But after the news came from the great elder, the couple returned to the small courtyard again. When they saw the locked courtyard door in front of them and the faded Spring Festival couplets posted on the door, the couple's hearts suddenly surged.

With some complicated feelings.

"Yaxue..."

Risong suddenly stopped and turned around.

Behind him, Xiao Yaxue was also immersed in thinking, and accidentally ran into Narisong's arms.

Her forehead hurt a little, and she raised her eyes to glare at him in embarrassment.

But she found that he was looking at her with a strangely gentle look, and she was suddenly startled.

"Yaxue, I have something to say." Narisong spoke again.

Xiao Yaxue took a step back, raised her head and curled her lips, "Just in time, I also have something to say."

"You first?" he said.

She blinked lightly and said, "Forget it, you should go first."

"Okay." That Risong said.

He turned around and glanced at the row of three low farmhouses made of yellow mud in front of him, with two guest rooms, a stove and a miscellaneous room on one side.

"I'm thinking that one day when we return to Zhongjing, we will chop up a piece of land in our yard."

"Just according to the layout of this yard, we can build it exactly the same. Do you think it's okay?" Narisong asked.

Xiao Yaxue was stunned for a moment and looked at him with confusion.

"What's wrong? Why don't you say anything?" Risong looked away and looked at Xiao Yaxue in front of him.

"Haha, are you surprised by this idea of ​​mine?" he asked her, his eyes bright.

Xiao Yaxue came back to her senses and shook her head.

"No..." she said.

"Risong, is this what you want to tell me?" she asked again.

This time, Narisong was surprised.

"Yes, otherwise, which one do you think I'm going to ask?" he said.

Xiao Yaxue's eyes turned, and the corners of her lips slowly raised, revealing a pleasant smile.

"No, it's nothing!" she said.

"Let's go inside, come inside, it's starting to rain lightly again!" She said, entering the yard, seeing him still standing at the door of the yard, she turned back and dragged him into the house.

"Hey, Yaxue, you haven't told me what you want to say yet!" Risong kept asking her questions all the way into the house.

After entering the house, Xiao Yaxue let go of his hand, went straight into the east room, and brought a clean handkerchief.

"Come here, let me wipe the rain from your hair." She said.

Risong was even more surprised that day.

Hey, what's wrong with this woman? She's so gentle?

After wiping her hair, Xiao Yaxue quickly went to make a bowl of hot tea for Narisong and put it in his hand.

"Here, have a sip of hot tea to drive away the moisture." She added.

Risong took the tea and put it aside, then grabbed Xiao Yaxue's hand and looked up and down her body, taking a good look.

"Something's wrong, it's so wrong," he said.

"What's wrong? You're talking nonsense!" Xiao Yaxue said.

Risong said: "You would never be so gentle to me like this before, wiping my hair and making tea."

"What's going on with you today? Has someone changed?"

Thinking of this, the smile on Risong's face suddenly became ferocious and ferocious, and the strength of the fingers holding Xiao Yaxue's arm suddenly widened a bit.

"Who are you? Tell me quickly, where did you hide that evil woman of mine?"

Xiao Yaxue's head is covered with black lines.

He raised his foot and stomped on Risong's foot hard.

He groaned in pain, quickly let go of his hand, jumped to the side holding his feet.

Xiao Yaxue threw her sore arm and rolled her eyes at Narisuna.

"The poor can't bear the big supplements, and the mud can't stick to the wall. I've been gentle to you for the first time, and you still don't want to use it? You'll faint!" she said.

After hearing these words, Narisong suddenly felt relieved and let out a long breath.

"Oh, let me go. This is you. You scared me just now. Why are you pretending to be gentle and virtuous when you say you have nothing to do..." he said.

Xiao Yaxue gave him a blank look again.

"That Risong, I'm going to ask you a question, and you have to answer it truthfully," she said.

That Risong said: "Don't say one thing, ten words, or a hundred words. I won't hide it from you now."

Xiao Yaxue said: "Don't talk nonsense, I just want to ask you one question."

"Well, ask."

"Okay, then let me ask you, Yang Ruolan is going to get married to Ah Hao at the age of twenty-eight. If you still miss her, this is your last chance!" she said.

This time, Narisong gave Xiao Yaxue a blank look.

"That's nonsense, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you," he said.

"To escape is to cover up, and to cover up is the truth." Xiao Yaxue said.

"Youdao means a couple's favor lasts for a night. When Yang Ruolan became your concubine, you didn't know how many sheets you tore through."

"I don't believe you don't have any idea if she wants to get married now, unless I'm stupid!" she said.

"Or are you simply avoiding this problem because you have something in your mind that's why you dare not tell me directly?" she asked again.

That day the pine trees were as big as one and two in size.

"You women just love to think too much and think nonsense," he said.

"Then you can tell me that I'm just thinking too much, and I'm just thinking nonsense, right?" she asked again.

Risong didn't gnaw at her and looked at her with a frown.

Xiao Yaxue remained silent and looked up at him.

The eyes of the two people were fighting in mid-air.

Xiao Yaxue's heart sank little by little.

When she was about to sink to the bottom, she let go of her mouth that day.

"You stupid woman." He said, his eyes softening.

"What kind of temper and temperament I have that day? Others don't understand it, but you don't understand it?" he asked.

"The woman I like, whether she likes it or not, I will go and get her back."

"In the past three years, apart from Yang Ruolan, do you think I have stolen any other girl? I haven't even been to a brothel half a time!" he said.

"Yes, Yang Ruolan, she used to be my concubine."

"I was once tempted by her beauty."

"That's because in my eyes, a concubine is just a concubine, nothing more than a tool to warm the bed."

"In our tribe, a concubine is no different from a sheep or a cow."

"As for my wife, it's different."

"You, Xiao Yaxue, are the only woman that Risong recognizes in my day. You are the one who got married and worshiped in heaven and earth and told the world."

"Can this compare? Huh?"

After listening to Na Risong's remarks, the gloom on Xiao Yaxue's face dissipated bit by bit.

"So, so you don't plan to fight for the last chance?" she asked.

"You have to think clearly. If Yang Ruolan marries Ah Hao, and Ah Hao treats her so well, you will really have nothing to do in the future." She added.

That Risong rolled his eyes: "Are you trying to persuade me to go?"

Xiao Yaxue raised her eyebrows: "I don't want you to regret it in the future..."

"You woman, you said some duplicitous words, and I was drunk too!" Na Risong shook his head.
Chapter completed!