Changping Village.

When Luo Fengtang gazed tenderly at Yang Ruoqing, Yang Ruoqing was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't extricate herself.

She dreamed of being in a simple and unfamiliar farmyard on a snowy night. The door of the courtyard was rattled by the wind, and the guard dog kept barking.

A paper horse kicked into the yard carrying a bloody man.

As soon as she entered the courtyard gate, the man fell off his horse and rolled to her feet with a muffled thud.

It's Luo Fengtang.

She leaned over and picked him up. As soon as her hand touched his arm, it was so hot that he almost screamed, and his whole body seemed to be covered in a ball of fire.

The horse that had carried him through the door suddenly burst into flames, and suddenly she had a bad feeling. She gritted her teeth and hugged Luo Fengtang tightly.

Dots of firelight came out of his face, and the blood vessels under the skin glowed red. Then, under her eyes, he got hotter and hotter, as hot as a ball of fire, and finally his whole body started to smoke and burn.

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Just like the paper horse before, it burned into a pile of ashes in an instant. When the wind blew, Yang Ruoqing stretched out her arms, but they were empty, with nothing.

"Tangyazi?"

"Tangyazi!"

"Don't go, don't go..."

"Don't leave, don't leave, I'm here!"

A familiar voice came to her ears, and a warm and strong hand covered her head.

Yang Ruoqing opened her eyes suddenly and breathed a sigh of relief when she realized it was a dream.

She hugged his arm and put her face against it. His face was still cold and his heart was still beating fast.

"What? Are you having a nightmare?"

Luo Fengtang touched her hair and asked softly.

Yang Ruoqing didn't say anything, she put her face against the back of his hand and rubbed it gently, as docile and well-behaved as a cat.

"Dreams are all fake. Isn't it good for me?" he said again.

"I was scared last night, and I had a shadow in my heart. I was afraid that something might happen to you."

Yang Ruoqing continued to press her face into his palm and said in a low voice.

Luo Fengtang smiled and pulled her into his arms.

"I'm sorry Qing'er, I scared you..."

"Tangyazi, please don't say that, I just want you to be well."

Maybe it was because the image he had always created in front of her was too strong, like an iron wall that would never collapse or be vulnerable.

That's why scenes like last night frightened her and left a shadow.

In fact, he is just an ordinary flesh and blood body. Even if he has the blood of Taizu in his body, he is still a mortal after all. He will get tired, sick, injured, and die...

"Tangyaozi, please promise me that you will stay at home for a while. Let me take good care of you and help you take care of your health."

She suddenly raised her head and looked at him eagerly.

She had never thought about using their children's personal relationship to bind each other, but at this moment, she just wanted to act coquettishly like an ordinary woman, be more willful, and stick to him.

Luo Fengtang lowered his head and looked at her, his eyes as gentle as water.

"Answer me, okay?"

He leaned over and kissed her forehead gently, "Okay, that's exactly what I wanted!"

"Dad, Mom, I'm here to see you."

As soon as Mr. Luo Baobao entered the yard, his loud voice came into the house first.

When she reached the door, Hong Xiu suddenly pulled her.

Luo Baobao paused and turned to look at Hongxiu in surprise, wondering what she meant.

Hongxiu made an expression towards her, then cleared her throat: "Sister, the baby and I are back."

The curtain in the inner room was opened, and Yang Ruoqing walked out smiling in her home clothes.

"Okay, you're back. Come in, I've made hot tea for you."

Hongxiu hesitated for a moment, "Is the general's brother-in-law awake?"

"Well, I've been awake for a while, come in!"

"I'm going in to see dad."

While Yang Ruoqing and Hong Xiu were asking and answering questions, Luo Baobao had already lifted the curtain and rushed into the inner room. He called out "Dad" and strode towards the bed.

"Have you just finished eating?" Outside the curtain, Yang Ruoqing asked Hong Xiu with a smile.

Hong Xiu shook his head, "It's been a while since we finished eating. Third Aunt and Duo'er were so enthusiastic that they pulled me there and talked for a long time. Later, Jiaojiao got sleepy and clamored to go back, so we dispersed."

Yang Ruoqing narrowed her eyes and smiled.

When Hongxiu went to her parents' home to pay New Year's greetings, she didn't worry about being treated coldly at all, because her parents, brothers and sisters were all the most hospitable.

In particular, Hongxiu was sent there by her, and they would treat Hongxiu with their most sincere hearts no matter what aspect they were from.

"Then have you seen another child of the Xiang family?" Yang Ruoqing asked again.

Hongxiu tilted her head and thought for a moment, "Is she talking about Duo'er's niece, her charming cousin, the little girl named Lingling?"

"Yes, it's Lingling. Is Lingling here?"

"Here we come, that kid is not very courageous. He followed Duo'er from beginning to end and didn't talk much."

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "The child's situation is different from other children. I will tell you when I have time later. Come inside, come in and drink tea and warm up by the fire. It's cold outside!"

Yang Ruoqing stretched out her hand to pull Hong Xiu, but Hong Xiu stayed in place.

"What's wrong? Is there anything else?"

"Sister, I, I seem to have gotten into trouble..."

Yang Ruoqing looked at Hongxiu and was a little surprised to see her blushing and guilty look.

This girl has been with her for so long and has always been very calm in everything she does.

She actually got into trouble? Yang Ruoqing was immediately interested in this 'disaster'.

"Come here, talk."

She took Hongxiu and entered the wing on the right. This wing was arranged for the children when they were young to facilitate the care of them at night.

Later, when they grew up, they each moved to their own houses outside. No one lived in this wing anymore, but the cradle, small bed, small quilt, stool, etc. inside were all kept as they were.

This is a memory that remains.

"Tell me, what trouble did you get into?" Yang Ruoqing closed the door and asked.

Hongxiu lowered her eyes and whispered: "Sister, when we entered the house earlier, we met Baobao's Uncle Yongjin. He was going to the old house and said that Yang Yongqing was ill."

"It's not unusual for him to be sick. He lives a very particular life. He doesn't care about spitting cold, fragrant and smelly things into his mouth. He doesn't take a shower for ten and a half months. It's strange that he's not sick because he's covered in E. coli!"

Among the words, there were two words that Hong Xiu couldn't understand. She didn't have the intention to analyze them in detail, so she buried her head deeper and said:

"Yang Yongqing has diarrhea this time because I did something wrong."

"What? You?"

Yang Ruoqing thought she heard wrongly. Hongxiu had just come to Changping Village for two days and one night, so why did she do something to Yang Yongqing?

Hongxiu never takes the initiative to make grudges with others. This girl seems to be forbearing, but the strong side of her character makes her unwilling to suffer and be humiliated. Therefore, Yang Yongqing must have taken the initiative to provoke her.
Chapter completed!