She pursed her lips and lowered her head with a smile, "This requires the general to ask your wife. The general asked me, an outsider, how can I answer it?"
"I was rude. Forgive me for asking, how does Miss Huangfu like to get along with her husband?"
Faced with such disgusting questions, especially from my ex-husband, I almost couldn't help but blurt out: None of your business?
You know it's presumptuous, but you still ask?
After silently reciting "Be patient" several times in his mind, he spoke carefully, "General, does he know why newlyweds have to put the words "Double Happiness" on their new house?"
Facing Hua Feng and Hua Xiao's slightly surprised gaze, she bravely spoke her mind, "Because this is a happy event shared by two people. Between two people, it's not enough to have one less, and it's not enough to have one more.
The two characters "happy" are the same size and fat, indicating that there is only a difference between husband and wife, and there is no distinction between superiority and inferiority.
My husband should have broad shoulders and hold up a sky for me, without me shivering in the storm alone. As a wife, I will give him a warm home, and no matter where he is, he will know that there is someone there.
In this place, there is someone waiting for him to come home. No matter how late it is, someone will leave a light for him so that he will not face a dark and cold room when he goes home.
My husband wants to be honest with me, and I should do the same. There should be no secrets or concealments between husband and wife.
If my husband can do this, no matter whether he is rich or poor in the future, whether he is healthy or unwell in the future, as his wife, I will stay with him until death separates us."
After listening to her words, Hua Feng stood silently for a while with his eyes closed, his hands clenched into fists and squeezed tightly. Under the light of the huge wind lamp in the courtyard, it was obvious that veins were popping out of his fists.
Manmei seemed to be standing there calmly, but in fact she was staring at his hand nervously, for fear that he would do it in anger.
Such a strong soldier could kill her with just one fist without using a sword.
She looked at his fist with all her attention, but found that he quickly let go of his hand. Without missing the movement of her warily watching her hand, he said in a deep voice, "Goodbye."
He turned around and left, with Hua Xiao following closely behind him. He only heard Hua Xiao call out "Second Brother" softly. Hua Feng didn't reply, but just left quickly. The two figures were soon submerged in the night.
It wasn't until Hua Feng and Hua Xiao could no longer be seen that she let out a sigh of relief. She felt a tingling pain in her hands. When she raised her hands, she realized that she had been too nervous before and subconsciously clenched her fists. Her long nails had already covered her palms.
It was pricked, and blood flowed all over the hand, with bright red blood dripping down between the fingers.
She covered her hands and was about to go back to the house to find someone to bandage them. When she turned around, she saw Lan Ting standing at the door, leaning on the door frame, with his hands folded across his chest and his head leaning against the door frame. He just looked at her expressionlessly, completely unlike her.
He has always had a cynical attitude.
She had never been afraid of him. She walked up to him with her hands covered and whispered, "Get out of the way!"
He turned sideways and she squeezed in, asking the maid to bandage her wound.
Lan Ting waited until her hand was bandaged, then sat next to her, touched her bandaged hand, and said with a satisfied smile, "What you said is very good, I like it very much."
She looked at him angrily, "I didn't say it for you. Do you want to have nothing to do with me?"
He smiled, not caring about her rebuttal, and suddenly came over and asked, "Are you relieved?"
Get rid of you big-headed ghost!
It was okay if she didn't mention it, but she got angry when she mentioned it. She grabbed his ears angrily and twisted them hard, "I told you not to embarrass me, don't embarrass me, your ears have grown on a pig's body? I almost got killed by you today.
Get killed!"
He didn't struggle, just held her hand that was twisting his ear, and screamed, his face full of a flattering smile, and he didn't care that the eyes of the maid next to him were bulging out, and his mouth was wide enough to stuff an ostrich.
Dan went in, "Don't I want to vent my anger on you?"
"I didn't feel angry at all. I was almost scared to death by you. Do you know how scary he was after you went in? I thought he was going to punch me to death several times." She patted her chest and talked to Hua Feng.
, it’s really a good place to practice your courage. Go and break into some kind of haunted house. If you stand in front of him for half an hour, you’ll be a hero!
"If I get killed by An Yingying and Hua Feng, it will be you! You have to bury me!" She felt uneasy. She had offended Hua Feng to death today, and she was probably just a grasshopper after the autumn. She couldn't jump much.
Oh my god.
"An Yingying definitely wants to kill you, there is no doubt about it. As for Hua Feng, why do you think he will help An Yingying instead of helping you?" Lan Ting had something to say, and his hands began to move erratically around her collar.
, seems to want to reach in.
She slapped his hand away, "You don't care what I think? That's how I feel. If An Yingying and I can only have one, he will kill my whole family without touching a single hair of An Yingying."
The smile on Lan Ting's face deepened, and he leaned over and kissed her lips, "It's best if you think so."
She sneered and turned her head away, "I don't have anything. The only thing I can do is to understand my position so that I don't think too highly of myself, lest I fall too far behind."
Lan Ting pinched her chin so that she could not avoid him, "Why don't you say you think too low of yourself?"
She turned her head, not wanting to continue this topic. Lan Ting took the bird's nest soup from the maid's plate, picked up a spoon, and fed it to her, "Jiang Shang brought the people from Yue over and joined the people from Li."
Seeing that the spoon was about to poke into her nostril, she could only eat it to prevent him from poking her face. "He can come when he comes. What does it have to do with me?"
Lan Ting scooped another spoonful and fed it to her, "It's so heartless. He asked me how many times I wanted someone, and said I kidnapped you."
He glanced angrily and said, "Of course it's a kidnapping. Do you think I'm willing to come?"
"I thought you were enjoying your stay."
"That's your illusion."
After she finished eating a few bites, Lan Ting put down the bowl, walked behind her and hugged her, his hands becoming erratic, "Isn't this the end of the day?"
She instantly understood that he was referring to her menstrual period. The maid waiting in the room must have told him about it. She sneered, "So what if it's over? So what if it's not over? Can you still let me out?"
Hands began to stir up trouble everywhere. How could Manmei be in the mood today? She pushed him out directly, "Go find your confidante. I'm in a bad mood today."
Lan Ting saw her resolute attitude and left voluntarily without any further entanglement.
She had a good sleep, but she did not dare to go to the garden and could only move around in the yard.
I don’t know if it’s because the almanac these days says: Everything is unfavorable.
They have already avoided each other like this. They wear human skin masks in the yard every day, ready to avoid Hua Feng and others at any time. They only have to wear a turtle shell when going out, and they still have to meet people.
She took a miscellaneous book and read it in the small courtyard. When she was reading this page, it was fine. But when she turned the page, someone stood in front of her. If she hadn't had a good mental quality, she would have smashed the book directly.
"It seems that he didn't treat you harshly." Jiang Shang's voice was as gentle as ever.
She closed the book and put it on the table, "I heard that you are here, but I haven't had a chance to meet you."
"I always knew you were here, but I was delayed by something, so I can't come to pick you up today." A gentle gentleman like this who only exists in books is a temptation that people can't refuse.
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