The Story of Lord Hou Doting on His Wife

Chapter 3 Where did the little milk dog come from?

"There is no family in modern times, and you can't feel family affection in ancient times...it's absolutely impossible." A wry smile appeared on his face.

As the eyes slowly closed, a burst of memories flooded in.

As far as she could remember, when she was five years old, her father, an alcoholic, beat her mother to death, and she herself was thrown into an orphanage by an alcoholic.

I thought it would be better in the orphanage than in the dark home, but unexpectedly the orphanage on the surface would sell all the children over 10 years old.

Fortunately, I was independent and smart since I was a child. I sneaked out of the orphanage and went to the police station in a blink of an eye. I still can't forget the dean's stare at me when he was escorted into the police car. His eyes were bloodshot and disgusted.

Afterwards, he was taken in by his uncle. Since he was in elementary school, he has a business mind. He buys snacks at a low price and sells them at a high price to those who are too lazy to buy them.When I was in junior high school, I sold masks and cigarettes in the dormitory for boys and girls.Uncle died before repaying his favor, and no one wanted him since high school, but because of the money he earned before, he was able to exchange for a peaceful life in high school.

She hadn't finished high school yet, but she chose to work part-time. After being exposed to needlework in a factory, she discovered her love for truth.

Through my own struggles, I became the chief designer in terms of interpersonal relationships, and now I am here because of a sudden death at work when I was single at the age of 40.

When I opened my eyes again, the rooster just crowed and got up by itself to welcome the next day.

This time it is no longer as luxuriant as the flowers I saw on the first day. Since the flowers are almost gone, I might as well shovel them all, and it would be great to replant them into vegetables later.

As he said that, he cut off all the flowers, wrapped them up and went to town.

Because of yesterday's publicity, this bouquet was sold out within a few clicks.

I just wanted to go home quickly, not knowing what to do.

threw?What a pity.give away?Who should I send it to?
While walking along the way, I thought that I happened to pass a carriage, and when I was excited, I threw the flowers into the carriage.

The person in the carriage caught the flower with his hand, thinking it was something like a dart, he opened the window and glanced out the window.

Looking at Ye Anyi, Ye Anyi nodded slightly.

The man in the carriage was dressed in white, with jade around his waist, and was holding a black fan.

There is a fairy spirit inside and out.

I also imitated the people outside and nodded lightly, signaling that I took the bouquet and expressing my gratitude.

When the curtain was lowered, the guard sitting outside the carriage came in, saluted and asked worriedly, "Master, what happened?"

He is the Marquis of Tianhai, and his name is Xiao Lingjue.He is invincible, loyalty is a lesson learned by the sun and the moon, the people love him far more than the emperor, and the emperor and courtiers are very jealous of him because of this.

Xiao Lingjue looked at the flowers in his hands, and shook his head lightly: "It's nothing... There are no assassins."

The guard nodded after hearing this, saluted and walked out.

He recalled the scene just now.

"Although she's wearing plain clothes, she still can't hide her beauty... Looking at her again, she looks a bit like the prime minister's wife..."

When I think about it again, I still deny it in my heart, it can't be Ye Anyi, the whole house of the prime minister has been destroyed, when I arrived at the scene, she had already...

Thinking about why there was a wry smile on his face.

A ray of dawn in the sky turned into tile blue.

As soon as the door was pushed open, a burst of blood came into view.

Under a lush tree in the yard lay a wounded man.

Ye Anyi recognized at a glance, wasn't this the man in the carriage yesterday?
"What... a bloody plot?" She couldn't help but sigh, and kept thinking.

The heroine of someone else's family knows medicine, can I, I can't.

While thinking about it, he immediately closed the door, but because of his conscience, he finally dragged it into the house.

He is no longer as handsome as he was dressed in white yesterday, but as embarrassed as he was dressed in black this morning.

Her throat rolled, and she unbuttoned her clothes with trembling hands, for fear of touching any wound.

When he unbuttoned his clothes, he saw a small knife cut, and only then did he know that the blood on the clothes was not his.

Facing such a body with flesh and blood, he was calm and calm, without any nostalgia.

When I was wandering, didn't I see many muscles?There are many.

After cleaning the wound and bandaging it, he walked out with a basin of blood.

(End of this chapter)