Mu Jingzhou thought about it seriously, and the mocking words came again.

"The old lady of Chengyang Hou Mansion doesn't want you, you still stick to Chengyang Hou Mansion?"

Chen Anhao's face was bloodless, holding his skirt in his hand, his watery eyes drooping, as if he was sad.

"Since I was a child, I only had my mother's love, and I can be regarded as cheap. It's not strange that I'm married to a big family, and people look down on me. ”

"They don't love me, I should love myself."

The more he got to the back, the quieter Chen An's voice became.

Being able to mix with a dog eunuch like Mu Jingzhou is what kind of self-love.

Thinking of this, she raised her eyes slightly and glared at Mu Jingzhou resentfully.

If he hadn't broken into the Chengyang Marquis Mansion on the day she got married, how would she have been belittled by him again.

The more I thought about it, the more sad I became, and the tears began to fall uncontrollably.

Mu Jingzhou likes to see her pitiful appearance holding back tears, but now that he is really crying, he frowned again, this person made of water will melt in one move.

He was afraid that she would cry more and more, so he rubbed his forehead: "If you cry again, I will go and lift the Yanghou Mansion in that city." In front of everyone in their Chengyang Hou Mansion, they took off your clothes and ...... you in front of the Zhou Clan's ancestral hall."

A pair of delicate white hands quickly covered his mouth, tightly covering it, and Chen An, who still had tears on his face, glared at him, so hated that his ears were red.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Mu Jingzhou raised his eyebrows and put his hands under her head, his eyes moving at the hem of her clothes.

The evil peach blossom eyes are matched with this romantic gaze, and the yuppie is fully revealed, as if the merry man in the book has fallen in love with a delicate little lover.

Chen Anhao even felt that his clothes had been stripped off by him, and now he was staring naked.

Her face flushed, and she clutched her clothes tightly.

Mu Jingzhou said: "When you are well, I will send you back." ”

Chen Anhao secretly made up her mind, no matter how bitter the medicine was, she had to pinch the tip of her nose and drink it with her head up.

Take care of your body as soon as possible and return to the Chengyang Marquis Mansion as soon as possible.

Fortunately, Mu Jingzhou has a little conscience, and he only slept in a bed with her in the past two days, and hugged her and said that he had warm nephrite in his arms, and he slept comfortably.

On the fourth day, Luwu called a doctor for her to come through the bed curtain for treatment, and the doctor said that there was no major problem.

She hurriedly asked Lu Wu to talk to the doctor with Mu Jingzhou.

It happened that he was going to Jiangnan for a trip, and he had no time to find her, so he only asked people to send her to the gate of the Chengyang Marquis Mansion.

The old lady, Zhou Jingchuan and others who got the news came to pick her up at the door.

Chen An is so worthy of a blessing ceremony with the old lady, and when he was very emotional, the tip of his nose was sour.

It was not easy for her to come back.

The old lady stretched out her hand to help: "It's really bitter, my granddaughter-in-law is well." Shake the branch, Anhao is Jingchuan's wife, you should call her sister. ”

"Grandma, when I married Shaozhi and entered the door, I already said that she would be good, she would not be small."

A clear male voice suddenly appeared, and Chen Anhao raised his eyes slightly to look at him.

The appearance is white and pure, with an elegant atmosphere, a slender body, and a good appearance.

Zhou Jingchuan also wanted to take a glimpse of this woman who insisted on marrying into her own family and being her wife despite the gossip.

Unexpectedly, he looked at Chen Anhao.

Chen Anhao hurriedly withdrew his gaze, with some shyness.

This is her husband.

This delicate appearance made Zhou Jingchuan, who originally looked down on her, tremble, and felt a little protective desire.

Delicate flowers should be pampered.

Zhou Jingchuan thought.

Chen Anhao lowered his eyebrows and respectfully bowed to Zhou Jingchuan: "Good security." ”

"Hmm." Zhou Jingchuan answered, his eyes fell on her thin white neck, and there was something else in his eyes.

If you touch this skin, most of them will have to leave a mark.

Probably curled up his toes with a sense of min, and craned his neck around his shoulders.

Zhou Jingchuan thought a little too much.

Chen Anhao was not very comfortable being looked at, and his face was slightly hot: "Xianggong, but what's wrong?" ”