"This woman has a problem with her psychology!" Tang Que thought to himself, but couldn't bear to see her again. He closed the account book in front of him, "This is your family, come over if you want to come."

"You...you are not angry with me anymore, I'm not going to give it to you." The woman's eyes were not dry. While blew the teeth marks on Tang Que's arm to relieve the pain, she said vaguely: "If you really want it, I'll let Lan..."

"Don't say this." Although Tang Que is a man and a woman, he is really awkward to say this. "Sit down and do the account quickly. You have been busy these days, but we have not done anything here."

"Oh... I'm still eight months away." After saying something inexplicably, the poisonous widow picked up the account book and reported it seriously. Tang Que was stunned and realized that what she was talking about was the peach wood wedge tied around her waist.

The anger that was so pissed out just now was not enough to vent. Tang Que was thinking about borrowing the account to distract himself. He happened to have to make mistakes in the current account report twice, so he asked him to write and modify it. After revising it, he wrote it very much. But before he could say anything, he heard the Du Widow pop up inexplicably, "Are you really happy with me?"

Seeing the woman asking this question, she looked anxious and hurried. Tang Que, who put down the quill in her hand, thought of the goldfish in later generations again. When she turned her head and looked at the fine rain curtain outside the door, the depressed fire in Tang Que's heart slowly dissipated, and it was a moment of confusion that rose up.

Once, in the university campus in later generations, under the bright peach blossom tree, the goldfish also asked him this question, "Do you like me?", and then, the question escalated into "Do you love me?" At that time, Tang Que's answer was unhesitant, but as the goldfish suddenly disappeared, Tang Que slowly became a nihilist. While he could not find the meaning of life, the love between men and women became completely illusory in his eyes.

Invisible and intangible love is a vague illusion, and only the entanglement of the flesh is the naked reality!

After traveling back, Tang Que has changed a lot in the past few months, but his only treatment of feelings has not changed much. He has carnal desire, and even this kind of yu hope is very strong. But the only thing he lacks is the ability to love between men and women. He will be moved and excited, but he will be unable to love. He will even feel disgusted like conditioned reflex when he thinks of this word.

Tang Que knew that he had a mental illness, which had a very fashionable name in later generations called "Love Incompetence"!

As for whether you like the woman in front of you, of course you like it! Will such a beautiful woman not like that normal man?

"I like it! Of course I like it."

Tang Que's words are the truth. At this time, the sensitive woman could naturally feel it. After feeling this, the spirit on the woman's face became more and more prosperous.

After the woman calmed down, she naturally had fewer mistakes, but the speed of making accounts did not increase as a result. Often when she reported the accounts, her eyes were fixed on Tang Que without knowingly, and she had to remind her to wake up. But this didn't matter much, and she would resurrect her old ways. As a result, she had been doing it for a long time, and the accounts she had made were only one-third of what she usually did.

The heavy rain in summer comes and goes quickly, just over the last hour, a heavy rain stops the rain, and then the sky brightens brighter. Just as the poisonous widow was restless, Sister Lan ran in in a row, "Madam, the house in Zhuang Youcunqianjia leaks. The newly collected grain this year must be changed to the place quickly..."

A woman has a terrible intuition about the man she likes. Not to mention this intuition, the expression of a poisonous widow alone is enough to make Sister Lan notice many things. After glanced at Tang Que and his wife, Sister Lan suddenly paused as she said. After a moment, she continued: "The wife has to go and settle this matter in person."

The Poison Widow felt Lan Jie'er's inquiring eyes. She was so open-minded that she was afraid to look at her close girl, "Well, I'll go now, you go and cook a new tea for Tang... the accountant." After giving the order, the Poison Widow lowered her head slightly and left the study room, never confronting Lancao.

As soon as the poisonous widow passed by the screen wall in the yard, Lan Jie'er arrived in front of Tang Queshu's case, "What did you do to your wife?" Her words were filled with a strong sour anger.

Seeing that Sister Lan's round and big furry eyes staring at her, Tang Que closed the account book, "What can this blue sky and sun do?" Although the incident just now was very erotic, it was not really ecstatic after all, and Tang Que's words were not fake. Besides, the fact just now was that the poisonous widow had an attack too suddenly. If Lan Cao asked the other way, it would be more appropriate.

After reading Tang Queliang for a long time, Lan Jieer turned her head out of the study to make tea. After seeing her leave, Tang Que pushed the account book aside and took the "Wenxuan" and then read Sima Xiangru's "Changmen Fu".

This article "Changmen Fu" is actually the most in-situ article among the Han Dynasty's Sao Fu. Especially the part of the sleepless moonlit night is particularly exciting, which makes Tang Que, who is reading carefully, unable to help but recite it:

I look down at dusk, and I feel sad alone in the empty hall. I hang the bright moon to shine on it, and I am in the bridal chamber at a clear night. I use the elegant zither to change the tune, and I play the sorrows that cannot be long. The table is flowing and turns, and the sound is young and wonderful and resounds again...

After Tang Que finished reading this paragraph, he saw Sister Lan holding a cup of freshly boiled tea on the edge of his book. I don’t know when she came in, “What are you reading this?”

While Tang Que reached out to receive the tea, his eyes were not separated from the book. He replied: "This is "Changmen Fu". The fu describes the scene of Empress Chen being deposed during the resignation of Emperor Wu of Han and living in Changmen Palace in secluded. He was depressed and depressed, melancholy and sad. Sima Xiangru is worthy of being a great master of Han Fu. He wrote the humble and humiliating and dreaming of happiness after a woman fell out of favor in a deep and meticulous way. Especially this moonlit night, even using dynamic imitation, Empress Chen playing the piano and shed tears, wandering in the deep palace and unable to sleep in a lonely pillow, all of which were written in detail, and were full of desolate and sad loneliness. No wonder Emperor Wu can move him."

When Tang Que sips tea and talks about this, he remembers that the scene described in the fu is somewhat similar to that of the poisonous widow. As soon as he moved, he heard Lan Jie'er sigh and say, "No matter how lonely Empress Chen is, she has a good life with the emperor." Although Sister Lan vaguely said that she was a wife, she had an indelible feeling of self-harm in her tone.

According to the "Law of the Tang Dynasty", men are 15 years old and women are 14 years old. There are very few people like Lan Jie'er who are not married yet. Her self-harm is actually because of her own self-harm.

Tang Que didn't expect that reading a passage of fu could remind Lan Jie'er of herself. She sipped tea and smiled and changed the topic, "We are just crying for the ancients, saying that these useless things are done, but you have worked hard these two days."

Sister Lan didn't take Tang Que's words, looked outside the study and turned behind Tang Que, raised her body and pinched the man's shoulders, "How high is the queen? Once the man is gone, it will be so miserable. The woman lives a hard life, and the lady is really right."

After hearing what she said, Tang Que naturally thought of what happened that afternoon, and naturally thought of the two fleshy bodies with white and tender bodies entangled together, and the desperate and depressing crying of the two.

When Tang Que thought of the crying, the desire that had just risen dissipated. He raised his arm and gently patted Lan Jie'er's hand on the shoulder, "What a pity, this is not night, there is no candlestick in front of him."

This was said in awesome, and it really successfully changed Sister Lan's mind, "Hmm?"

"If it was night, there was a candlestick and you pinched my shoulders like this, it would be a living picture of reading incense at night and reading incense at night. It was the most beautiful pleasure for scholars."

"It's not a matter of time!" When Lan Jie'er saw Tang Que's face showing confusion, she pinched her shoulders with her hands, "I just went to the wife's room, and you still want to hide it from me."
Chapter completed!