After reacting, Fengling took a step back suddenly, clenching her hands into fists behind her back, anger welling up in her heart, and she was so angry that she wanted to turn over the table on the spot!

Now she is so close to Lan Yue, and she is actually with her enemy...

Lan Yue kept staring at Fengling's eyes, hoping to see joy in them, but he saw nothing, only disgust that could not be concealed.

His heart suddenly hurt. Wasn't his wife not moved...

"Master of the Wife?" Lanyue wanted to reach out and grab Feng Ling's clothes, but she dodged him and Feng Ling ran away.

Fengling came to the kitchen, slaughtered the chicken, boiled water and scalded the chicken in a very neat manner.

If she hadn't pursed her lips tightly all the time and looked different from usual, others wouldn't have been able to tell that she was upset.

She squatted in front of the stove, numbly stoking the fire, watching the flames swing back and forth, and couldn't help but lose consciousness.

Fengling thought that when she kissed Duo Tu'er, she didn't feel anything at all. She just felt guilty for taking advantage of a man. But Lan Yue's kiss just now made her feel so many emotions. Is it possible that she still has feelings for him?

unfinished?

Thinking of this possibility, Fei Ling sneered. She gritted her teeth and broke the branch in her hand. She was so sorry that she just wanted to kill her enemy with her own hands.

Her impatience led to a big plan. After she deceived Lanyue, she got rid of Qi Xinai first, and then she killed him and regained the throne.

So what if the feelings are lingering, hatred will extinguish the feelings bit by bit.

When Fengling came out with the chicken, Lan Yue was squatting on the ground, stroking the rabbit fur.

Fengling had returned to normal and reminded lightly: "It's time to eat."

He put the rabbit back in, got up and washed his hands. There was no clean cloth for him to wipe with water, so he looked at the water droplets on his hands and furrowed his eyebrows lightly.

Fengling didn't pay attention to him. She remembered that she forgot to sharpen her chopsticks, so she walked out: "You eat with your hands first, and I will make chopsticks."

He looked at her leaving back and then at the chicken in the bowl. He stood there without moving, letting the water droplets on his fingers fall on his clothes.

Sharpening chopsticks is a delicate job. Most people in the imperial city use bamboo chopsticks, but there is no bamboo here, so they can only be made of wood. It was also the first time for Fengling to make chopsticks, so the work was very rough. One was thick and the other was thin.

Can hold things.

The two of them used makeshift chopsticks to pick up chicken in a broken bowl. Fengling couldn't help but lament that although she was living a peaceful life, it was really difficult for her family to live in poverty.

After dinner, Fengling planned to go to the town to sell wild goods. The journey was far and she originally wanted to go alone, but after the scene at the door today, she was worried about leaving a fool at home, so she asked if she wanted to go together.

Lanyue responded quickly, fearing that she would leave her at home again.

The village is not big, and every household is close to each other, and they can greet each other all the way. Fengling met the husband who helped last time again, and this time his wife was also there. The two of them were driving an ox cart, with two baskets piled behind it.

White radish.

She said hello, and the husband saw the two of them walking with a basket of things on their backs, and asked them enthusiastically what they planned to do.

Fengling said: "I killed a few rabbits and planned to sell them in the town."

After saying that, she brought one out to the lady, saying it was Shelly who helped yesterday.

At first, the two refused to accept the offer, but after Fengling said a few nice words, they stopped. The two felt embarrassed. When they heard that Fengling and his wife were also going to the town, they moved their seats and offered to give them a ride.

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With four people and the cargo, the weight was not light. Fortunately, the old ox was strong and could pull it steadily.

On the way, the hostess chatted with Fengling.

The hostess's name is Zhu Xingdi, she is an out-and-out farmer, a simple and honest type: "The men in my family have told me, sister, you are not a farmer at first sight. Next time you go to sell goods, you must get up early and stay late, otherwise I won't wait until you arrive."

The market time there has passed

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If you go, there will be fewer buyers."

"What are you doing?" Fengling's eyes fell on the two baskets of radishes.

Zhu Xingdi looked at the carrot and explained: "This is a reservation made by a restaurant. I won't use it today. I don't have to rush early for delivery. I just finished my work before going out."

Fengling realized: "Is that so? I'll have to be earlier next time. Thank you for reminding me, eldest sister."

Zhu smiled happily, showing the simplicity unique to rural people.

"Sister, you can hunt so many rabbits, your skills are extraordinary. What did you do before?"

Fengling smiled sheepishly and said: "No way, I just learned some self-defense kicks and kicks from the master of the escort agency. I am a three-legged cat. I just rely on jumping on rabbits. My knees are still raw."

They were chatting, and the two husbands were also talking about themselves, but they were all spoken by the husband alone, while Lanyue remained silent.

"Why did you cover your face today? I was stunned when I saw you yesterday. Are all you city people so good-looking?" These words were obviously flattering. Although the husband lives in the country, he occasionally

When he went to the city, he had never seen such a good-looking man.

Lan Yue looked up at the sky, and when she heard him speak, she turned back to look at him, thought for a while and replied: "My wife said that I am good-looking and will make her heart beat, so I covered my face."

