At dusk, the lanterns hanging in the corridors of the entire An Jintang were very quiet, and only a few subordinates were guarding their posts.

Zhao Yuanhao easily avoided the subordinate and followed behind the Miaoman's figure.

Shen Zhizhi is not a person who practices martial arts, but he only cultivates the Heart Sutra for the sake of medical skills, and even if he practices Qi sense, he doesn't find that he is being followed at all.

In front of a special room in the backyard, Shen Zhizhi pushed open the door and went in with a small basket.

When Zhao Yuanhao, who was following behind, saw the extra windowless room in the backyard, he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart for some reason, and after seeing his little wife go in, he couldn't help but be a little cranky, and followed quickly.

As soon as Shen Zhizhi entered the small spirit hall, he closed the door, walked to the small futon in front of the spirit card and sat down, put the small basket in his hand in front of him, and then closed his eyes cross-legged and seized the time to cultivate.

The small mourning hall was bright, as if it were daytime.

Zhao Yuanhao quietly pushed open the door and flashed in, his dark eyes saw the figure of Miaoman sitting on the futon with his back to him, and he even heard the shallow breathing of his little wife.

It turned out to be a retreat.

Zhao Yuanhao raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked an arc, his eyes moved away from his little wife, and he looked at this small room, and when he saw the name engraved on the spirit tablet offered in the middle, the whole person was not good.

It turned out to be his tablet......

After taking a closer look at the candles lit on both sides, Zhao Yuanhao still didn't understand that this was an ever-bright lamp...... His little wife actually set up a small mourning hall for him in Anjin Hall and lit a lantern......

Zhao Yuanhao's expressionless handsome face suddenly cracked.

After a while, Zhao Yuanhao calmed down, and couldn't help but think of Su Miaoyan, who cuckolded him with ill intentions in his previous life, and then compared with his little wife, complexity and emotion were intertwined, and a strange feeling couldn't help but rise in his heart.

His little wife was as affectionate to him as his grandmother had said.

Zhao Yuanhao curled the corners of his mouth, and a trace of satisfaction crossed his eyes.

Thanks to the vicious Miss Shen, if it weren't for her crazy sacrifice that almost made him lose his soul, he wouldn't have been reborn; If she hadn't been a demon from it, he wouldn't have married Shen Zhizhi, who he had a good impression of.

But when I thought that I had just gotten the news not long ago, Xiao Qilang, the husband of the little wife's previous life, was now unconscious, and when he relied on the senior monks of Dajue Temple to save his last breath, his heart became a little mixed.

Zhao Yuanhao was thinking wildly there, and Shen Zhizhi, who had no idea that there was one more person in the mourning hall, finished today's cultivation homework, his stomach was grunting with hunger, and he hurriedly took out the small basket of fruit and nibbled on it.

Click, click, the sound pulled Zhao Yuanhao's thoughts back.

He stared dumbfoundedly at the little wife who was facing away from him in front of him, facing his spirit card and nibbling on fruit.

What's going on?

Shen Zhizhi gnawed on the fruit, and when he thought that he would have to demolish his cultivation place tomorrow, he felt sad, and couldn't help but confide in the spirit card.

"Young General, I'm glad that you're still alive, but when you come back, my cultivation place will be gone, I finally left the Shen family and made such a quiet place for cultivation, who knows that it will be demolished tomorrow......"

The corner of Zhao Yuanhao's mouth twitched: "......"

Isn't this his mourning hall? Why does his little wife say that it is a place of cultivation?

He seems to have discovered another side of his little wife.

Zhao Yuanhao's ears pricked up...... Continue to listen to his little wife.

"Shen Wufang knows that you are still alive, I guess I am angry, ask her to design me!" Shen Zhizhi snorted, clicked, and took a bite of the fruit fiercely.

"But Shen Wufang is ruthless enough, seeing that Xiao Qilang can't survive, he actually designed such a big drama as pretending to be sick and saving a little reputation, tsk, poor Xiao Qilang, who is a woman with Shen Wufang's inconsistencies and deep scheming, has really poured blood mold for eight lifetimes." Shen Zhizhi sighed regretfully.

“……”

Behind the spirit Zhao Yuanhao nodded with affection, isn't it that he has poured blood mold for eight lifetimes, he can obviously live a happy life, live a long life, and have a full house of children and grandchildren, but it was ruined because of Shen Wufang's rebirth.

…… According to the news he found out this afternoon, Miss Shen in the words of his little wife has returned to the Shen family with Li, and poor Xiao Qilang has also borne the reputation of his wife.

This Shen Wufang is really vicious!

But...... How can Xiao Qilang say that he is also the husband of the little wife in his last life, is it really good to be so gloating? But...... It's so refreshing!

The corners of Zhao Yuanhao's mouth curled again.

"Major General, fortunately you have a hidden illness, and there are no other messy women, otherwise you will come back alive...... Click......" said Shen Zhizhi and took another bite of the fruit.

With this click, Zhao Yuanhao, who had too much brain supplement, couldn't help but pinch his legs, breaking out in a cold sweat, his little wife was so cruel!

But...... He loves it!

But when he thought of his hidden illness - Zhao Yuanhao's handsome face darkened slightly, and his eyes were locked on his little wife who was facing away from him, perhaps, maybe she would be an exception.

Shen Zhizhi only practiced for a while today, and his stomach was just a little hungry, so he was full after eating only three fruits and two snacks, so he didn't eat again, but put the remaining fruits and snacks in the small basket on the offering table in front of the spirit card, and sighed lightly at the spirit card: "This is my last intention, but it's good that you are alive, and Can'er will not be deceived in the future." ”

"Maybe I should be ready to retreat...... In case the young general's hidden illness is cured and the concubine is accepted, I will have to leave. ”

Zhao Yuanhao breathed a little, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a dangerous light flashed, but he didn't expect his little wife to want to leave him.

What is the meaning of good love?

Eaten by a dog?

He quietly withdrew from the small spirit hall and hid in the shadows, now was not the time to meet.

After Shen Zhizhi left, Zhao Yuanhao quietly entered the small spirit hall again, this time standing directly in front of his spirit card, and after a while, he directly picked up the offerings on the table and ate them.

Anyway, it's an offering for yourself, and you don't eat it for nothing.

After eating the offerings, Zhao Yuanhao looked at his tablet, and suddenly felt that his little wife was very interesting, the corners of his mouth hooked up a fox-like smile, and muttered: "Want to leave?" It's late! ”

Then he left the small mourning hall and disappeared into the night.

At the same time, Shen Wufang, who had returned to the Shen Mansion, was looking at the moon hanging high outside through the window, and it was only two days after returning to the Shen family, Shen Wufang's face returned to a fair and ruddy appearance, and after being rumored by the people of the Shen Mansion, the rumors of Xiao Qilang's wife were even more confirmed.

At this time, Shen Wufang bit his lower lip tightly, and the fists made of his hands clenched tighter and tighter, until his nails were embedded in the palm of his hand without feeling the slightest pain.

Why do you do it all over again, Zhao Yuanhao didn't die and survived, but her ex-husband Jun who she snatched back is about to die, and everything is different from her previous life......

She did everything possible to calculate Shen Zhizhi, but she didn't expect that what she had been looking forward to was this kind of result!

She is not reconciled! I'm really unwilling!

How could Zhao Yuanhao be alive, he died, he died early...... Obviously, Xiao Qilang is the one who should survive!

It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous! Certainly not true! How could it be true!