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In the garden.

"Daddy--" The little girl with small braids ran to the man cheerfully and plunged into the man's arms.

The man lifted her up and heard the little girl giggling. He smiled and asked, "What was Tong Tong doing just now?"

"We are making a garland! Look, dad, does it look good?"

"good looking."

"I made it for Daddy!" The little girl put the wreath on him, blushing, and she was very satisfied.

The man laughed with her, and suddenly there was a woman's voice over there, "Fujun, Tongtong--"

He looked in the direction of his voice. The woman looked beautiful and waved at the father and daughter with a smile.

Tong Tong also beckoned to her, "Mother--"

The man was just about to walk up with his feet raised, and suddenly saw the woman covering her mouth in horror, staring straight at him behind him!

He looked back suddenly, but he saw the little girl who was still holding it in his hand. A blood hole in his body was gurgling with blood, and she fell in the pool of blood and was trying to raise his hand towards him.

He lowered his head in the eyes of the little girl, holding a sword in his hand!

"Dad, why ..."

In the room, Song Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.

It was already bright outside, and the morning light shone into the room, and the little girl's picture dissipated.

It was just a nightmare, but since she left, this dream, he has been doing it for many years. Even if he gave up the high official Hou Lu and voluntarily resigned to return to his hometown, this dream could not be dispersed.

She once said that if a girl is born, it will be called Tongtong, Fengqi Wutong's Tong.

"Is Mr. Song and Mr. Song there?" Someone buckled the door.

Song Zheng got up and went to open the door. The person who came was a very simple young man, and he smiled shyly at him: "Wang Shun's wife is born, we all think you are learned, and I want you to give your child a name."

He taught people to study in the country, and people called him a sir.

"Can I go and see?" He asked after a moment of silence.

The young man's eyes lit up in surprise, "Of course!"

Wang Shun is a peasant man from a peasant family. Only when Mr. Song would give him a name, he did n’t expect Mr. Song to come by himself. He was nervous and did n’t know how to do it. He made it earlier.

Song Zheng stopped him and asked, "Can I take a look at the delivery room?"

Wang Shun was stunned. The delivery room was all packed and there was nothing to glance at, but ... "I just produced it, this is unlucky, I am afraid to bump into Mr ...."

Song Zheng shook his head: "I don't care, I want to look at the child first, and then give him a name." He knew that the newly born child couldn't hold it out.

He was so sweet, and the farm man didn't think much, "Good, you come with me."

The delivery room was cleaned up, and the woman was lying in the thick bedding, with a blush on her face, but she could clearly see the exhaustion and weakness, and her breathing was light. She opened her eyes and went to see the baby beside her baby for the first time. The baby slept soundly, and her eyes were soft like water, but at a glance, she could not wait to give him the best things in the world.

Because the child is her bones and bones.

Song Zheng looked at it from afar, and his breath seemed to stagnate.

He thought of Pepe and what she meant by saying that she would never be a mother in this life.

Even if she has raised more children, she ca n’t feel the love of the blood, she wants to be good to the child, but she can never understand what the real mother looks at a child ’s eyes. In this way, she will never have her own bones in bones, meat in meat.

And all this, he brought ...

The farmer did n’t know what he was thinking, but boasted: “I ’m a real kid. When I crawled out of his mother ’s belly, I cried without crying. The sound was brighter than the roaring cock, no. I say--"

His excitement stopped abruptly, "Huh ... sir, why are you crying?"

*

In the imperial garden of the imperial palace, a few widows gathered together to discuss warmly, "I just saw Uncle Fu at Linyuanting, and it gave me a glance!"

"Wow, don't take a shower in these two days. It will be good luck to be glanced at by the old man!"

They talked vigorously, and the little maiden who was serious about watering the flowers came up curiously, "Is the older grandpa still in the palace?"

"Hahaha, you didn't know when you first came." She laughed a few of them, and one of them explained to her, "Uncle Fu is actually a cat, originally named Fubao. Every day I go to the garden to take a break. It ’s also amazing that anyone who encounters it will be able to do something good in the next few days. Over time, everyone calls it Uncle Fu. "

"Who owns a cat? I remember that no animals were allowed in the garden."

