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Chapter 672 Who is Xiaoya? (1)
She doesn't hate Kong Desheng's touch, on the contrary, she likes his low whispers, and feels that she is being gently coddled at an untimely time.At first she was extremely unaccustomed to having someone sleeping next to her. After more than two months, now that Kong Desheng didn't come into her room, she felt empty and deserted.

Thinking of these changes in herself, Mingyue's heart became more and more disturbed.

"Anyway, we want to live together for the rest of our lives, let's make ends meet, what else can we do?" After she finished speaking, she felt that her heart was blocked, and she thumped the pillow irritably.

Seeing this, Fei Hong laughed, "Don't worry, the end of your Cold War is mainly due to you."

"Oh?" Mingyue became interested after hearing this, "Let's talk about it."

"You are just a fan of the authorities, and you refused to bow your head first. But this time it is really your fault. Not only did you hurt the man's face, but you also broke his heart." Fei Hong sees problems more transparently than girls of the same age, Mingyue is always led by her intentionally or unintentionally.

Mingyue listened carefully to Feihong's words, and after a moment of silence asked, "Is that all right?"

"I can assure you that as long as you make tea yourself and send the girl to invite him, he won't last three days!" Fei Hong replied with a smile.

Mingyue went back and followed the method taught by Feihong. She made tea herself in the evening, and when Kong Desheng came back, she sent a girl to invite her.

Sure enough, as Feihong expected, Kong Desheng didn't survive for three days, and went to the Mingyue Room the next night.

Mingyue stopped saying harsh words, and put on the appearance of a wronged little daughter-in-law, and Kong Desheng softened at the first sight.He came from a poor family, and he had an old mother who was bedridden all the year round. Before high school, he didn't even have a matchmaker, let alone a girl who wanted to betroth him.Mingyue was his first woman. Seeing Mingyue, who was usually unruly and self-willed like a poor puppy, he couldn't control it immediately.

The young couple didn't have any major conflicts, Mingyue was willing to let go of her posture, and explained a little bit, and the anger in Kong Desheng's heart disappeared.

"Although I have a reckless temper and act without considering the consequences, I will not do indecent things! Now that I am your wife, I have no other thoughts in my mind. Don't worry, if I really do something to sorry you, father The first one can't spare me! Tell me what's on your mind, if it wasn't for the emperor's decree, I'm afraid you wouldn't marry me, right? I'm unruly and self-willed. I was called a crazy girl by them behind my back. Who would want to do this? It is well known that I am unwilling to marry, but you are not willing to marry! The difference between us is that I am forced to accept it through blind resistance, but you are actively accepting and adapting. The second prince likes Feihong, and I like Lin Brother, none of our cousins ​​can do whatever they want. But these are not regrettable, after all, we are all centered on our own wishes. But Brother Lin is different from Sally, they are in love with each other, and it is really embarrassing not to be together It's embarrassing." These words have been held in Mingyue's heart, and it feels much easier to say them now.

Fei Hong is right. Husband and wife have to live face to face for the rest of their lives, and it will be very painful if they can't talk to each other.She can no longer choose who to marry, but she can choose how to live her life.Kong Desheng is not a mixed person, as long as they communicate well, the two should be able to get along well.

People can't live willfully and recklessly forever, she should also try to grow up slowly!
After hearing these words, Kong Desheng couldn't help but took a deep look at Mingyue. He thought he had seen through Mingyue, but he didn't.

"I'm very happy to tell me your past and thoughts so frankly. It shows that you start to truly accept me, and you start to look at your previous behavior from the standpoint of someone who has experienced it." Kong Desheng is rare to be so serious. Talking to her, it was the first time to talk to her as a real adult, "You are right, I never thought of marrying an arrogant and ignorant woman. You don't have any of the three obediences and four virtues of a woman. The only saving grace is I have some filial piety to my elders. But I don’t hate you, I seem to like it a little bit. Seeing you jumping up and down energetically in the house every day, I feel that life is not boring. Whether it is passive or active acceptance, God let us meet, This relationship is not shallow, let's live a good life in the future. We can't take care of the affairs of the young master of the Lin family, so don't worry about it. You don't give me a good face these days, and my mother calls me to reprimand me one after another, and you don't want to worry about it. Knowing what misguided soup you poured on your mother, I am useless as a son."

"Aren't you going to complain in front of the father? The father scolded me several times, and my precious daughter is no longer precious!" Mingyue also complained when she heard the words, revealing her childish temperament.

Kong Desheng couldn't help being moved when he saw it. His ideal wife should be virtuous and gentle, but he met someone like Mingyue, and after getting along with her, he found that he liked it a little.That's why people often don't understand themselves the least, and what they can't control is their mind.

The young couple reconciled, and the relationship was even more harmonious than before. Feihong saw Mingyue's face was ruddy like a peach blossom, but she was comforted in her heart but not in the mood to joke, because Yijun was ill.

His illness came suddenly and violently, and he ran into a fever for no reason and knocked down Yi Jun, who was as strong as a bull.

Ruoxi understood that it was because he suppressed himself too much, the heart disease was more important than the physical discomfort.

It is hardest to recover from illness when you are in love, because people often subconsciously don't want to get better. Perhaps this is also a way of self-release and relief.

Ruoxi invited a doctor, and poured down bowl after bowl of medicine, but Yijun did not see any improvement.In desperation, she had no choice but to invite Dangsang Wangbo over again.

Yijun was not suffering from some intractable disease, and there were almost few prescriptions. Feihong couldn't help but feel worried when she saw it.

She asked Dangsang Wangbo in private, "Can't you give some heavy medicine?"

"Eldest young master is overthinking, just let it go, it's not a matter of taking heavy medicine." He shook his head helplessly, "It is said that a doctor can't cure a hundred people, and it's true. Ordinary patients, I'm afraid they would have been alive and kicking, but he... But the young master is strong-willed, he will get better, you don't have to worry too much."

Fei Hong could only sigh when she heard the words. She vaguely guessed the cause of her brother's illness, but the medicine to cure the "disease" was beyond her reach.

Seeing that Yijun was seriously ill, Mrs. Hou sent someone to carry Yiran and Feiyi to her residence so as not to overwhelm her.Ruoxi knew that Yijun at this time needed the care of his family, and when the children were handed over to Mrs. Hou, she could also concentrate on taking care of Yijun.

Seeing that Yi Jun had been ill for a few days, the eldest prince went out of the palace to visit him.He and Yijun talked alone for a long time, and when the first prince came out, he asked for porridge.

Ruoxi was overjoyed when she saw this, and ordered the kitchen to make two or three kinds of light porridge, watching Yijun drink a big bowl, she felt relieved.

The eldest prince went to pay his respects to the old matriarch and others when he came out of Linfengju. He heard that Yijun was seriously ill and came over immediately.

(End of this chapter)