Mingruo was a little embarrassed to be praised by Si Haochen. After all, he didn't write the poem himself: "Ahem, just say that my handwriting is good."
"The poems are also very good. They were all amazed by the poems." Si Haochen took Mingruo's hand and walked upstairs.
"Tianshi? Can you catch monsters?" Mingruo deliberately interrupted.
"Haha." Si Haochen took Mingruo to the second floor of the library. There was a teahouse here and an ice mirror. It was a good place to hide and relax.
Si Haochen sat down at the teahouse and started making tea. The two talked and laughed, and time passed quickly.
Qiu Shui came upstairs to invite you: "Sir, young madam, the banquet is about to start, we should go over."
"Okay." Ming Ruo straightened her clothes.
"Bring the comb." Si Haochen stretched out his slender hand in front of Mingruo.
Mingruo took out a sandalwood comb from his 'sleeve pocket', Si Haochen took it and tied up his wife's slightly loose hair at the temples.
Ming Ruo stood on tiptoes and gave Si Haochen a 'pop' on the cheek: "Thank you, husband."
Si Haochen tilted his head and tapped the other cheek. Mingruo didn't hesitate to kiss her and give her a 'pop' on the other side.
"Naughty!" Si Haochen pecked her cherry-colored lips, "Every time I kiss, I find the wrong place..."
"Huh!" Mingruo raised her arrogant little chin, "Are you so disgusted? Then there won't even be this kind of 'disorienting' kiss from now on!"
"I don't have to choose a husband." Si Haochen put his handsome face in front of Mingruo with a 360-degree view, "Madam, please do whatever you want, I can be your husband."
"Stop making trouble, it's not good for us to go too late." Mingruo pulled Si Haochen downstairs. Her husband looked too bad. A slight 'tick' made his old heart pound. Is that okay?
Mingruo and Si Haochen walked hand in hand to the veranda connecting the front and backyard. The banquet hall for the male guests was in the front yard, and the banquet hall for the female guests was in the backyard. The two of them should separate here.
After all, this place was closer to the banquet hall where the female guests were. Mingruo said to Si Haochen, "Go ahead. I'll turn around and be there."
"I'll take you there." Si Haochen didn't let go of Mingruo's hand and led her towards the backyard.
As soon as the two of them turned the corner, they bumped into someone. Si Haochen stretched out his palm to block the situation and pulled Mingruo to the side.
When Beigong Zenan hit the wall, he was still a little confused. Is the wife of that fool married looking so soft and weak, so strong?
"Sister-in-law...sister-in-law, eldest brother..." Beigong Zenan took a closer look and found that not only the little beauty was there, but also the big fool!
"Yeah." Si Haochen glanced at the disciple and said coldly, "Today at the banquet in the mansion, you were so reckless. Not only did you bump into the guests, but you also broke the wall. You are also a member of the Tobeigong family.
Face!"
"That's what the eldest brother taught me." My grandmother didn't want to see their third wife, and 'Beigong Langyue' was the eldest grandson of the eldest brother.
The aristocratic family attaches great importance to concubines, elders and children. When his eldest brother lectured him, Beigong Zenan could only bow his head and listen.
"Go wherever you need to go. If you want to go here, just pull over and say it in front of you." Si Haochen moved the person to the side and led his wife forward.
Beigong Zenan looked at the backs of the two people leaving and felt a little "magical" - Beigong Langyue's body was only two taels more fleshy than a bamboo pole, how could he be pulling himself like a child? He was so helpless
Is it too weak to help...
Just as Kitamiya Zenan was about to leave, he suddenly felt a heaviness in his chest and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Beigong Zenan didn't believe that the blood was spit out by himself. He wiped his mouth randomly with his hand and saw that his palm was stained with bright red blood...
He could not have imagined that his collision with the little beauty and being pushed by Si Haochen would have such serious consequences. He thought he was suffering from some serious illness, rolled his eyes, and fainted. (Si Haochen: I am the king.
A gentle push, no force at all, he is trying to hit the target...)
After walking some distance, Ming Ruocai asked softly: "Have you seen him before?"
"Yeah." Si Haochen nodded.
"Tsk tsk..." Mingruo shook his head, "Looking at it coldly, the descendants of the Beigong family are not very good, but the 'young master Beigong' is more pleasing to the eye. At least he is innocent and cute."
"Huh?" Si Haochen raised his eyebrows slightly, "Tell me, he...is...cute..."
"Ahem, it's not the 'cute' thing you thought it was." Mingruo rubbed her forehead. This big vinegar jar that could tip over at any time was really catching people off guard.
"What kind is that?" Si Haochen asked reluctantly.
"Just like Dabai." Mingruo spread his hands.
"Humph!" Si Haochen leaned over, "What about me?"
"You are not cute at all..." Mingruo saw that Si Haochen showed signs of 'domestic violence' and quickly added, "My husband is a 'tsundere and cute'!"
"What is 'arrogant and cute'?" Si Haochen frowned slightly.
"Just like Mr. Bai." Ming Ruo made a face at Si Haochen, turned around and ran into the banquet hall.
Si Haochen stood there, thinking about 'Dabai' and then 'Xiaobai'. Xiaobai is definitely much more useful than Dabai, just like Xiaobai...
When Mingruo came to the banquet hall, Mrs. Beigong waved to her: "Yaohua, come to grandma."
"Grandma." Mingruo walked to Mrs. Beigong's side.
Mrs. Beigong pulled her to sit next to her: "You can sit here with grandma."
"Okay." Mingruo nodded obediently.
"Young madam is really talented." A lady sitting at the table with Mrs. Beigong praised her.
The poem written by Ming Ruo is so amazing that it has been circulated among the guests. Just one sentence, "Peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze", expresses the idea that things in the world are impermanent, things are different, and people are different.
"Madam, I'm so complimentary. I was just writing and playing with my little sisters." Ming Ruo behaved very modestly and politely.
Over at the men's banquet hall, Mr. Beigong is too lazy to socialize with others, so he won't come.
But the news that the 'Beigong Young Master' had the advantage to win the first place in the series reached his ears immediately.
Coupled sentences are different from writing poems. Accumulation alone is not enough. You also need to be quick-thinking to keep up.
Old Master Beigong is very satisfied with his 'eldest grandson's brain. It seems that besides reading, he can also teach him something else.
Although the lunch was sumptuous, these people were not serious cooks.
If the food is not delicious, I will dig holes for others and hide from the holes others dug for myself. I won't be tired of going back and forth.
Mingruo didn't know the taste of the food he ate, and just wanted to go back to Qingqiuyuan to put on the dog leash.
After so many years, Mr. Beigong rarely felt proud and proud, and his tail almost reached the sky.
Si Haochen really didn't see it, so he pretended to be drunk and asked Xia Sheng to help him back to the yard. Of course, he couldn't forget to 'get' his wife back as well.
'Mrs. Beigong' soon received the news that her husband was drunk, and at the urging of the old lady, she went back to take care of her husband.
As soon as she returned to the yard, Linglong became excited: Mom, the thief is here!
