Pseudo-event physique [female respect]

Tonight is a full moon.

The climate in Wuzhou alternated frequently, it started to rain lightly, and the moon hung high at night, Mingqian looked at the night sky in the middle of the night from the half-closed small wooden window, her mind was empty.

When she was drowsy, she seemed to hear bursts of whispers faintly ringing in her ears, like a lullaby sung by her mother, leading her to sleep peacefully.

Mingqian slept very soundly in the first half of the night, and she always heard a twitching female voice repeating a sentence in a daze: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mingqian, I'm sorry... .”

The next day.

Mingqian got up early in the morning, surprisingly full of energy, as if she had just slept to sweep away the gloom of the past few days.

It was raining lightly in the yard again, judging from the wetness of the ground, it was probably the rain that started again at Yinshi, but this was not enough to affect her good mental state.

Mingqian hummed a little tune and set up the stove. When she was free, she tidied up the porch eaves. While she was busy, she caught a glimpse of a light purple skirt beside the small wooden door from the corner of her eye, and she was puzzled.

The small wooden gate was originally two wooden pillars connecting a fenced courtyard, standing alone and doing nothing, Mingqian saw that its shape was not big, and it didn't seem to be difficult to deal with, so she didn't arouse Langyue, and went to distinguish it by herself. .

When she got closer, Mingqian frowned and sized up the kid in front of her with her head hanging down in frustration, and exclaimed, "My daughter? Why did you come here so early in the morning?"

Unexpectedly, the always energetic little lady only raised her head and glanced at her resentfully, then continued to put two arms on her bent knees, lowered her proud head like a salted fish, and turned a deaf ear to Mingqian's exclamation.

"..." Mingqian didn't know what to do, so she could only coax the person into the house first, so as not to make a fuss outside.

"My daughter, it's raining outside here. If you just get drenched like this and get sick, if you don't mind, why don't you take shelter in a poor house?"

Mingqian was not sure whether the fake dough was crooked or not, or how crooked it was, so she tried her best to be polite. However, the fake dough has never been polite to her. Just after Mingqian's voice fell, Wen Gutong She stood up abruptly, still with her head down, and walked straight into the courtyard. Seeing that Mingqian looked at her strangely and didn't follow her, she looked back at her resentfully.

Mingqian: "..."

What do you want? This is it?

Mingqian didn't understand, but she was used to following this little ancestor. In short, it must be right to serve people well.

Let the fake dough come in first, Mingxi is worried that wearing wet clothes will not only make her uncomfortable, but also easy to get cold, so she is thinking whether to give her her own clothes or give her Langyue's clothes will soon.

But after a while, she no longer knew who Wen Gutong was.

I don't know how long she squatted outside the door, she was drenched all over, and she was very shy when she wanted to change her clothes, and refused to let Mingqian change her clothes. Panting and staring at her, he tried to control his tone not to be so fierce: "Didn't you see that you are completely soaked, and you don't feel too cold to panic."

Fake Dough tightened his collar and muttered, "I'm not cold."

Ming Qian stared: "You have to change even if it's not cold! If cold air enters your body, you will get sick."

Hearing this, the pseudo-dough was finally willing to give her a good look, but the contempt in those eyes was self-evident, as if she was silently mocking her: You think everyone is as weak and helpless as you. It's weird to be able to get sick.

Mingqian was very angry, but she still had to keep calm, so she was aggrieved.

It's about time Langyue got up at this time. Mingqian was in a hurry to prepare breakfast, but Wen Gutong was so angry that she didn't want to talk to her, so she simply threw the change of clothes over and said angrily, "I'm going to start the stove, you'd better Hurry up and change the wet clothes on your body, if I see you standing here in this outfit later, I will throw you out!"

Wen Gutong widened his dark eyes, looking at Mingqian's back full of disbelief, he was so angry that he couldn't speak for a long time.

Mingqian was also determined to ignore her, and was busy working in the kitchen. During the period, she went to Langyue's room to dress her. After being able to wear clothes, she was baptized for a while by Ming Qian's slightly surprised and gratified eyes, and tidied herself up without knowing how to feel.

As soon as he stepped into the main room, the fake Dianzi and Lang Yue met eyes, and the atmosphere suddenly became subtle.

Langyue looked worried, frowned and stared at the little lady who was still twisting her wet clothes, her tone was full of disgust: "What are you doing here again?"

Xiaoshinv's nerves have always been rough, she didn't notice Langyue's dislike at all.

Usually, the little maid came here to do things every day, and there were no peers in the Hou's mansion to play with her, only Langyue was an "evenly matched" opponent, so she developed a habit of harassing Langyue.

Langyue would never go to the front yard to take the initiative to engage in the affairs of the master's house, so Wen Gutong has long been used to raiding here, and if he refuses to accept it, he will fight, and if he refuses to accept it, he will continue to fight. The servants dislike it.

