Chapter 210 The Candy of My Husband and Best Friend
"It's snowing..."
Shen Moran stood under the eaves for a while, staring at the white snow in a daze.
The cold when it snows is very different from the dry cold in winter. It is so cold that it makes people feel comfortable and awake. The chill penetrates into the skin through the clothes, but Shen Moran wants to keep this sobriety longer.
Everywhere in life is similar, it should be like a flying dragon stepping on snow and mud.
"Be careful of catching a cold."
Zhou Zhan wrapped her in a thick cloak, took her into his arms, and stood together under the eaves to watch the snow.
"I send you three thousand pieces of white snow, and you should repay me with two pairs of red beans."
He suddenly recited a love poem. Shen Moran turned around and realized that he was standing up straight and seemed to be a head taller than herself.
"If the sick seedling grows so tall, won't it be exposed?"
There were so many flaws in his body that it was impossible to hide them from the person next to him, so now in Prince Zhan's Mansion, she was the only official concubine, and there were no intercourse girls or other women.
"Will you have other women in the future?"
Ever since Chang Jian sent that letter, she has been uneasy. Empress Jia Fei has passed away long ago, and their uncle and nephew have not had much contact with each other for many years. If the two parties want to cooperate without grudges, they can only get married again.
This means that she will not be the only one around him from now on.
Zhou Yu had many women. In her previous life, she had difficulty accepting them and finally became numb. Even though she knew that a man could not stay with only one woman for the rest of his life, she still wanted to ask a question.
"I don't know, maybe."
Zhou Zhan was not sure about the future, so he could not give a guarantee at this time. He was afraid that he could not do it and promising in advance would only hurt others more.
There was no disappointment in the girl's watery eyes, but a very calm hum, neither entangled nor complaining, so calm that he felt a little suffocated.
"It's cold outside and Your Highness is weak. Let's go back to the room."
Zhou Zhan observed her expression, which was no different from usual, but his heart was still in the air.
"I……"
He opened his mouth but didn't know how to explain it. Since ancient times, men have had three wives and four concubines, and regarded marriage as a marriage. If he wanted to take this path, marriage... I'm afraid it is inevitable.
He kept worrying about her and would observe her expression from time to time. He always felt that he had done something sorry for her and hurt her heart.
But Shen Moran sat around the stove, holding a storybook, reading it with gusto, and commenting on it from time to time.
"How ignorant is the person who wrote the story? A scholar who went to Beijing to take the exam casually entered the home of a third-rank official, and happened to witness the scene of a little thief desecrating a young lady, and staged a heroic rescue. beautiful……"
"I would never dare to write like this in my daydreams!"
It happens that the scientific examination begins in the spring. There are a lot of scholars in the capital recently, and what everyone likes most is this kind of storybook that flies onto the branches overnight.
In order to pass the time, Shen Moran asked Bitao to go to the market and buy back all the best-selling story books.
She went back and took a look at the cover. Well, the title of the book was "The Number One Scholar Saves a Beauty". It seemed that this scholar finally got the Number One Scholar... which would be a good match for a lady from an official family.
She lost interest in reading, flipped through a pile of storybooks, picked out "The Legend of Chivalrous Women", opened it and took a second look, and found that she was still selling dog meat with a sheep's head, and the scholar's first wife was a charlatan. The chivalrous girl, after following him to Beijing, discovered that she was the daughter of a wealthy family who had been stolen by her enemies many years ago.
Then he went from a poor scholar to a wealthy son-in-law overnight. Well, he did a good job in daydreaming.
Bitao peeled the orange and handed it to her.
"Princess, rest your eyes."
Shen Moran was eating an orange, glanced at Zhou Zhan, rolled his eyes, and snapped his fingers.
"Why doesn't anyone write a series about a yandere boy? A yandere boy falls in love with an innocent little maid, but his family opposes it and forcibly separates him... It's cruel and miserable. It will definitely earn you enough sympathy and tears!"
"Or the yandere young man is robbed by a domineering female snitch... the woman is strong and the man is weak, that scene is pretty good when you think about it!"
When she got excited, she clapped her hands.
"What a pity it would be to leave such good material like A Luo unused! It would definitely be interesting to change Governor Wei's character to a sickly and sinister pretty boy, or to a sickly prince!"
Bitao felt that it was not very reliable and asked: "Why do women have to be strong and men weak?"
Shen Moran said disdainfully: "The storybooks on the market are all written by poor scholars, or poor scholars with no ability. Only these people think about getting rich overnight and get rich overnight by marrying a woman. Didn't you notice that in their writings Are all the heroines in the film official ladies?"
"If this book of words reaches the back house, those ladies who have never been out and have little knowledge will easily be deceived with just a few words."
"I want to write a script that will change everyone's ideas and tell everyone that women must be independent and self-reliant and cannot be easily deceived by men..."
"Bitao, go prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones!"
Bi Tao went out in a daze to prepare pens, ink, paper and inkstones. Zhou Zhan looked at her with his chin in his hands and asked: "Even if you want to change the concept, it doesn't have to be that women are strong and men are weak. It's better to be evenly matched."
Only then did Shen Moran remember that he was also in the room, and blurted out with a sigh.
"But that's what I like..." Knowing she had made a mistake, she quickly changed her words, "I just like women like A Luo. Look at who she likes, but she prefers Governor Wei. The two of them are evenly matched, aren't they? If you want to kill me, I want to kill you. It is not easy to get to this point."
"So, in order to avoid suffering, I'd better arrange a worry-free one for the heroine in the storybook..."
"You want to write a storybook?"
Zhou Zhan raised his voice, and Shen Moran hummed and said excitedly: "Just to kill time..."
She could say that she was motivated by money and discovered new business opportunities from a small storybook. When she put on the vest, she would kill everyone!
Looking at her excitement, it seemed that she really didn't take what happened just now to heart. Zhou Zhan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and thought, just write what you want, as long as she doesn't get angry.
Shen Moran bit the penholder, waiting for Bi Tao to grind the ink, then picked up the pen and wrote the first line of words on the white paper.
Zhou Zhan took the time to meet with Su Mu and talked about the situation between the DPRK and China. The two played chess and drank tea until dark.
"Stay for supper."
Sumu also has a dinner party in the evening.
"My subordinate is now in the officialdom and has no control over his own affairs. There will be many social events at the end of the year. Thank you for your kindness, Your Highness."
There is a serious shortage of personnel in the DPRK, and various departments are selecting replacement officials. Foreign officials who return to Beijing to report on their duties at the end of the year will be moving around as soon as they return to the capital, and they have a lot of necessary and unnecessary entertainment.
"Then I won't keep you."
Su Mu wrapped her cloak tightly and stepped into the night. Zhou Zhan returned to the bedroom, and the room was filled with the smell of ink.
Bi Tao put the piece that Shen Moran had just written on the table to dry, while Changying and Hongying were putting the dried ink marks away one by one in order.
The two of them covered their mouths and snickered while watching.
"Bring it over and let me take a look."
Changying and Hongying were both good at martial arts, but they didn't realize when he was standing behind them, and they were so frightened that they almost jumped up.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."
Zhou Zhan took the manuscripts from their hands and sat under the lamp and read them one by one.
The first time, beauty saves the hero...
A terminally ill young man went to a temple to offer incense and was robbed by robbers... How is it similar to his experience at Jingshan Temple?
The difference is that the person who rescued the sick and weak young master was Qianhu, a female conferred by the imperial court...