"Have you been to the palace for a few days, haven't you heard the name of" Lady "? The lady is not among the ranks of concubines. His Majesty ordered the palace people to call it like this. It seems that she has set a special grade for her. She is in the harem. The status is also very special. Uncle Fu was raised by his wife. "

"It was so ..."

The little girl ’s family had no concept of being unfavorable, but she loved the most amazing things. After hearing the gossip, the little lady went to Linyuanting to pick up the flowers and plants. Sissy friction.

Just listen to one of the ladies biting her teeth and saying: "Mrs. don't want to be proud, others don't know your identity, don't I know? Be careful, I expose it, it makes everyone ugly!"

She knew that this was the lady concubine who had raised two princes, and the other-

The lady was very special, at least not in the style of a palace concubine. The ladies in the palace are all narrow and docile, showing a slim and slender figure, but she is very comfortable dressing, but her temperament is elegant, like a bright moon in the water, no matter who you stand with, you can teach People saw it at a glance.

At this moment, she was holding a branch of pear blossoms protruding into the pavilion. Her voice said softly: "There are not many people in this palace who don't know. I'm not to blame you when you say it. you."

A very forgiving sentence, but instead seemed to spit blood on the lady concubine.

The mistress was puzzled, and suddenly, the other party's eyes crossed the concubine's shoulder, and she seemed to see herself and smiled slightly.

The little maiden squatted down and calmed down with a blush on her face, inexplicably nervous.

She didn't intentionally peep, but fortunately, the lady didn't seem to care, ma'am?

She suddenly remembered the gossip they had discussed before, and she returned her eyes curiously.

At this moment, the lady of the concubine had disappeared, but the three princes followed her, and slowly walked down the stone steps. The three princes were handsome and heroic, and bent down slightly when speaking to her, looking respectful and admiring.

He apologized to his wife for the lady, but she didn't care much.

"It's not easy for you. You just let me tolerate them and tolerate them ..." She blinked at him, as if the moon was flooding in the water, "but I don't know that I am the winner's tolerance."

The third prince shook his head and smiled.

She said with emotion: "You have been more calm in recent years, so that your father and emperor can rest assured."

Wei Xuan's fifteen-six-year-old child lived under the hand of the concubine for many years. It was very different from the treatment received by his brother. In the past few years, his haze has spread, and the people have been straightened up.

"My wife cares about me all the time. I just think that a biological mother is just like that, so I want to start." He thought of himself as if he was watching another person, and he was also very emotional.

Wen Ying smiled.

In fact, on the original trajectory, he and Song Xi overcome difficulties together and grow together, and finally they will still be sharpened into a sharp sword. Now it is just the same.

The two walked all the way to the flower garden, and the third prince was surprised to find that Wen Ying had stopped.

Somehow, Wen Ying felt that this little maid was good-faced and could not help but chuckled and asked, "What is your name?"

"My name is Tongtong."

The little maid shuddered her eyelashes shyly, "Fengqi Wutong's Tong."

*

Another year later, a grassy house was formed on a green hill covered by woods.

One day, a richly dressed and chubby guest entered the cottage. It was quiet inside. Obviously the owner was not at home, and he was not polite. He just felt at home. He picked a pear from the fruit tray, rubbed it with his sleeves, and nibbled up. He sat down on the chair.

"Meow--"

There was a fascinating cry behind the butt, the fat guest turned his head, and the short-legged cat on the chair stared at him with big eyes.

He didn't move, the cat moved first, and the short-legged cat arched him straight out with his head, as if he thought he was sitting too much and took up its territory.

The fat guest rolled his eyes, "Ha, sorry, fat to you."

It didn't take long for his words to fall, and a woman's smiling call came from outside, "Fu Bao is coming out soon, your father caught you a big fish today!"

"Mother, does the fish have my share?" The fat guest slobbered and ran to the door.

When the woman saw him, she smiled in surprise: "How did Xun'er come today?"

She was also followed by a man with deep facial features and extraordinary momentum. At first glance, she was used to being a superior. However, he was carrying a fish that was still alive and kicking away from the water. When he saw him, he smiled and looked down at the woman, "I'll go to the kitchen to clean up the fish first."

"Okay." She carefully put his sleeves on him.

