Pseudo-event physique [female respect]

Mingqian was taken to a small garden by the guards, and then led into a gazebo by the servants. There were three paintings hanging in the gazebo, and a stone table was parked in the middle, covered with a piece of white and clean drawing paper. From the looks of it, it was Someone has been painting here.

The servant had already retreated, leaving only Mingqian fluttering in the wind in the empty gazebo, and suddenly felt a sense of desolation behind her.

Mingqian thought for a while, wondering if this was trying to show her off?The plots that often appear in TV and novels, not to mention classics, have a very high attendance rate.

Mingqian couldn't help feeling panic, she didn't know where she offended No. [-], the host here, but when she thought about it carefully, she seemed to have offended countless times, just all the little tricks she did in front of Wen Gutong were enough. It's too much to write down, if you count it carefully...Ming Qian didn't dare to think about it any more, she just comforted herself that the master invited her to drink tea and enjoy the painting.

Mingqian fidgeted for a while, but there was still no sign of Wen Guqiangqing, and there was no one around, so she became even more panicked.

A flying bird with white feathers and black velvet spots silently landed on the stone table, and Ming Qian, who was fidgeting and inadvertently caught a glimpse of its figure, jumped up in shock.

The flying bird is slightly larger than the average bird, but it has a slender figure, and its color is cold white mixed with black dots. It perfectly complements this ink-painted pavilion, and it is not afraid of people. Not only was it not surprised by Mingqian Instead, she tilted her soft and lustrous head and stared at her curiously.

Seeing its clever appearance, Mingqian was very amused, and approached it cautiously with little footsteps, and could touch the top of its head, but it suddenly flapped its wings and flew low around the pavilion. After two laps, it stopped on the scroll of the painting hanging in the middle. Mingqian stared blankly at its smooth and graceful movements, her eyes bursting with envy.

"Huaili, don't touch that painting, how many times have I told it!" Wen Gu Qiangqing appeared at some point, and was stepping into the gazebo, seeing this, her face was sullen.

The always gentle Marquis Zhongwu actually had such a stern and cold aura, which made Mingqian shrink her neck suddenly before seeing him.

Huai Li?Mingqian tremblingly pondered for a while, and soon realized that this title had nothing to do with her, so she gradually let go of the sudden mention of it.

Turning around, Mingqian raised her eyes and saw that Wen Guqiangqing had changed her usual plain clothes with wide sleeves and plain shirts today, and her long hanging hair was tied up by a white jade hairpin inlaid with gold. The waist is cinched, covered with a purple cloud veil, and the eyebrows and eyes are even more fierce. He is still the elegant and noble as outsiders say.

Mingqian's heart moved secretly, Zhongwuhou did not need to go to court, although there were custom-made uniforms that were similar to official uniforms, but Mingqian was lucky enough to see Zhongwuhou's uniforms at the priest's sacrifice, which was very special. The attire in front of him is more luxurious and domineering, and it is very eye-catching.

Obviously, the outfit that Marquis Zhongwu is wearing right now neither belongs to her usual style of dressing, nor is it the unique clothing. So Marquis Zhongwu is free to play cosplay at home? !

Without hesitation, the little person in Mingqian's heart turned around and slapped her wild head with a slap, immediately blowing away the wild thoughts in her mind.

"sit."

Hearing this emotionless word, Mingqian immediately set up a police shield in her heart, and was not sure to pay attention for a while.

Wen Gu Qiangqing didn't pay much attention to whether she was sitting or not, but raised her head slightly and stared at the painting where the white-feathered black-spotted bird stayed.

Ming Qian was also secretly pondering the scene in front of her. Seeing Wen Gu Qiang Qing obsessed with a painting, and then thinking of what happened since entering this garden, her powerful brain began to run at high speed.

To be honest, that painting is actually...not very beautiful, and therefore it has not been able to attract Mingqian's attention. At this time, if you look closely, there is an inexplicable mystery in it| The rhyme seems to be faintly born from it, but it has a different charm.

The content of the painting is a figure painting with the distant mountains as the background and the bamboo house as the foreground. In front of the bamboo house is a towering flower tree. The elegant hostess is lying on her back under the tree, the glamorous and gentle hostess is quietly lying prone on the hostess' lap, and on the other side of the hostess, a child with drooping temples is lying on his mother's lap with a vivid expression. Looking at the father, while the other boy was quietly sitting in his father's arms, curiously watching the kid's expression of trying to play a prank.

Looking carefully, this kind of painting skills is considered to be the best in this world, but Mingqian especially noticed another thing, that is, the overall tone of this painting is very light, even the warm and prosperous colors The corolla has already turned white, however, only the hostess who is lying on the hostess's lap quietly, as if in a deep sleep, is wearing a red dress, with black hair falling like dark clouds, the ink is especially heavy, and the use of color It is extremely pure and bright, which makes it particularly out of place in the whole painting.

Mingqian guessed that this painting might be the family portrait of Marquis Zhongwu.

It is said that the husband of Marquis Zhongwu was not promoted to be the husband of Marquis Zhongwu until his death.

Speaking of this little-known wife of the Marquis of Zhongwu, Ming Qian was very interested when she first arrived, and after getting acquainted with Ah Shan later, she inquired more and more.

