Sang Mian was ordered to marry the Marquis of Jinning, but her life was unsatisfactory.
The Marquis of Jinning was cold and taciturn. After one month of marriage, he rarely talked to her.
This was not okay. As a qualified noble daughter, Sang Mian knew very well that this meant that her mistress's majesty and her wife's dignity would be damaged. It also meant that she had to be a virtuous and caring person for him. She would not want to live in peace in the future.
So Sang Mian resorted to a less noble girl's tactics, writing a love note today and delivering a purse tomorrow. The day after tomorrow, she was coquettishly and slightly drunk at the place where Marquis Jinning must pass. She murmured that she loved her husband so much. When he frowned and asked someone to send her back, she clung to him and cried that no one could separate her from her husband.
The method was initially effective. Sang Mian was about to pursue the victory, but he had a dream.
Her husband actually has a childhood Bai Yueguang in his heart. In the future, he will give up her for Bai Yueguang and make her the laughing stock of the whole capital.
Sang Mian woke up: Oh, what a dog man
Meng Ji got married according to the decree, but he didn't expect that his wife had been in love with him for a long time.
At first, he felt that her love note was very frivolous. Later, he felt that she was too cute and charming to resist. Later, he secretly enjoyed his little wife's admiration and his heart was moved.
As a result, the little wife who loved him so much that they wanted to be together forever suddenly turned her back and became heartless, as if she was a different person, arrogant and cold, and wanted to sleep in a separate room with him.
Meng Ji:? ? ?
What happened that he didn't know about? ? ?
Small theater:
Excerpts from the letters of Marquis Jinning:
In the summer of the 20th year of Jingde, there were so many mosquitoes that I couldn't sleep. The next night I took my sachet to the east courtyard and found that I had already fallen asleep.
In the summer of the 20th year of Jingde, the fragrance of lotuses was far away, and I couldn't sleep. The next night I picked lotus buds and went to the east courtyard. Mian Mian had already fallen asleep.
In the summer of the 20th year of Jingde, the fifteenth month was full and I couldn't sleep. That night I jumped over the wall and entered the east courtyard. I drank wine and admired the moon. I didn't sleep at all! ! !
Intention: soft spot