After Jiang Mingwei finished speaking, the person who sat with him did not dare to answer the call for a long time. In the end, Jiang Mingwei's friends smiled and said one after another: "Yes, although An Wang connivanced Princess An, they did not even see each other before marriage, and they were not as good as Jin Wang and Ming Wei. Deep feelings."

"Yes, I want to say that it's better to marry someone like Ming Wei. The couple has feelings and common hobbies, and the poems are right and wrong. After all, marrying a wife and marrying together, if the husband ignores it, only Throw a bunch of money to spend, what does this look like?"

"I feel the same way. Mingwei and her husband have a good relationship, and they have managed their homes in a well-organized manner. Even their relatives and elders are exaggerating Mingwei. Mingwei, what are your secrets, might you teach us a little?"

...

The remaining few ladies who were not Jian'an Lane looked at each other, all raised their eyebrows and smiled, and did not interrupt.

What kind of painful foot was stepped on, actually jumped so high? If it was as Jiang Mingwei said, she didn't care at all, why did she say so much in a long and tiring way?

Do you want to convince yourself or others?

There was a double reed singing there, and Jiang Mingwei's complexion slowly became better, and everyone knew that it was almost the same. Someone could not bear to be curious and asked, "Princess Jin, I heard that you often go to Anwang Mansion?"

"Yes," Jiang Mingwei replied, actually not very often, far less often than they claimed. Especially recently, Jiang Mingwei became ill, and even more confidently stopped going to "please". However, Mu Mingtang doesn't go out to communicate, and outsiders don't know the actual situation. Isn't that what Jiang Mingwei said?

Jiang Mingwei said: "The official family is not worried about the second brother's illness, let us take care of it from time to time. The prince is also a pure filial person, and he has great respect for his elder brother. No matter how busy he is every day, he always has to ask for the illness himself."

"Jin King and Princess Jin are really pure and filial piety." People listened to claiming praise, Jiang Mingwei's face did not change color, and his mouth was deliberately modest. A lady's voice changed and said, "Princess Jin often meets Princess An. I don't know, what kind of person is Princess An?"

Jiang Mingwei's tone was stagnant, and he didn't expect how to turn the subject in this direction. Jiang Mingwei covered his mouth with a veil and said unclearly: "This... I can't say this, I am a junior after all, and dare not talk about Mrs. Wife."

"Oh, is it." The lady who spoke murmured and said, "Ashamed, I haven't seen Princess Ann yet. I want to have a feast at home in a few days. I don't know if there is any honor. Please invite Princess Ann to the scene? Princess An and I have no relatives and no reason to visit, and please ask Princess Jin to take the lead. There are Princess Lao Jin, and the court ladies are grateful."

When it comes to this part, Jiang Mingwei is not easy to refuse, he can only respond. After the lady threw out an invitation to Mu Mingtang, it didn't take long for the others to follow suit, and the invitation flew to Anwang Mansion like a snow flake.

Mu Mingtang is so famous that everyone in the capital wants to pretend not to know. She threw a lot of money on several occasions and bought a building every time. Someone was already very curious about her. It's just that Mu Mingtang stayed in the brief and rarely showed up. The more mysterious she was, the more curious the others.

Once someone started, invitations swarmed immediately, there were flowers, gardens, uphills and incense...there were so many names.

Mu Mingtang carried the fruit tray into the house and found the temple quiet. She walked all the way to the west tip and saw Xie Xuanchen standing in front of the window and looking at the trees outside. Hearing the sound, he turned around and saw Mu Mingtang startled: "Why are you still here?"

Mu Mingtang didn't understand this. She put the fruit tray on the ebony table and asked, "I'm not here, where should I be?"

"Aren't you going to Daxiangguo Temple for incense today?"

"Don't go, there are too many people in Daxiangguo Temple, and one to one time, one day will be tossing away. So I won't be able to come back when you wake up, I thought about it, or refused."

The Daxiangguo Temple is not just a Buddhist temple, but it is also extremely prosperous. The whole street outside the temple is full of vendors, and there are many theaters and hooks around it, which is very lively.

The female outside asked Mu Mingtang to go to Xiangguo Temple, which is an excellent position that can be attacked and defended, and is well-positioned. You don't have to worry about your reputation when you go to Shangxiang, and you can't go to Xiangguo Temple as if you were a joss stick. You will have to watch the temple for a while. If you have a chance to talk, then you can go to the restaurant and tea shop outside, and it is so lively around the Daxiangguo Temple. You don't have to worry about losing time.

Xie Xuanchen turned his head and looked again at the bald, bare branches outside: "My illness is not a hindrance, and I will die if I leave. I want to go out and go out. You have been staying in the house for a few months. , I'm afraid I'm going to hold back the disease."

"I'm not too bored." Mu Mingtang picked a new orange and slowly peeled it off. "I don't know these women. These women might not be kind to me. I don't want to be onlookers like a monkey. It's better for them to spend time with you at home."

Mu Mingtang walked to the window while peeling oranges, and said, "It's windy outside, you are blown by the wind carefully. Close the window first."

Xie Xuanchen still looked into the distance, motionless. After a while, he seemed to laugh at himself and said, "They can't even blow the wind. They trap me with chains. Now, I trap you again. In fact, I was part of the shackles."

