After Becoming the Hero’s Ex-fiancée

"Master of the National Normal University, there is another letter from the Shoufufu."

Xiao Zhao, the concierge, came over and presented the sandalwood box from the capital to Cui Wang.

The adults in his family have always been mysterious, but they haven’t covered their faces since they came back from Shanglin Yan a while ago. In Xiao Zhao’s view, adults are a living bodhisattva with dignity and dignity, able to compare with ordinary people. ?

But I don’t care anymore, I can’t slap them on the front and leave their relatives. Now that the adults of his family are good-natured, they are transported again, so they just keep slamming their expressions, right?

The noble lady of the Zheng family has a thick skin.

Xiao Zhao watched the Master of the National Normal University with a faint "um" and took the sandalwood box back into the sleeve cage, and bowed his eyebrows as he did before.

Had it not been known that the adults of his family had the habit of standing idle for a while in the atrium every day, Xiao Zhao would have mistakenly thought that the adults were here specially waiting for the letter from the Zheng family.

Cui Wang returned to Shuyuan.

He closed his eyes and practiced for a while, but this mortal world was too turbid, and it was really not the place to practice, it was the lightning strike tree in the plum garden. After he finished refining the remaining thunder intent, it was not suitable for cultivation.

Cui Wang then opened his eyes again.

The sun was westward, hitting the heavy sandalwood table, leaving a golden shadow. His gaze fell on the exquisite sandalwood box that was shrouded in shadow, square and square, and he also carved a wooden hibiscus on it.

Cui Wang opened.

There is a peach blossom note lying in the box, pale pink, just like the first bloom of peach blossoms in March. When the page is opened, there is still a peachy scent. You can see that it was done with care.

"Seeing the letter as meeting:

Is Mr. Cui okay lately? It rained so badly last night. When I woke up this morning, a piece of Begonia was actually opened in the courtyard and I gave him a sprig. "

Sure enough, Cui Wang took out a branch of crabapple from the box.

About the road was bumpy, the red petals of the begonia were a little wilted and half withered. He casually inserted the skewer into a blue and white porcelain vase on the Bogu shelf.

"When Ayechao came back, passing by Shun'an Building, she brought Wanniang golden silk naan cakes with a pot of good pear white. The pear white is clear and sweet, and the taste is very delicious. It is a pity that Mr. Cui is not in the house, otherwise Wan The mother must invite Mr. Cui to eat.

Wanniang was bored and hit a sword spike. Is Mr. Cui happy to see it?

The day after tomorrow is the birthday of Lord Rong Yiting, Aye finally agreed to let Wanniang go to Yanchunyuan to participate in the banquet, but unfortunately there have been many things in the palace recently, and Wanniang has not yet put on new clothes..."

It's all tedious for my daughter.

Cui Wang put the letterhead in a purple-green box that was not gold or silver in front. A five-turn rune faintly circulated on the box, and there was already a stack of the same letterhead in the box.

"Xiao Wangwang, you can use this non-violent red wooden box to hold the love letter of Rao Shizi? Violent heavenly objects! Violent heavenly objects!"

"The old ancestor is out again?"

"Your wife, grandpa, I love to retreat, and then I want to go out. What does it matter to you?" The old man in black with a round face and white beard jumped in the sea of ​​Cui Wangzhi, "You were like a bereaved dog that day. Escaping from the house, the waves here are surging, almost damaging your ancestor and me. What else should I do to make you feel so excited, it turns out that you have a passion for the young lady!"

"Tell you to be like a monk who eats fast and reciting Buddha in Chengri, huh!"

"Hey, talk!"

"Tell me, just your ten sticks can't beat the virtue of a fart, how can you make my lady so infatuated and write you love letters to you with a cold face every day? I see, not too much. God, if you continue to do this, people should empathize."

"How sincere did the ancestors think she was...?"

Cui Wang's eyes were gloomy, and he looked out the window with his hands. There was a bald branch, which had not yet been drawn.

"Percent! Percent! Really died of drought and waterlogging. If you want the old ancestor, I have your face, and the harem will go from one to ten thousand seas! All of them have to be desperate." The old ancestor touched. Touching his face, he said angrily, "It's a pity that I have a baby face, and my little sister treats me as a younger brother...if it's dead, it won't be possible."

"Huh?" Just when the old ancestor was about to narrate the "desolate" of the past, he suddenly yelled in surprise, staring into the sea of ​​knowledge for a long time before describing it as weird, "I have to study and study."

Having said that, the ancestor, who just clamored not to wet his clothes, rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness, and fled directly under the water, without coming up for a long time.

Cui Wang brushed his sleeves and closed the red wooden box.

sincere…

An unknown sigh passed in the wind, and after a while, it dissipated again.

——

On the birthday of Lord Rong Yiting, Zheng Wan woke up early.

The birthday banquet was held in Yanchunyuan, just a moment away from Zheng's mansion. She went there without any hurry, and looked in the mirror with rouge and delicate makeup.

"Does the little lady still describe that plum blossom tin today? You were a big show at Lin Yan last time, and now all the ladies in Beijing love to dot plum blossoms on their eyebrows."

"No need."

Zheng Wan shook his head. The first time he saw Cui Wang, he wanted to make a grand appearance, so he posted Mei Huatian and put on a cloud brocade dress, but today he is going to dress up that delicate and weak girl. It's the same as last time.

"Today is the birthday of Lord Rong Yiting. You don't need to be too sharp to steal the limelight from the host and make others unhappy."

