Farmer's wife: Xianggong, if you are sick

Chapter 173 The Lady Marries Me
I saw a handsome 'woman' wearing a red wedding dress, standing in front of me.

The 'woman' had no makeup applied on her face, her pink skin was matched with big sparkling eyes, a straight nose, and full lips.

If it wasn't for sleeping with this man every day, secretly observing him many times, and his masterpiece before going to bed.

She thought she was being blinded by ghosts.

From the initial shock, Song Yaomei propped up one hand and rested her head.

Look at the 'beautiful woman' who is waving her sleeves!
"Lang Jun, are you willing to marry a little girl?" Li Sanlang waved his wide sleeves, pretending to be a woman's voice.

Song Yaomei frivolously picked Li Sanlang's chin with a finger.

"Little lady, what is the meaning of this? Do you want my young master to marry you?"

The woman dressed as Li Sanlang nodded and pretended to be shy.

"Little Xianggong, if you want, I will. I will stay here to serve you tonight."

Faced with such a bold and beautiful woman, and so pitiful, even a man would not be able to bear it.

Song Yaomei is a woman, but she can't stand it anymore.

Song Yaomei simply put her arms around Li Sanlang's neck, her mouth was close to his delicate skin, "Is this true?"

"really!"

"No regrets?"

"No regrets!"

Song Yaomei is about to press the woman dressed by Li Sanlang under her body.

Li Sanlang also closed his eyes cooperatively.

Song Yaomei approached Li Sanlang's lips, but suddenly they flicked away.

He said with a serious face: "Aren't you afraid, little lady, that I will betray you in this life? After all, my face is easy to age. If I meet a more beautiful woman in the future and marry her, what will you do?"

The woman dressed up by Li Sanlang was still lying on the bed, but she said: "Little Xianggong, I am willing to be a concubine, and I just ask Xiaoxianggong to give me a little rain and dew."

Song Yaomei was having fun at first, thinking that Li Sanlang made it out to tease her.

But knowing the answer made her even more angry.

I don't have that kind of mood to play with Li Sanlang anymore.

"Little lady, let's go back! My outlook on life and values ​​are different from my lady's. I wish to win the hearts of the same people and never leave each other. I'm afraid my lady will never understand."

Li Sanlang looked at Song Yaomei with such firm eyes, but now he sat up.

"Little Xianggong, why do you think that the concubine doesn't want to have one heart, and the white head will not be separated?"

"Why should I believe you?" Song Yaomei sat on the edge of the bed angrily.

"The concubine is just a weak woman. I was lucky enough to get to know the young man. I was happy in my heart, but there are always so many beauties around the young man, so the concubine is not sure. What does the young man want? But One thing is for sure, that is, I hope that my little husband can grow old with me forever!"

Song Yaomei kept staring at Li Sanlang's eyes to see if there was any lie in what he said.

It's just that his eyes are too deep, she almost fell into it.

But how much of what this man said was true, and how much was false?
All the crows in the world are black, even a six-year-old girl knows that if this woman turns ugly, she will lose her husband's favor and even be sent back home.

"Why do I believe you?"

Seeing Song Yaomei like this, Li Sanlang almost laughed.

His little lady is really silly and cute sometimes.

He is a man who has nothing now, what is there for other women to love?
Did she forget what cauliflower once said?
Who will marry, will not marry Li Sanlang?

Still forget, why did you marry her in the first place?
If she wasn't a fool, did she think that the old lady of the Song family would marry her to her?

Lady, have you forgotten what Prince Riyao said that day?
He said he has been waiting for you.

He wasn't angry or jealous yet, but her little lady had a quarrel because of Da Ya's words.

He really wanted to talk about what he saw that day.

But he can't tell.

He just gently hugged Song Yaomei's waist, "My lady, thank you!"

Song Yaomei asked with her eyes.

"Thank you for always being by my side and accompanying me, I will not let you down, not in this life, in the next life, in the next life."

Facing Li Sanlang's confession, Song Yaomei's mouth was puffed up.

"Miss, have you forgotten that all the power in the family is in your hands, and the husband doesn't have a penny in his hands?"

Song Yaomei suddenly realized.

That's right, she holds the financial power of the Li family.

If Li Sanlang dared to treat her badly, at worst he would reconcile directly and remarry with all his belongings.

What's wrong with having money?
Let alone someone like Li Sanlang, even someone with Zhao Gao's appearance might find a son-in-law.

"You remember what you said today, but don't forget it!"

"Okay!" Li Sanlang looked at Song Yaomei affectionately, "Young lady can say anything!"

Song Yaomei was still worried, but broke away from Li Sanlang's embrace, and then took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone she bought before.

Looking at the remaining half of ink, Song Yaomei frowned.

The ink is missing, but the rice paper is not missing.

"You write me a certificate!" Song Yaomei spread the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table.

Li Sanlang sighed, but still couldn't hold back Song Yaomei, so he got up and wrote on the paper mountain: "All property in the family belongs to Song Yaomei."

Song Yaomei blew on the ink on the rice paper, then put it into her underwear with a smile.

In this way, she can rest assured that even if Li Sanlang becomes a high-ranking official in the future, he can't go back on his word.

After such a crop, all the atmosphere just now is gone.

But Song Yaomei didn't want to waste this great time in vain.

At present, if this beauty is let go for nothing like this, it is not Song Yaomei's style.

"Little lady, I wonder if what you just said still counts?" Song Yaomei deliberately lowered her voice to make her voice even deeper.

Li Sanlang looked at Song Yaomei inexplicably for a moment, and it took only a moment for him to return to his original appearance.

"Young Master, be gentle, I'm afraid of pain!"

Song Yaomei looked at Li Sanlang somewhere, and smiled helplessly.

This man is so shameless that no one can compare.

"Little lady, don't worry, your husband will be gentle!" Song Yaomei said.

The moonlight is like a hook, and the room is beautiful.

It wasn't until Song Yaomei fell into a deep sleep that Li Sanlang walked out of the house again and sat on the stool he was used to sitting on, still weaving a basket in his hands.

"The subordinate sees the master!"

"Get up! Talk about the specific situation!"

Li Sanlang's lips didn't move at all, and he still used the sound transmission for thousands of miles.

"Daying Chao Yu's national doctor has confirmed that he will be questioned and executed at [-]:[-] noon tomorrow. This is their national teacher's idea. It is said to stabilize the emperor's regime, but in fact it is to strengthen his own strength."

"Has Lord Yao participated in the rescue activity? How is the matter going?" Li Sanlang casually picked up another bamboo raft, looked at it, and wove it on the basket accurately.

(End of this chapter)