She quickly glanced at Mu Zichuan who had just entered the door, and then said: "If you are busy, just go and do your important things first. When you are free, you can come and talk to your godmother."

"Anyway, I have Daukou by my side now. Although Daukong is younger and can't do many things as thoroughly as you, this girl is quite smart. Let her learn and do it at the same time!"

…

From the time Yang Ruoqing entered the west room to talk to Zichuan Niang until she left, it only took a stick of incense to last her.

She left with Xiaohua and never spoke more than three sentences to Mu Zichuan from beginning to end.

When she returned home, Mu Zichuan came over not long after.

When he came over, Yang Ruoqing was drinking sour plum soup and reading a play.

"Zichuan, why are you here? What's the matter?" Yang Ruoqing asked, casually putting the drama aside.

Mu Zichuan glanced at the script, and then his eyes fell back on Yang Ruoqing.

"Didn't you tell my mother earlier that you are so busy these days? You are so busy that you can't spare time to go to my house. How can you still have time to watch these dramas?" Mu Zichuan asked.

Yang Ruoqing was surprised for a moment, and her intuition told her that Mu Zichuan was a little dissatisfied with his words.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and said: "Actually, I am busy, but I am not busy. It was just an excuse from my godmother!"

"What...what do you mean? Why can't I understand you?" Mu Zichuan asked.

"Why did you lie to my mother? You clearly know that my mother likes you very much, and you also care about my mother's body. If this is the case, why do you go to my house less?" Muzichuan asked again.

Yang Ruoqing stood up and said, "Zichuan, there are some things I didn't want to say at first, but you know my character well. I don't like those intrigues."

"Intrigue?" Mu Zichuan was even more surprised.

Yang Ruoqing said: "Your fiancée Liu Doukou came to see me yesterday and talked a lot."

Mu Zichuan suddenly became anxious when he heard that Liu Doukou had found Yang Ruoqing.

"What did she do to you? What did she say?" he asked quickly.

After a pause, he added: "She is young and has a bad temper. If she says something that she shouldn't say and makes you unhappy, just tell me and I will go back and teach her!"

Yang Ruoqing shook her head and said: "Actually, it's not that serious. She just cares too much about you and your hard-won karma. Therefore, for those women who are somewhat related to you and move around a little frequently, she

I’ll just be a little more mindful and on guard.”

Mu Zichuan is a smart man. When he said this, there was no need to be too picky. He could naturally guess what was going on.

His expression suddenly changed.

"It's ridiculous, it's really ridiculous!" Mu Zichuan turned pale with anger, and his eyebrows of suitable shades were knitted together.

"No wonder you said you were busy. It turned out to be to avoid suspicion. This cardamom is really making things out of nothing and making trouble out of nothing. I will go back and teach her a lesson!"

Mu Zichuan turned around to leave, but was stopped by Yang Ruoqing.

"Liu Doukou was impulsive and talked carelessly when he was young. Do you do the same?" she asked.

"I didn't plan to tell you this originally, because I was afraid that you would be impulsive and go back to teach her out of breath. Then she would cry, make a fuss, and hang herself, and nothing would turn into something." She added.

"Then what should I do? Is it possible to let her talk nonsense and sow discord between you and me?" Mu Zichuan asked.

Yang Ruoqing smiled faintly: "Some things are getting darker and darker as they are described. As long as we are open-minded, we are not afraid of these rumors."

"It's just that human words are indeed scary. Moreover, from Liu Doukou's point of view, her sense of crisis is understandable. After all, her heart is with you. Because she cares about you, she is nervous. Because she is nervous, so

Only then do you care more, worrying about gains and losses, so as not to have random thoughts."

"You spend more time with her, talk to her heart to heart, and let her understand your feelings. Naturally, the sense of security will deepen little by little. When the time comes, you and your wife will be in the same mind, and she will naturally not be suspicious."

After hearing what Yang Ruoqing said, Mu Zichuan said nothing, but his face became increasingly ugly.

"Then what do you mean, you should go to my house less often during this period to avoid suspicion with me?" After a while, he spoke again.

Yang Ruoqing was stunned for a moment. Why was he still struggling with her decision after telling him this for so long?

She has analyzed the core of the problem.

"You do what you should do as a fiancé, comfort your fiancée, don't make her feel uneasy, and don't let her come out and bite randomly." Yang Ruoqing said.

"As for me, I also did what I should do. It turned out that I was only focused on my godmother's illness and only wanted to fulfill my filial piety. I really didn't think well about other aspects."

"So from now on, let's both do our part, and it will be good for everyone."

Having said this, she turned back to the table and sat down, picking up the play on the table again and reading through it.

This was a subtle hint that he was leaving.

Muzichuan stood there, still not moving.

"Qing'er, you also said that if both of us are open-minded, there is no need to avoid suspicion. No one will tell anyone behind his back? Don't worry about my cousin, I will make it clear to her..."

"Zichuan!"

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and interrupted him.

"Zichuan, please stop talking. In fact, my godmother doesn't want me to visit your house frequently. In her heart, she only hopes that your marriage to cousin Daukou will not have any more twists and turns."

"So, please stop saying anything and stop embarrassing your mother, your cousin, and me."

"I'm going to read a book. Please go back. I'll go visit my godmother when I have free time."

After saying that, she picked up the play again and never looked at him again.

Mu Zichuan stood silently for a moment. Seeing her indifferent and distant profile, he sighed secretly and had to turn around and leave with heavy steps.

Yang Ruoqing kept her promise, and from that day on, she didn't step through the door of Lao Mu's house for three days in a row.

However, she would entrust Wang Cuilian, Sun, Xiaohua and the others to visit Xiazichuan Niang every day.

At the end of June, the first season's rice is harvested and put into warehouses, and then the fields are irrigated and plowed, and the second season's rice seedlings are also hurriedly inserted into the paddy fields.

The thunderstorms in this summer day came one after another. When the rain stopped, the cotton turned white.

When farming was busy, Yang Ruoqing sometimes led herb-collecting teams into the mountains, and sometimes helped Sun pick cotton. She was so busy that she was almost busy day and night. Occasionally she took the time to visit Lao Mu's house twice, but she was never the only one.

people.

Either Xiao Hua or Xiao Duo accompanied her, or she went with Sun or Wang Cuilian, and one time she even brought Baby Luo with her.

Every time she went there, Mu Zichuan would read and write in the east room and never came out to see her face to face.

As for Liu Doukou, I didn't meet him either, so he probably avoided it deliberately.
Chapter completed!