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Su Changan, Xia Fengxiang and others left Flower Street, unaware that Su Zhaoxin had rushed out of the Flower Pavilion to look for them.
But even if Su Zhaoxin found him, he would probably just chase the little brat away.
The main reason is that Su Changan has no time to take care of this matter at the moment.
After all, my palms are twisted!
Even though my palms are thick, if I say it doesn't hurt when being twisted like this, I'd be kidding!
But Su Changan whispered to Xia Fengxiang that it hurt, and Xia Fengxiang smiled and replied, "You don't feel any pain."
This made Su Changan even more at a loss for words.
I could only nod and say, "Yeah, it doesn't hurt."
Seeing this, Xia Fengxiang ignored it and just glared at Su Changan, then continued to look at the bustling scene on the Luoan street with a smile.
Su Changan pursed his lips with a strange expression.
After all, after coming out, Xia Fengxiang felt that the mask on his face was uncomfortable, so he took it off in a place where no one was around. In fact, Su Changan had also been feeling uncomfortable for a long time, so he took it off as well.
There were people coming and going on the street, and many of them looked at him strangely, wondering what was wrong with such a pretty girl? Why was her face always twitching? Was she sick?
As a last resort, Su Changan had to put on a mask.
This made many people look down on him.
On the road
Xia Fengxiang didn't say anything, but just kept twisting Su Changan's palm without feeling tired. Oh, it's not that he wasn't tired. One hand was tired, and after looking at Su Changan's palm again, he changed his hand. Su Changan was also stared at by Xia Fengxiang, so he stretched out his other hand.
It's purely a matter of willing to fight and willing to be beaten.
She loves to twist!
He was forced to give it willingly, even though it hurt!
But the most urgent thing is that my wife is happy, which is more important than anything else!
at last
Not far from Chengtian Gate, Xia Fengxiang said he was tired, so he went into a teahouse to rest and then returned to the palace.
The teahouse wasn’t very big, but maybe it was because of the time, but there weren’t too many people there.
After entering the teahouse, Su Changan and Xia Fengxiang found a secluded table and sat down.
Yan Ruyu and Lian Wei sat down at another table.
Just sat down.
Xia Fengxiang also loosened his hand, looking at the white palm of Su Changan's hand that was pinched, and wanted to rub it, but after thinking about it, he slapped Su Changan's hand away, and then looked at Su Changan: "What are you thinking about!"
Su Changan asked knowingly: "What's wrong with me?"
But when he saw Xia Fengxiang glaring, Su Changan immediately said, "Wife, people are always a little sentimental at the right time, right? And can poetry be taken seriously?"
Xia Fengxiang heard Su Changan was about to start his sophistry, and he had no intention of saying anything more. But now that this had happened, he immediately said, "Why is the autumn wind sad about the painted fan? You asked me to write such a poem because you thought I had changed my mind. We just got married. What will happen if this poem gets out?"
"You even brought up the story of my great-great-grandfather and great-great-grandmother. If these two knew you used it to write such a poem, they wouldn't know how to punish you! And what about the story of the couple in love at the end? Did I wrong you? It all came true on that day, not now!"
"What do you think about every day? You are so sentimental. Do you think you can write such a poem? It would be enough to write the first sentence, but you have to write something like this later. What can I say about you?"
"Even if poetry is not something you need to take seriously, there will always be people who say something nonsense. Are you dissatisfied with your and my reputation being too good now, so you have to stir up some trouble?"
Xia Fengxiang spoke and Su Changan listened.
But seeing that Xia Fengxiang was getting more and more angry as he spoke, Su Changan didn't really listen carefully to what he was saying. His mind was mainly focused on Xia Fengxiang's appearance.
I was wondering where I could find such a wife!
After Xia Fengxiang finished scolding, he looked at Su Changan and said nothing.
He immediately said: "Did you hear me?"
Hearing this, Su Changan nodded immediately: "I'm listening."
But seeing Xia Fengxiang's eyelashes trembling slightly, he immediately said, "Wife, your eyelashes are getting more and more beautiful the more I look at them."
When Xia Fengxiang heard this, he was about to hit someone.
Su Changan hurriedly said, "Wrong, wrong."
Xia Fengxiang withdrew his hand and glared at Su Changan.
Su Changan also smiled helplessly, and then said: "Then what can I do? I have already written the first sentence. I will feel itchy if I don't finish it! And I feel frustrated!"
The poem was copied.
But after Su Changan wrote the first sentence, he was so interested that he wrote the whole poem.
After all, my emotions have reached that point, and I would feel depressed if I didn’t finish writing.
But seeing that Xia Fengxiang's eyes were not right again, Su Changan immediately said with a quick mind: "Besides, I thought of the first time we met."
