Chapter 42：

Ruan Xi's heart jumped, and her strong desire to survive made her shook her head quickly.

"No, no, Brother Tingzhou, you are not afraid at all. Really, I just laughed that Young Master Li had been with you for so long and didn't even know you at all."

At the flower banquet that day, she deliberately joked with Wen Jingru that Wen Tingzhou was timid and didn't even dare to hold hands, and then she was caught off guard by Wen Tingzhou... and that hug made her copy Hua Yan Jing in her free time.

In fact, Li Jingcheng didn't know that the real counselor was Ruan Xi, so she hurriedly slipped Li Jingcheng out as a shield.

Wen Tingzhou took a deep look at Ruan Xi: "It turns out to be like this, it seems I misunderstood Ruan Ruan."

There was a hint of regret in his tone.

It seems to regret that there is no further opportunity.

Ruan Xi felt guilty.

Li Jingcheng saw a toothache. The two are really a natural match.

It's harder to watch their good show than to go to the sky.

Suyu Suzhu hurried in at this time, followed by Mama Yang who got the news.

They were all shocked by Li Jingcheng's actions, and they couldn't react for a while. Who would have expected the grandson of the grandson to break into the inside.

"Miss, Master Wen, you guys... are you okay?"

In fact, Suyu Suzhu wants to know if there is any good thing about Young Master Wen and Miss Li, but seeing the situation where Young Master Wen and Miss Wen sit face to face and drink tea, there should be nothing.

The two could not tell whether it was disappointment or rejoicing.

Ruan Xi shook his head and smiled, and said in a tactful tone: "We are pretty good, but Li Gongzi is a little anxious."

Wen Tingzhou agreed with a smile.

"Jing Cheng is indeed not calm enough, he is also curious, so he has to temper his temper."

Li Jingcheng: "..."

He was really wronged. He was curious. It wasn't because Zirun grew up to have someone he liked. It was a miracle among them.

Now that the two have not married yet, they have dealt with him in unison.

Li Jingcheng grinds the alveolar after grinding.

Zi Run, this guy who has forgotten his friends.

Because Li Jingcheng suddenly broke in, Wen Tingzhou and Ruan Xi didn't continue talking, and everyone came out of them.

The exquisite small attic is still placed on the table, but the golden pig and the white rabbit in the attic that had embraced each other have restored their original appearance.

Don't think about it, it must be Li Jingcheng.

Ruan Xi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Oh, sorry, Miss Ruan Si, she was bored for a while, couldn't help but play with the mechanism of the small attic, and forgot to pull back to the third small wooden stick."

"How about I help you get back to what you were just now?"

Li Jingcheng pretended to be embarrassed, but the smirk in his eyes couldn't hide.

Ruan Xi curled his eyebrows and pursed his lips and smiled: "It's okay, I think it's good to be restored."

Wen Tingzhou glanced at the smug Li Jingcheng, rubbed his fingers, thinking about how much effort should be used when discussing.

"Ruan Ruan, I'm going back first."

Wen Tingzhou walked in front of Ruan Xi, reached out and brushed the strands of hair scattered on her cheeks behind her ears, and accidentally touched her ears with a hint of dismay.

"Well, be careful on the way."

Ruan Xi paused for breath, pursed his lips, and watched Wen Tingzhou and Li Jingcheng leave.

Mother Lin came over at this time.

She smiled and ordered the maid-in-law to carry the small attic to the desk in Ruanxiliwu before returning to the wing for lunch.

Ruan Xi: "..."

She looked at the Huayan Sutra that had been copied half on the table, and then at the cute golden pig and white rabbit in the small attic.

As soon as she saw the golden pig, Wen Tingzhou's handsome face appeared in her mind.

This sense of presence... plus Lin's awesome assist.

Ruan Xi silently twitched his mouth, Wen Tingzhou, a scheming man.

Facing the golden pig in the small attic, can her Huayan Sutra be copied?

"Miss, it's time to eat." Suyu came in and said.

Ruan Xi hurriedly converged his mind and went to the hall to eat. After lunch, Suyu Suzhu was clearing the table, while Mama Yang stood beside Ruan Xi talking.

"Miss, starting tomorrow, I will teach you how to cook."

Mother Yang is thinking about it. Mother Lin is an excellent and powerful parenting mother. She is more than enough to teach the young lady and does not need her to intervene, but she can teach the fourth young lady cooking.

"Cooking?" Ruan Xi was surprised. She didn't expect that what Ms. Yang taught her would be the same as what she taught the hostess in the original book.

It's all cooking.

The hostess Mu Qingci likes good food and is a foodie. Yang's mother teaching her cooking skills is exactly what she wants.

Ruan Xi wondered if Yang's actions were influenced by the plot of the original book in addition to her own thoughts.

Mother Yang misunderstood Ruan Xi's surprised expression, thinking she couldn't let go of the figure of a lady to learn how to cook, and hurriedly mentioned the benefits of learning how to cook.

"Miss, as far as I know, the uncle and madam did not let people teach you cooking skills. In fact, cooking skills are not impossible to use on the countertop. Noble ladies from aristocratic families have specially taught one or two skills. For example, the skill of making soup is the most important thing. weight."

When Mama Yang talked about making soup, Ruan Xi thought of the other aunts in the backyard of his uncle.

Especially Aunt Lin.

For more than ten years, Aunt Lin sent her maid to give her uncle's soup soup.

Mother Yang continued: "Miss, giving soup is also a kind of knowledge and a means of competing for favor. It's just that this method of favoring is more common, but for the elders and men, they enjoy the feeling of being cared for."

"If you have learned how to cook soup, you can give the old lady and uncle in the house some filial piety with your own soup meter. I think they will be very happy, and you will also know the effect that you can achieve by yourself and the next person. are different."

