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

Taking another closer look, he saw Yan Mu sitting cross-legged on the floor of the open room, sitting upright, but closing his eyes to rest.

No old monk can stay in concentration like him!

As she kicked the door open, the charming female voice stopped abruptly. Liu Yunxiang looked inside and saw a woman with few clothes on the big bed, lying on it, and a man kneeling next to her, with his hands on the woman's back. Smooth back.

This man is none other than Chongming.

Chongming was also startled by the sound, but after seeing the person clearly, he continued moving without any concern. I saw him pressing the woman's back with both hands, using skillful techniques, pushing and pressing, and then clenching his hands into fists and pushing hard.

The woman came back to her senses, let out a cry of pain, then stood up and pushed Chongming away.

"Stop it, I didn't see anyone coming to ruin my place!"

The woman stood up neatly, gathered her clothes, and rushed up in a few steps. She looked at Liu Yunxiang a few times and was about to speak, but Liu Yunxiang beat her to it.

"I came to find him!" Liu Yunxiang pointed at Yan Mu.

The woman turned around and glanced at Yan Mu, her thoughts changed, and then she smiled and said, "So you are looking for our seventh brother, but who are you?"

Seventh brother!

Liu Yunxiang gritted his teeth secretly, "I am his wife!"

The woman was slightly startled, then turned to look at Yan Mu. Seeing that he still had his eyes closed and looked indifferent, she clicked her tongue and said, "I want to say that I am his wife. Do you believe it?"

Liu Yunxiang frowned, not wanting to waste words with this woman, he immediately stepped forward and took Yan Mu's hand.

"Come with me!"

"Don't go!"

The woman also came over, hugged Yan Mu's other arm, leaned her head on his shoulder, as if she were boneless, and looked at Yan Mu with her charming eyes.

Yan Mu opened his eyes, which were still silent, and pushed the two people away at the same time.

Liu Yunxiang looked at his hand that was pushed away by Yan Mu, and couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart, but he quickly recovered his mood and said: "Yan Mu, I made dumplings for you, let's go home and eat, okay?"

After Liu Yunxiang finished speaking, he looked at Yan Mu expectantly, but he didn't seem to hear it, and then closed his eyes again.

The woman chuckled, and seeing Liu Yunxiang glaring over, she shrugged and said, "I'm not lying to you. He promised me that when I save enough money to redeem myself, he will marry me when I come out of this Xiaoxiang Pavilion."

Liu Yunxiang lowered his eyes, not believing what this woman said.

"You don't believe it?" The woman thought for a moment, then waved Chongming over.

After Chongming came over, she leaned into his arms, pointed at Yan Mu, and asked, "Who is this?"

Chongming looked innocent and answered obediently: "Daddy."

"what about me?"

"Mother!"

Liu Yunxiang almost wanted to vomit blood when he heard this. This fool actually pretended to be his mother.

The beggar appeared from behind Liu Yunxiang and bowed to the woman, "Miss Haitang, this is really my seventh wife."

The woman named Haitang's eyes turned red when she heard this, "This heartless man, it turned out that he was already married, and he deceived my feelings!" She sniffed again as she said this, "But I know that I have a bad background. I am willing to be my concubine.”

Liu Yunxiang had a bad premonition, so Haitang put on a smile and shouted sweetly: "Sister, we will be good sisters from now on. When I redeem myself, we can serve my husband well together."

This sounds so familiar!

Liu Yunxiang couldn't help but glare at Chongming, and Chongming hurriedly hid behind Haitang, "Mom, this sister is so fierce."

Haitang patted Chongming's hand and said, "I will call you aunt from now on."

"Ah?" Chongming looked at Liu Yunxiang and really wanted to speak.

"How dare you scream!" Liu Yunxiang thrust his fist in front of Chongming's eyes.

Chongming lowered his head in grievance, looking like he had been bullied.

Haitang smiled and yawned, and said: "I was really tired last night, two men, tsk tsk, madam, do you understand?"

Liu Yunxiang's face turned dark. She didn't want to understand, but looking at the traces on Haitang's exposed areas, it was enough to imagine the intensity of last night.

"My bones and muscles hurt so much that they happened to come to my door, so I asked my son to give me some massage."

Haitang took Chongming's hand and touched it ambiguously, with a very seductive look in her eyes, "Do you want that good thing?"

Chongming nodded hurriedly, "I think!"

"No, come here!"

Chongming skillfully bent down and put his face close. Under Liu Yunxiang's astonished gaze, Haitang held Chongming's head and kissed him hard on the side of his face, leaving a bright red lipstick mark.

"It's so cute!"

Chongming blushed shyly and looked at Haitang expectantly.

Haitang turned around and went into the inner room. Not long after, he came out with a wine pot, waved it in front of Liu Yunxiang's eyes and said, "The sweet-scented osmanthus wine I made last year is my favorite drink."

She smiled proudly at Liu Yunxiang and placed the wine bottle on the table in front of Yan Mu.

Sure enough, Yan Mu opened his eyes, immediately picked up the wine bottle, opened the lid and took a sip.

"You see, Master Qi obviously doesn't like eating the dumplings you made by yourself. He prefers the osmanthus wine I brewed by myself."

Liu Yunxiang looked at Yan Mu, whose eyes were full of wine, and then looked at the lip marks on Chongming's face. He couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. This son was so filial, selling himself to his father in exchange for wine.

After getting drunk, Yan Mu got up and walked out without any hesitation.

"Hey, how heartless!" Haitang sighed.

Liu Yunxiang pushed Chongming to the beggar, "If he ever admits his relatives indiscriminately from now on, I'll whip him!"

The beggar nodded, "It is indeed time to smoke. This child has already known several mothers. When he wakes up one day, he will probably have to burrow into the cracks in the ground."

Liu Yunxiang turned around and took out a piece of silver from his arms, "Miss Haitang, this is the money for the drink."

"family……"

Haitang wanted to say something mean, but when she saw Liu Yunxiang's frightened face, she stopped laughing and took the money from her hand.

"Madam really has the style of a royal wife."

Liu Yunxiang turned around and walked out. When he reached the door, he thought of something and turned around again: "Miss Haitang, how much wine do you have left, can you sell it to me?"

"Madam is so scheming!"

"How about ten taels and one pot?"

"good business!"

"That……"

"But this wine represents my feelings for Master Qi, and these feelings are priceless."

Liu Yunxiang rolled his eyes at Haitang, turned around and left. This woman was quite strange. She kept talking about making money to redeem herself, but she didn't seem to care about money that much.

Coming out of the back door of Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Liu Yunxiang walked to the street and saw many people stopping to look at something. She followed her gaze and saw what happened, and couldn't help but feel sad.

After a while, Yan Mu was lying on the ground with a bruised nose and swollen face, while a man in a blue brocade robe held a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffing in his hand, opened the lid and poured it down.

"Don't you want to drink? Open your mouth! I'll pour it for you. You drink!"

The wine spilled down, onto Yan Mu's face, and then flowed down his face to the ground.

"Open your mouth and drink, you motherfucker doesn't know how to appreciate her!"

The man was shouting, but Yan Mu still had no expression on his face, but he opened his mouth at this time, and a little wine spilled into his mouth, and he swallowed it one gulp after another.

As if he had resigned himself to his fate, as if he didn't know what humiliation was.

"Haha, you are a dog from Darong!"