The ugly queen wants to divorce her husband

That room belonged to the high priest. Then the quilt Xia Houyu is wearing now is covered by the high priest.

This is indirect contact, indirect hug!

Ye Yongan could not drink the bowl of butter tea given by the high priest. She put the bowl heavily back on the table, walked into the room angrily, took the wet clothes she had changed, and went out.

As soon as the person went out, he heard the high priest in the house say.

"This person has quite a bad temper. He lost his temper even if he asked her to pack her clothes."

Ye Yongan was so angry that he grinded his back molars and stamped his feet fiercely. It was as if he wanted to trample the person who just spoke under his feet.

Exhaling the turbid air in his chest, Ye Yongan went to wash clothes angrily.

"Drown you, soak you to death, you are still trying to eat young grass at this age."

Ye Yongan treated his clothes like a high priest and ravaged them severely.

"I'll rub and rub until all your skin is wrinkled."

"I'll twist it. See if you want to take off his clothes, right? I'll twist your hand off."

Ye Yongan swore that she had never washed clothes so hard in her last life plus this life.

After venting her anger on her clothes, she wanted to find a place to dry her clothes. She walked around the cabin but couldn't find any place to dry her clothes. She didn't want to ask the high priest. She was angry when she saw that man.

There were footsteps behind him, and Ye Yongan turned around to see the old woman who opened the door for them.

"Mother-in-law, where can I hang clothes here?"

The mother-in-law made a whining sound in her throat, pointed to her mouth, and waved her hand towards Ye Yongan. Seeing Ye Yongan stunned, he was afraid that Ye Yongan couldn't understand that the old woman repeated the action twice. Only then did Ye Yongan realize that this mother-in-law was unable to speak and was mute.

"You mean you can't speak, so can you hear me?"

The wife shook her head first and then nodded.

Ye Yongan didn't know whether the old woman could hear people talking or not.

"Where can I hang my clothes?"

Ye Yongan broke the jar and asked the old woman again.

She waved to Ye Yongan and then walked towards the peach blossom forest. After walking a few steps, the old woman turned back and waved to Ye Yongan. Now Ye Yongan understood clearly that he was letting himself go with her.

The old woman took Ye Yongan to a thick peach tree and pointed to the rope tied between the two peach trees. Ye Yongan put her wet clothes on the rope, turned her head and asked the old woman: "Mother-in-law, you can hear me, right?"

Ye Yongan's eyes rolled.

"Mother-in-law, how old is the high priest? She looks so young! But she is so powerful, she must be quite young, right? Is she 25?"

Ye Yongan behaved particularly sincerely.

The old woman smiled so hard that her eyes were bent, and she stretched out three skinny fingers.

"thirty?"

The old woman waved her hand to express her disapproval. She held out six more fingers.

"It's 36! I really can't tell! I thought it was just over 20."

Ye Yongan said anything against his will without hesitation.

At 36, at this age and in this era, she can be Xia Houyu’s mother!

This old woman is really too much. Doesn't she know that Xia Houyu is already engaged? Don’t you know who his fiancée is? Shameless! shameless!

The old woman had already left. Ye Yongan broke off a peach blossom and sat under the tree, tearing the pink petals to vent his anger.

"Yongan."

It was Xia Houyu who was calling her. She turned her head and looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Xia Houyu walking towards her among the scorching peach blossoms. His tall and straight figure, his handsome face, and his extraordinary demeanor all make people yearn for him.

Ye Yongan was fascinated by it.

I thought to myself, no wonder so many girls and wives care about such a man.

Food color also!

Ye Yongan was still sitting under the tree and swallowing saliva at Xia Houyu, who had already walked in front of her.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Yongan followed Xia Houyu's gaze and saw that there were flower petals on the ground that had been ravaged by her, and he was holding a bare peach branch in his hand.

"I'm hanging out the clothes."

Ye Yongan pointed at the clothes he was hanging with his bare branch. Both of them looked over. Not only were there hanging white undergarments, there was also a piece of her lavender undergarment, which was her bellyband.

"Don't look. Don't look. Do you hear me? Don't look!"

Jumping up, she wanted to cover Xia Houyu's eyes from him. But Xia Houyu was much taller than her, and she couldn't cover his eyes at all.

"Is there anything to hide? It's not like I haven't seen it before."

Ye Yongan is so embarrassing!

She put away her clothes and deliberately wrapped her bellyband in white underwear.

"Let's go, go back to eat."

go back? Go back to that old woman?

"Where are you going?"

"In the wooden house just now, the food has been prepared, and it was cooked by the high priest himself."

It's that old woman again!

Ye Yongan gritted his molars and said, "The high priest is so kind to you. He even cooks for you himself. I'm not hungry, so you can go and eat by yourself."