"Don't say that." Mu Mingtang put the half-peeled oranges on the small tall table by the window, and said to Xie Xuanchen, "The people inside don't want to be locked up. That's called imprisonment. If they want, it's her own. Life. I don't feel bored, and I don't want to go out. I can feel at ease when I look at you."

"You're only fifteen. At your age, you should go to the flower-watching garden, go to and out of a poem party, or go to see a boy of the same age playing polo. Instead of accompanying a patient, you are imprisoned In a lifeless mansion."

Mu Mingtang stared at Xie Xuanchen with round eyes, but he always looked out the window, leaving only a cold side arc. Mu Mingtang still has the smell of fresh orange on her fingertips. She wiped off the residual juice from her fingertips and said, "You turn around, I have something to tell you."

Xie Xuanchen just closed his eyes, obviously the meaning of uncooperative. Mu Mingtang grabbed his clothes and said, "This is what I want. I have a husband-in-law. What do other teenagers do in polo?"

Xie Xuanchen closed his eyes, in front of a desolate darkness. Mu Mingtang is still very young. In fact, she is only a half-old child. She doesn't understand what it means to be a man or a woman, and she doesn't understand what it is. She now, including what she said to him before, was actually a life-saving grace that blinded her senses. She thought that she liked it, but she was only grateful.

Life and longing are different. She is still young, so running around before and after him, but this is not a healthy feeling at all. Really normal, the feelings of the 14th Five-Year Plan should be impulsive and shy. The young man expressed himself everywhere for the sake of his sweetheart's ability to do evil, and the young girl reserved standing in the distance, embarrassed to approach, and not willing to walk away.

Rather than their abnormal, mixed feelings of gratitude, fantasy and gratitude. When he rescued Mu Mingtang from the beginning, he was alive and dead. After the rest of her life, she was nervous, scared and dependent, and naturally transplanted this emotion into him. She thought it was like, but it was not.

She is still young and can't tell the difference. When she really understands, she will definitely feel pain. He could not give her the tenderness and companionship of normal couples, or even accompany her to go out, but she had to take care of him in turn and pay for her life for a bottomless hole.

When she really meets the person she likes, with that uncontrollable impulse and longing, I am afraid that she will understand what he is saying today. Xie Xuanchen sometimes regrets that Mu Mingtang doesn't understand, and is thankful that she doesn't understand. He doesn't dare to imagine, how will Mu Mingtang see him when she is deceived in the future?

A despicable marriage swindler, a despicable person who takes advantage of a woman who is young and ignorant.

After Mu Mingtang finished speaking, seeing Xie Xuanchen was still still, he knew that he had not been persuaded. She didn't know why Xie Xuanchen had such a strange idea. She put Xie Xuanchen on her arm and asked, "What do you mean by this? Since we just got married, you have been saying this, and at the beginning let me carry something I ran away, and then persuaded me to remarry. Now, I still think I should go out to the garden to meet young men? What do you think of me?"

"You are still young and don't understand. Although Xie Xuanji's grandson is not a thing, he is not wrong. Marriage is not a child's play, it is not enough to be grateful. You are now small, so don't care, wait for you to grow up Well, I will regret it in the future."

"I'm not young!" Mu Mingtang was about to explode as he listened. "Why do you think I don't know what human suffering is, and don't understand what I'm doing? I already understood that I am younger than you, does not mean that my mind is also Little. I always know what I am doing and what I will do in the future. You can not believe me, but you cannot believe my feelings!"

"Emotions?" Xie Xuanchen finally looked at her with a faint smile, "Do you know what emotions are?"

"I know." Mu Mingtang finished, looking into Xie Xuanchen's eyes, "You don't understand, it's you."

Xie Xuanchen originally looked at her with the same mentality as an adult watching a child. The five-year-old child swears at the League, and the parties also vowed, but will anyone take it seriously? Xie Xuanchen thought this way, but he saw Mu Mingtang's eyes, which were bright and firm, as if to say something that could not be more certain. Xie Xuanchen suddenly panicked.

He thinks Mu Mingtang's words are ridiculous. How old is she, how many people have she seen, and how many places have she been to, how can she be qualified to say that he does not understand? Xie Xuanchen stepped back abruptly, turned away like something to avoid.

"The words I said are serious." Mu Mingtang said to Xie Xuanchen's back, "You don't understand."

Xie Xuanchen didn't want to listen. He didn't know what was going on, and suddenly felt upset and restless. He thought Mu Mingtang's words disturbed his mind, but he soon discovered that it was not.

Mu Mingtang was also very angry. She took the oranges on the side and peeled them vigorously. As a result, she dipped her own juice. Xie Xuanchen has a temper, doesn't she? She also had to throw away her sleeves and let him dry for a while.

The two of them stood in the West End while talking, Xie Xuanchen walked in, and Mu Mingtang deliberately went outside. She held the oranges angrily, and walked while breaking, feeling that the newly delivered oranges were extremely unpalatable. This is obviously raw.

Mu Mingtang quickly walked a few steps, whispering in his heart when he was going out, should Xie Xuanchen know something wrong? It is not safe for him to stay alone. If he has a good attitude, Mu Mingtang will step down.

She thought so and looked back inadvertently. As a result, Mu Mingtang saw Xie Xuanchen standing in the middle of the open space, covering his head hard, and it seemed to be very painful.

The peeled oranges slammed on the ground, and Mu Mingtang lifted up the skirt and ran back. At that moment, she wished she could give birth to a pair of wings: "Master!"