"After you get married, you can also cook some soup or cook some delicious side dishes for your husband from time to time to enhance the relationship between your husband and wife. Don't think that being a virtuous wife is to take care of your husband's backyard and help your concubine. You can’t be jealous, or you’ll be jealous, and you can’t dress up like a concubine room. It’s all a fallacy to be like a concubine. Doing so will only stiffen the good relationship between husband and wife. Respect is like a guest or like water and fire, and only you know the suffering in your heart."

Ruan Xi agrees with what Ms. Yang said in his heart.

"If Mama Lin teaches you to be virtuous and generous, not jealous, you must regard your husband as your priority, and find a few beautiful maids early / teach you to use it as a solid pet, don't listen to these, Mama Lin is from the Wen family She will only teach you this from the standpoint of the Wen family. You must know something about Master Wen now. In fact, as long as you grasp Master Wen’s heart, everything else is not a problem, even if you monopolize Master Wen, Nor will he be labeled as jealous by her husband."

Mother Yang said more and more, and the content became more biased. She also quietly put eye drops on Mother Lin. In her opinion, this is very likely to happen. She did not know that these words were unexpectedly correct. Ruan Xi's appetite.

She remembered the scene of her first meeting with Mrs. Wen. Wen Tingzhou's behavior impressed Ruan Xi and was quite heartwarming.

When Ms. Lin taught other aspects, she did not hide her selfishly and did her best. Ruan Xi has learned a lot, but Ms. Lin would instill some obligations about the wife without a trace, and it was kind of brainwashing for her to boil frogs in warm water.

These Ruanxi will be automatically filtered.

"Mother Yang said so deeply to my heart, drink tea to moisturize your throat first."

Mother Yang was so dry that Ruan Xi’s cup of tea was just timely rain.

After drinking the tea, Mama Yang continued, sometimes cite a few examples of imperial concubines.

Ruan Xi listened with gusto.

At some point, Suyu and Suzhu also surrounded them.

...

At the other end, after Wen Tingzhou and Li Jingcheng left the sincere mansion, they rode for some distance. When the guards behind were a little far away, Li Jingcheng looked at Wen Tingzhou, put a hippie smile away, and said with a serious face: "Zirun, don't worry. I will not reveal the hidden mechanism in your small attic."

Wen Tingzhou smiled and nodded as he rode his horse forward: "I know you won't, otherwise I won't be exposed in front of you."

If you don't trust Li Jingcheng, he can write to Ruan Ruan Pavilion's secret, but in this way, the purpose he came here today cannot be achieved.

Li Jingcheng was happy, but when he thought of another thing, he couldn't help but tentatively asked: "Zirun, I heard people say how many times have you had a drink in the restaurant with the second son of Qi Er from the Huaiyang Houfu?"

"Yeah." Because of another identity, Wen Tingzhou did not contact Qi Yue'an privately, but made an honest appointment.

Qi Yuean is Miss Ruan San's fiancé, or a well-known trousers. He doesn't learn and can only eat, drink and have fun. His contact with him will not lead to doubt.

After probing several times, Qi Yuean is indeed not easy. He privately introduced someone to the Fourth Prince yesterday.

Li Jingcheng was speechless, and said with his lips: "Zi Run, you are too concerned about Miss Ruan Si's family, right? First Ruan Yuwen, now the second son of Qi, are you planning to give them a hand?"

Wen Tingzhou smiled, but did not deny it.

Li Jingcheng secretly said that Miss Ruan Si was really a confidant, and she fainted Zirun.

"Zi Run, do you really like Miss Ruan Si?"

Wen Tingzhou glanced at him lightly: "What do you think?"

In the beginning, he fulfilled his promise to be married, and he didn't like it, but after in-depth understanding and communication, he did like Ruan Ruan.

If he didn't like it, how could he spend his mind and energy to carve an attic of an office himself.

Li Jingcheng was silent.

Wen Tingzhou smiled faintly, and separated from Li Jingcheng at the third corner.

As soon as he returned to Wen's Mansion, Wen Tingzhou asked Manu to come over and lead the horse. Wen Ming's butler appeared in front of him and said respectfully: "Master, you are back. Madam is waiting for you in the courtyard."

Wen Tingzhou paused in his footsteps: "Well, I will pass now, can something happen in the mansion today?"

Wen Ming shook his head: "If you go back to the young master, no, but the news that you sent Miss Ruan Si's small attic, young master, reached Madam's ears."

Wen Ming finally couldn't help but remind the young master.

Wen Tingzhou raised his eyebrows and nodded with a smile to show that he knew it. If he was summoned by his mother because of this, he would have been prepared.

When Wen Tingzhou stepped into the main hall of the courtyard, she saw Madam Wen sitting in the first place drinking tea, and several maids and mothers standing aside respectfully.

When Mrs. Wen saw him coming in, she didn't put down the tea cup in her hand, she just snorted softly, and then she retracted her eyes to continue drinking tea.

When Wen Tingzhou saw this, he felt like Mingjing. He stepped forward to salute, cleared his throat and asked concerned: "Mother, I don't know who made you angry?"

Mrs. Wen couldn't help but glared at her son who knew she had asked. Who else was there besides him, her mother-in-law was thrown aside before the wife had married in.

Mrs. Wen felt quite uneasy.

"Tingzhou, I heard that you personally carved an exquisite small attic and gave it to Miss Ruan Si, can you do that?"

Wen Tingzhou nodded and admitted: "There is indeed such a thing."

"For so many years, I, as a mother, didn't know that you can work as a carpenter. It's really dereliction of duty." Mrs. Wen's voice was faint, and she looked at her son with a smile.

The author has something to say: 　　 Thank you for your Huahua, Momo Fupin Chinese