With Yan Duan's temper, after Liu Yunxiang finished saying this, he thought that if he hadn't said it strongly: You are my person, I don't care if you want it or not, anyway, whether you live or die, you have to follow me.

No matter how bad it is, he will leave in a rage and then have a cold war with her.

Yan Dui's personality is paranoid, and she doesn't expect to be able to explain him once. But his reaction next was unexpected by Liu Yunxiang.

He didn't get angry or go berserk, he just crouched in the corner, kept his head down and didn't say a word.

It's kind of pathetic.

Liu Yunxiang cooled down, got up and went out.

When they came to the courtyard, Zijin and Hua Zhu sat on both sides of the steps, looking at the small kitchen to the east.

As soon as Liu Yunxiang came out, he was choked by the smoke, but he saw black smoke billowing in the small kitchen, mixed with a bitter breath rushing to his nose.

"Who's in the kitchen?" asked Liu Yunxiang.

Zijin got up and replied, "Madam...... Ahem, the miracle doctor. ”

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

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The doctor told the slave to call his wife, and said that if the slave and the maid were not obedient, they would sell the slave and the maid. ”

Liu Yunxiang couldn't help but roll his eyes, he still had the posture of a lady. When I was in the outer room, I cried all day long, and the tea smelled of tea. As the lady of the main room, she has a good momentum and a virtuous kitchen.

It's a pity that such a talent doesn't go to singing.

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

"You, beaten up?"

The beggar sighed, "A bunch of stinky beggars are beating." ”

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

"I think I'm taking their territory. ”

"You went out begging?"

The beggar tugged at his tattered clothes, "I am a beggar, and begging for food is the right job." ”

Liu Yunxiang snorted lightly, "You deserve it." ”

The beggar sighed, "My beggar traveled north and south with a broken bowl, but it was planted in this wild goose return city." No way, there are too many beggars on the street, up to seventy or eighty, down to just walking, and I am not embarrassed to take out my broken bowl. ”

Liu Yunxiang nodded, "After years of fighting, the most bitter thing is the people. ”

"Especially the people in this city, which family is not fully populated, either went to the battlefield, or was killed by the Beijin people, or starved to death. The beggar shook his head.

"Then why don't they get out of here?" Zijin asked, puzzled.

The beggar stroked his beard, "Many of the people here have committed crimes and have been sent here, and they can only be here for the rest of their lives." There are also some generations who have lived here, and if they want to leave, they must get the approval of the government, so that they can go south through Yunjiaguan. It's like a huge cage, it's easy to get in and hard to get out. ”

Zijin frowned, "They are also the people of Darong, so it's not fair." ”

"They are all human beings, some are born rich, some are born beggars, how can there be any justice. The beggar said.

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

"It's time for dinner, isn't it?" he asked.

As soon as he finished speaking, the cook of the inn came in with a large food box.

Dinner was put on the table, and Shigeaki put his bowl of soup on the table.

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

Chongming glanced at him coldly, "You don't have to drink if you want to." ”

"And what are you?"

"This is the black chicken soup I boiled for my husband, and I boiled it for three whole hours. Chongming said and sighed, "In the past two years, I have not been by my husband's side, he has suffered, and I have to make up for him." ”

Chongming talks crazy all day long, everyone is used to it.

At the mention of Yan Dusk, the beggar had already called him several times, and he did not come out of the Westinghouse.

"Slut, why don't you go and call your husband to eat. Chongming drank Liu Yunxiang.

Liu Yunxiang squinted, "If you call me a slut again, I'll let Yan Duan leave you." ”

"You!"

"Hmph, who made your chest not as big as mine!"

"Ahh

Chongming cared about his chest the most, and he was so angry that he scolded Liu Yunxiang a few times, but looking at his chest again, it was uncomfortable.

Hua Zhu lowered her head silently, some time ago, Liu Yunxiang gave her a box of ointment and asked her to secretly replace the box of ointment used for breast augmentation by Chongming.

This is the first time she has betrayed her master, but she is really for the good of her master.

If the ointment really works, he will not be able to kill himself when he is awake.

Liu Yunxiang entered the house and saw that Yan Du was still bowing his head, for such a long time, he would not ......

"Crying secretly?"

Yan Du raised his head suddenly, his eyes were really red, "You are crazy, how can Lao Tzu cry, Lao Tzu has never cried since he was ten years old." ”

Liu Yun Xiangmo, when Yan Du was ten years old, Yan Duan's parents and all relatives died.

She didn't look over her head and hardened her heart: "I haven't told you yet, Xie Zi'an is not dead, he also attacked the marquis, I am now Mrs. Jing'an." You, you have to marry when you go back to Beijing, so let's break off early, and no one will be affected. ”

"Xie Zi'an is not dead, then I will kill him, if you don't want me to marry, I won't marry, he forced me, I will turn against him, what's the big deal. ”

"What about Jin You?"

“……”

Liu Yunxiang saw that Yan Dui's eyes were even redder, and her eyes trembled violently, like a trapped beast, she shook her head and smiled, "Where did you get your childishness?"

“……”

"Yan Dusk, no one is used to you. ”

Liu Yunxiang got up and walked to the door, then turned around and said, "Okay, let's eat." ”

Soon after she sat down, Yan Dusk came out with a calm face.

It's not easy to look aggrieved and angry just now, but at this moment he is cold and cold, as if he has just killed a fight.

Chongming didn't look at Yan Dui's face, and hurriedly put a bowl of chicken soup in front of him, "Husband, you can taste it, I will make you chicken soup." ”

Yan Du didn't even look at what the bowl of chicken soup was like, so she picked up the bowl and poured it directly.

Chongming was busy and happily filled him again, but Yan Du still didn't look at it, and drank another bowl.

When it came to the third bowl, the beggar reminded: "It's not good to drink too much chicken soup, be careful of diarrhea." ”

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

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

Yan Du drank three bowls of chicken soup and turned to go back to Westinghouse.

Chongming hurriedly grabbed him, widened his eyes and said, "Didn't we say okay, you will go to my house tonight?"

Yan Du was in the mood to accompany him crazy, so he tore off his sleeve and entered the Westhouse without looking at him.

Chongming panicked now, but he didn't dare to provoke Yan Dui, so he had to say to Liu Yunxiang: "You go and persuade your husband and let him go to my house." ”

Liu Yunxiang exhaled and thought to himself, I just persuaded him to go to the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, but he couldn't go to your house.

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

After dinner, Liu Yunxiang woke up when he heard Xingyi, so he brought a bowl of rice porridge and fed her. When she was feeding Xingyi, she saw that Yan Du was still squatting in the corner, thinking to herself that he made this appearance, did he want her to soften her heart?

After feeding Xingyi, Liu Yunxiang took it out to Zijin and thought about going back to the house to talk to Yan Dui.

As soon as you enter the house,

But when he saw that his cheeks were red, and his breathing was heavy, and his eyes were confused,

Liu Yunxiang thought of something, and couldn't help but widen his eyes, "Chongming's bowl of chicken soup ......"