From the birth of a son to the separation of Nuwa and her path to becoming a god

It's the second day since I finished reading them all.

Li Feng had two huge dark circles under his eyes, but his expression was very excited. In his mind, he sneered at the original words.

What a joke, how could I give up my power and wealth for a woman to travel around the world with her?

He also sent away his wives and concubines for her, so that she would only have one woman for the rest of her life.

Absolutely impossible!

He shouted: "Lian Xiao!"

"My subordinate is here!"

"Let's go see if there are any other scripts written by her on the market and buy them all for me."

"When I went down yesterday, I heard from the shopkeeper that Miss Tuantuan has published a new book, but it's not finished yet. It seems to be updated every two days."

"The bookstore probably has manuscripts in hand. I want to see what she writes as soon as possible and be aware of the enemy's plans at all times!"

"Yes."

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Meng Liu looked at the things spread out on the table.

Xing Jingyao hugged her from behind and breathed alcoholic breath on her neck and shoulders: "Do you like it?"

"I like it." There was no hidden joy on her face.

When a man gives you a gift, whether you really like it or pretend to like it, you always have to do some face-saving work to make him think you like it. This will make him feel satisfied and make him more willing to please people in the future.

On the other hand, if you just suppress them blindly, you may not be willing to put in the effort to please them in the future.

Neptune Meng Liu naturally understood this truth, so she pretended to be happy.

"Since you like me, how do you want to repay me?" Xing Jingyao said with dark eyes.

Meng Liu had an "I understand" expression on his face, hugged his waist with both hands, and kissed him on the lips.

However, Xing Jingyao slightly distanced himself from her: "I've given you so much, and you're going to repay me with this?"

"Then do you want it or not?" Meng Liujiao smiled and reached out to light fires everywhere.

"Tuantuan made me a purse with my own hands."

He bit her lip and made his request. If he hadn't been with those three people, he wouldn't have known that if a woman liked a man, she would sew clothes and purses for him with her own hands, and all personal items would be made by herself.

Forget about the underwear, shoes and socks. He couldn't bear to let her be so tired, but he wanted the purse.

Meng Liu looked at him in surprise: "But I don't know how."

Originally, she had never done embroidery work for him, and Xing Jingyao was still a little uncomfortable. When he heard that this was the reason, he laughed, and the dissatisfaction disappeared. It turned out that it was not that she didn't want to, it was that she wouldn't.

"I teach you."

After the harmonious exercise, Xing Jingyao held Meng Liu in his arms and taught her to sew stitch by stitch.

Xing Jingyao had never learned embroidery professionally, but he had joined the army, so he had to sew his own clothes. In a few days, he sewed two crooked purses.

The stitches are quite dense, and two animals that cannot be identified as mandarin ducks or chickens are held together.

The other one is much more elegant, with only a catkin on top.

Xing Jingyao was in a good mood and tied the catkin purse around her waist, and then tied the one he made around her waist.

"No picking allowed."

He looked at himself and then at hers with great satisfaction, as if the two purses locked the two of them together, and their eyes were extremely affectionate.

"Uncle, it's time to go." Wen Zhu urged from outside.

Xing Jingyao was stunned for a moment. Thinking of what he had to do today, he felt a twinge of guilt in his heart.

He kissed Meng Liu's forehead: "Be good, I have some things to do when I go out today."

"Okay, it just so happens that I should go to Wenyuan Pavilion to submit my manuscript."

"Well, put on the curtain hat Wenzhu and return home early after handing in the manuscript."

"it is good."

The two of them changed their clothes, and Xing Jingyao ordered the carriage to take her outside Wenyuan Bookstore before leaving.

Meng Liu handed the manuscript she had written in the past two days to the shopkeeper. The book she was currently updating was called "The Escaped Maid: The Prince's Favor for Ninety-nine Days and Nights."

It is a book about robbery. The story details the story of a maid next to the prince who did not want to be the prince's woman, so she ran away. The prince went crazy and caught her back. Uh-huh.

After it was over, the maid still wanted to run away, and the prince caught her again and again, and the whole process was repeated over and over again. The final outcome was that the maid fell in love with the prince and lived happily together with the prince, happy end.

But she hasn't written the ending yet, and the plot has just reached the part of taking things by force.

Now the contract she signed with Wenyuan Bookstore is no longer a buyout, but a 28% share. Her income is divided according to sales. She gets 20%, which sounds quite small, but she is already among the ladies in Beijing. Become famous.

Even 20% is much higher than the original buyout.

In just a few days, her savings had approached three hundred taels.

Meng Liu went back to her parents' home, left a hundred taels for her parents, and went shopping around before returning home.

As soon as she entered Chunhui Garden, the maids looked at her with uncomfortable expressions. They were all a little sympathetic and a little gloating about her misfortune.

Hongtao was the most prominent. Xing Jingyao stayed with her every day and called for water every night. Anyone who wasn't a dead person would know about such big news. She had worked so hard to serve her uncle for so long and she still hadn't climbed into bed.

How could Hongtao tolerate the fact that this new maid would be favored all by herself, but she did not dare to provoke Meng Liu for fear of making the uncle impatient, so she could only suppress her jealousy.

Now it's fine, the uncle has made an engagement, and then the mistress will marry her. What kind of wife can she have with such a favored wife?

Meng Liu didn't know anyone well, the only one he knew well was Cui Ming.

"What's going on?" She pulled her aside and asked, "Everyone looks at me so strangely?"

Cuiming looked at her with complicated eyes. She knew a little bit about Meng Liu's temperament. He was not arrogant, and because he had been beaten for her before, Cuiming was sincere towards her.

"Uncle went to Yuan Mansion to propose marriage today."

Meng Liu thought he heard wrongly, proposed marriage? Why didn't she know about such a big thing?

"Don't think too much. I'm already in my mid-twenties. I will get married sooner or later. The other party is the granddaughter of the court judge of Taiyuan Hospital. I heard that she is quite talented and famous in Beijing. It shouldn't be too difficult for you. And in three years' time We have just passed the marriage, but before that, you still have to win over the uncle and give birth to a son and a half daughter as soon as possible. "

Meng Liu responded to her casually with a complicated mood, walked into the study in a daze, and sat down where Xing Jingyao usually sat.

With a slender hand, he spread out the books on the table. On the huge list was written down the betrothal gift given by the Xing family to Miss Yuan. So these days, on the surface, he was spending time with her, but in fact, all he was dealing with was the request to marry into the Yuan family. Miss's matter?

Meng Liu sneered and continued to browse. A sachet fell out of nowhere. She had seen him playing with it before, so was this a gift from Miss Yuan?

She said that there was a ghost, and she obviously loved this sachet so much that she would take it and rub it in her hand, but she still wanted her to make a purse for him as a gift.

Why, Miss Yuan did it because she was worried about wearing it on her body, but it didn't matter what she did, right?