After hearing this serious answer, the man chuckled, turned to the embarrassed Fengling, and said, "This girl treats your man as a treasure, and she doesn't want to show it to others."

Fengling laughed dryly and continued: "Yes, you have a sweet husband, so you must take good care of him. My brother-in-law is rosy and full of energy. I guess my eldest sister also loves you very much."

The man who complimented her smiled brightly, covered his mouth and said in embarrassment, "You are a girl who really knows how to talk. Isn't my brother-in-law coaxed into this by your mouth?"

"That's not true. My childhood sweetheart and I have been in love since we were young, and we were married by a matchmaker." Fengling now lies without drafting, just opens her mouth, and the other person involved doesn't remember it anyway.

But Lan Yue was thinking about the lies she told. They were childhood sweethearts, they had been in love since childhood, and they were getting married. It sounded very beautiful. If only he could remember it...

The four people chatting along the way made the journey less boring. Just as the husband said, it would still take an hour and a half to get on the bullock cart. By the time Fengling found a place to set up a stall, everyone else had gone home from get off work.

But luckily, there will be a wave of people coming out to buy vegetables for dinner at this time, and some wealthy families will still buy some game. Fengling sold three rabbits and left one rabbit, totaling twenty.

copper plate.

She originally wanted to stay a little longer, but it was already dark. Sister Zhu and the two went back after delivering the radishes. They had three children at home, so it couldn't be too late.

Fengling and Lanyue had no choice but to walk back since they had no choice but to walk back. However, it was too dark and they were not familiar with the roads here and could easily get lost, so they hesitated.

She realized that she had made a wrong decision. She should have sold them out early tomorrow morning, and now they were sleeping on the street again.

At dinner time, the aroma wafted far away. Fengling took Lanyue to the noodle shop and ordered two bowls of vegetable noodles, which cost two copper coins.

She looked at Lan Yue, who was silently eating light and thick noodles across from her, and an uncomfortable feeling arose in her heart. He should have lived a life of fine clothing and fine food, but instead he was starved of food with her here.

However, the guilt was fleeting, and Fengling was overwhelmed by another thought in the blink of an eye.

What kind of hardship is this? The life of fine clothing and fine food is not his! She originally lived a luxurious life, but because of him, she didn't even dare to say her name after she was reborn. She was like a rat crossing the street, everyone yelled at her to beat her.

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He deserves to eat green vegetable noodles!

Fengling thought about it and stuffed a mouthful of noodles as if to vent her anger.

She felt pitiful when she thought about it.

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I almost want to cry.

Seeing that she was eating in a hurry, he silently pushed half of his bowl in front of her: "My wife, are you hungry? I'll give you all my noodles."

Fengling swallowed the noodles and smiled stiffly: "Thank you, I've had enough. You can eat it yourself."

She pushed the noodles back, but he didn't insist anymore, picked up the chopsticks and continued eating.

After dinner, Fengling took him to the nearest inn to book a room. An ordinary room cost her ten coppers, and Fengling's heart seemed to be bleeding when she paid.

Lanyue knew that money was hard to come by, and felt sorry for her. However, he was not humane, saying that he could not help himself, because he did not want his wife to have no place to sleep tonight.

After entering the room, Fengling told him: "Stay in the room. Don't go anywhere. If someone knocks on the door, don't open it. Just pretend that you are deaf."

Lan Yue realized that she was leaving, and was afraid that she would find it troublesome and leave him behind, so he immediately grabbed her sleeve and asked nervously: "Where does my wife want to go?"

"Go get some money."

He didn't understand and refused to let go. Feng Ling coaxed softly: "Ah Yue, be good. I'm going to make money. I'll buy new clothes for Ah Yue tomorrow. We don't have quilts at home yet, and we also need money for bowls.

If we don’t make money, we won’t have any of these things, and we, Ah Yue, will suffer.”

"It doesn't matter." He said seriously with red eyes, "As long as he is with his wife, Ah Yue is not afraid."

What this love story says...

Feng Ling endured it again and again, put his hand on her heart, and looked at him with eyes full of tenderness and sweetness: "But seeing you suffer makes me feel bad. Is Ah Yue willing to make me feel bad?"

Lanyue was coaxed by Fengling's gentleness. He shook his head and felt that his cheeks were getting hot again. His wife felt sorry for him.

Fengling smiled lightly, picked him up and put him on the bed, then knelt down and took off his shoes, covering him with a quilt.

"Go to sleep for a while, and you can see me when you wake up."

There was reluctance in Lan Yue's eyes, but he still agreed aggrievedly: "I'll wait for my wife."

"Okay." Fengling touched his head and left, jumping down from the window and disappearing.

Lanyue looked at the window sill for a while, then lifted the quilt and got out of bed. He found the sink, wet it with a towel, took off his clothes and wiped his body, exposing the skin on his chest to the candlelight.

After his eyes swept across the scars on his chest, he suddenly froze.

His fingertips touched the scar lightly, and finally stopped at the most obvious spot on his heart. The wound was not big and had healed, but he still felt very painful.
To be continued...