His Wife Calls The Shots

Secret room.

The hypnosis has started for more than an hour, and the room is quiet.

Jiang Yuan sat in the middle, looking at the two holding hands. They closed their eyes tightly, and they had already entered the state.

He took an hourglass and watched the purple sand slipping down slowly, his mouth curled up.

"Tomorrow morning, you will have a decision in your heart."

The voice was vague and entered Feng Xian's ears.

This is the back mountain of Sheng'an Temple, quiet and beautiful, it is a very peaceful place.

On a century-old tree, there was a woman lying down, squinting her eyes and taking a nap. After a while, she was awakened by a bird.

She bit a dog's tail grass in her mouth, jumped off the tree branch, and patted the dust on her body.

It was midsummer, and cicadas were singing everywhere. The sun is dazzling and lazy for a long time.

She remembered the days when she stayed at Sheng'an Temple in those years, and occasionally she would come here for a nap after lunch. I remembered it today, so I came to miss it.

"Sister, Master told you to go over."

She looked back and saw that she was a little monk, not long after she started.

She smiled: "Okay, I'm going back now."

After passing a weeping flower gate, she saw Master Songya.

He was sitting at the stone table in the yard, surrounded by three little monks. The little monk grabbed a handful of things on the table and was lightly scolded by him: "Don't play with this. This is an invitation. Without this, we won't be able to go to your senior sister's wedding."

Qian Miao raised his lips: "Master."

Master Songya looked up and smiled: "Come back, sit down, come, eat this, Master just cut it."

He handed Qian Miao the cut apple.

Qian Miao picked it up and ate it without restraint.

Master Song Ya looked far away: "I'm a big girl. I still remember the first time I saw you you were so old. This time, I'm going to get married."

Qianmiao felt that the apple was not sweet anymore, and said, "I am married, and I haven't married far away. I still marry your apprentice. Don't be sad."

Master Songya smiled: "Master thinks that time is too fast, you are 25 this year, and Master is also old."

Qian Miao smiled slightly to comfort Master.

Suddenly, she felt dizzy and couldn't help lying on the table. After a while, she fell asleep.

When she woke up again, she was no longer in the temple, but in the sealed room.

In the sealed room.

It's only five days before the wedding, but the interior and exterior of the house have been arranged in advance, and it is full of joy.

She stretched her waist and sat up, still feeling dizzy in her head. She couldn't sit still, and fell back on the pillow.

The man walked over quickly and helped her up.

"Did your head hurt?" he asked softly.

Qian Miao shook his head and sat up straight: "It's okay. I haven't taken the medicine today. I'll be fine after taking it."

Feng Xian hummed, turned around and took medicine and water for her.

When she took the medicine, he peeled a piece of candy and fed it to her mouth, and said with a smile: "With it, dilute the smell of the medicine."

She held it obediently, the sweet smell spreading on the tip of her tongue.

The head dizziness has improved a lot, but the body is still weak. She leaned back in his arms and snuggled him lazily.

She raised her eyes and saw the rain curtain outside the window.

There was a faint smell of earth in the air, which reminded her of the earth wetted by rain.

"Axian, I want to go out and see the rain."

The man obediently obeyed her, gently picked her up and walked to the terrace outside the house.