After Qin Wuyan woke up and got out of danger, Zhuang Xiaoyu was all about the safety of his father and brother. This love affair between children and women was really insignificant, and he couldn't spare energy to deal with these things, so he naturally forgot.

But the bitch, who used to be the eldest brother, didn't expect to be so uninterested. She didn't have the slightest convergence. She even wanted to hook Qin Wuyan.

After listening to Zhuang Xiaoyu's explanation, Qin Wuyan imagined the picture of his coma in his mind, and knew why Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't take it to heart.

However, my heart is still not happy.

"If Weifu is liked by other women, don't you have the slightest displeasure and tension?" Qin Wuyan stared at Zhuang Xiaoyu and wanted to get into her mind to see what she was thinking every day.

Zhuang Xiaoyu lowered her eyebrows and eyes: "what about nervousness and unhappiness? These are not my decisions, are they?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu asked, "I used to be the eldest lady of the dealer and can be justifiably jealous. Now I am nothing. You are a high acting priest. If you like, even the high priest can sit on it.

This priest's house is not my house anymore. It was yours as early as the moment you became a substitute priest.

Everything in this house is not mine anymore.

What qualifications do I have to be unhappy and nervous? "

"Qualification?" Qin Wuyan's masseter muscles tightened on his side and his thin lips closed tightly: "isn't it enough that you are our hair wife?"

"Hairy wife?" Zhuang Xiaoyu laughed at himself: "who in the whole moon city regards me as your hairy wife? On the first day of the lunar new year, it should have been the priest's wife who received those women's dependents. Where am I?"

Qin Wuyan: "

Zhuang Xiaoyu pulled the quilt and closed his eyes: "I'm tired too. I've hurt my muscles and bones for a hundred days. I want to get better quickly. You're also very busy. Go and help you."

Qin Wuyan's heart was blocked with a breath. A lot of words accumulated in his heart, but he didn't know how to say them.

But I was afraid of her misunderstanding, so I could only bear to explain: "I don't let you appear in public, but also for your own good. I don't want to wrong you at all."

Seeing that Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't say a word, Qin Wuyan said, "those aristocratic families are difficult people. I'm afraid you will be regarded as a thorn in their eyes if you are exposed in front of them.

The time hasn't come yet. I don't want you to take the risk.

Xiao Yu, will you believe me? "

Zhuang Xiaoyu's face was indifferent. He seemed to believe it, but he didn't believe it. He just nodded, "well, you're busy. I'm going to have a rest."

She turned over, turned her back to him and closed her eyes.

Qin Wuyan sat by the bed for a moment and wanted to say something, but he saw Zhuang Xiaoyu's unhappy appearance. He just felt that he couldn't speak even if there were thousands of words.

Qin Wuyan tucked in his quilt and stood up: "I'll be busy first. I'll see you later."

A slight door closing sound sounded. Zhuang Xiaoyu opened her eyes and closed it again.

Only from the execution of the handmaid of Panlong Fufeng, people even witnessed the tragic execution of lingchi. The women in the whole priest's house dared not have any other thoughts about Qin Wuyan.

Even close to Qin Wuyan, there was a sense of fear.

If you provoke the acting priest, your wife won't care about you, but the acting priest will delay you. Before the last step, you have to watch the knife cut yourself and slowly swallow your breath

This is terrible!

We all want to live a good life, not to ruin our lives!