After the man entered the kitchen, Song Xun's eyes moved back and answered her: "My sister asked me to bring you something. I'm afraid you are sleeping here. I picked up two baskets with big bags and small bags. I'm exhausted! "

"Your sister is doing okay?" Wen Ying gave Fubao Shun Shun Maoer a glance and stared at Song Xun with his eyes, knowing that the two had blown their hair.

"Not bad, the brother-in-law is still capable, and after the assessment, he was promoted, and his family was almost a bit. It was really sincere and nice to treat her sister." Song Xun came over, "Mother, is he good to you?"

Wen Ying's face flew a blush and stared at him, "This is what you can control? Don't ask me! It's me watching, you are an inch fatter than last month, go out, which little girl is willing to marry you ... "

"My mother, you don't understand. I am fat, but I am very handsome. You can rest assured, your son, I will find you a filial wife."

Wen Ying shook his eyes at him, and Fu Bao also called meowly.

Song Xun got excited and stared at the cat, "Well, I was thinking about leaving the fish for you to eat, Cheng, don't you want to eat this fish, drink the fish soup!"

"How old are you and Fubao bar? You made it lame and couldn't let it go?"

"I'm sorry about it ... but one code at a time, who makes you hurt it more. Look, mother, I can bring you a wife back, can't it? So later ..."

The nagging voice drifted away.

...

After Song Xun left, Wen Ying went to the kitchen. The man was doing the dishes. The stone stove and chopping board were very rudimentary, but he was busy working in it.

She looked at the back for a long time, and felt that the man's back was really handsome, so he went to kiss him.

Wei Lingheng still held the bowl in his hand and naturally bowed his head to kiss her.

After a while, he parted his lips and asked her, "Leave?"

"Ok."

"It's better to ask someone to come to another day." He threw away the bowl and wiped his hands to hug her. "It's already seventy or eighty. Washing a bowl and holding you less time."

She bent her brows and smiled, remembering what had happened in the palace before.

One day, he happily ran over and told her that things had been arranged properly, and he would take her to the world with swords in the future!

She still remembered her reaction at that time. She didn't believe that he was telling the truth. She just dismissed the words casually: "The seventy and eighty people, just wash and sleep."

Unexpectedly, he really gave up the throne, Zen gave Wei Xuan the third son, and became the emperor too.

Although they are not as chic as the imagination, but they are free to travel in the mountains and water.

"Changfeng."

"Ok?"

"It's nothing."

She quietly smiled and stepped into his arms.

She didn't want to say something, because companionship was the longest love confession.

*

This time, the 123 romance space did not appear somehow. Wen Ying jumped from the fire to another scene in the blink of an eye.

She only hopes that the code mentioned by z942121 will still exist. Otherwise, they will discuss it well. A big living person suddenly disappeared from the fire scene, and her bones are gone. It is also a terrible thing to think about.

She looked around the bedroom where she is currently. The overall bedroom is decorated in Rococo style. The overall color of the room is bright, with curly grass and flowers, and the tangled and slender decoration is delicate and delicate. The whole room gives an old-fashioned feeling.

She retrieved the memory, and sure enough, this world is not far from the historical Republic of China. After the end of the feudal dynasty, the warlords now have their own weight and seize one side. On the surface, they are under the jurisdiction of the central government. In fact, they have been out of control and want to be independent.

In front of the dressing mirror, the woman has a round cat face with sharp points, Danfeng eyes are narrow and long, her eyelids are half-closed, and she looks sleepy and lazy. But she is always stern and has tight lines on her face. She looks very stereotyped and wipes out all her beautiful senses.

Wen Ying saw that the pajamas she was wearing were actually snow-white robes often worn in ancient times, which were out of tune with this bedroom.

This time, the memory was immediately triggered again.

It turns out that in this world, the original owner is just a character who plays soy sauce. She was born into a family of scholars, and she should have been married to a famous local family, but Shao Getian, the governor of Chen Province, one of the three warlords, Shao Shuai took it and won it. At the age of 18, she became more than 40 The old man's room.

The same is the successor, this one is much worse than the one in the last world. Shao Getian, a big old man from a green forest, wanted to marry a wife who knew how to learn because of the awe of the readers. Who knows that when he marries back, his mother is stereotyped and dogmatic, but she couldn't bear it all day. When she got married the night after her wedding, she went to Wenxiang and Ruyu to save it. The poor original owner was young and couldn't hold back the scene. She was laughed at by the inside and outside of the boss, and she lost her authority.

