At this time, looking at each other in pairs, you can only forget each other.

It was after this visit to the garden that Lu You wrote about the popular head phoenix with a hairpin. Red crisp hands.

After that, Tang Wan also got the right song, Chai Toufeng. The world is weak.

After that, Tang Wan went back, always feeling frustrated.

At last it was depressed.

As for Lu You, he went north to fight against gold... and later transferred to Sichuan and Shu to take up a post. He has not forgotten his decades of ups and downs.

In my heart, there is boundless nostalgia.

Ji Qingming put down the scroll in his hand and sat on the chair on one side again.

Although it is winter, charcoal pots are also burning in the study, and there are winter plum blossoms in a large vase with snow water.

Inside the warm room, there is still a faint fragrance.

Her fingers tapped gently on the table.

She needs to follow the plot well.

Lu You loves Tang Wan deeply, and Tang Wan also loves Lu You.

The two people have a deep affection, so there is no need to mention this.

Since I became Tang Wan through the journey, I was living her life for Tang Wan.

Do what Tang Wan doesn't want to do.

"Mrs. Young--"

Ji Qingming was still thinking that at this time, there was a maid standing in front of her holding the tray.

"This is the bird's nest porridge that the young master asked you to bring."

The maid put the tray on the table, and took the small bowl inside and put it on the table.

Ji Qingming looked at the small bowl, there was not a lot of bird's nest porridge, but there was a hint of sweetness.

I was a little hungry in my belly, so I picked it up right away, ready to eat...

"Is this bird's nest porridge sent to the old lady?"

Ji Qingming asked again.

"……no!"

The maid was slightly startled, and quickly returned.

"Are there any more in the kitchen?"

Ji Qingming asked again.

"One more cup!"

The maid said truthfully.

"Then you hurry up and give it to the old lady, just say that the young master made it for the old lady!"

Ji Qingming thought, Lu You was still with the old lady at this time, and he passed this way. With his cleverness, he should know what to do.

"Yes!!"

The maid didn't understand, but she quickly did what the young lady ordered.

Ji Qingming sipped the bird's nest porridge, the taste was soft and waxy, very comfortable.

Drink a small bowl, the lower abdomen is warm, very comfortable.

After drinking, she put the bowl on the tray on one side, leaning on the back of the chair again, thinking carefully.

Tang Wan is a talented woman, otherwise she wouldn't be in harmony with a great poet like Lu You.

But just because she is a talented woman, she has the lofty height of a talented woman, and maybe she also has a talented woman who doesn't understand...

She didn't understand how to get along with her mother-in-law.

Although the two families are relatives, although the mother-in-law is her mother-in-law, she is also her own aunt.

Probably because of this relationship, Tang Wan's parents allowed Tang Wan to marry Lu You.

However, Tang Wan did marry a sweetheart.

But what she doesn't know is that two people together cannot be just two people together.

Parents, it must be hope that the son and daughter-in-law will be happy.

However, as a mother-in-law, there should still be a little jealousy. After all, the son he raised was so affectionate with another woman, so he threw himself aside.

Tang Wan didn't understand, and Lu You didn't understand either. The two lived together in their own sweet world.