My wife is not a demon

"Yes, I picked it up." Hong Zhu'er raised her red lips.

"Then why did you send her to Manjiaye for safekeeping? Since she's dead, why don't you just throw her away?"

Chen Mu stared at the other party.

Hong Zhu'er was silent for a long time, then suddenly stretched her waist, her slender waist twisted out infinitely beautiful, stretched out her hand to caress Chen Mu's cheek and said with a smile: "This question should not be asked by you."

"Then who should ask?" Chen Mu frowned.

"Dear ones."

Hong Zhu'er gave a general answer. "Or... an enemy? In short, you are not suitable."

"Where is the White Bone Cave?"

Chen Mu changed the subject.

Hong Zhu'er said: "It's located at the northern border of Pisces Kingdom."

Chen Mu wanted to continue asking, but Hong Zhu'er took out a small delicate wooden box and handed it to him: "Okay, I will naturally say it when I have to say it someday. You give this thing to Kasyapa."

"Wait a minute, I—"

Before Chen Mu finished speaking, Hong Zhu'er's figure disappeared in front of him.

A faint feminine scent lingers in the air.

Chen Mu sighed helplessly, looked down at the small wooden box, carefully and dignifiedly for a while, and placed it beside Manjiaye's pillow.

Just as he was about to leave, a jade hand suddenly grabbed his wrist.

Chen Mu turned his head to look, but it was Manjiaye looking at him with his charming eyes, his drunken eyes became more sober.

The snow from the open neckline is quite attractive.

"You woke up pretty fast."

Chen Mu was surprised.

The corners of Mankaye's pink lips slowly curled up slightly, and his voice still had a hint of alcohol: "You really believe her."

"What do you believe in her?"

"I'm poisonous."

"So no?" Chen Mu's eyes lit up.

Manjiaye stretched out his arms: "Come on, continue to take off, or hold me all the time, just play as you want, and see if there is any poison on my sister."

Chen Mu cupped his hands: "Farewell!"

After finishing speaking, he left the bedroom without moving his head.

Manjiaye blinked his beautiful eyes, looked down at the specially made poisonous powder on the skin of his neck, and murmured: "It's not bad, it's not a pure brainless person."

She took off all her dresses, buried her head in the pillow, and fell asleep soundly.

……

Back at the beautiful woman's house, Meng Yanqing was cooking.

Xiao Xuan'er was lying on the table doing her homework.

After seeing Chen Mu coming in, Xiao Xuan'er greeted crisply: "Brother Mu, Daddy."

Chen Mu rubbed the little girl's head, and asked with a smile: "Where's your brother Awei, why haven't you seen him these two days, have you seen him?"

"No."

Xiao Xuan'er shook her head, and suddenly asked you out of curiosity. "Brother Mu, Dad, has my mother been sick these two days? Why does she only get up at noon every time?"

"Because I will impart knowledge to your mother again."

Chen Mu pinched the other person's little cheek, "Your mother's idiot doesn't understand anything, so I have to teach her a few lessons and teach her everything."

Meng Yanqing, who happened to come out, blushed like a persimmon upon hearing this.

Staring at Xiao Xuan'er: "Go to the study!"

"Oh."

The little girl obediently picked up the book and went to the study.

Meng Yanqing rolled her eyes at Chen Mu, and was curious about Manjiaye's situation, and asked, "You didn't do anything to her, did you?"

"I'm a gentleman." Chen Mu chuckled.

Meng Meifu didn't say anything, and returned to the kitchen to continue cooking.

And Chen Mu followed in, came to the back of Meng Meifu, put his hands around her plump waist, and smelled the fragrance from the inside of the woman's neck.

Meng Yanqing's pretty face was stained red, and she struggled lightly: "Husband, my concubine is cooking."

"You cook your food, I eat mine, and neither of us will delay the other."

Chen Mu chuckled, and untied the woman's skirt.

-

Dongzhou City, the residence of the magistrate.

The woman in front of her was wearing a gorgeous bright yellow dress, sitting upright on a wooden chair, holding tea in her hand, with a faint mist of water coming out of the cup.

That's not hot air, it's cold air.

Because the tea in the cup has long been frozen into ice.

The beautiful head that had originally grown on the woman's neck was gone, and the bowl-sized scar was clearly reflected in the eyes of everyone in the hall.

This is the wife of Du Piwu, the magistrate.

Just an hour ago, he was found dead in the living room.

At this time, Du Piwu's legs and stomach were trembling a little, seeing his former wife turned into a headless corpse, he didn't have much emotional nostalgia, but was more frightened.

"Could it be...that headless general again?"

Du Biwu looked at Suzaku envoy wearing a silver mask and said in a trembling voice. "Master Suzaku, why don't you...report this matter to the imperial court and ask the people from the Zhenmagic Division to come to support you."