After waiting for a long time, the boy came back and said that the master invited them in.

Liu Yunxiang was still in her confinement, and her health was severely damaged during the birth. She had been frightened and displaced these past few days, and now she was extremely tired. Zijin helped her through the door.

The manor is not big. There is a thick layer of snow in the front yard. There is only a path swept in the middle. No one has stepped on the snow on both sides, indicating that there are not many people in the manor.

After passing through the hall, we arrived at the backyard. The snow in the backyard had been swept clean, and there was a woman in a gray cloth jacket sweeping the steps in front of the main house.

On both sides are hand-painted corridors, carved beams and painted buildings, five bright tile-roofed houses, a wing room on the east side, and a hanging flower door on the west side.

The boy led them to the west, past the Weeping Flower Gate, and to the west was a small garden. Because the grass and trees were withered in winter, the garden looked particularly cold.

There is a pomegranate tree in the middle of the courtyard, with several pomegranates that have been withered by the wind and snow hanging on it, each one red.

"He and I are immortals in the sky. He is the immortal grass and I am the dew. We have been obsessed with each other for tens of thousands of years. However, the heaven is ruthless and ends our marriage. When he comes down to earth, I also turn into a river in this human world, flowing eastward.

The water carries my sweetheart through thousands of rivers and mountains."

This sad and melodious tune came from behind the pomegranate tree. Liu Yunxiang was slightly startled, and then glanced at the beggar. Unexpectedly, the beggar seemed to be more confused than she was. She hurriedly walked around the pomegranate tree and passed behind the pomegranate tree with goosebumps all over her body.

"Giggle..."

Liu Yunxiang lowered his head to look at the little girl in his arms. He didn't know why, but she was so happy. She was grinning so much that her saliva flowed out. Liu Yunxiang hugged the little girl tightly and wiped her saliva with a handkerchief.

The day before, while resting on the road, the beggar hugged the little girl for a while, and the little girl also smiled.

The beggar exclaimed, "Can a child just a few days old laugh out loud?"

Liu Yunxiang panicked for a moment, and said in a pretense of disgust: "What's so strange about this, but it's right. After all, you don't have a wife, and no one will give birth to you, so you don't know what a newborn baby looks like."

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As long as he has some experience, the beggar will be able to realize that something is wrong. How can a newborn child be so big?

The beggar's patronage hurt his heart, so he stopped worrying about it.

Walking around the pomegranate tree, there is a small pavilion against the west wall. A woman in a scarlet costume is singing an opera. She has her back to them, her posture is graceful, her steps are swaying gently, and she sings endlessly and pathos.

Liu Yunxiang walked up to the beggar and sneered: "He really is hiding a woman."

"ah?"

"You can't even fit in a Lanyuan. You Qiye are really capable."

The beggar was about to explain that the opera singer had stopped singing. Then he turned around and burst into tears. When he saw Liu Yunxiang again, he couldn't help but whimper.

beggar:"……"

Suddenly there is no explanation.

Liu Yunxiang squinted his eyes and saw that this woman was dressed as a Huadan, but she had only a thin layer of powder on her face. Her beautiful eyes were charming, and her pink face and peach cheeks made her look stunning.

A beauty, a beauty unique in the world.

When this beauty saw her again, her beautiful eyes widened and her red lips slightly opened, as if she was as stunning as she was.

The beauty came back to her senses and realized she had lost her composure. She quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped away her tears. Then she came down from the pavilion with small steps and walked over with her head lowered.

The beggar opened his mouth again, but the beauty beat him to it.

"Sister, Wan'er is rude."

Liu Yunxiang was stunned by the sound of "Sister". She turned to look at the beggar, "Who is her name?"

The beggar opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"I guess Yan Lang hasn't mentioned me to my sister yet, right?"

Liu Yunxiang frowned, "I really didn't mention it, but..."

"Sister, don't blame Yan Lang!" The beauty raised her head, looking panicked and timid.

Liu Yunxiang pursed her lips. She just wanted to say that she didn't want to know about Yan Mu's nonsense.

"I am an actor who travels all over the country with the theater troupe. I was bullied by a bully in the theater here. The bully tried to take me back to be his little wife. I resisted to the death, but luckily Yan Lang showed up and saved me. I can't stay in the theater troupe any longer, Yan Lang.

Place me here. The two of us have been together for some time and have feelings for each other, but I am from a humble background. Although he has feelings for me, he cannot give me a status. Later I found out that he already had a wife. I cried.

We had trouble, but I love him, so I could only bear it with tears in my eyes, willing to be his wife." The beauty couldn't help crying again, and I felt pity for her crying.

Liu Yunxiang was silent for a moment, then turned to ask the beggar: "Is Yan Mu so despicable and shameless?"

He was an aboveboard scumbag to her anyway, with a "This is how I behave." If you fall in love with me, that's your stupid question.

The beggar raised his chin and thought: "Why do I feel like I have heard this somewhere?"

"Don't worry, sister, I won't argue with you. I just ask my sister to be kind and let me stay with Yan Lang. I am willing to be a slave and a maid in this life."

The beauty grabbed Liu Yunxiang's sleeve, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyes were filled with water. With this delicate and delicate look, even a woman would be tempted by her, let alone a man.

However, she still pulled open her sleeves and took a step back.

"You misunderstood, I am not Yan Mu's wife."

"Sister..." The beauty bit her lower lip, "Sister, are you angry with me?"

"Why am I angry with you?" Liu Yunxiang said a little funny.

"So sister just promised me?"

"You can't understand people?"

"Sister still blames me."

Liu Yunxiang rubbed his forehead. To be honest, she was very tired now and just wanted to lie on the bed and sleep. As for the sudden appearance of the outer room, she was indeed a little angry, but she was angry because Yan Mu had vowed to tell her that

He has never touched a woman other than her, and yet she believed his nonsense!

Dog man!

She now curses him to be cut to pieces with a thousand knives!

"What's your name?" Liu Yunxiang asked.

"Du Waner." The beauty said softly.

"Miss Du, we want to stay here for a while, is that okay?"

The beauty nodded quickly, "Of course, my sister is so beautiful, and Wan'er likes her very much."

Liu Yunxiang felt a little tired and coughed dryly and said, "That's annoying."

"Ah, this little baby is... is Yan Lang's child?"

Liu Yunxiang pursed his lips and said, "Yes, but..."

"I also really want to give birth to a child for Yan Lang. I like girls, but Yan Lang likes boys. It would be great if I could have a pair of twins."

"Oh, indeed...it's pretty good."

"But then Yan Lang said that as long as I gave birth to a boy or a girl, he would like it. In order to get me pregnant, he worked every night..."

"Miss Du!" Liu Yunxiang quickly stopped Du Waner, "Where should we live?"

In the main room, the little girl fell asleep. Liu Yunxiang put her on the bed, and Zi Jin went to burn the earth dragon.

The beggar huddled at the door, his face pale and pale, as if he had been struck by lightning.

Liu Yunxiang sneered, "Yan Mu is so lucky. I think Miss Du is doing well."
Chapter completed!