Compared to Lin Chu's explosiveness, Yan Mingge looked away with great calmness.

"Not two taels of meat, either."

Lin Chu: “…”

If she hadn't remembered that this guy would be a villain in the future, she would have wanted to kick him to death.

Yan Mingge, who had successfully teased his little wife, turned his head over with a smile on his lips. He ejaculated something in his hand, and then the whole room fell into darkness, successfully covering his amazingly red ears.

Lin Chu was silently tying a straw man for the villain in his heart when he suddenly heard Yan Mingge ask, "During the day, you said to me in the alley, your name is Lin Chu?"

Perhaps because the candlelight was turned off, the eyes were invisible, and the senses became particularly obvious. Lin Chu felt that when Yan Mingge was saying this, he seemed to be very close to him, and his warm breath sprinkled on her ears, itchy.

However, the villain said this to her, she had no thoughts at all, and her nerves tense up instantly. Lin Chu tried hard to make her voice sound nothing strange, "Well, that's the name before I was sold to Cen's mansion as a maid."

The original owner was poor and was sold to be a maid. The original owner was only four or five years old and had little impression of his original family.

The original owner's slave family was found only after he became a maid. It recorded the evidence that she existed in this world, and it was found since then. Even Yan Mingge went to investigate, but it was impossible for him to find anything.

Even though it was clearly dark in his sight, Lin Chu could feel Yan Mingge's gaze falling on his face.

At that time, she didn't know why she said this in her mind. Now Lin Chu was vomiting blood in her heart, so she had to whisper, "There is a saying in my hometown that if a person dies, someone must remember her name. During the holidays, burn some paper money, etc., to receive it."

"You're thinking carefully and thinking about everything you do."

Yan Mingge's words were a bit low, as if he had something to do.

Lin Chu smiled awkwardly and had to continue to lie, "Of course, it's so hard when you are a human being. When you are a ghost, if someone burns me more paper money, I won't be too lucky to live there."

Yan Mingge was silent for a while, and suddenly laughed, desolate and a little sad, "Then remember my name, my name is Yan Heng, a person in the capital."

This sentence inexplicably made Lin Chu feel sad.

She knew that he would be the villain who would live to the end, but he knew nothing about his fate. Every time he went to the battlefield, he might be ready to bury his bones and sand.

She turned her head to see what expression Yan Mingge had on her face at this moment, but she couldn't see anything clearly in the dark night.

I heard Yan Mingge say, "Go to sleep."

Lin Chu was thinking about things, and her mind was messy, but she was really tired all day long and soon fell asleep.

No dreams all night.

As soon as the next day, Lin Chu, who was already accustomed to the biological clock, got up.

When she was wearing clothes, she looked at her bulging chest without giving up. Is it very small?

Compared to Jiang Wanxue's washboard figure, she thinks this body is quite good!

Lin Chu sweated wildly when he realized what he was doing.

Putting aside the strange thoughts in his mind, Lin Chu packed up and prepared to go to the kitchen to decoct medicine. He didn't want to open the door and saw Jiang Wanxue and a maid holding a tray coming towards him.

Jiang Wanxue was wearing the white thread-picking skirt of yesterday. She was covered with a moon-white long jacket embroidered with orchids. She was combed in a fallen horse bun, and a magnolia hairpin was inserted diagonally on her hair bun. It was simple and simple but elegant. She couldn't cover the blue and blackness under her face, but she had a more haggard beauty.

It seems that Jiang Wanxue didn't sleep well last night.

"Cough cough... I got up early today...Cough cough... I boiled the medicine for Brother Yan in the kitchen and made the soup...Cough cough cough..."

Jiang Wanxue stood outside the door, holding a handkerchief in one hand and coughing heart-wrenchingly. The maid next to her was holding a bowl of brown medicine and a soup cup in the tray.

Did I get sick by playing the piano in the yard in the middle of the night last night?

Lin Chu looked at Jiang Wanxue and said politely, "Miss Han is sick, and she still manages these things."

Jiang Wanxue shook her head repeatedly, "Cough cough... I was a little late to the inn yesterday. I couldn't see Brother Yan, and I cough cough... Sister-in-law... Cough cough cough... Can I go in and see Brother Yan?"

She looked at Lin Chu with hope, feeling pitiful.

Lin Chu's eyes twitched slightly, thinking to himself, I didn't do anything to you, who did you show this look of bullying you?

"Look at what Mrs. Han said. My husband told me last night that Mrs. Han was playing the piano in the yard, and he must be missing his deceased husband. My husband and Prince Han have a close relationship. You are half a sister of my husband. Why are you so disagreeable when you speak?"

Lin Chu mentioned the ones that last night. Jiang Wanxue's face turned stiff, but she still kept smiling and said weakly after coughing a few times. "My sister-in-law has taught her a lesson."

She just pointed out that she deliberately played the piano last night, and I don’t know who she expressed her love to, but it turned out to be a lesson from her mouth?

Lin Chu was slightly angry and thought to himself that you wanted to be a little white lotus, but I was not as good as you wish, so he showed an extremely bright smile, "I mean, Mrs. Han, you are too distracted, and I didn't say that the song "Dielianhua" played by Mrs. Han for his deceased husband is inappropriate. You have even used the lessons. Those who don't know think I've bullied you."

The three words "Butterfly Love Flower" were spoken from Lin Chu, and Jiang Wanxue's face looked a little ugly.

She thought that no one could hear what that song was except Yan Mingge and the Sixth Prince.

