Everyone just moved forward like this.

Yang Ruoqing habitually dozed off against Zhuiyun's plush body.

Zhuiyun was also concentrating with his eyes closed. The wooden wheels of the carriage rolled over the ground, making regular and rhythmic sounds.

Like a lullaby, soon one person and one wolf fell asleep snuggled together.

Until, suddenly, there was a rapid sound of running outside the carriage, and a carriage passed by at an extremely fast speed. Yang Ruoqing suddenly opened her eyes.

She lifted the curtain and took a look outside. Look, the person overtaking was none other than Na Risong.

"What tricks is he doing? What's the point of overtaking properly?"

Luo Fengtang glanced at Yang Ruoqing who stuck her head out from behind and said with some confusion.

Yang Ruoqing did not answer him, but turned her head and looked behind her.

Sure enough, I saw Zhang Liangyu, who was also looking confused, following on his horse.

"Qing'er, what are you looking at?" Luo Fengtang's voice sounded again.

"Nothing, nothing." Yang Ruoqing quickly looked away.

Just listen to Luo Fengtang continue: "I don't know what happened to Risong that day. From morning to now, he seems to be fighting with someone."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, leaning out of the carriage to sit side by side with him.

"Isn't it obvious? Risong was jealous that day and was having a childish tantrum." She said in a low voice.

"What?"

Luo Fengtang thought he heard wrongly.

"Who is jealous? Why are you jealous?" he asked again.

Yang Ruoqing cooed at Zhang Liangyu, who was riding a horse behind her, "Here, I'm jealous of that kid!"

Luo Fengtang was surprised, and then he couldn't laugh or cry.

"How is it possible, just because Xiao Yaxue was chatting and joking with Brother Zhang?"

"Qing'er, you were also chatting and joking with him. I was watching from the side, and I thought it was nothing! Why was Brother Ri thinking so much that day? Isn't it obvious that he doesn't trust his wife!"

Luo Fengtang shook his head and expressed that he could not understand this.

Yang Ruoqing was a little moved by his words.

He trusted her so much and pampered her.

Well, mutual trust is the most important thing between husband and wife, and she will naturally not betray his trust.

But--

"Every couple's situation is different!" Yang Ruoqing continued.

"To put it bluntly, can the relationship between Risong and Xiao Yaxue be compared to ours?" she said.

"Not to mention that Risong used to like to flirt with women outside, and Xiao Yaxue's trust in him has long been overdrawn."

"As for Nisatsu himself, he only allowed the state officials to set fires but not the common people to light lamps."

"I drink flower wine and go to a brothel. If I meet a beautiful young daughter-in-law on the way, I will ask for directions and strike up a conversation. I still think it is natural."

"Although they sleep in the same room, they are on the same bed and under the same bed."

"It's been almost a year since we slept separately. We are a couple in name only, but in fact we haven't been a couple for a long time."

"Now, if Xiao Yaxue talks more and laughs with other men, he will feel unhappy."

"Just let him be jealous and sulky, and we don't care and don't ask!" Yang Ruoqing warned.

That Risong was jealous and sulky was actually a good thing.

This also shows from the side that Risong had Xiao Yaxue in his heart.

People, sometimes there are some things that you don’t see clearly enough from the people around you.

At this time, you need to use external forces to trigger a conflict, so that you can see clearly what your heart is like.

It would undoubtedly be a good thing if the grudges of Na Risong and Xiao Yaxue could be resolved with the help of Zhang Liangyu's appearance!

No matter what others think, that’s what Yang Ruoqing thinks anyway!

Luo Fengtang nodded seriously: "Okay, I'll listen to you Qing'er. Anyway, I don't like to worry about those trivial things!"

"Well, my man is better!"

Yang Ruoqing smiled, hugged Luo Fengtang's arm, and put her head on his shoulder.

Luo Fengtang glanced sideways at her, and the corners of his lips curved softly.

"My wife is not bad either, don't let me worry about her!" he said.

"Well, my Tang Yazi is the most generous person. No matter who I joke with, she won't be jealous, right?" She raised her face and asked deliberately.

Luo Fengtang did not smile.

"Not necessarily, it depends on the person." He said seriously.

Yang Ruoqing raised her eyebrows: "What do you mean? Be specific!"

Luo Fengtang said: "I won't be jealous if you and Brother Zuo are together, because I know that Brother Zuo sincerely cares for you as a girl."

"But if it's Mu Zichuan, I won't feel relieved."

He said bluntly.

"The three of us all know what Mu Zichuan thinks about you."

"Pfft..." Yang Ruoqing laughed.

"I'm already married. I'm not a little girl. I'm a married woman. No matter how interested he is, he should give up. Don't be afraid of him!" she said.

Luo Fengtang shook his head: "You think so, but Mu Zichuan doesn't think so!"

Yang Ruoqing pinched his arm slightly, then pointed at her bulging belly.

"No matter who thinks it or doesn't think it, with this baby here, no one will make any plans for me again in the future!" she said.

"Wrong, there is someone who will always have your thoughts." He said.

"Who is it? I already have a child, doesn't he have too strong taste?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang quickly glanced around to make sure no one was looking this way, and kissed her forehead quickly and steadily.

"That person is me!"

He said, then stepped back, sat upright, and continued driving.

Yang Ruoqing recalled the meaning of his words, raised the corners of her mouth, and hugged his arm tightly.

"My father, I will fight against you for the rest of my life!"

…

Changping Village.

"Third younger brother and sister, how are you doing Lan Yatou these days? Has the fever gone away? Are you still willing to see me?"

In the yard of Yang Huazhong's house, Yang Hualin looked at the closed guest room door and asked in a low voice about Mrs. Sun who was washing in the yard.

Sun said: "I have been having a fever over and over in the past two days, and I talked a lot of nonsense."

"The fever finally came down last night, and I woke up once in the middle of the night, complaining that I was hungry."

"I fed her a bowl of porridge and kept sleeping. She hasn't woken up yet," said Sun.

Hearing this, Yang Hualin felt half relieved.

"It'll be fine as soon as the fever goes away."

"Take these two kilograms of pork ribs and make her some pork rib soup to replenish her strength. My daughter is seriously ill and her vitality is severely damaged." Yang Hualin said.

Mrs. Sun took the ribs and nodded.

"When Lan Yatou wakes up later, I will try to persuade her and let her see you," said Sun.

Hearing Sun's words, Yang Hualin looked grateful.

"Okay, okay, then it all depends on you, my third brother and sister." He said.

"Well, it's getting dark soon. Don't wash your clothes. Leave them for tomorrow morning and rest early." Yang Hualin warned.

Mrs. Sun nodded.

Yang Hualin said: "Well, it's time for me to go back. I still have two children at home..."
Chapter completed!