Yan Mu leaned over and grabbed Liu Yunxiang's arm.

"Since he is an illegitimate child, he should not have been born, and he should have been strangled to death after birth. He does not deserve to live in this world!"

Liu Yunxiang's face darkened, and he slapped Yan Mu hard with his other hand.

"It's you that damn it!"

This slap made Yan Mu calm down.

He let go of Liu Yunxiang, leaned back on the pillow, and laughed softly a few times.

"Okay, if someone else raises my son for me, I won't suffer any loss."

Liu Yunxiang could only suppress his anger when he thought that he was here to beg him.

"When you die, I will ask my children to collect your body."

"Anything good to say?"

Liu Yunxiang pursed his lips and said, "I came here tonight to ask you for a favor."

Yan Mu drooped his eyelids and chuckled, "You asked me for help and slapped me?"

Liu Yunxiang's hands still felt a little numb at this time, and he had indeed exerted too much force.

"We can also talk about a deal. As long as you help me get through the crisis in the food store, I can give you food."

She knew that Yan Mu was not short of food, so she had no confidence in saying this.

"Grain, you don't have much left, right?"

"I'll give you ten thousand stones."

"But I won't suffer any loss."

"..."

Yan Mu glanced at Liu Yunxiang, letting her think, and then took a book from the bookshelf behind him, which was a book of poetry.

He casually opened a page, which was a poem about a girl's love for spring.

On a spring trip, apricot blossoms bloom all over your head.

Whose young man on the street is very romantic?

I plan to marry you and live in peace for the rest of my life.

Even if you are ruthlessly abandoned, you cannot be ashamed.

This poem brought back a long memory of Yan Mu for no reason. It was also a spring night. After completing the task assigned by his adoptive father, he came to the river to wash the blood on his hands.

That night, the stars in the sky were like pearls shining on the lake, and thousands of stars were shining like daylight.

But he was filled with disgust, and he didn't know whether it was the beautiful scenery on the spring night or the blood on his hands that offended him.

At this time, a master and his servant ran over laughing. Because he was leaning down, they did not see him and went to the other side through the grass.

"Girl, let's put out the lanterns."

"Let it go."

"Make a wish."

"I don't want it, I'm so stupid."

"You need it, it's very effective."

"No."

The little maid had no choice but to at least light the lanterns and make her own vows.

"I hope my girl will find a suitable husband. He must be talented in literature, preferably the number one scholar."

"I heard that the number one scholar is usually either ugly or old."

"Ah? What about the flower hunter?"

The little girl's voice was smart and childish. Yan Mu straightened up and took a look over there. It was a man wearing a peach pink spring shirt, a double bun, and an apricot silk flower. He was pouting and wondering if Hwa Lang looked so good.

nice.

"In short, my future husband must be tall and handsome, as beautiful as the autumn moon and as beautiful as the spring flowers."

"Girl, good-looking men are all troublemakers."

"Don't you worry about being ugly?"

"That's not true."

"So why not marry someone good-looking? At least you can look good and eat two more bowls of rice."

The little maid nodded, "Well, my girl's husband must be extremely good-looking, and he must not be too fussy, and only loves my girl."

Seeing that the little maid's request was so simple, the little girl quickly added a little more.

"Etiquette, music, archery, imperial control, calligraphy, and arithmetic are all still required."

"You also have to have a good temper."

"After all, I am also a girl from the house of the Minister of Rites. His family background should be comparable to mine. The most important thing is that I don't want to eat bran-fed vegetables after marrying him."

…

"Girl, didn't you say it doesn't work?"

"If it works out, I won't suffer a loss if you promise me a good face."

"Okay, I'll listen to you."

The little girl felt relieved after hearing her maid agree to everything she said.

"By the way, where is Liu Yunheng?"

The little girl turned her head and saw him unexpectedly.

Her eyes widened and she was startled.

He joked: "Do you think I look good?"

The little girl's eyes widened, "You...you eavesdropped on our conversation!"

"I'm not deaf."

"I didn't see you..."

"That's because you are blind."

"you……"

"Can't a girl like me with my beauty?"

The little girl's face turned red with anger, but then she rolled her eyes, as if she had thought of some bad move, and really looked at him seriously, "He looks very good, he couldn't be from Goulan Courtyard, right?"

He pretended to be surprised, "The girl from the Minister of Rites' Mansion actually knows about Goulan Courtyard, why don't you go there?"

"No!"

"Master Liu's tutor is really strict."

"I didn't! I didn't!" The little girl stamped her feet angrily, "Don't you dare slander me!"

Yan Mu was so amused by the little girl's naive look that he couldn't stop laughing. He stood up and said, "If you can't find a suitable husband in the future, you can marry me. After all, there are not many people as good-looking as me in this world."

."

Seeing that the little girl was so angry that she was about to cry, Yan Mu quickly ran away.

She was fourteen that year and he was sixteen.

However, she no longer remembers him.

"I have no choice but to beg you."

This sound pulled Yan Mu back. He raised his head and looked at Liu Yunxiang. She was no longer the straightforward and lovely little girl. She had been a widow and had experienced too many human relationships. She was no longer as innocent as before.
Chapter completed!