Xia Fengxiang heard it, thought for a moment and then said, "When you were lying with your head in the puddle and unconscious?"
Hearing this, Su Changan was stunned for a moment, then asked, "Did I look like that at the time?"
Xia Fengxiang asked back: "What do you think?"
Su Changan frowned, and seemed to want to drink water at that time, but shook his head and said: "It's not important, I'm talking about the way you and I were when we first met, and look at it now! Nothing has changed, right? Except that you torment me a lot at night and occasionally have a strong desire to eat, there is not much change. Isn't this what life is like when you first meet? As for the rest, I don't think many people will think about how we are, absolutely no one will think about it, maybe some people will think."
At this point, Su Changan thought for a moment, and then immediately said seriously: "I also feel that this is because I cherish you too much, so I wrote this poem! I am afraid that you will abandon me."
Hearing Su Changan's twisted logic, Xia Fengxiang looked at him in surprise, but after looking at him for a while, he rolled his eyes and said, "Go away! There are still people who want to cherish me too much. Who would think that?"
As he spoke, he rolled his eyes again.
Su Changan said: "As a scholar, you know, sometimes it's easy to let your imagination run wild, and even think of things that the original author couldn't think of."
Xia Fengxiang looked at Su Changan, shook his head helplessly, and then asked: "What a twisted theory! And there's nothing else written on that piece of paper, right?"
Su Changan pursed his lips.
Not speaking is an answer.
Seeing Su Changan's expression, Xia Fengxiang immediately asked, "Su Changan, don't tell me you wrote something nonsense!"
Su Changan immediately said, "It's just that I wrote that I can't let you see the poem, or I'll get beaten if you see it. It's okay if others see it, it's proof of our love, right?"
Snapped!
It was Xia Fengxiang who kicked Su Changan directly on the leg under the table.
Then he glared at Su Changan.
Su Changan curled his lips: "What can I do? I didn't expect that they would choose this poem, and..."
At this point, Su Changan's mind turned, and he immediately said: "This matter is all our second brother's fault."
Xia Fengxiang: "Huh?"
Su Changan continued, "Look, if it wasn't for my second brother looking for Maomao, Maomao wouldn't have come to the Flower Garden, and wouldn't have chosen the poem, and people wouldn't have discovered it, right?"
Xia Fengxiang was a little fascinated when he heard these words, especially when he saw Su Changan's sophistry and the expression on his face that said 'believe me now'.
I don’t know why, but I never get tired of watching it!
Ah!
Where can I find such a good husband?
but
Listening to Su Changan's sophistry, Xia Fengxiang also wanted to laugh.
She was not angry at all because of the poem. It was written so well, why should she be angry?
Although the content made her angry, it only lasted for a moment.
But as to why he kept pinching Su Changan and why he was being so unreasonable now.
No reason!
He got angry because he saw the poems embroidered on Liu Baishi's body that Su Changan had written to Liu Baishi in the past!
That's it!
Su Changan finished speaking.
Xia Fengxiang didn't listen much, but he heard what happened to his second brother, and thought that the root of the matter was still his second brother.
In fact, Xia Fengxiang didn't know why his second brother won the championship, but he could ask him.
So he nodded and said, "Just find a time to ask my brother to come to the palace."
Having said that, Xia Fengxiang looked at Su Changan's hand again, then reached out to help rub his palm, looked at Su Changan and said, "Don't write poems for anyone casually in the future, got it?! Especially for women."
When Su Changan heard Xia Fengxiang's first sentence, he thought he had successfully pushed his wife's anger onto Chen Xin, but then he heard the following words.
But he was stunned.
What do you mean, this song was not written for anyone else.
Xia Fengxiang didn't care whether Su Changan understood or not, he just looked at Su Changan.
Su Changan still didn't understand, but nodded: "Okay."
Xia Fengxiang nodded: "Then I won't say anything about you."
Su Changan heard that, although the latter part about writing poems for others was a bit confusing, but when he heard that it was a new chapter, Su Changan naturally nodded: "Okay!"
But the next moment.
Xia Fengxiang looked at Su Changan and asked, "Is Liu Baishi pretty?"
This is not the first time I have asked this question.
Su Changan immediately replied: "Not as pretty as my wife."
Xia Fengxiang looked at Su Changan: "Tell the truth!"
Su Changan pretended to think about it, then said, "For example, the fact that Yuzhen has gained weight is true!"
Xia Fengxiang burst out laughing and cursed: "What a metaphor!!"
But after saying that, Xia Fengxiang glanced at Yan Ruyu, then looked at her carefully and nodded: "But, she is really fat."