Chapter 1744 Selection of Renzi Scroll

   Taking advantage of the dawn, Feng Ziying picked up Qingwen and strode out the door. Qingwen had already left the room amidst Qingwen's uncontrollable screams.

  The cold air in the morning made Feng Ziying's naked body subconsciously excited, but it made Feng Ziying's heart even hotter and excited.

  The west house is to the west of the main house, which is actually the west wing.

  Shen Yixiu is a mistress who values ​​privacy very much.

  The inner courtyard is not very big. Usually, except for Qingwen and Yunshang, only the daughter and the daughter's wet nurse can come in. After nightfall, even the daughter sleeps with the wet nurse in a side room next to the inner courtyard.

After Qingwen and Yunshang figured out Shen Yixiu's temperament, they also knew the rules and did not let the outside maids enter the inner courtyard. The two of them usually do the cleaning by themselves, which is rare for other mistresses' personal servants. Some people live in this kind of little maid or other things that servants do.

  Qingwen's west room door was ajar. Feng Ziying kicked lightly with her foot, and the door opened. Once she entered the door, she turned her foot back and hooked it with her toe, and the door was closed heavily.

  After adapting to the dimmed light in the room, Feng Ziying took a serious look at the facilities in the room.

  The Westinghouse is not big, but it is very clean and tidy.

  On the Yisheng Kang, half-new and old indigo lace mattresses are laid, and the pillows are also half-new and old. The red embroidered pillows are embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and the neatly folded quilts are along the wall.

  A dressing table was placed next to the Kang, and an oval bronze mirror the size of a human head stood on the table, and two wooden boxes of hair oil or balm were placed on it.

  A brocade stool, and hanging against the wall is a picture of a lady in fine brushwork, probably Shen Yixiu's handwriting.

  Affixed to the wall is a natural-color varnish wooden cabinet, which should be used to hold Qingwen's clothes.

   Qingwen, who was curled up in Feng Ziying's arms, seemed to really realize that she was about to face the most important moment in her life at this time, and she murmured slightly panting: "Master, I'm not ready yet, I'm afraid it will ruin my mood."

   "Whether it's good or not, that's up to the Lord." Feng Ziying took a puff of the fragrance lingering on the tip of her nose with some affection. The onion-like catkins and two Sancun nails were dyed red with golden phoenix flowers, which seemed to symbolize something.

  This irritable girl is also in a state of disorientation at this time, shivering, panting coquettishly, and the charming confusion between her brows makes him hug her even tighter, wishing she could embed herself in her body.

Three steps in parallel, Feng Ziying got on the kang and put Qingwen on the bed. At this time, Qingwen pulled the quilt to cover her whole body as if waking up from a dream, and said: "Master, close the door. Lock it."

Feng Ziying couldn't laugh or cry, at this time, this girl was still thinking about these things, but in order to reassure the other party, he had to get out of bed after sitting on the kang, and went to close the door and gate with bare feet, but saw Qingwen quickly get out of bed He got out of the bed, jumped out of the bed, ran to the closet, opened the closet door, put his hands in, groped for a while, and finally took out a white towel from the closet.

  The old and experienced Feng Ziying understood immediately, but didn't say much.

   This is the key for women in this era to prove their chastity. Without this, it is impossible to show their innocence in front of men.

When Feng Ziying got into the slightly narrow single quilt, although she had already made various psychological preparations, she still couldn't help but feel like a deer in the face of everything that was coming, shyness mixed with fear, And joy, that complicated mood made her almost unable to think normally.

  The untied bijia, the faded skirt, and the loose sweat towel, before Qingwen could react, the cherry lips were blocked and loosened by the heat,...

  The bellyband slipped off, but the exclamation was blocked back, only to see that slightly red face pressed down towards him.

In the muffled sound, heavy panting and depressed whispers lingered alternately in this small room. It seemed that the busy exhaustion and hardship of these days had completely evaporated and disappeared at that moment. Play a very graceful Dunlun music.

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Seeing the beauty next to her struggling to get up and trying to put away the red-dyed white scarf, Feng Ziying reached out and grabbed it first. Qingwen refused to let go. The red contrasted in an interesting way, and Feng Ziying was moved by it, and said with a joke: "This should be an object that I have treasured for a lifetime."

  Qingwen blushed with embarrassment, and said: "Master, let's leave it to the slaves."

"No, how can such a treasure with a long aftertaste and comfort for life be let people?" Feng Ziying took Qingwen into his arms, "When I get old in the future, I will take it out and remember it well. Maybe this is the target. Yes, it can also become a witness for the children in the future."

  These words frightened Qingwen so much that she shook her head anxiously: "Master, this is not right. Grandma hasn't had any heirs yet, so how dare slaves overstep?"

