Chapter 351: Encountering a Ghost in Broad Daylight

When Lu Qiniang saw Xiao Yan, she immediately ran over and for the first time took the initiative to throw herself into his arms, hugging him tightly.

Xiao Yan: "..."

Although he was indeed a little jealous, but if Lu Qi Niang coaxed him like this -

It actually feels pretty good.

Also, he really likes to see Zhang Heyao's current expression.

Then Xiao Yan heard Lu Qiniang sobbing and saying, "Xiao Yan, Zhang Heyao must be dead."

Everyone: ???

"I just saw him coming to find me in broad daylight. He must be gone." Lu Qiniang choked up, "Before he left, he even came to scare me."

Although she knew Zhang Heyao couldn't let her go, it was still too scary.

Can't I just send her a dream at night?

Who wouldn’t be scared if they saw a ghost in broad daylight?

"Lu Qi Niang!" Zhang Heyao's composure vanished completely, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not dead! Look carefully!"

idiot!

He had finally recovered, but was still weak, so he couldn't wait to see her, wanting her to stop worrying about him. But she thought that the person who appeared in front of her was her own ghost?

Lu Qiniang was stunned. She raised her head in Xiao Yan's arms and saw a long shadow trailing behind Zhang Heyao. She was speechless.

She loosened her arms around Xiao Yan's waist, but Xiao Yan still refused to let go.

——He missed her so much.

"How did it get better?" Lu Qiniang muttered.

She now strongly suspects that Zhang Heyao was pretending last time.

She was deceived into crying so many tears, bah bah bah.

This bastard is just too cunning.

"Well, you should have said it earlier," Lu Qiniang said, "You're making a fuss about this ghost. In broad daylight, do you think you're scary?"

"Are you disappointed that I'm not dead?" Zhang Heyao sneered.

Lu Qiniang always has the ability to make the originally warm moments become unrecognizable.

He thought they would meet again after life and death, but she had already arranged for her own death. It was really touching.

"What good would it do me if you died?" Lu Qinniang refused to take the blame. "Okay, if you're fine, just go and get busy. I won't waste your time. My husband's daughter just came home from a long trip, and I don't have time to talk to you."

Zhang Heyao walked away with a sullen face.

He came today because he had a lot of things to say to her.

For example, only after experiencing life and death can you discover what is most important.

For example, the bond between the two of them is irreconcilable, so they should get along well with each other in the future.

However, Lu Qiniang was so angry that he was fuming, and it was not until he returned home that he remembered what his purpose was.

On second thought, now that Xiao Yan is back, Lu Qiniang must be smiling happily with him.

Zhang Heyao had the urge to throw the cup, but he held himself back.

"Sir, the princess is here." The servant outside reported.

"I understand." Zhang Heyao leaned on the couch in the outer study, holding official documents in his hand, without even blinking.

Song Mingzhen brought in Madam Huo.

There was a bowl of steaming chicken soup on the tray in Aunt Huo's hand.

"You're back, but why don't you go back to the inner courtyard first?" Song Mingzhen scolded him. He walked over and personally picked up the chicken soup and placed it on the small table. "Madam Huo is here. Isn't her astragalus chicken soup your favorite? Come and try it while it's hot."

"Leave it there, official business is important." Zhang Heyao's face was indifferent.

Madam Huo stood by and felt nervous as she watched.

It is obvious that the son-in-law is angry.

Yes, when he was most seriously ill, Madam Huo persuaded Song Mingzhen to go and see him, even if it was just for show.

But Song Mingzhen refused to go.

She was afraid of getting infected.

She said bluntly, "No one's life is more important than my own. If I were to contract the plague, he wouldn't even look at me. If he can't do it, why should I?"

Everyone knows why they are together, so there is no need to pretend to be deeply in love and to be together through thick and thin.

Zhang Heyao didn't care either.

He dreamed of living with Lu Qiniang and sharing the same bed and death.

But after Zhang Heyao recovered from his illness, Song Mingzhen's attitude was obviously much better than before.

Without him, she still has to rely on Zhang Heyao.

Song Mingzhen didn't force Zhang Heyao. He sat down across from him on the small table and looked at him with a smile. "Have you read the letter your father wrote to you?"

"I've read it." Zhang Heyao put down the document in his hand, sat up straight, picked up the spoon and slowly stirred the chicken soup in front of him.

"My father also wrote me a letter, praising you for a job well done. I've already written back. Although you did achieve great success this time, you narrowly escaped death. I don't want such a chance for promotion. I just hope you're well, and that we, as a family of three, and perhaps even four or five in the future, can live a good life."

Zhang Heyao looked at her.

Song Mingzhen showed a bit of embarrassment on his face.

"This time you were seriously ill, and I searched for famous doctors for you, and also checked myself out. One doctor said that my condition could be treated well, and I could still have children in the future. Yaolang, I can finally give you a son!"

"Don't force yourself. Your health is more important." Zhang Heyao was indifferent.

He won't have children with a woman he doesn't like.

If you do that, in the future you will have to tie two people who have no love for each other together because of the child.

Besides, he wouldn't be a good father.

He felt inferior and dark inside. He was not Lu Qin's mother, and he did not have so much kindness and love to support a child's future.

Song Mingzhen lied with his eyes open.

If she had really found a famous doctor to see her, she would not be so calm now, but would be panicked because she had been pretending for so long and now she really could not have children.

"These past few days, I've been worried about you getting into trouble. I can't sleep at night. When I toss and turn, I can't help but think, if you really pass away like this, the Zhang family line will be cut off. How can I have the face to face the ancestors of the Zhang family? So, Yaolang, I want to give you a son."

"Then wait until I recover a little." Zhang Heyao was too lazy to play along with her today, so he just stopped the topic.

At this moment, his mind was still full of Lu Qi Niang.

Xiao Yan returned home after a long absence, and the two of them reunited. Now the two of them——

Zhang Heyao suddenly put down the spoon, making a crisp sound.

Song Mingzhen couldn't help but look at him.

"I don't have much of an appetite." Zhang Heyao said, "You go back first. I have to write a memorial."

"Is it the memorial about the Henan flood?" Song Mingzhen asked, "Father has reminded you, right? This matter should be dealt with on its own merits. Don't get too involved, or you'll offend others and your future will be difficult."

Zhang Heyao remained silent.

And Lu Qiniang was indeed flirting with Xiao Yan.

I haven’t seen you for a long time, I miss you so much!

Both men and women are greedy for their bodies.