But this is nothing, and no matter how harsh it is, it is also the wife of the main room, and the clothes, food and housing are not bad. Tragically, she was later accused of ill-treatment of the outside room, and was sent back to her home by Shao Getian. Since then, the days are not much different from house arrest, and she was buried in the door of the old house.

As for the **** of this world, it seems that Shao Getian has captured half of the city, at least Shao Getian petted her terribly.

"Mrs." A maid banged the door, "Did you get up?"

Wen Ying realized that she was standing barefoot on the floor, a layer of mist outside the window, air-conditioning got into the heart of the foot from the floor, her feet rubbed against each other, and slipped back to the bed. Then he protruded his head from the soft feather quilt and responded with a "hmm" word.

The maid pushed the door in and served her to wash.

Wen Ying remembered that the original owner had brought a maid named Yingcao from her home. The maid was obviously not. She couldn't help but ask, "Where has Yingcao gone?"

The maid made a whisper in her heart, and said in a respectful manner: "The wife asked her to take care of the second master, but no, she went before dawn."

Wen Ying remembered it. She saw a lot of intelligence information as soon as she came, and she couldn't tell which day it was today.

The second young master in the other person's mouth was the outside room. He was just led by his mother two days ago. Shao Getian was also very surprised. This was an affair in the north. The child was given to the original owner. Fortunately, the woman was not welcomed into the door.

But if Wen Ying didn't wear it, the other party would soon enter the room.

Wen Ying changed her clothes with the help of the maid, the family was very foreign, only she was wearing an upper jacket and skirt, the eight treasures embroidered pattern of the skirt were gorgeous, the group swings were wide, and the cuffs were loose and closed in front. Duan Xiu Wenjing.

The maid gave her one more look, and somehow she felt that his wife was different today.

She was dressed like this in the past, but she looked awkward, wandering like a ghost, with a serious face, older than the wife who had passed her head before. Right now, Xiwei shone a little light on her body, her face was soft, and she saw her staring for a long time, slightly squinting to ask questions.

The movement of low side and light side, and a polite look, made by her, turned out to be charming and unspeakable.

Now she understands a little bit, why the boss insists on asking a woman who has read a book.

She didn't know that someone had changed a person in this core. Wen Ying just wore it from the ancient world. Unlike the later generations who painted gourds like this, only there was no spirit. Her behavior is naturally more like that of the Miss Family than the original owner.

Wen Ying knew the day from her mouth, and calculated that after another three or four days, the outside room would come to the door and cry about her child abuse. However, he still used the food unhurriedly before going to see his "second son".

Shao Gongguan covers an area of ​​more than 20 acres and cost millions of dollars to build. The residence is magnificent. It is as grand as a palace. The well-proportioned and neat pillars support its majestic skeleton. There is a large piece of green grass directly in front, which can be seen from the iron gate with a wide view.

In the early morning of winter, when the mist had not yet dispersed, the wind blew on people, and they were so painful that they drilled through the bones.

But far away, Wen Ying saw a unkempt boy, wearing a thin shirt, chasing a frisbee on the grass. Also flying with him was a huge dog, and the two people were fighting for food and fierce competition.

Behind him, a gang of voices stood up, and one of them was holding a whistle, looking excited. There is also a maid, Wen Ying's maid Ying Cao.

When Wen Ying walked to her maid, Ying Cao recovered from the state of watching the drama: "Mrs. is here!"

Several hearing-difficult attitudes hurriedly asked for peace, still playing around with themselves, and Yingcao pulled Wen Ying aside and whispered: "Ma'am, you don't know, this second young master is really laughing! The day he came Dirty, we thought it was his mother who did n’t treat him well. Unexpectedly, he had a dog temper! He wanted to eat a pot for dinner. I put the meal on the table and was caught when I could n’t see it. He hugged it to the ground. He wanted to take a shower and stared at me fiercely ... "

Before she finished speaking, there was a whipping sound beside her.

It was the seven or eight-year-old boy who was hit by the whip. Next to him, the giant dog was chewing a piece of raw meat because he had returned to the frisbee. He stared at the swallowing mouth, but he did not dare to resist.

