to catch the naughty waves.
As soon as her hand touched the water, she frowned in pain.
There was salt in the sea water, so several of her nails were chipped, and the wounds were stained with sea water, causing burning pain.
She stared at her hands blankly. There were some black stains on her hands. Because they were stained with water, the black water flowed all over her hands and dripped down her fingers into the sea.
Since dirty water has been spilled on your hands, it is better to wash them with sea water. It will hurt a little, and treat it as sea water disinfection.
Just as he was about to put his hand into the sea water to wash it, he heard a voice stopping him from behind, "Miss, please don't reach out, the sea water will touch the wound, it will hurt terribly."
Manmei turned her head, and Hong Xiu had already held a small silver basin behind her. Seeing that her hands were already stained with sea water, she didn't care that her feet had stepped into the sea water. She quickly placed the basin on the rock and took it with her hand.
I soaked it in the water and washed it carefully, "Why doesn't Miss take care of herself so much? The sea water is rough, how can Miss's skin bear it?"
