The morning light spilled into the window, driving the heavy darkness out of the room little by little.
The man, about eighteen or nineteen years old, got up from the bed lightly, put on a half-worn blue-colored gown, and put on some frayed shoes and socks, then walked to the dressing table, and wrapped it with a shiny peach wood hairpin. A long, smooth black hair was pulled up.
After finishing all this, he gently opened the door and walked out.
Come to the stove, skillfully boil water and cook.
"Mother, father, breakfast is ready." After finishing all this, he came to the door of the elder's room, knocked on the door lightly, and said respectfully.
After a while, a sentence came from the room: "Well, go and wake Wan'er up."
"Yes, father." The man replied respectfully, then turned and walked back to the room between himself and his wife.
His wife, Yu Xiangwan, is a fool. He was sold to this family by his parents at a high price to be his husband.
He is very satisfied with this marriage. The wife is an idiot, that's great. As long as you don't bully her and take good care of her, she won't cry or make trouble, let alone beat and scold him.
Much better than the days before he left the cabinet.
He walked back to the door of his room, pushed open the door, and walked in.
"My wife, get up." He walked to the bed and called his wife softly.
After calling a few times, the woman lying on the bed opened her eyes.
"Wife master?" Fang Jin suddenly felt that something was wrong. Are the wife master's eyes so bright?
He looked at her inquiringly, but under his inquiring gaze, there was nothing unusual about her. Except for the eyes, which are bright and clear, which is different from the chaos of the past.
Fang Ji observed her carefully for a while, seeing that she hadn't moved at all, he was slightly relieved. Maybe he was thinking too much, the wife is a fool, she has been a fool for 21 years, how could she not be a fool all of a sudden?
Thinking of this, he gently helped her up: "It's time to get up, mistress."
Putting on clothes, shoes and socks for her wholeheartedly, and then led her to sit in front of the vanity mirror, combing her hair.
Holding a comb in his hand, he gently combed her long hair while talking to her: "What hairstyle does the wife want to wear today? How about a peach blossom bun for the wife?"
His wife is a fool, she doesn't know what a peach bun is, and she doesn't have any aesthetics. But Fang Jin likes to talk to her.
A fool will never intentionally bully, wrong, or embarrass others. He likes fools.
He praised her without hesitation: "The wife-master's hair is really nice, soft and smooth, like satin."
"Did the wife master sleep well yesterday? I think the wife master looks very good. She must have slept well last night, right?"
While talking to her, he combed her hair.
The process was so smooth that Fang could not help but wonder again¡ªhis wife is a fool, but she is not a dead person, why is she so quiet today?
It seems that since she opened her eyes in the morning, she didn't say a word, she didn't behave unreasonably at all, she was as quiet as a marionette.
Thinking of the unusually bright eyes he saw just now, Fang Jin's heart skipped a beat. He put the comb back on the dressing table, walked to the opposite side of the wife, bent down, looked at her and asked, "Why doesn't the wife talk? Do you not like it?"
He met her gaze and looked directly at her.
Looking at this, I can't help feeling cold.
The wife-lord's gaze was clear and bright, without the slightest bit of foolishness.
He has only been married to her for half a year, and he has lived a stable life for half a year. Is it coming to an end?
There was a little despair in his eyes, which dissuaded Luo Yi, who was about to open his mouth to speak.
Fang Jin waited for her to speak, and asked him questions such as: "Who am I? Where am I? Who are you?" and so on.
However, she just looked at him without any other action. It seemed that she was still his stupid wife and hadn't come to her senses.
Hope appeared in Fang Jin's eyes again, and he asked cautiously: "My wife, shall I take you to dinner?"
Luo Yi just looked at it, and knew that he didn't want to wake up. At this moment, she had a splitting headache and didn't want to deal with anything, so she didn't speak, looking completely foolish.
Fang Jin waited for a while, seeing that she was silent, he slowly let go of his heart, took her hand and said: "Mother and father are waiting, let's go eat."
Luo Yi let him lead him, and walked to his father and mother's room.
Breakfast is served in the parents' room.
Oh, it should not be said that it is from father to mother. In this world, women are respected and men are humble. It should be said that mother is from father.
?p; It was quiet behind me, without a single sound!
Wife didn't shake her favorite rattle? !
Startled, he turned his head abruptly. Just to meet a pair of bright and clear eyes without chaos.
"Wife, wife master?" His heart skipped a beat, he couldn't feel the needle tip piercing his finger, and he raised his heart high.
Luo Yi's headache was unbearable right now. She opened her mouth and said in a hoarse voice: "Wipe your hands and squeeze your head for me."
Rao Shifang guessed that she might wake up, but when he really heard her speak, he was still shocked!
"My wife, you, you¡ª" His mind went blank, he stared blankly at her, and his heart was turbulent.
Seeing him like this, Luo Yi sighed inwardly, so he could only raise his heavy arms and pinch his head.
The body she is attached to is not a fool, but a person with a broken soul. She wanted to live in, but she couldn't discuss with the muddle-headed original owner, so she had to forcefully squeeze in.
There are too many souls in one body, so it is naturally crowded. The original owner was fine, this was her body after all, but Luo Yi was squeezed into an extremely uncomfortable situation.
But she has no other choice.
In the last world, she was seriously injured. Those lightning tribulations, she seemed to hit back lightly, but in fact, every blow caused serious damage to her. Especially the last lightning tribulation, which almost turned her into ashes on the spot.
She resisted stiffly and didn't show it.
In order to prevent Jingshui and the others from worrying, they insisted on giving all orders quietly, and then hid in the cave on the grounds of retreat.
The head of the house probably guessed it, so he finally looked at her with a gloomy look. But he didn't point it out, out of respect.
The moment the cave was closed, she couldn't resist anymore, her skin cracked inch by inch, and bright red blood oozes out. Tendons snapped, muscles cracked, and bones cracked. Her whole body fell apart.
After returning to the underworld, her whole ghost body was much dimmer.
If you come out to play around, you have to pay it back. She has been arrogant for a lifetime, and in this lifetime she will be a ghost with her tail between her legs.
I chose such a body to slowly nourish my soul.
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Seeing someone say they don't want to end I mean it!
I'm such a deceitful dog!
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