Shen Nanxun took several deep breaths before saying word by word: "Unless I die."
Lu Fenghe suddenly seemed to be frozen. If he had brought a knife with him as he said before, then these four words were quenched ice, or the ice that was said to freeze corpses into bones without melting for thousands of years.
Shen Nanxun's teeth chattered, and when he let go of Lu Fenghe, he couldn't help shaking it. Lu Fenghe fell onto the pillow without realizing it.
Shen Nanxun subconsciously reached out to help him, but his hand almost touched Lu Fenghe's shoulder, but he still took it back, turned around, opened the door and went out.
Brother Bao went to bed late yesterday and got up early in the morning. Although he took a nap during the day, he ran around the yard with his brother and sister for most of the day and didn't bother to wait for Shen Nanxun, so he went to bed long ago.
Shen Nanxun said to Lu Fu who was waiting at the door: "Let Cuizhi guard my brother, and you can take good care of my wife."
After saying that, Shen Nanxun strode out of the yard.
Lu Fu pushed the door open and entered the house. Lu Fenghe still fell on the pillow in a daze.
Lu Fu heard them arguing. No, to be precise, Lu Fenghe was unilateral in the beginning, but for what reason, Lu Fu stood far away and did not hear it.
"Madam, what's wrong with you? Why are your clothes loose and your hair crooked..." Lu Fu helped Lu Fenghe stand up and said angrily with a tearful voice, "Lang Jun...Lang Jun...hit you?"
"How dare he hit my wife? The husband of the Lu family is here."
Lu Fu was a little panicked, "Slave... I'm going to Qixia Garden to report... to my wife."
Lu Fenghe grabbed Lu Fu, "What nonsense are you talking about? Did you see it or hear it? What are you reporting?"
"But...but my wife, are you really okay?"
Lu Fenghe shook his head, "Did I have an injury on my hand or on my shoulder? Why did I become the husband and hit me?"
Lu Fu was adjusting Lu Fenghe's clothes. When she saw Lu Fenghe's shoulder was red, she pulled away and looked at the other shoulder.
"He said he didn't hit me, and my wife's shoulders were all red. I must tell my wife."
Lu Fenghe was also a little angry, "If I say no, it means no. Are you my eldest girl or my mother's? If you want to be my mother's eldest girl, you can go and obey my orders tomorrow, no, now."
Lu Fu was so frightened that she fell to her knees on the ground,
"Madam, please calm down. Madam, please calm down. My slave... I'm just worried about you. Now that my wife and husband are all here, why should I compromise."
Lu Fenghe looked sad, "Get up, leave me alone for a while, and don't talk nonsense."
Lu Fu responded with some worry, "I'll wait outside, my lady, just call me."
Lu Fenghe leaned on the pillow, his eyes unfocused, and waved his hand casually.
Lu Fu quietly stepped back to the door, sat on the stool beside the door, and looked in the direction of Lu Fenghe with a worried look on her face.
Lu Fenghe turned over and lay on her back on the Arhat bed. She looked at the beams on the roof. She was now filled with questions.
Why did Shen Nanxun react so strongly to her return home?
Wouldn't it be nice for her to come home to make room for the person in the painting that he misses so much?
Otherwise, he would have room in his outer room, and he would be able to make progress openly.
Is a man's face so important? Would you rather let someone you don't love occupy the position of your head wife than get divorced?
But if he divorced his wife and returned home... then Lu Fenghe would not want to. She had done nothing wrong, and the Lu family could not afford to be embarrassed!
Why? Lu Fenghe couldn't understand.
Why did the Lu family end up in that land in the previous life?
If it was just Heming Academy, then it would be directly taken back to the imperial court and re-assigned people to manage it. This would reflect that the imperial court also had official schools everywhere.
Moreover, Heming Academy is only more famous. Other families also have their own clan schools and accept children from other clans.
Why do you have to burn down Heming Academy before you give up?
Mostly it's not because of the academy, but because of other things.
Lu Fenghe couldn't remember what happened.
In her previous life, she had been busy getting into trouble with Brother Ba. The princess was indulgent, and she wanted to get closer to Brother Ba, but she couldn't help but be stricter.
He was busy trying to find ways to prevent the princess from marrying Shen Nanxun, and he was busy managing the county and prince's palace and attending various banquets.
Let Shen Nanxun and the princess see that she alone can manage the inside and outside of the county prince's palace properly, without having to bring in another room to help her.
Lu Fenghe's eyes never blinked. They had been filled with tears for a long time, and she didn't notice until they flowed from the corners of her eyes and into the broken hair on her temples.
Lu Fenghe wiped his tears and rubbed his dry eyes.
Mrs. Quanfu, what's the use of living in a muddle. The child is missing without a clue, the family is lonely without a clue, and even the person next to her has a foreign wife without a clue.
What did he do in his last life? Lu Fenghe couldn't help but ask himself.
Lu Fenghe patted her forehead in frustration, trying to think of more clues in this way, but it was all in vain. She only felt her head hurt even more.
She only remembered that Lin Qian was finally taken back by her biological father, who said he would arrange a good marriage for her. She didn't ask any more questions and just gave her a lot of makeup.
She still remembered that when Brother Feng was ten years old, about five or six years later, Shen Erlang was injured on the northwest battlefield and became lame. He never returned to Kyoto, but took his wife and children back to Tongzhou. hometown.
She still remembered that the prince of the county had been with Brother Bao for seventy-seven and forty-nine days, so he went there, holding in his hand a small seal carved by Brother Bao himself, telling him that he and Brother Bao must be together. Burial.
Everything is unusual, but where is the problem?
Ask her to talk about the incense she made in her previous life, and she knows all about it.
Or talking about which guqin scores were recomposed, she now clearly remembers every piece.
Even if she were asked to play a chess piece, she would probably be fine now.
To be honest, I didn’t do anything I should have done, and I did a lot of things I shouldn’t have done.
Lu Fenghe has actually been escaping for the past few days since she came back. She didn't have a new schedule to bring Brother Bao back from Shanfutang.
She said she wanted to make peace with her, but she cried after saying it. She still had no plan.
She has been locked up in the back house for too long, and now she has to stay in the west wing because of her confinement period and cannot go out. But in fact, if she could go out, Lu Fenghe would not be able to leave Bailuyuan easily.
She locked herself in the Buddhist hall for three years, and now she is used to staying in a small space, with someone taking care of her daily life. She doesn't need to think about anything, as long as she lives.
With a bang, Lu Fenghe came to his senses and turned to look at the place where the sound came from. It turned out that Lu Fu was dozing off against the door, her head hitting the door frame.
Lu Fenghe still couldn't hold back his laughter, "That's it, just turn on the lamp and sleep."
After saying that, he didn't want Lu Fu to wait on him, so he lay down on his own and lowered the bed curtains.
Lu Fu walked over and closed the bed curtains, blew out the lamp, and exited the west wing.
Unless Lu Fenghe was really ill, he wouldn't want anyone to stay with him in bed. Although the girl on duty slept on the floor in the second room or the penthouse, she could still sleep the whole night.
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Hey, the update arrived today, update 1, total nine
There are two things I need to report to you readers.
First of all, I talked to someone familiar with my job about the incense thread. I tentatively decided on the incense thread as a gift for the event. I first decided on a hundred points. I said there would be no upper limit, but according to the current situation, the success rate is very high.
,very high
Secondly, the book is still in the new book period, so it is very important to read it and think about it. Dear readers, please don’t save it. Save your children, don’t save it. If you recommend more, you will get more books if you read more.