The group of hearers laughed aside and treated him like a dog.

"What happened to the whip?" Wen Yingmei looked cold.

Yingcao smiled and said: "Mrs. don't know what's going on, this is not our family's rules? I easily get in touch with Brother Changshun, he only listened to my advice."

Wen Ying remembered this. It is said that the original owner is a child raised by the Shuxiang family, but the mother of this family is unhealthy. For her, the child from the main room is the child. It is necessary to read the book reasonably, be stable and generous. After reading, he was punished and punished. He had to raise them up with a rat guts that could not be put on the countertops. Under the ears, the three views of the original owner can be seen.

Therefore, it is true that the original owner was accused of abusing the child. Even if she did not do it herself, it was also her indulgence.

It is a pity that they did not know that the fate of the original owner would change drastically, and this boy, who is now being treated harshly, will become the fourth person outside the warlord's leader in the future.

The timing of her wearing this time is still not too good. If it is earlier, it will be stopped before the next person starts, and she can go back to the mother line again. Right now, her maid has made friends with this group of people, and has been confusing for a long time. What does she mean? The maid expressed clearly for her, and she suddenly changed her face, no one would believe.

Yingcao was about to gather a cloak for his wife, before reaching out, she saw the wife's figure flickering and walked to Changshun's side?

Wen Ying is asking Changshun for the whip.

Young Master Shao loves keeping dogs, and Changshun is the person who takes care of him.

Seeing his wife looking for him, he didn't panic, "Ouch," he laughed, "This whip is so rough, don't hurt your hand."

Wen Ying took the whip and ignored his words, and tried the cortical toughness.

When the boy brought the frisbee back like a fierce dog, she raised her hand and pulled it out with a whip, which was quick, accurate, ruthless, and merciless!

Changshun immediately dumbfounded.

Yingcao was frightened, and immediately came to stop Wenying: "Mrs. What is this for? Let us leave this matter to us. Carefully dirty your hands!"

Wen Ying bent her whip, "What's the matter, hasn't the mother personally tried it before?"

At this time, the person next to him understood her intentions, so it turns out that this is to be done by hand? They are a little bit dazed. Does this book smell aristocratic family? !

The boy was stunned by a whip. He couldn't understand it, and he apparently returned to the frisbee, why did he hit him if he didn't eat? He scratched the turf anxiously.

Hearing the frisbee threw another one out, and he ran away again, winning the giant dog!

But when he came back, he immediately received another whip!

He became irritable and made a low growl from his throat.

Wen Ying looked to Yingcao: "Seven years old, can't speak?"

Ying Cao was taken aback by her wife ’s whip, and quickly said: "His mother was n’t out of the pickled place. The mother of that family threw the child in her life. Later, she accidentally found it, but was A **** has grown up. "She said with a lip." She's anxious to go south to hurry to find a relative. Where can I teach him. "

To be honest, if he could not speak, the servants would not dare to do this.

Wen Ying understood, but on the bright side, he seemed to have no pity at all. He did it several times. As long as he came back, he would have to suffer a whip no matter whether he lost or won!

He couldn't help it finally, he rushed up and slammed into Wen Ying's hand!

Yingcao couldn't help screaming in shock——

The fierce boy bit the woman like a wolf dog, and the blood ticked down to the grass, but the woman ’s expression remained the same, still gentle and calm, and she smiled. She bowed her head and said, "Even if you do this, you will not eat Oh. "

In this scenario, even the back of Chang Changshun and all the crowd is standing upright!

Hearing the voice in Wen Ying's eyes, the trembling trembling threw a frisbee, the boy's feet just moved, Wen Ying was a whip!

He looked back at her and couldn't stand.

Twice or twice, as long as the frisbee is flying out, he will stand still and will not be hit by a whip.

He understood quickly.

Wenying she saw the basket of raw meat frowning and had to pick a piece from the snack eaten by the servant's idle teeth and feed it to him.

He rushed up like a whirlwind, swallowing the pastries, licking the tongue, and licking the crumbs from her fingers.

Wen Ying opened his messy hair on his forehead, and could see that he was tender but had seen fierce facial features. His brow bones were protruding, his thick thick eyebrows pressed, and there was a fierce breath in his eyes.

"Really good." She touched his head.

He had fierce eyes and gave her a confused look.