my wife is queen

Chapter 14 Chen Yuanyuan's Boudoir
The next day, early in the morning.

The pheasant slave ran into the study room in Dongshao with a goose-yellow skirt, and chirped like a magpie: "My lord! The money and food accounts in the mansion will be in charge of my aunt from now on, and my aunt will be the lady in charge of the mansion from now on, bah Bah, how can you be a big lady, my uncle is clearly a man, uh... how should I put it, anyway, my uncle is in charge of the money and food in the house."

The heroine is on the outside and the hero is on the inside?

Li Mian put down the flat-tipped writing brush in his hand, poured out the ink in the red silk inkstone, hung the cleaned writing brush on the egg green glaze brush holder, smiled at the cheering pheasant slaves, and reported the good news.

The loquat tree in front of the window swayed gently, and the winter wind under the warm sun was a little more pleasant than usual. It was a good day to go out.

Every time Li Mian saw the cheering face of the pheasant slave, he couldn't help stretching out his hand to knead her tender face like kneading dough.

Because after kneading, she will show a puffy expression, which is instantly cute.

Li Mian casually picked up the Ning silk round-neck robe from the one next to him, and walked out of the east corner: "I heard that a clever woman from the Qinhuai River in Jinling came near the Yinding Bridge. Golden soufflé, let's try it together?"

Single-cage golden soufflé is a delicacy of the Tang Dynasty recorded in the "Shaowei Banquet List" by Wei Juyuan, a famous official of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Mian knew about this. He learned from Grandpa Sun while chatting at the Lengtao stall yesterday that it seems that the two old men are old gourmets in the capital.

The pheasant slave kept nodding like a chick pecking at rice, the double-ringed bun was about to fall apart, and the matter of managing money and food accounts had long since been thrown away. Take your slaves with you."

While speaking, Bai Nen's small hands deliberately touched the Suxiu purse, and the silver inside made a crisp knocking sound.

Very nice.

Ok.

Qian's voice is never unpleasant.

Li Mian smiled, took the pheasant slave and walked out of the mansion along the corridor, walked along the lakeside to a remote alley near the Yinding Bridge.

The entrance of this alley is just next to Chen Yuanyuan's exquisite small building. You only need to stop to chat with this beautiful woman named Chen Yuanyuan.

The pheasant slave recognized the exquisite small building at a glance. There lived a woman in a cloth skirt and wooden hairpin. Her appearance was not inferior to Princess Changping.

I'm afraid it's another Concubine Zheng, uh... The much-loved Concubine Zheng is not as good-looking as this woman named Chen Yuanyuan, so don't take away my uncle's soul.

Li Mian saw the small movements of the pheasant slave sneaking a glance from time to time, and stood still in the same place cutely, and must have been thinking wildly again.

Unable to hold back this time, he stretched out his hand and kneaded the pheasant slave's face.

"Grandpa. No. I want it."

The pheasant slave's face was torn apart like dough, and the small mouth leaked air when he spoke, and he twisted his double-ringed bun in anger and ignored him, his face was flushed, and he was extremely embarrassed in his heart.

"Master? When did Mr. Li come?"

Chen Yuanyuan came from the bank of the Jinshui River with a basket on her shoulders. She was just dressed as a simple market girl, but she had a special charm. She had a peachy face and a natural beauty.

When she met Li Mian again, she seemed very surprised, and also somewhat indescribably pleasantly surprised.

After the chance meeting that day, any young master in the capital, no matter how reserved, will always find some opportunities to meet her, whether it is the urgent pursuit of one wave after another of sweet words, or the frequent visits of long-term love chat.

In short, he will not ignore her and leave her alone, as if he has forgotten her.

In the past few days, Chen Yuanyuan, on the contrary, Jingcheng couldn't help but think of Li Mian. When washing up in the morning, sitting in front of several makeup mirrors in the small cupboard, he took a few more glances at his beautiful face.

I am sure that Chen Yuanyuan, who was once sought after by the officials and gentry in the capital, even attracted a few jealous officials and gentry to fight each other in the street regardless of their demeanor, which became a good story.

Li Mian nodded slightly as a response, and led the pheasant slave out of the exquisite building, into a quiet alley.

Until the figure disappeared, he didn't take the initiative to say a word.

Chen Yuanyuan was stunned, she never thought that Li Mian would have such a reaction, and at the same time, she couldn't understand Li Mian, and for the first time she tossed and turned towards a man like a boudoir.

Is it possible that Mr. Li is not close to women, but likes men?
No, Mr. Li has always been accompanied by a beautiful maidservant. I have never seen any child molestation around him, so he probably likes beauties.

Just when Chen Yuanyuan blinked Qiushui's eyes, she couldn't figure out the reason.

Li Mian came back again, and finally took the initiative to talk: "I heard that a clever woman from Jinling has recently moved in deep in the alley, but she saw the sign, but the door of the shop was closed, and that clever woman left the capital? "

Chen Yuanyuan burst out laughing, and after waiting for a long time, Li Mian, who had been waiting for a long time, took the initiative to talk, but actually asked something that had nothing to do with her.

Women always like to be sought after, especially good-looking women.

While Chen Yuanyuan was slightly disappointed, she felt relaxed, and completely let go of all speculation and guard against Li Mian, inexplicably feeling familiar and normal like a childhood sweetheart.

Li Mian froze for a moment, looked at Chen Yuanyuan who was smiling like a flower, and saw "Bai Meisheng with a smile, Liugong Fendai has no color", and felt that she was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in two lifetimes.

Seeing that he was stunned, Chen Yuanyuan smiled, "It turns out that Mr. Li is not a monk in the temple, let alone a young monk who saw a woman who was a tiger."

Li Mian was teased by a woman for the first time, smiled, and said seriously: "To tell you the truth, in the past I was really a half-monk, but not recently."

Recently?
The two had just met recently, Chen Yuanyuan turned around and opened the copper lock, just taking it as a joke for Li Mian, saying that after seeing her celestial beauty, she understood the relationship between a man and a woman.

Chen Yuanyuan pushed open the carved wooden door and walked in, subconsciously said: "If Mr. Li doesn't dislike the shabby house, and come in for a cup of tea, it can be regarded as thanks to Mr. Li for saving him."

After Chen Yuanyuan said this, she was stunned, a little shy in her heart, since she moved here, no man has ever come in.

The exquisite small building has no yard, let alone a flower hall, which is equivalent to her boudoir.

A man broke into the boudoir, and she invited him on her own initiative, so she couldn't help feeling ashamed.

Li Mian thought that the second floor was considered a boudoir, so he went in directly, and took a look at the furnishings in the exquisite small building.

(End of this chapter)