"What's wrong?" Ming Zhanxue glared at Qin Yuan and said hatefully.
"Could it be that I am right?"
Qin Yuan was so frightened that his soul flew away. Cold sweat broke out on his tiger back. He almost jumped up and stammered:
"Ma'am... no... I... didn't!"
Qin Yuan was looking down at the beauty from a high place and it was difficult for him to fully see her expression, but he saw her sweaty bangs covering her fair forehead, her eyes drooping, and her thick eyelashes like fans motionless.
The itchy tips of his nails on his chest were truly murderous, no less sharp than the blades on the battlefield.
Just when I didn't know how to explain it, I suddenly heard a puff.
Ming Zhanxue shrank her neck and covered her mouth, then raised her pair of cunning and charming almond-shaped eyes, pursed her lips and smiled sweetly: "Silly husband!"
"I was just teasing you. It's quite common for a man to have three or four wives. What's there to be upset about?"
"If I don't let you marry more, how can I bear your harassment?"
Qin Yuan couldn't help but tremble when he heard this.
Although I don't know whether my wife is telling the truth or lying.
However, many predecessors in previous lives have said that women’s words should be listened to in reverse.
so……
"My lady, what nonsense are you talking about!"
"How can I be such a fickle person?"
"You are enough for me to have my wife, why would I mess with other girls?"
Ming Zhanxue stretched out her slender finger, lightly tapped his forehead, and smiled.
"My dear, I have known this since we met."
"With your talent, I definitely can't have you all to myself."
"Instead of trying every possible way to annoy you like a jealous woman, it's better to accept it."
"I also want to have a few more smart and beautiful sisters."
"I'm afraid my husband will be busy with state affairs and not come back, leaving me alone in my empty room."
Qin Yuan felt as if something was choking his chest, and he felt an unbearable warmth and heat, which shook his heart.
Although my wife didn't say it, she still blamed me in her heart.
Anyone who is pregnant and alone in an empty room would have complaints.
"My wife..."
Qin Yuan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Ming Zhanxue as soon as he opened his mouth.
"Okay, husband, don't say any more."
"I know everything in my heart."
As she spoke, her bitter smile turned into a charming smile.
"My dear, I have been under your spell since the day I met you. I can never escape from you in this life."
"Husband, do you still remember the scene when we met?"
Ming Zhanxue smiled faintly.
"Of course I remember."
Qin Yuan hugged his wife tightly and gently stroked her belly with his hands.
He slowly said:
"At that time, I was almost starving to death. Fortunately, my wife was kind-hearted and listened to me tell a story from 'Dream of the Red Chamber'. She gave me some money, which allowed me to survive."
"After that, he won the favor of his father-in-law and enrolled in a college for half a year. He then took the imperial examination and won first place."
"If I didn't have my wife, how could I be her husband now?"
"My lady, you are your husband's benefactor!"
Ming Zhanxue glared at him coquettishly and said with a smile, "So our 'Master Cao' still remembers Dream of the Red Chamber?"
"I wonder when I will be able to hear the rest of the story and see the Rongguo Mansion that has collapsed and vanished into thin air?"
"Oh, no!"
Mingzhan snorted softly through her pointed nose, "This Dream of the Red Chamber was written by Young Master Cao. It has nothing to do with my husband, Qin Yuan."
“Cough cough cough——”
Qin Yuan coughed lightly a few times.
It's all dark history.
When I first came here, I was hungry and didn't do any work.
After racking my brains, I finally came up with a way to survive.
--storytelling!
On the first day, I talked about the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, which I was most familiar with, but was treated as a psychopath.
The next day, he was reading the most passionate novel "Water Margin", but was mistaken for a thief by the yamen runners.
On the third day, I was so hungry that I could only recite "Dream of the Red Chamber", and then I happened to meet Ming Zhanxue.
As an unqualified traverser.
He could barely remember a few of the eighty chapters of Dream of the Red Chamber and could only give a general idea.
To make it easier to run away in the future.
Qin Yuan deliberately pretended that Dream of the Red Chamber was written by his good friend Mr. Cao.
Unexpectedly, the only reader turned out to be his wife, so naturally, this pseudonym of Mr. Cao had to log off with tears in his eyes.
"My dear, I'm writing, writing! I really have no inspiration recently and can't write anything!"
"My dear, you don't want to add a little tail to your husband's story, which would affect the structure and quality of the whole book!"
Qin Yuan used the tactic of procrastination.
Why doesn’t Dream of the Red Chamber have an ending?
How come he ended up telling the story of "Dream of the Red Chamber" instead of some completed love story like "Romance of the West Chamber"?
Isn't this just shooting oneself in the foot?
Qin Yuan wanted to cry but had no tears.
Ming Zhanxue narrowed her crescent-shaped almond-shaped eyes, smiled faintly, and said, "In fact, even if my husband doesn't say it, I know it too."
"Husband, you can't write anymore?"
Qin Yuan smiled bitterly: "The one who understands me is my wife!"
"I really can't write anymore."
Upon hearing this, Ming Zhanxue glared at him angrily, rolling her beautiful eyes and spitting:
"Of course you can't write it!"
"Our Qin Baoyu has not yet lived a shameless life in Yihong Courtyard."
“How can I write the following content?”
"Madam, what are you talking about?" Qin Yuan was confused.
Ming Zhanxue shrugged and smiled, then started counting on his fingers.
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