It is said that the husband of Marquis Zhongwu was originally a fisherman in the mountains, but he was born with a very beautiful appearance without knowing it. During the travel, I got acquainted with this handsome gentleman who lived far away from the mountains and was knowledgeable.

The two share the same interests, and they are talented and beautiful. It is a matter of course, and the love gradually grows. The innocent and gentle young man lives on the river bank and learns water kung fu, but he loses himself in the ocean of warmth, loneliness, and love. Qing Zhuliu, Wen Gu Qiang Qing was even more arrogant when he was young, leaving his family behind, and took his lover to stay together in the rivers and lakes.

It is said that people who are not flirtatious are in vain, but the unruly feelings in youth eventually become the most hideous scars in life.

Wen Gu Qiang Qing could not escape the shackles of the family, and Huai could not escape Wen Gu Qiang Qing's lingering affection.

Huai followed Wen Gu and Qiang Qing to sneak into the Hou's mansion, and with his own skills, he became a servant who took care of the largest pond in the mansion, silently looking at the back of his lover's clothes that flashed by from time to time.

The old Marquis Wu took the opportunity to find many well-matched and good families for Wen Gu Qiang Qing, hoping to stabilize his little daughter's stubborn mind of not doing business properly. Wen Gu Qiang Qing never had any objection to this, but every time he sent a She swung her sword mercilessly and beheaded one of them. Most of the victims were descendants of ministers with some status in the court. Two or three were still manageable, and it was difficult to do more.

Mingqian felt that this rumor was unreasonable, and it was completely different from the style of Marquis Wu of Zhongwu today. Even if his temperament changed drastically, such a statement still made people feel a strange sense of disobedience, but it was after all It's been a long time ago. As an outsider, how did she know the details of it.

Mingqian only roughly calculated that the old Hougui had some compromises later on, and when Huai gave birth to Wen Gutong, he was promoted as a side king, and the two of them had such a warm and peaceful life.

The accident happened five years later, when Huai gave birth to a second child and died in childbirth, Wen Gu and Qiang Qing erupted into unprecedented anger, and executed all the servants and maidservants around her, even the newborn child, to force the old lord to leave. Gui, expulsion of side branches, the method at that time was almost crazy and unreasonable, but with Ming Qian's keen perception, she caught a touch of unusual meaning, and the death of this royal husband may be strange.As for the tricks here, she can vaguely guess some, but most of them are too lazy to use her brain.

Their deeds were commonplace in the big clan, but what Mingqian thought was rare was not the love between the two, but the character Huai himself, which made her heart slightly moved.

From the beginning to the end, Huai has only one wish and strives for it, and that is to follow the original agreement-to stay with each other.For this, he paid his whole body and mind.

He is pure, sincere, gentle and graceful, he has loved, killed, and saved people, but he has never resented anyone, let alone his own destiny, and he has never fallen in the most difficult years. The speculation made Ming Qian feel warm in her heart, but after all, she couldn't come up with a reasonable result.

Perhaps, this is the "talent" that every girl will have in the world she lives in. Mingqian has limited experience, and she is not sure whether every girl takes away a pure heart that will not complain when she dies of old age. The heart left to move the world is still a heart that has gone through the vicissitudes of troubled times, which is embarrassing.

Ming Qian's mind suddenly changed, and she thought of Wen Gutong's body.

As for the father of Fake Dough, he was a wonderful figure in Ming Qian's mind, but how did such a character give birth to Fake Dough, a violent and pretentious mutant?

Not long after, Mingqian's mind flashed brightly, secretly speculating, could it be because Zhongwuhou's genes are too strong?The more I thought about it, the more I realized it was possible, and Mingqian could see it clearly. On the surface, Marquis Wu had a modest and harmless appearance, but there was not much water in his stomach. When he was young, he was full of bad deeds. Mingqian felt embarrassing. , thoughts flew to the horizon.

If a few more years pass, will the fake dough be polluted into this kind of virtue?Although Tuanzi has a violent temper and bad temper, she still has the confidence to crush Tuanzi in terms of IQ because of her age advantage, but if one day Tuanzi grows into a new generation of black-bellied stars... Mingqian suddenly feels that My heart is heavy.

When Ming Qian was depressed, Wen Gu Qiang Qing turned around slowly and stared at her with deep eyes.

Feeling that seductive gaze cast on her body, Mingqian was instantly frozen and froze as if she did not dare to move rashly. She felt a little guilty about being arrested on the spot for slandering her parents.

"Your name is Mingqian?" It seemed like a long time before Wen Guqiangqing spoke quietly.

"Yes." Mingqian answered almost immediately on conditioned reflex.

There was another long period of silence, Mingqian was standing on a needle board, and sweat was faintly dripping from the forehead. The oppression of the eyes of this ancient great figure really can't be understood clearly in just a few words. Sure enough, people surnamed Wen Gu are all wrapped in white skin My son's black bumps.

"You are very suitable."

Ming Qian was about to cry, she let go of her coercion for a long time just to say these two far-fetched words.

Wen Gu Qiangqing turned around again to look at the painting with incongruous colors, her eyes were far away and silent, "You are very courageous, and you are the most suitable queen for Tong'a."

The author has something to say:

The author of the update is afraid to speak at all... Σ(°-°|||)︴But I still want to say that there is another chapter before twelve o'clock in the evening

Ah, I actually had a day of double shift, what a fantastic experience~~~