   "Who can control such things?" Feng Ziying disagreed, "Your grandma is not such a narrow-minded person..."

   "Grandma is very kind to slaves, such things are absolutely impossible for slaves." Qingwen shook her head like a rattle, touching the wound, her face changed slightly, and she took a breath.

Seeing this, Feng Ziying quickly supported the other party's silky waist, "Okay, okay, let's not talk about this, let me open up for you today, you can be regarded as my master, you and Yunshang are treating you My grandma is loyal, but I think it is better than being against my grandfather."

"Hey, grandpa and grandma are one, don't you think you're still jealous of grandma?" Qingwen rolled her eyes charmingly, and adjusted her body position to make the wound less painful. No matter how she ignored it, it made her feel helpless, and she suffered a lot, and the bitterness finally came to an end. The countermeasures Yunshang and Xiangling said were beyond the reach of the heavens, so she could only grit her teeth and hold on.

   "That's not the case, but I didn't expect that you and Yunshang were originally my people, but now your grandma is taking the lead, making me look like an outsider." Feng Ziying joked.

"Grandma treats me very earnestly. When she left in the morning, she specially told the slaves to take care of her and let me sleep a little longer." Qingwen felt that Feng Ziying's hand rubbing her waist and abdomen seemed to be like exploring between her legs. Seeing the signs, I begged for mercy: "My lord, this servant can't take it anymore. If you haven't had enough time, this servant will get up and go over there to call Jin Chuaner, or call Siqi's flamboyant hoof,..."

  Feng Ziying laughed, "Why don't you talk about Xiangling, Yinger, and Yuchuaner?"

"That honest girl Xiangling, if the master is going to be lucky with her, she will definitely go back and tell Second Grandma Bao, Ying'er, that girl is very narrow-minded, and the master also confiscated her? Don't she dare not?" With Second Grandma Bao's consent, you can get along with Master?" As for Yu Chuan'er, she was looking at Master eagerly, but she seemed to be going to Rongguo Mansion to see her mother and father today, and she was talking about it yesterday. "

Feng Ziying withdrew her hand and leaned on the kang, "Qingwen, I remember that you and Jin Chuan'er don't have a good relationship with Shiqi. The needle point is right, and every time we meet, we have to quarrel. , why didn't you care about it for a few days, and your relationship is getting better?"

"What did you say? The relationship between the servant girl and Jin Chuan'er and Siqi is not as bad as the master said?" Qingwen's face burned slightly, and she curled her lips, "The servant girl and Jin Chuan'er are actually fine. Discord, but back then in the Rongguo Mansion, Jin Chuaner was next to the second wife, and the servant girl was the most disliked person in Yihong Courtyard. This person just can't see anyone being arrogant in front of his slaves, he is as tall as a person who doesn't ask for others, he wants to make the young lady's temperament go away in front of others, and don't show off in front of me!"

  Feng Ziying smiled. This is the real Qingwen. It is said that she has a heart higher than the sky and a life thinner than paper.

This girl just has a sensitive heart, and she hopes that people can respect her. She wants to win the respect of the girls and servants in the garden with her own efforts and skills. The mouth made her an unlikable character in the Grand View Garden. On the contrary, women who are smooth and without edges and corners like Xiren, Sheyue, and Qiuwen are the most popular.

Women like Yuanyang and Ping'er who are active in the Rongguo Mansion with ease must firstly have sufficient backing and secondly have good wrists, but Qingwen is lacking in both of these points, and she meets another The master who didn't take care of him, so he was expelled from Qi disease and died as a matter of course.

   "So you and Jin Chuan'er just have different personalities, and there is no other barrier. What about playing chess?"

   "The relationship between the servant and the chess player is very good." Qingwen saw the disbelief on Feng Ziying's face, and sneered, "How did you find out that the servant and the chess player are not on good terms?"

  Feng Ziying shook her head, "When the two of you met, one sneered and the other spoke bitterly. Why is this situation still showing love for sisters?"

   Embarrassed by Feng Ziying's words, Qingwen reached out and brushed the hair scattered on her forehead, her pink arms and wrists pressed the snow under the frost, and raised the lower half of her neck to protrude, which was alluring.

"Siqi's little hoof has too much temper, but this servant feels that she has a very good nature. If the second girl hadn't been protected by her these years, she wouldn't know that she was given by those low-ranking people in the Rongguo Mansion. What kind of bullying is it? The servant girl and her are just bickering, but in terms of friendship, it's not bad."'

What Qingwen said should be the truth. If you want to say that the two have similar temperaments, they are both unforgiving. However, Qingwen is irritable and Siqi is impatient, but in terms of character, they are not the same. Poor, especially the protection of the Lord, which Feng Ziying praised.

  (end of this chapter)