Yang Ruoqing glanced at him and said, "Keep one person in your heart, then clean yourself and love yourself."

"To put it in layman's terms, a man who doesn't go whore or sleep with another woman is a clean and good man," she said.

"Haha, what a coincidence, I am." Luo Fengtang grinned.

"Don't worry, daughter-in-law, I will protect you forever." He leaned close to her ear and whispered.

Yang Ruoqing felt a little embarrassed.

"We must do what we say, not just talk," she said.

Luo Fengtang nodded.

He couldn't believe it was true that he could marry her as his wife in this life.

I have dreamed many times, in which I was still the helpless little hunter I was before, walking barefoot through the mountains and forests.

When he woke up and saw her sleeping next to him and all the furniture in the room, he felt like this was another dream.

The beautiful dream made him not want to wake up.

How could he possibly break this happiness? Unless he was no longer himself!

"Qing'er," he suddenly called her in a low voice.

"Huh? I'm here!" She responded with a smile.

"You also promise me that you will never leave me for the rest of your life, okay?" He almost begged.

Yang Ruoqing was startled for a moment, then smiled sweetly and shook her head.

"Not good," she said.

He was stunned.

She immediately said: "It's not a lifetime, it's two lifetimes. We will never leave in our last life, in every lifetime!"

Luo Fengtang's heart fell back into his stomach and he breathed a sigh of relief.

The two returned to the guest room where they were staying. As soon as they closed the door, Yang Ruoqing was hugged by Luo Fengtang.

"Hey, it's clear, why are you hugging me?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang: "Doing business."

"What are you doing?" She was a little confused.

The next moment, he had laid her down on the soft bed. Now, the fool understood what he was going to do.

"Oh, it's clear and sunny, and there are people living in the next house. Isn't that good..."

She blushed, held his shoulders with both hands, and whispered.

Luo Fengtang said: "It's okay, I'll be gentle..."

Yang Ruoqing glanced at her belly again, "Well, the baby is so big, it's inconvenient..."

Luo Fengtang: "It's okay, I'll be gentle..."

"Hey, it really can't be done. I'm pot-bellied and I won't be able to cooperate later..." she said again.

Luo Fengtang: "It's okay, you don't need to cooperate, I will do my best."

A hundred excuses she made were all solved by him one by one.

…

Qunfang Pavilion.

Zi Yan sat in front of the dressing table and carefully traced her makeup.

With the flick of the finger, in the bronze mirror, the face of a woman with heavy makeup, extremely voluptuous, but full of the smell of travel, smiled coldly.

The curtain moved, and the fat madam came in, twisting her waist.

"Zi Yan, is that little hoof reliable?"

The madam stood behind Zi Yan, looking at the enchanting face in the mirror, and asked worriedly.

"That little Taohong, I heard that it was Yun Niang who picked her up when she was wandering on the street."

"In the past few years, I have been following Yun Niang. Although she is a maid, Yun Niang and Sister Hua both regard Xiao Taohong as a sister."

"Can we believe what Xiao Taohua said? How could she betray Yun Niang and the others who were so good to her?" the madam asked again.

Zi Yan kept tracing her eyebrows, but her thin scarlet lips curved into a contemptuous arc.
Chapter completed!