A house of green tiles, mottled stone walls, but there is no high threshold, steep stone steps, a small stone slope slowly extends to the foot, the young grass sprouts only show sharp corners, the wind blows bright colors, and there is a hidden dark fragrance.

"So that's where you live?"

Han Xuan said this subconsciously, but he never had any other meaning.

But in this case, it is very easy to be misunderstood that she has a dislike for the law, and even Qiu Ju, who rushed over, was a little worried about whether the law would be crooked and angry.

Don't, it's hard to escape once and come again, are you destined to have a fight on the first day of your wedding?!

Fortunately, Yan Li's face did not change, and there was no sign of anger.

"Well, this is where I've lived for more than a decade." The sound is also like the murmuring of a stream.

It seems that there is really no anger.

Qiu Ju couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, fortunately, her uncle didn't care, she just hoped that the nervous young lady in her family would not say anything misleading.

I don't know if it was her prayer that finally won God's mercy, and Han Xuan really didn't speak again after that.

Then he said: "Although it was too late, I didn't have time to have breakfast when I was in a hurry to ask for peace, and the empty stomach was unbearable at this time, so it was better to go to breakfast first." ”

"Xuan'er, you push your husband to the hut next door, and make some rice porridge and side dishes."

Han Xuan ignored him with a cold face, and walked in front first. She hasn't forgotten that she is still angry, even if she can't do it, it doesn't mean that she is angry!

Yanlu shook his head amusedly, but he walked in a wheelchair by himself.

It was only when I entered the hut that I found that although the appearance looked a little depressed, the inside was very neat, and the firewood, rice, oil, and salt were also complete, and I think it was often used by people.

Turning his head, he saw that Yanlu had already rolled up his sleeves and cleaned his hands, and Qingzhu tied a scarf in front of him to avoid soiling his clothes, and then stood quietly aside.

Is he going to do it himself?

"Xuan'er, come!"

Seeing him waving at him, Han Xuan walked over.

The hand was lightly held, the skin touched, it was dry and warm, and the words and laws rolled up the cuffs for her, carefully and gently. "I'll make porridge, can Xuan'er help me?"

Han Xuan looked at the arms of the two of them, the bare skin, one was as white as jade, the other was as black as a stubborn stone, such a difference, his heart was inexplicably a little unhappy, and he saw his forehead lowered, his long eyelashes shook slightly like a feather fan and cast a deep shadow, the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, and the movements in his hands were non-stop, and that serious look actually gave her the illusion of being cherished.

So she nodded her head.

Thinking about it afterwards, it's really unbelievable, whether it's this time or the time I promised to help him push the cart before, it's clear that I'm very unhappy in my heart, and it's strange enough that I didn't beat someone, but in the end, how did I become willing to listen to him?

Han Xuan's hands kept moving, but his mind was already full of thoughts, but he couldn't find an exit, and it turned out to be a pot of porridge.

The words and laws here waved away Qingzhu and Qiu Ju, and Qingzhu was still unwilling, but seeing Han Xuan's sharp movements, he thought that this was not one of those daughters with ten fingers and slender spring water, although he still had some concerns about his vigorous movements when chopping wood, he still retreated according to the instructions of the words.

It's just that when I went out, I still didn't forget to advise: "Young master, I'm just guarding outside, if you shout something, I'll rush in to save you immediately!" ”

What's the matter if it's just cooking? And even if there is anything, it is also a matter between husband and wife, where is your turn to make a move?!

Qiu Ju secretly slandered herself, impatiently grabbed Qingzhu's back collar and dragged the person out.

The stove is burning, and there is already rice and water in it, just let him burn it, just don't burn it, Han Xuan was washing a white radish with his head down, and suddenly something was against his mouth, and when he looked down, it was a red date.

"I washed some dates and boiled them with porridge, which is excellent for replenishing the middle and invigorating the qi and strengthening the spirit, can you taste it?"

Han Xuan watched him reach out to the jujube in his mouth, and suddenly said, "You are slapping it, just give a sweet jujube and coax me?" ”

"If that's the case, you don't have to!" Han Xuan slammed his head and dodged.

Yanlu was stunned, "Where did Xuan'er start with this?" When have I ever hit you? ”

When Han Xuan heard this, he was still thinking about doing it?

At that moment, he took a horse step on the spot, waved his hand at Yanlu, and put on a posture of 'you will come if there is a kind'.

Words: ""

Seeing that he didn't move, Han Xuan remembered his situation, put away his posture and shook his head, "I'm afraid that you look like this, I'm afraid that one finger can resist you, why do you want to do it with me?" As he spoke, he looked him up and down, shaking his head while watching, no matter how he looked at it, he was sighing that he couldn't think of it.

"No, Xuan'er, I don't have the heart to do anything with you." Yanlu secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, pondered his words in his heart, and then said slowly: "You are my wife, how can I do it with you if I can't spoil you?" But if your husband does something wrong or speaks wrong, and you feel wronged, you sue me, and I will definitely change it. ”

Han Xuan hesitated: "Can I really say? Isn't this disobedient to your husband? ”

Yanlu nodded, "Naturally, it doesn't count." ”

"Well, that's what I hate most about you." Facing the eager eyes, Han Xuan frowned and said, "You said that we are husband and wife, and there is no strangeness between the two of us, but why do you always exclude me?" ”

"No, Xuan'er, I didn't"

"This is the case when you are not used to living in a new house, and it is the same when you propose to be evicted from the family, and even now, you are taking all the fault on yourself, and even forcing yourself to change unconditionally, simply excluding me, these things are true, what argument do you have?"

Yan Lu pursed his lips, he would do that only if he regarded her as his wife, he knew best the truth that the tree was alone in the forest and the wind would destroy it, even if the empress was now in power and had a little tolerance for women, but the long-standing patriarchal thinking, as well as the deep-rooted impression of 'how pitiful women are', made the world's attitude towards women more complicated, but it was like an interesting attitude of watching from the wall - you can do whatever you want, but only within the range of what I can bear.

Therefore, according to Han Xuan's character, proud, uninhibited and flamboyant, although dazzling or will arouse the interest of others, this is what he hates to see the most, and if he doesn't notice it for a while, it is unknown that it will lead to death.

But if he told the truth all of them, Han Xuan, who was already angry, was afraid that he would really beat him up without any scruples in a fit of anger, right?

So Yanlu thought for a long time before he said, "Xuan'er, have you ever had any dreams?" ”