Xiaohou Ye and his childhood sweetheart

On the second day of their wedding, Huai Zong sneaks out the human leather mask that A Niang made when she was alive, and puts on a fake face to join the mysterious society.

As the third-in-command, Huai Zong sat leisurely in a tiger-skin chair, flipping through the poignant short essays written by members of the commune, from beginning to end, his teeth were so sour, he asked, "Who wrote this sadomasochism?"

Among the crowd, a thin boy stood up and slowly raised his hand: "I...I wrote it."

Huai Zong looked away lightly, saw that he was still a 16-year-old boy, swallowed what he wanted to say, and changed his voice: "It's too sour, too bitter, why do you write sadomasochism? Go back and rewrite it, it's not sweet enough .”

The young boy had a pale face, knowing that the story he had written was not to the taste of the new vice president, so he took the manuscript and withdrew bitterly.

Looking at his leaving back, Huai Zong curled his lips, this person's diction is not bad among ordinary people, but when writing the love story between her and Xiao Xing, why does it have to end in tragedy?

After reading it, she still feels uncomfortable.

Huai Zong's little heart couldn't help throbbing when he thought of Lin Chunhou holding the dead princess crying in the ice and snow in the short story of less than [-] words.

Seeing that her complexion was not good, the fourth leader of the society reminded her intimately: "Actually, Xiao Liao's writing is not bad..."

Huai Zong said expressionlessly, "Not sweet enough."

"The story is quite exciting with its twists and turns. Moreover, the stories written by Xiao Liao have always been welcomed by the people of Luan City."

Huai Zong still said the same thing: "Not sweet enough."

"The characterization is very vivid, and it's totally worth three taels of silver..."

Huai Zong raised his eyes and took a serious look at him: "Not sweet enough."

She raised her eyebrows in surprise, and said in puzzlement: "Master Hou and the princess will cooperate tomorrow, why must it end in tragedy?"

"This..." the fourth leader explained: "Xiao Liao is a writer of tragedies, and his writing tends to be realistic."

Realistic... Huai made a smack in his throat.

Why did the tragedy writer come to write the love story between her and Xiao Xing?

More realistic... Is this going around the corner and saying that she and Xiao Xing are not only not sweet, but also bitter?How unreasonable!

Huai Zong said angrily: "Bring a pen!"

The excited eyes of the fourth in command lit up, "Oh, the vice president finally couldn't help but do it himself?"

Half an hour later, a post-marriage sweet article was released, Huai Zong put away the pen, pointed at the manuscript and said, "Did you see it? In the future, when writing about her two, at least this sweetness!"

She let out a long sigh of relief, "Xiao Liao, right, a tragic and realistic writer?"

She paused, with a sullen face: "From now on, he is not allowed to write Huai Xiao, and I will tell you that from today on, he will be responsible for writing Zhang Ding, the young master of the Zhang family."

"Huh? Yes." The four hands were eager to try.It's a great idea to let Xiao Liao, a tragedy writer, write about the Zhang family dude.

Huai Zong's eyebrows moved slightly: "Aren't you afraid of offending people?"

The fourth hand patted the back of his head shyly: "Don't be afraid, our club has a backstage. It's just a small Zhang family, it's drizzle."

"..." Why are you sneaking around when you have a backstage?

Huai Zong thought about it and finally found the reason.

Well, the problem lies with her and Xiao Xing: she and Xiao Xing broke up again on the first day of their wedding.So much so that she dared not go back home, only dared to wander outside.

So, who is the one who is full of food and supports the establishment of the club?She and Xiao Xing had been arguing and fighting for three years, fell in love and killed each other, yet someone praised her?

Speaking of this, I have to mention the rules of the Zongxing Club. The high-ranking and capable people in the club live there. Anyone who joins the club can receive at least three taels of silver for every draft.

All of a sudden, some people came with love, some came for money, some competed for members, and some competed for the vice president.

When the new agency opened, Huai Zong arrived just in time, and with her speechless literary talents, she convinced everyone and became the third in command.

The top leader is the president of the Zongxing Society, and the second leader has been appointed internally, and he hasn't shown up yet.As for Huai Zong, the third in command, when the first and second in command are not in the association, all the big and small affairs are under her control.

In the club, there are those who specialize in painting the two of Huai and Xiao, and those who write poems to promote the heaven-sent marriage of Lord Houye, and there are even people who even named their children one step ahead of time.

Huai Zong glanced at the account books of the association, and thought: Who is the leader of this association?It's true love to be able to take out [-] silver as social expenses.

The sun was setting to the west, and the vice president of the Zongxing Club stood up slowly, closed the sweet post-marriage essay that he had just finished reading, picked up the tea at the right temperature on the small table, moistened his throat, and asked: " What is the purpose of the president to establish the club?"

