"He is famous all over the world and has been popular for so many years. But not many people have even seen him. He is so powerful and famous all over the world, but he has never attended an event in public."
"When he was a general, he must have been a very trouble-free person, right?"
Han Jiangxue's eyes were downcast, and her face was slightly gloomy.
Yuan Mei was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the 8th wife was talking nonsense about.
"What are you crazy about?" Yuan Mei raised her eyebrows.
"Since he married me, troubles have come one after another. Now, even my father's grudges will affect him."
"Mei Yuan." Han Jiangxue gave Yuan Mei a deep look. "Do you think I am an unlucky person?"
"Nonsense." Yuanmei approached Xuebao, held her soft and slender arm, and her tone was surprisingly gentle. "You are his dear wife. Even if you bring your own bad luck and are an unknown person, he can still bear it.
"
"Why should he suffer? What qualifications do I have to let him suffer?" Han Jiangxue asked.
There is a solemn look between the eyebrows.
The identity of the general is top secret.
But tonight, when Jiang Haotian answered the phone and talked to Brother Zhang, she knew that Brother Zhang must have revealed something.
Otherwise, it would be impossible for the domineering Jiang Haotian to hesitate.
This made Han Jiangxue feel annoyed and even frustrated.
She didn't want the general to marry her and live a life he didn't like.
When Jiang Haotian, who was in a head-to-head confrontation with him and was unreasonable and unruly at all, was trying to reason with Brother Zhang and follow the rules.
Xuebao's heart was surprisingly free of pride and complacency.
On the contrary, she was sad.
She knew that Brother Zhang had passed all the suffering onto himself.
But why should I let the general face all this?
Yuanmei has no brains.
Nor can I speak great truths.
Brother Zhang usually never discusses such profound topics with her.
"Go home for dinner, I'm hungry." Yuanmei dragged Xuebao into the car.
Back to happiness.
Yuan Mei took a big dinner plate and ate all the dishes, then went downstairs with two bottles of red wine and a large bowl of rice.
Brother Zhang turned on the heating lamp and put on the red wine glasses. Although the dishes were a bit messy and the presentation was not exquisite.
But that was all Yuan Mei's doing, and of course Brother Zhang would forgive her.
"You look so bad." Zhang Ruoyu poured half a glass of red wine for Xuebao, which he had sobered up a long time ago, and complained. "Did you not eat for a day?"
"I ate a piece of bread..." Han Jiangxue murmured with red lips, not daring to lie about the military situation.
"Damn Yuanmei!" Zhang Ruoyu's eyes widened in anger. "She can last for a day and a half with one meal. How can you compare with her? Don't imitate her next time, just eat when you're hungry, do you hear me?"
"I know." Han Jiangxue picked up the bowl and chopsticks.
On the table are obviously Olaf's favorite foods, and they are all still warm.
But at this moment, she had no appetite at all.
I just tasted it symbolically, and put down the bowl and chopsticks to show my respect to Brother Zhang.
"Are you too hungry?" Zhang Ruoyu said. "I have had similar experiences before. It doesn't matter. You can continue eating after a while."
When Xuebao heard this, he felt a little sad in his chest.
He is such a good man, but he always faces some difficult troubles because of himself.
Not to mention some difficulties, even if it is a good thing like helping an old lady cross the street, if you do it every day, you will get tired of it and get annoyed, right?
From the time when Old Mo Han abandoned his family and his son, Xuebao learned to be independent and self-reliant.
Her tenacity is what she has honed over the years.
She never asks for help. If she can do it, she does it by herself. If she can't, she has to find a way to do it by herself.
Otherwise, how could she land in Junsheng and compete with Mr. Liang, an old fox?
How can one win the title of a coastal snake and scorpion queen in Binhai?
In fact, before getting married, she was really brave and fierce.
In the past six months, she has felt tenderness and happiness that she has never experienced before in her life.
She is as happy as a fool.
It's so sweet that you feel tired even if you drink water.
But all she enjoys is that someone is carrying the burden for her.
This person is her husband, Zhang Ruoyu.
She is not an ignorant woman, nor is she an ungrateful wife.
It is precisely because of this that she cannot enjoy all this with peace of mind.
This is unfair to my husband.
She wants face.
Even at a certain moment when he returned home, Xue Bao, who was thinking wildly, thought, how great would it be if Brother Zhang were not a general?
He is a cook who can make himself happy and he likes it.
He is a long-time Beimang veteran.
When he is bullied, he always stands up for himself.
If you are in trouble, complain to him, and then act like a domineering president, listening to Brother Zhang cheering you on behind the scenes to help you solve the problem and provide guidance.
She would rather do that.
I don’t want this man, who has experienced life and death, and is regarded as a god by countless strong men, to endure hardships and endure all this for me.
He deserves a better life.
The desperate thing is that I seem to be unable to provide such a life.
"I finally know why my aunt didn't like me so much when she saw me for the first time." Han Jiangxue whispered.
"How could a powerful Queen like her not know how much trouble I will have in my future life?"
"My aunt feels sorry for you. She is worried that you will not be happy, and worried that you will be very tired because of me."
"My aunt said you deserve everything in this world."
"But what I have given you is countless troubles and hardships in this world."
Zhang Ruoyu saw something strange about Xuebao when he entered the room.
Yuan Mei also poked his waist with her arm, giving a hint.
But he didn't expect that Xuebao's pressure would be so great.
Damn Mr. Han.
What kind of competitive bastard did he make Xuebao become?
This is your own daughter, don't you feel sad?
"I've watched this episode." Zhang Ruoyu picked up a piece of braised pork with his own hands and put it into Xuebao's bowl. He was in a very stable mood. "Next, should you say let it go? I don't want to inconvenience you.
Bullshit?"
"I remember that I have no right to file for divorce, but you have the right."
"Is that what you think?"
Zhang Ruoyu's dark eyes stared at Xuebao's slightly pale face.
