His wife is the person who he carries a sedan chair to welcome him into the door, hates to be on the desk, does not allow others to say a bad word, carefully protects his side, and wants to stay.

is the only woman he likes when Han Hong has lived for more than 20 years.

The female thief, is that her?

Han Hong took a deep breath, slowly turned his head, and looked at the person on the bed, he turned so slowly, so hard, like a person stuck in the mud, it was difficult to even breathe.

Finally, he saw her sitting at the head of the bed.

Jin was wrapped around her, I don't know if it was intentional or unintentional, not even an inch of the corner of her clothes was exposed. She had chills, and her body was cold, but just now, he remembered that he had put her firmly on the bed, but now, how did she sit up?

Han Hong didn't want to think about it, but the question and even the rhetorical question were like bubbles in boiling water, which came out of nowhere.

He couldn't help but want to laugh, now that the answer is in front of him, does he still have to cover his ears and steal the bell?

Looking at her sitting quietly at the head of the bed, the indifferent bearing exuded from her body, the clarity between her eyebrows and eyes, in Han Hong's mind, the thin figure wrapped in black clothes in the wind gradually emerged from a fog, and at the moment of emergence, it coincided with the person in front of him.

Han Hong closed his eyes deeply.

It's not her, who else?!

Is this how she plays herself?!

He still thinks he has found someone who can stay with him, but it turns out that he is a liar and a thief!

The pain in Han Hong's heart changed in an instant, and his anger rushed up, he trembled, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of cold light.

He's going to ask her how she can play like a clown?!

But at this moment, the person sitting on the bed suddenly moved, and a hand stretched out from the brocade quilt.

The hand opened to him, "Husband, what's wrong?" ”

The sound was like the spring water of a mountain stream, dripping on Han Hong's heart, and the anger that was burning uncontrollably was like the true fire of Samadhi meeting the Bodhisattva's pure bottle of water, and a few drops went down and extinguished cleanly.

Han Hong stood still, looking at the flawless hand.

It's the right hand, and the tiger's mouth is as innocent as it is, without a trace of redness.

But he could see it clearly, after the female thief took the two knives he used his internal force, the tiger's mouth was shocked and turned red, such redness and swelling, it couldn't go away for three or five days, how could there be nothing?

Han Hong's mind was blank, his eyes were dull and he looked at his wife, and after a while, his legs and feet regained consciousness, he stepped forward and held the hand that was open to him.

The hand was cold and cold, and this coldness passed into Han Hong's mind along the clenched hand, and he reappeared clearly.

Madame has a cold and is still sick!

He hurriedly stuffed the hand back into the quilt, and before he stuffed it, his eyes couldn't help but sweep the tiger's mouth again.

No redness, no scars, nothing.

Han Hong couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and the shock and anger in his chest and lungs were all dispersed, as if he was preparing for a fierce battle, and suddenly found that the opposite side was a friendly army.

He shook his head and laughed, holding his wife's hand under the covers.

"Scares the hell out of me!"

He sighed, and his other hand touched Pei Zhen's face, which was also cold, and he didn't pay attention to the few strands of hair flying from her sideburns, only at her eyebrows.

For some reason, the appearance of the female thief faded from his wife, and after a while, she disappeared.

It's him who is in a hurry, it's his dizziness, it's his cup!

How could he suspect his wife of being that thief?!

Damn it!

He leaned over and hugged Pei Zhen, muttering uncertainly, "It's mine, it's not mine", and he didn't notice that the eyes of the person on his shoulder were dark, and his long and dense eyelashes were fanning, covering the look in his eyes.

"Husband, are you injured? It smells of blood. She spoke.

When Han Hong heard this, he let go of her, and saw that the blood on his body had been stained on the brocade quilt, so he hurriedly stepped back, "It's okay, the flesh hurts." ”

Pei Zhen looked at his chest, blood seeped out from the inside out, staining the broken cloth black, she was stunned for a moment, and opened her mouth again.

"You're wounded, you need to be bandaged!" She said and pushed Han Hong, "Husband, the flesh wound is also an injury!" ”

However, Han Hong didn't care about this injury, but when he saw that his wife was really anxious, his heart softened, and he coaxed her not to be afraid, "It's really nothing, I still have something to do, you are so resting, the brazier is not enough for people to add more." ”

After that, he tucked the quilt for her and stood up. It's just that the corner of his eye swept over the room, and he was about to walk, "What about Xia Xi?" ”

As soon as the words fell, the room was silent for a moment, and Xia Nanhe, who thought that he had escaped, was immediately like a great enemy.

Pei Zhen sighed lightly, "I asked Xia Xi to go out to help, and she hasn't come back yet." She said, as if she remembered something, "Didn't you see it?" ”

Han Hong shook his head thoughtfully, and his face sank.

Pei Zhen didn't seem to see it, and said, "Could it be that she chased the thief and ran away?" ”

As soon as he said this, Han Hong paused, turned around and looked at Pei Zhen again, "Is it really Madame who sent her?" ”

Pei Zhen didn't seem to understand what he meant, and said, "Xia Xi's martial arts are very strong, I think she may be able to help her husband." ”

Han Hong's brows furrowed, pursed his lips and didn't speak, and after a while, he said, "I'll talk about it when she comes back." ”

Before the words fell, someone suddenly came to report, "My lord, there is a woman named Xia Xi, who is Madame's companion room, just outside the door of the guardhouse. ”

Han Hong was surprised, was silent for a while, and suddenly smiled with Pei Zhen: "Could it be that Xia Xi chased out of the guard?" ”

Pei Zhendao was possible, seeing that he was thoughtful on his face, but he was not staring at her, knowing that he was just suspicious of Xia Xi and not her, and said: "Maybe she knows something, it is better for the husband to pass her in for questioning." ”

"It's fine." Han Hong responded and called someone to bring Xia Xi in, "Watch tightly, don't let her get lost." ”

The meaning in these words was obvious, Xia Nan hurriedly cast an anxious look at Pei Zhen, and Pei Zhen glanced at her comfortingly.

It's not that Pei Zhen appeases Xia Nan first, but she knows in her heart that Han Hong made two knives of internal force slash at her, making her right hand red, so she deliberately showed Han Hong her hand to dispel Han Hong's doubts.

She has her way, and Xia Xi doesn't have that mark on her hand at all, Han Hong suspects that Xia Xi is a female thief, as long as she takes a look at her right hand tiger mouth, she knows that she suspects the wrong person.

Xia Xi was quickly led to the rest room, and Pei Zhen saw that Han Hong had heard the rumor, and while ordering someone to watch the door, he retreated to her side.

Pei Zhen didn't understand why he retreated in front of him, until Han Hong turned around and said "Don't be afraid" silently, she was stunned.

She watched him turn around, holding the hilt of the sword with her hand, waiting for Xia Xi's appearance, Pei Zhen's eyes were sour, his nose was sour, and his heart was even more sour, and his eyes fell firmly on the tall man standing in front of her bed, and there was something in his heart like a rising tide, wave after wave.

She calculated in every possible way, but he replied a thousand times.

What is this?