The four leaders excitedly said: "Strive to be the number one club in Luancheng! Be the most solid backing for Huai and Xiao, and protect their beautiful love!"

"..."

Holding a mouthful of tea in his throat, Huai Zong almost spit it out.

Maintaining an elegant face, she smiled slightly: "Very good."

She probably knows the kind of god who is the president behind the scenes.

As soon as she stepped into the gate of the Hou Mansion, Princess Huayang rubbed her itchy nose and frowned, wondering who was talking about her.

As the honored guests arrived, Xiao Xing, as the newly released Mrs. Hou, came out with a smile and sweet smile. At a glance, he saw a lot of things in the hands of the maids on the left and right, and at a second glance, well, they were all good things.

Xiao Xing was slightly embarrassed.

Hua Yang blinked narrowly at her.

The fragrance of tea was wafting, she observed Xiao Xing's eyebrows and eyes carefully, and after a long while, she couldn't see any difference from the past.Then he smiled maliciously and asked, "You and Huai Zong are done?"

"What happened?" Xiao Xing pretended not to understand what she was saying.

Hua Yang leaned forward anxiously: "Hey, do you dare to say that you really don't understand what the princess is asking?"

Well aware of her temperament of breaking the casserole and asking the end, Xiao Xing helplessly supported his forehead, and the maid Ah Jiu led the servants back, she slowly said: "Do you think it's done?"

"Then it didn't work?!" Hua Yang stood up hesitantly, hesitantly said: "Could it be that Huai Zong is an embroidered pillow, which looks good but doesn't work?"

When Princess Tangtang said these words, Xiao Xing couldn't help but blushed slightly for her, there was no need to hide some things from Hua Yang, thinking of her helplessly, "She is still entangled with me about what happened three years ago."

"..." There is something wrong with Huai Zong not doing business on the wedding night, right? ? ?

"No matter who was right and who was wrong three years ago, we've already come together, so why bother with the past? It's only right to live a good life."

Thinking of Huai Zong daring to fake even Luohong, Hua Yang gritted his teeth, and the smile of the empress Shoukang's palace mother today appeared in his mind, looking at Xiao Xing, with a three-pointed resentment in his tone: "I can't see, you still I'm quite used to her."

Even dare to play with the crime of deceiving the emperor.

"What if it's not like this?" Xiao Xing thought to himself: Does it mean that everyone in the world will know that they have not consummated their marriage?Isn't it absurd!

"Where's Huai Zong? Where's her?"

"I went out early in the morning." Thinking of what happened this morning, the anger in Xiao Xing's stomach has not completely dissipated: "This guy Huai Zong is really annoying."

Aroused by the anger in her voice, Hua Yang rubbed his arms and sighed: "I don't really understand the way you gods talk about feelings."

With an idea, she took out the white jade and a thin human-skin mask from her cuff.

"what is this?"

"Good things." Huayang sent two generous gifts over as if asking for credit: "Have you heard of Zongxingshe?"

"Zongxing Society?" Xiao Xing has always been smart, and others can draw inferences from one instance to another. She infers others from one instance to another. She looked at Huayang with disgust: "Why are you interested in starting a society when you have nothing to do? Besides, this name..."

Xiao Xing raised his forehead: "What have you done?"

"Huh? Why do you react like this? Isn't it good?"

Hua Yang persuaded her earnestly: "Since you like it, why don't you try to take the initiative? Huai Zong, that idiot, doesn't look at the stunning beauty at home, so he has to run outside, heh, man, big pig's hooves!"

"..."

"I'll reserve the second in command position for you, Xiao Jiu, don't look at me like that, just say, this princess has worked so hard for you two to get here, you should be the second in command!"

"Forget it, I brought you the human-leather mask. If you don't want it, I'll keep it for myself."

As she said that, she was about to go back on her word and take away the mask that was rarely handed over from Brother Huang, but Xiao Xing said no, but he moved faster than her.

Seeing that she had accepted it, Hua Yang had a smirk on his face: "That's it. Your club, which one would you not join?"

Xiao Xing pursed his lips and rubbed the white jade with his fingertips: "Where's Huai Zong? Does she know?"

Hua Yang snorted coldly, and leaned back in the chair relaxedly: "She has blind eyes, so I don't want this princess to tell her."

Xiao Xing pursed his lips and agreed: "Yeah, then don't tell her."

To save her from misunderstanding how much she likes her.

The author has something to say:

Hua Yang: This princess is so cute!

Xiao Xing: Don't let Ah Zong know.

Huai Zong: You have already mixed in (≧▽≦)!