After being a widow for half my life, I found out that my husband was not dead.

Based on Yan Mu's temper, after Liu Yunxiang said this, he thought that if he hadn't said forcefully: You are my person, I don't care if you want it or not, you have to follow me regardless of life or death.

No matter what happens, he will leave angrily and then have a cold war with her.

Yan Mu has a paranoid personality, so she doesn't expect to be able to explain to him even once. But his reaction next was beyond Liu Yunxiang's expectation.

He wasn't angry or violent, he just squatted in the corner, lowered his head and said nothing.

It's a little pathetic.

Liu Yunxiang felt cold, got up and went out.

When they came to the courtyard, two little girls, Zijin and Huazhu, sat on both sides of the steps, looking at the small kitchen to the east.

Liu Yunxiang choked on the smoke when he came out, but saw black smoke billowing in the small kitchen, mixed with a bitter smell that hit his nose.

"Who is in the kitchen?" Liu Yunxiang asked.

Zijin stood up and replied: "Madam...ahem, Chongming, the miracle doctor."

Liu Yunxiang looked at Zijin, who stuck out his tongue.

"The miracle doctor asked the slave to call him his wife. He also said that if the slave doesn't obey, he will be sold."

Liu Yunxiang couldn't help rolling his eyes, he was quite ladylike. When I was in the outer room, I cried all day long and the tea smelled like tea. As the main wife, she has the right aura and is also virtuous in the kitchen.

It would be a pity for such a talent not to sing.

At this time the beggar came back from outside, clutching his stomach and looking disgraced.

"You were beaten?"

The beggar sighed and said, "A group of stinky beggars will fight me."

Aren't you also a stinky beggar? Liu Yunxiang complained in his mind, and then asked: "Why do people beat you?"

"You think I'm taking over their territory."

"You went out to beg for food?"

The beggar tore at his tattered clothes, "I am a beggar, and begging for food is my real job."

Liu Yunxiang hummed, "You deserve it."

The beggar sighed, "I am a beggar who travels all over the world with a broken bowl, but I have failed here in Yangui City. There are too many beggars on the street, ranging from seventy to eighty years old, to those who have just learned to walk. I can't help it." I’m too embarrassed to take out my broken bowl.”

Liu Yunxiang nodded, "After years of fighting, the people who suffer the most are the people."

"Especially for the people in this city, no family has a complete population. Either they went to the battlefield, they were killed by the Beijin people, or they starved to death." The beggar shook his head.

"Then why don't they leave here?" Zi Jin asked puzzledly.

The beggar repeatedly said, "Many of the people here were sent here after committing crimes and can only stay here for the rest of their lives. There are also some people who have lived here for generations. If they want to leave, they must get approval from the government so that they can pass through the cloud." Go south from Jiaguan. It’s like a huge cage. It’s easy to get in but hard to get out.”

Zi Jin frowned, "We are all the same people of Da Rong, how unfair is this."

"We are all human beings. Some people are born rich, and some people are born beggars. There is nothing fair or unfair." said the beggar.

At this time, the door of the small kitchen was kicked open, and Chongming walked out cautiously. His face and clothes were blackened, and she was holding a bowl of soup in her hand, which was dark.

"Is it time for dinner?" he asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, the cook from the post house came in carrying a big food box.

When dinner was put on the table, Chongming also put his bowl of soup on the table.

The beggar glanced at it and said, "I don't drink anyway."

Chongming gave him a cold look and said, "It's not up to you to drink."

"Then you are?"

"This is the black-bone chicken soup I made for my husband. I simmered it for exactly three hours." Chongming said and sighed, "In the past two years, I have not been with my husband. He has suffered, and I have to make up for him."

Everyone is used to Chongming talking crazily all day long.

When it comes to Yan Mu, the beggar has called him several times, but he doesn't come out of the west room.

"Bitch, hurry up and call your husband for dinner." Chongming shouted at Liu Yunxiang.

Liu Yunxiang narrowed his eyes, "If you call me a bitch again, I will ask Yan Mu to divorce you."

"you!"

"Hmph, who told you that your breasts are not as big as mine!"

"Ah! Bitch! Bitch!"

Chongming was most concerned about his breasts. He was so angry that he scolded Liu Yunxiang several times, but when he looked at his flat chest, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

Hua Zhu lowered her head silently. A few days ago, Liu Yunxiang gave her a box of ointment and asked her to secretly replace the box of ointment used for breast augmentation in Chongming.

This is the first time she has betrayed her master, but she is really doing it for her master's good.

If the ointment is really effective, he will not kill himself when he wakes up one day.

Liu Yunxiang entered the room and saw Yan Mu still lowering his head. After such a long time, he wouldn't...

"Crying secretly?"

Yan Mu suddenly raised his head, his eyes were really red, "You are crazy, how can I cry? I haven't cried since I was ten years old."

Liu Yunxiangmo, when Yan Mu was ten years old, Yan Mu's parents and all relatives died.

She turned her head away and hardened her heart: "I haven't told you yet, Xie Zian is not dead, and even attacked the Marquis. I am now the Marquis of Jing'an. You, you want to get married when you return to Beijing, so we two If it's early, it's early, and no one will be hurt."

"Xie Zian is not dead, then I will kill him. If you don't want me to get married, I won't get married. If he forces me, I will rebel against him. What's the big deal."

"What about Jin You?"

"..."

Liu Yunxiang saw that Yan Mu's eyes were getting redder and trembling violently, like a trapped animal. She shook her head and laughed, "Where do you get the childishness from?"

"..."

"Yan Mu, no one is spoiling you."

Liu Yunxiang stood up and walked to the door, then turned back and said: "Okay, let's eat."

Not long after she sat down, Yan Mu came out with a sullen face.

Unlike the aggrieved and angry look just now, he looked cold and cold at the moment, as if he had just killed someone.

Chongming would not look at Yan Mu's face, and he hurriedly poured a bowl of chicken soup in front of him, "Husband, please try the chicken soup I made for you."

Yan Mu didn't even look at what the bowl of chicken soup looked like. He picked up the bowl and poured it in directly.

Chongming happily filled him with another bowl, but Yan Mu still didn't look at it and drank another bowl.

After the third bowl, the beggar warned: "You drank too much chicken soup, be careful of diarrhea."

Chongming glared at him, "You are a beggar, how dare you go to the table and squat at the door to eat."

The beggar didn't care about the madman and left with a plate of steamed buns.

Yan Mu drank three bowls of chicken soup and turned to go back to the west room.

Chongming hurriedly grabbed him, widened his eyes and said, "Didn't we agree that you would come to my room tonight?"

Yan Mu was not in the mood to go crazy with him, so he tore off his sleeves and entered the west room without even looking at him.

Chongming was panicked now, but he didn't dare to offend Yan Mu, so he had to say to Liu Yunxiang: "Go and persuade your husband to go to my room."

Liu Yunxiang exhaled and thought, even if I persuade him to go to Qinlou Chu Hall, I can't marry you.

But she smiled and agreed, "I'll try my best."

After dinner, Liu Yunxiang heard that Xingyi woke up, so he brought a bowl of rice porridge in to feed her. While she was feeding Xingyi, she saw Yan Mu still squatting in the corner, and wondered if he was acting like this to make her soften.

After feeding Xingyi, Liu Yunxiang carried him out to Zijin, thinking of going back to the house to have a good talk with Yan Mu.

But as soon as he entered the room, he stood up and pressed her against the wall.

But I saw that his cheeks were red, his breathing was heavy, his eyes were confused, and below...

Liu Yunxiang couldn't help but widen his eyes when he thought of something, "Chicken soup on Chongming night..."