Zheng Wan only cleansed the face, smeared vanishing cream on the face, neck, and hands. He also chose a plain blubber. After applying it, the lips were very pale and there was no **** color at all.

"You're like this, it's as if you have a serious illness."

Rouge wanted to order some powder for her and spread the new water rouge to make her look better.

Yong Dai vaguely felt the little lady's thoughts, and stopped Rouge, "Isn't the little lady having a serious illness? Why bother with a swollen face to fill a fat man, that's all right."

On my birthday, the clothes are not good enough to wear too plain, so I chose a peach pink palace gauze, a full-chested skirt, and a peach pattern on the skirt. The spring is cold, and the others are already light gauze. Zheng Yu still wears a big white cloth. , The collar of the big cloak, a circle of fine fluffy neckline, lined the small face more and more white.

"With such a dressing, it seems that the little lady has become more and more clear."

Rouge grumbled, and when the little lady and Yong Dai were silent, they gave up.

Zheng Yu picked the hairpin, but didn't pick the bloodstone hairpin. She thought, since Cui Wang didn't ask, she didn't mention it, and just passed this "transition" vaguely.

"Let's go."

This time, Wang and Zheng Yu rode in the same car, and soon went outside the Yanchun Garden. The grandmother beside the grand princess waited outside and greeted the two together.

"Today is Muxiu, and the saint said that our pavilion owner is rare to do a big deal. The prince was specially sent to celebrate our birthday with the pavilion owner. Now a group of young people are stubborn in Na Liluoyuan, and Wan Niang doesn’t have to be with us. I'm old, go find my sisters."

The eldest princess gave Zheng Wan a look and let her take care of herself.

Zheng Wan thanked the princess for being compassionate, and after a few gossips with his mother, he led Yong Dai to Li Luoyuan by the little maid leading the way.

"Is the Master of National Normal University here?"

She asked on the way, earnestly.

"I haven't heard the news about the arrival of the Master of the National Normal University." The little maid also heard about the recent rumors in Beijing, admiring the "courage" of the noble lady of the Zheng family, and pitying her infatuation with nowhere to send her.

What about the ladies, there are things that you can't get.

"It's the prince, the king of Jin, and His Royal Highness, they are all here, here, they are stubborn in the pavilion with the pavilion owner and the county owner."

Zheng Wan looked up, and he saw that a group of Erlang ladies were playing in front of the Lijia Pavilion behind the flowing water rockery behind the moon gate. The buds of the white pear looked like an outcrop, and only a piece of fresh green was seen.

"Wang Niang! Come here!"

Today's birthday star, Lord Rong Yiting, blushed stubbornly. He saw a beautiful person coming from a distance, and when he fixed his eyes, it was really her, and he hurriedly raised his hand to call her over.

After going to Lijiating, Zheng Wan gave the big cloak to Yu Dai. Everyone saw that she was almost invincible. Even though she was wearing a palace pink gauze, her face was still pale and thin, and she was thin. It seemed that those swarthy eyes were getting bigger.

The little lady of the Zheng family has always been high-spirited. When did she show her timidity in front of outsiders?

Such a weak, slender, and pitiful appearance made everyone believe the rumors very much. Most of the girls are happy in their hearts, but the feelings of the children are not so the same. The arrogant beauty has always been daunting. Now this beauty has been frustrated, showing such a cowardly and weak appearance, but it makes people feel more itchy. .

Rong Qin is naturally unceremonious.

On the day of Shifang, the Master of the National Normal University revealed his true face. Which little lady in the boudoir who was waiting for the word was not excited. She was like that, but she was willing to marry without the magical powers, but it was such a god. A human being is actually particularly favored by Zheng Yu-seeing her tall building is about to collapse, who expected another hundred feet of heaven to sit and lie down for her, wouldn't it make people crush their silver teeth and gnash their teeth with hatred?

So when he heard that Zheng Wan had offended Master of the National Normal University during his healing, and he refused to go to the door, Rong Qin had eaten an extra bowl of rice that night.

"Wang Niang, your health is so bad, why don't you recuperate more in the mansion? After all, there is no national teacher to heal you anymore." Rong Qin looked concerned.

Zheng Wan opened a pair of big eyes. First, he was traumatized, and soon he regained his spirits, "I'm sorry to be absent on Rong Yiting's birthday."

"Great day, you—"

Jiang San's wife always hits wherever Rong Qin points, "-Who doesn't know that you, Zheng's Wife, have retired twice in a row, and the pavilion master hasn't negotiated a relationship. Do you want to pass on the bad luck to her when you come like this? "

The second lady Liu looked at the prince's complexion, and hurriedly rounded up:

"Don't want to talk like this, the unsatisfactory things in life are nine out of ten, and Miss Zheng is just the most recent..."

"Yeah, I finally climbed up to a big Buddha, and I offended people with a bad temper. Don't I have to regret and break the field?"

Zheng Yu counted the first, second, and third followers in his heart, telling himself not to care. She came to let Cui Wang, who had lost his consciousness, take a look at her current situation.

A weak and cowardly woman, this weak and cowardly is her weapon.

The children wanted to say something to help, but this matter is just gossip between the women, where there is no way to talk.

"Master of National Normal University is here."

At this moment, the manager of Li Luoyuan hurriedly came to announce that the sweat on his forehead was still dripping, and a snow-colored figure had appeared on the path.

With large sleeves and wide robe, the blue silk is like a waterfall, he seems to be coming here covered in wind and snow, but when the wind and snow hit Zheng Wan's face, it is soft and gentle.

She bent her eyes and smiled sweetly. Ah, it's a right bet again.