But how did she know that ever since Mingqian woke up, Langyue found her an eyesore no matter how she looked at her, and the friendship of "comrades in arms" in the past has long since disappeared.

"Okay, let's eat."

Mingqian's voice was already sweet, and when she was in a good mood, she would sound like a baby, especially when she called for dinner, even the native-born empresses would love to hear it.

All of a sudden, Xiao Shi Nu stopped playing with her wet clothes, Lang Yue also diverted her distressed attention, and went to help Ming Qian clean up the dishes and brought the porridge bucket...

Xiaoshi Daughter had thought about Mingqian's craftsmanship for three years, and when she heard this yell, her heart, which had been depressed for the middle of the night, was healed immediately, and she took the top position very consciously without waiting for Mingqian to greet her.

As soon as Mingqian turned around, she saw Wen Gutong rushing to the dining table like a little baboon in the water, stretching out her claws to grab the steamed buns, but Mingqian quickly stopped her: "Don't grab it with your hands!"

Xiaoshinu withdrew her paws when Mingqian yelled at her, but then she remembered her status and immediately glared at Mingqian angrily, shouting unconvinced: "How dare you yell at me!"

In fact, Mingqian regretted it after she opened her voice, and she didn't dare to contradict Wen Gutong when she heard Wen Gutong's pursuit, after all, her identity was left there.

Maybe it's harmless for them to fight among children, but if the children get angry and report to the parents with status, it's not just a simple family dispute like children fighting, maybe it's still Ann should be charged with jail.The fight between Lang Yue and Wen Gutong three years ago was a profound lesson.

At least Mingqian believed that it was just a small matter where children would fight and fight when they disagreed.

Mingqian coughed uncomfortably, her eyes dodged, but her attention was quickly diverted by Wen Gutong's wet appearance.

Seeing the wrinkled surface of the fake dough full of eggs fried in oil, Mingqian became anxious and wanted to take off her wet clothes that were sticking to her body like snakes.

"Didn't I tell you to change this body, why don't you listen, just look at it yourself, it's all crumpled into a ball, and you don't feel bored and panic." As he spoke, he wanted to cross the dining table and reach out to grab her.

Wen Gutong didn't intend to talk to her at first, but seeing that Mingqian was about to come up to pick up her clothes, he was so frightened that he wanted to rush out the door. Unfortunately, he was out of size, and when he turned around, he knocked the table out of the way Half a step away, the stool behind him fell to the ground in response, and even the people fell down together.

Seeing that this was a good opportunity, Ming Qian pounced and pinned her down, grabbed her by the collar with a grinning grin, and said, "Hmph, little fat man, you're still running."

Lang Yue was stunned as she watched from the side, and the fat and tender little face of the little fat man turned red, as if she was a big girl desperately defending her virginity.

Seeing that Mingqian was about to extend her sinful hands towards her, the pseudo-dough boy immediately broke down and shouted: "You are a man who has not left the court, you are so rude, you... if you do this again, I will divorce you!" It's you!"

Mingqian was stunned, raised her body slightly, and looked around at the fake Doughzi's...fat body with a strange expression. It means "puchi" and laughed loudly: "puhahaha, so you care about this? Hahaha."

Pseudo-Dough's face turned even redder.She really didn't understand how there could be a boy like Mingqian whose behavior was so open. If this was seen by those sour scholars outside, he might not be able to be drilled by that iron mouth and every word of Mo Feng. A romantic figure who became famous and left wild history.

Mingqian seemed to have been tapped on her laugh point, and she couldn't stop laughing at all, but she also kept an eye on Wen Gutong's reaction, seeing that her face turned red again at a speed visible to the naked eye, her eyebrows and eyes gathered more and more With a strong evil spirit, he quickly restrained his smile, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and his voice, which had become crisp from laughing for a long time, rang above the fake dough.

"I'm not interested in looking at your fat body, you're the only one covering it up."

The face flushed from the fake dough suddenly turned pale, like a thunderbolt in the middle of the blue sky, looking at Mingqian with horror and disbelief in his eyes, for a long time, pointing at Mingqian with trembling paws, "You, you, you..." I froze for a long time but couldn't squeeze out any other words.

Langyue stood dumbfounded, still holding the porridge bucket on the table with both hands. At this moment, it fell to the ground with a loud "bang", which shocked Mingqian to sit up.

The sticky paste splashed all around, and the three little girls were inevitably covered in it.

"Uh......"

The bustling morning was finally subsided by this bucket.

Mingqian let out a long and dejected breath: "Ah, heat up the food first, and go take a bath."

Turning around, he grabbed the round arm of the fake dough, suppressed a vicious tone, and said through gritted teeth: "Go take a bath, and change this body!"

Tears filled the eyes of Pseudo Dough for a moment, he was so wronged by what happened just now, he pushed Mingqian away and squatted in a corner to cry.