Meng Li shook his head and smiled:

"So you haven't reached high school yet, and you're going to dislike your wife?"

Zhu Zhuoran:

"What are you talking about?"

Meng Li: "Isn't it?" ”

Zhu Zhuoran was powerless to complain, and he didn't allow others to say that he was not good.

Too lazy to say it.

He sat down, took out the book and read it, he had the posture of reading at night, Meng Li ignored him, and sat cross-legged to cultivate.

In the middle of the night, Zhu Zhuoran still didn't survive Meng Li, and fell asleep on the table.

Meng Li counted the money in his hand, and wanted to buy something, make some ointment, and make a white face or something.

But the city I live in today is too small, and I may not be able to find all the things, so I will go to the bustling city tomorrow.

The next day, Zhu Zhuoran was dozing off in an ox cart, and when he arrived at the next place in the evening, this place was relatively prosperous.

After finding the inn, Meng Li said to Zhu Zhuoran:

"I'm out for something."

Zhu Zhuoran was very sleepy, and he didn't sleep comfortably on the ox cart, and now he just wanted to fall asleep, he asked:

"Can you find it back? Don't go far. ”

Meng Li: "It's okay. ”

She turned around and left, and went out to buy the things she needed, and the good things were really more expensive, and this purchase used up the broken silver that Lian Fu planned to secretly give to Zhu Zhuoran.

Borrowing tools from a pharmacy, Meng Li tinkered for a while, and he could be regarded as having a simple whitening cream.

It's a little more troublesome to use it yourself, and if you take it out and sell it, you definitely can't make it like this.

When he returned to the inn, Zhu Zhuoran was still sleeping, and Meng Li directly added a little spiritual liquid to the whitening cream, and then applied it to his face, neck, arms, and hands.

With a black face, Zhu Zhuoran woke up, and in the dim light, he was startled when he saw such a face.

After confirming that it was Meng Li, he breathed a sigh of relief:

"What do you do?"

Meng Li: "Applying ointment, don't you think I'm embarrassing you?" I'll put it a little white. ”

Zhu Zhuoran was laughed at by Meng Li, and he said:

"Can you just put some on your face and you can be white?"

Meng Li says:

"Of course."

The complexion of the princess and princess in the plot is not black or yellow, which proves that the client's genes are relatively white, but they are only acquired.

Acquired causes are easier to deal with than congenital causes.

In addition, she cultivates, drinks spiritual liquid every day, and then uses ointment, and persists, given time, it will definitely have obvious effects.

"What I care about is not your appearance, but your way of life, do you understand?"

Zhu Zhuoran told Meng Li earnestly.

I couldn't bear to look directly at Meng Li's face.

Meng Li sighed, with something on his face, and he had to speak carefully, or say less.

Seeing that Meng Li didn't speak, Zhu Zhuoran said:

"Don't smear these black things on your face, there is a strong smell of medicine."

Meng Li ignored Zhu Zhuoran, and Zhu Zhuoran's expression was a little irritable.

"Sister Ying, you don't care about my feelings now?"

Meng Li was annoyed by hearing this, and looked at Zhu Zhuoran coldly:

"If you make any more noise, get out."

Zhu Zhuoran looked at Meng Li in shock:

"What's your attitude?"

Is there a woman who does this to her husband?

"You have to be noisy?"

Meng Li's tone was not good, and his voice was cold.

It made the shocked Zhu Zhuoran unconsciously stop talking.

It's just that I'm very upset, saying that I'm going out to take care of him, but what?

Shame on him, give him anger, and now murder him.

Do you have to become a?!

After being quiet for a while, Zhu Zhuoran eased his mood before he said bitterly:

"Where did the stuff on your face come from?"

Meng Li: "I bought it." ”

Zhu Zhuoran's eyebrows skipped a beat, he was already in a hurry, and he still went to buy such a useless thing?

Meng Li looked at the painful expression on Zhu Zhuoran's face, and chuckled, with a hint of imperceptible sarcasm in his voice, so that Zhu Zhuoran didn't say the next words.

Because he remembered that all the money was earned by Yingmei and his mother, and he was supported by them, and when it came to money, he inevitably showed a stingy look.

It's vulgar again.

A gentleman should look down on money, fame and fortune.

He doesn't seem to be able to do anything about his words and things.

Meng Li felt that the time was almost up, got up and washed off the things on his face, touched his face, and felt smooth and tender.

However, Zhu Zhuoran didn't observe this, just glanced at it lightly, and it was good that he wasn't disfigured.

In case of an accident, you have to be sent to the doctor.

The two of them ate, Meng Li cultivated, Zhu Zhuoran read a book, wrinkled his brows from time to time and meditated, and from time to time he read aloud emotionally, and the client admired Zhu Zhuoran very much in the past.

On the way afterward, some people accosted Zhu Zhuoran, and occasionally made an appointment to go on a journey, of course, as long as others didn't ask who Meng Li was, Zhu Zhuoran would not take the initiative to introduce him.

And Meng Li has always been quiet on the side, more like an unknown maid.

Although Zhu Zhuoran's clothes are not gorgeous, but the temperament of the people is there, and most of them can't guess that Meng Li is Zhu Zhuoran's wife.

Until Meng Li changed his clothes.

When he wore it, Zhu Zhuoran was amazed, he felt that this dress was really lined with Meng Li, and he felt that his skin was white, although he had a simple bun and no beads, his whole temperament also came up.

Standing there, the corners of his mouth are smiling, very gentle.

It's just that in this way, it is easy for others to guess their relationship, and in this regard, Zhu Zhuoran has a strange and indescribable feeling in his heart.

He was happy that his wife was decent, even if he took it with him, he didn't feel ashamed, and he felt that he was not very willing to tell others about their relationship.

As for why he didn't want to be known, Zhu Zhuoran didn't quite understand what he thought.

It's just a feeling.

I even feel like I'm going to lose something because of it, but I can't say what it is.

The clothes were made by Meng Li at the inn at night when he bought fabrics, made two sets, and changed them.

I can only say that I am short of money, and I can save it, but I do it myself, and the details are very good.

The pattern is not unconventional, and the fabric is not bad.

It's not for Zhu Zhuoran to save money, after all, she still has to be with Zhu Zhuoran for a while, and she has to consume.

The fact that the client married Zhu Zhuoran cannot be changed, and this matter cannot be hidden from anyone.

In this era, attitudes towards men and women are different, and in the plot, Zhu Zhuoran can marry a princess without being affected at all.

Even if everyone knows that Zhu Zhuoran had a wife, but if he dies, no one will mind.

I don't care.

This deceased wife can even be equivalent to not existing.

But if a woman is married, whether her husband is dead or alive, she is cared for.

Since Zhu Zhuoran's existence cannot be completely erased, then give full play to his greatest value.

Therefore, Zhu Zhuoran still has to go to Beijing to take the exam, and Meng Li still has to do the plot without making any changes, waiting for him to be admitted to the top prize.