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

"Eldest Princess, Yan Mu is your son. Is that correct? Since you admit it, then discipline your son well. It doesn't matter where this is. Is it your turn to act wildly?"

"Eldest Princess, you really gave birth to a good son. Didn't you just give birth to a child without any education?"

"That's right, you have time to take care of General Wuwei's youngest son, so why not teach your own son the rules? Isn't it possible that the General's youngest son is also your biological child?"

Heshuo stood in the front yard, his hands clenched into fists under his sleeves, his face already very ugly. She had just said a lot of nice things, and she had never been so humble since she came to Dayong. But when these people left, they still couldn't help but made fun of her one after another.

She could only endure it. After all, the men Yan Mu beat were all young men from aristocratic families or families of important officials in the imperial court. She could not offend any family, so she could only bear with it.

After everyone was sent away, Heshuo's face turned green and he turned and walked towards the backyard. When I walked to the door of the courtyard where Yan Mu lived, I saw a few of them sitting around the stone table in the courtyard having a meal, talking and laughing.

She became even angrier now, strode in, and no one paid any attention to her until she reached the front.

"Yan Mu, you still have the nerve to eat. Do you know that you have caused a big disaster?" Heshuo shouted angrily.

Yan Mu raised his head and smiled, "No matter how big the disaster is, Princess, you can withstand it, right?"

"you!"

"How about you kick me out of the house?"

Heshuo gritted his teeth in anger, but there was nothing he could do against Yan Mu.

"You'd better hand over the refining method of Fire Qilin quickly..."

"Heh, it depends on my mood."

"You!" Heshuo narrowed his eyes, "Don't think that I can't defeat you. Don't regret it then!"

After saying that, Heshuo strode outside.

Liu Yunxiang looked at Heshuo's leaving figure and was a little worried. She wasn't planning some dirty tricks, was she?

At night, Yan Mu took off his outer clothes, and Liu Yunxiang saw a blue mark on the back of his neck. It was obvious that no one had hit him during the day.

"Let me see if there are any other injuries!"

Yan Mu smiled and said, "No more."

"No, let me check it again." Liu Yunxiang said worriedly.

Yan Mu raised his eyebrows, "Are you sure?"

"hurry up!"

"Okay, I'm going to take off my clothes and get naked."

Liu Yunxiang was only thinking about whether there were any other injuries on Yan Mu's body, so she didn't hear the impropriety in this sentence. When Yan Mu really took off his clothes, she circled around him, but there was no other injury. Then I felt relieved.

Just sitting back down, I suddenly realized something was wrong, and my face suddenly turned red.

"You, put it on first."

Yan Mu bent down, pinched Liu Yunxiang's chin with one hand, and asked her to look at him. His phoenix eyes curled up and he said, "You asked me to take it off."

"I just……"

"Do not want?"

"Do not……"

"That's what I thought."

"Nor...well..."

Liu Yunxiang couldn't help but widen her eyes when Yan Mu kissed her, but his kiss was so lingering that she soon fell into it. She couldn't help but hook her hands around his neck and press herself into his arms.

If you think about it carefully, he hasn't touched her in more than two years.

Maybe it took too long, and she couldn't help but tremble slightly: "Yan Mu, Yan Mu..."

Yan Mu put her on the bed, kissed her face soothingly, then looked into her eyes and said, "Call me husband."

"Husband, husband." Liu Yunxiang called out, his face turned red again, and he turned his head shyly.

Yan Mu burst into laughter, "Who said boldly before that I am yours and that you will always want me? When you said that, you were not shy."

Liu Yunxiang blushed and punched Yan Mu in the chest, "You didn't respond to me then!"

"Now." Yan Mu lowered his head and kissed Liu Yunxiang again, "Tonight, I will respond to you."

In General Wuwei's Mansion, Han Zhao angrily came to the side courtyard and sat down at the stone table in front of the courtyard.

When Haitang saw him coming, she quickly made a pot of hot tea, poured a cup and sent it over, "Sir, whoever made you angry, drink tea first to calm the anger."

Haitang sent it over, but Han Zhao knocked it away with one hand. The hot tea spilled on the back of her hand, which made her scream in pain.

Han Zhao said angrily: "You don't deserve to ask about my affairs, she's just a prostitute!"

Haitang pretended to be lonely and took a few steps back, exposing the back of her burned hand, and whispered: "Yes, this humble servant has exceeded the rules."

After returning from Yuzhou, his attitude towards her has changed a bit. He often goes to her place and is cruel every time. She served him wholeheartedly, but could not achieve her goal. She was also very anxious, so she bribed two men to pretend to be gangsters and pretended to bully her when she went out to sell vegetables. Han Zhao saw her and he brought her into the house. .

It took three years for her to enter General Wuwei's Mansion.

Han Zhao got angry and calmed down a little. When he saw the burns on the back of Haitang's hands, he couldn't help but feel a pinch in his heart. "I'm angry. You should be smarter from now on and don't forget to come closer to me."

Haitang's eyes turned red after hearing this, and she slowly moved to Han Zhao and snuggled into his arms, "I just feel sorry for you, my humble servant."

"You are not a cheap maid."

Haitang raised her head and kissed Han Zhao's chin, "I am whatever the young master said I am. As long as I can stay with the young master, Haitang will feel very happy."

Han Zhao picked up Haitang and took her into the house, "Do you have me in your heart?"

"My whole heart is full."

"Oh, I believe you for now."

After several lingering moments, it was already past midnight. Haitang opened her eyes, turned her head and glanced at Han Zhao beside her, and saw that he was fast asleep, and then slowly sat up.

She looked at the marks on her body and couldn't help but curse: Bitch!

After getting out of bed, she turned to the screen, took out a set of night clothes from the bottom of the box and put them on. She glanced at Han Zhao again and found that he was still sleeping soundly. After drinking the tea she added, he was like a pig sleeping to death and couldn't wake up even if he screamed.

Jumping out of the window, Haitang headed towards Han Lin's courtyard.

In the past two days, she had memorized the layout of Han Mansion in her mind by visiting the courtyard. Avoiding the patrol, she climbed over the wall and entered Han Lin's courtyard, then sneaked into the study through the window, and then hurriedly rummaged for what she was looking for.

After three years, she couldn't help but feel a little panicked. She first searched the treasure shelf, then the boxes under the desk, one by one, and found the bottom one, which was still locked.

Maybe it's in here.

She was worrying about how to open it when someone outside shouted: "Why is the study window half open? Go inside and check!"

Haitang thought to herself that it was terrible. She looked around and saw that there was a resting room behind the study with a small window. She simply picked up the box and escaped through the small window.

"Someone has escaped. Seal the whole house quickly to prevent the thief from escaping!" Someone shouted.

Because of this movement, the patrols came to the backyard. She finally returned to the courtyard where she lived, and first hid the box and night clothes behind the screen. But once Han Lin finds out that he has lost something, he will definitely search the whole house.

Haitang's mind wandered, and she hurriedly lay down on the bed, took out a small porcelain bottle from under the pillow, smoked it under Han Lin's nose, and then hurriedly closed her eyes.

The people around her woke up quickly and reached out to hold her in their arms.

"Young Master..." She called him pretending to be mumbling, "Sir, Haitang really loves you."

The hands holding her tightened, and then he kissed her lips.