She followed Han Zichen for five years, and was able to emerge from the mistress's suppression and competing for favor with her concubine, but she could still think of the man's thoughts in detail.

She did play the song "Dielianhua" for Yan Mingge, and she bet on Yan Mingge's old love for her.

As for the Sixth Prince... a young boy, Jiang Wanxue feels that he, who is well versed in a man's mind, still has the charm of grasping his heart.

As for men, they naturally have no resistance to weak and helpless women.

She was only sixteen years old when she married Han Zichen, and now she is only in her early twenties, and she is as old as a flower.

Han Zichen died, but his wife also had children. When Han Zichen was there, she was very favored, and their mother and son lived in the Han Mansion. Now Han Zichen is no longer there. If she returns home, she believes that the mistress will hold her tightly.

Her son is a stupid person again, and she can't expect to rely on Han Junye to survive in the Han Mansion for decades.

Now that I am young and beautiful, Jiang Wanxue will not miss any opportunity in front of me.

One of her cousins ​​was the outer room for the legitimate son of Zenggong's mansion and was later carried into the mansion.

Jiang Wanxue looked at Lin Chu, and under Qiu Shui's eyes, there seemed to be a sharp knife that had been harshed.

"Sister-in-law was joking." But in an instant, Jiang Wanxue put away the expression in her eyes.

Lin Chu felt uncomfortable by her previous look, but she knew she couldn't force people too much, so she stepped back and said, "Madam Han, come in."

Jiang Wanxue arrived in front of Yan Mingge, perhaps because she discovered Yan Mingge's coldness. She also noticed the embarrassment through the deeds of remorseful marriage and poisoning. She herself noticed the embarrassment. After reluctantly saying a few words, she returned to her room on the excuse of being uncomfortable.

After Lin Chu drew water to wash Yan Mingge, he gave the medicine to Yan Mingge, but Yan Mingge had no intention of drinking it.

Lin Chu pondered Yan Mingge's thoughts. Could it be that he felt that he had no relationship with Jiang Wanxue and he didn't want to drink the medicine she had?

"I got cold last night, so I got up early in the morning to make medicine and make soup. Maybe I felt that I was sorry for the previous incident and I would like to apologize to you?" Lin Chu tried to persuade the villain who was in love.

Unexpectedly, Yan Mingge's next sentence made Lin Chu almost snatched by his saliva.

"What if she poisons?"

"That... you don't need to be so frightened. I accidentally discovered her previous medicine bottle. I went to the pharmacy to ask. The doctor said it was flour inside, and she didn't really plan to harm you." Lin Chu said.

Yan Mingge sniffed softly.

“I changed the flour into it.”

Lin Chu widened his eyes.

Yan Mingge said quietly, "It's that day."

Lin Chu suddenly remembered that she had rarely overslept that day. After getting up, she found mud on Yan Mingge's shoes. It turned out that Yan Mingge went out to pour out the medicine in the bottle and replaced it with flour?

Why is he doing this?

It took Lin Chu a long time to find his voice and stammered, "Why... why?"

Yan Mingge was silent for a while before slowly saying, "I'm afraid you will use it to poison it."

When Lin Chu heard this, he was inexplicably embarrassed and felt a little depressed in his heart.

What can you say?

She never thought about harming him from beginning to end, but he was always on guard against her.

As a big villain, Lin Chu told himself in his heart.

But her mood was still a little bad all of a sudden. She said half-jokingly, "Then aren't you afraid that I will be poisoned now?"

Yan Mingge looked at her with a confident tone, "You won't."

She smiled, of course she wouldn't, unless she didn't want to live anymore.

Because of this, the relationship between Lin Chu and Yan Mingge seemed to be in a deadlock. There was nothing on the surface, but I always felt something was separated by it.

Jiang Wanxue was quite persistent and got up early every day to decoct medicine and make soup. Lin Chu only learned in the next few days that Jiang Wanxue not only made Yan Mingge's portion, but also made the portion of the Sixth Prince. It is unknown whether the Sixth Prince ate it or not.

During this period, Lin Chu met Han Junye once, and most of the children stayed in the room. That day, Lin Chu saw him watching plum blossoms in the yard and wanted to say a few words to him, but Han Junye ran away as soon as he saw Lin Chu, as if he became afraid of others.

Lin Chu always felt that Han Junye's temperament was becoming more and more withdrawn now.

She also lit Jiang Wanxue once, but Jiang Wanxue scolded her a few words, thinking that she was someone else's son, Lin Chu didn't say anything more.

Seeing Jiang Wanxue approaching the Sixth Prince intentionally or unintentionally, Lin Chu also confirmed that Jiang Wanxue really planned to follow the Sixth Prince's path.

She didn't know what Jiang Wanxue was thinking, not to mention that the young man looked simple and naughty, but in fact he was so thoughtful that people couldn't figure it out at all. Even if the Sixth Prince really liked Jiang Wanxue, the royal family would not be able to let a married woman come in.

When the first snow fell in Qiang City, Yan Mingge's injury was almost healed.

He had a talk with the Sixth Prince for a whole morning, but he had reached some agreement, but in the afternoon he suddenly told Lin Chu that he could pack up his things and go home.

It seems that Han Zichen's affairs were suppressed. With the Sixth Prince here, Feng Yan dared not do anything else.

The sixth prince specially arranged a carriage to take them back.

This was the first time Lin Chu took a carriage in ancient times. When she got on the carriage, she was a little novel. She lifted the curtain and looked out. It snowed heavily today, and the entire Qiang City was covered with silver, and there were few people on the streets.
To be continued...