The Reborn Wife is Farming

"Okay," Mu Yangling readily agreed, lifted the quilt and pulled him out of bed, led him to the bathroom, and asked with a smile, "Where do you want to go first?"

Qi Haoran tilted his head and thought for a moment, then said: "Let's go out to sea, Baozhu has already gone out to sea to play, and I haven't taken you to play in the sea yet. When I was in Guangzhou, I used to borrow warships to go out on patrol. Circle, you must not have seen how beautiful those islands are outside, have you?"

Mu Yangling poured the hot water just brought up by his servants into the bathtub, tested the temperature, and when he felt it was suitable, he turned around and peeled off Qi Haoran's clothes, nodding in agreement with him while doing so: "There were so many pirates out there back then. How dare you go to the island to play, are you going to take me to the island this time? Which island do you want to go to first?"

A map of Nanyang islands appeared in Qi Haoran's mind. He thought for a moment in a daze, and couldn't help shaking his head, only to find that the clear island map disappeared in an instant, and his mind was like a ball of ink. Dazed and don't know anything.

Mu Yangling pulled him clean and helped him into the bathtub, and he was relieved to wash off the sweat on his body.

Qi Haoran was dizzy and let Mu Yangling do whatever he wanted.

When he returned to the inner room, he was as red as a steamed shrimp. Mu Yangling dug out two spoonfuls of honey and soaked it in warm water to quench his thirst.

Qi Haoran regained his sanity after being tormented by her. He stared at her simple "hangover soup" for a while, and asked angrily, "Is this the hangover soup you made for Master?"

"Yeah, it won't hurt after drinking it," Mu Yangling coaxed him, "Come on, drink it quickly so you can sleep."

Qi Haoran said aggrievedly: "You can't use dim sum? This hangover soup has been going on for decades, who's hangover soup is so simple?"

Mu Yangling flatly slapped him in the face, and said after finishing drinking: "You can be satisfied if you drink honey water, and it will be good if you don't throw you on the street."

Qi Haoran sat on the bed stupidly and stared at her, Mu Yangling ignored him, put the honey pot aside, pushed him into the bed and went to sleep.

In the evening, Qi Haoran cried out twice that he was thirsty, and it was because Mu Yangling got up to help him make honey water.

The last time it was almost dawn, Mu Yangling didn't sleep well all night, and almost got up with his eyes closed to help him make honey.

This kind of thing should be done by the girl on duty at night, but the two of them didn't need a girl on duty since they got married, not to mention that when they were together, they almost did it by themselves.

When Mu Yangling was pregnant, it was Qi Haoran who waited on her, and when Qi Haoran was drinking and asking for water, it was naturally Mu Yangling who took care of him.

Qi Haoran sobered up a lot. Seeing that Ah Ling was so sleepy, he immediately drank the honey water in his hand, hugged Ah Ling into the bed distressedly, and coaxed in a low voice: "Sleep in, sir. Sleep outside, it’s almost dawn, no need to get up at night.”

Mu Yangling reckoned that he was almost sober from the alcohol, rolled around on the bed and rolled straight to the innermost part, pulled the quilt with his eyes closed and fell asleep.

Qi Haoran touched her face distressedly, and promised in a low voice: "Master will never drink so much again next time."

Mu Yangling slept until the sun was high and didn't get up, but when he got up, he was told that the matchmaker and the official media were coming.

She rubbed her forehead with a headache and asked, "Who is serving there?"

"My lord went in person."

Mu Yangling couldn't help muttering, "Zijin is too anxious..."

Only yesterday she agreed to choose a wedding date, and today the matchmaker and the official media came to her door. Didn't the two of them drink a lot yesterday?

The Fan family hired Rong Xuan as a matchmaker. Originally, Fan Zijin and Qi Haoran wanted to invite Qi Xiuyuan to marry the two children directly. Who knew that Qi Xiuyuan would ask him to judge Haoran and Zijin if they quarreled after they became in-laws. pushed out.

There was no other way, so Fan Zijin invited Rong Xuan.

Knowing that the two children hit it off, Rong Xuan was naturally happy to make it happen, not to mention the relationship between Fan Zijin and Qi Haoran, the two of them almost didn't need to talk much as a matchmaker, they just had to walk a few times and receive the matchmaker's money.

So last night, Fan Zijin came to the door overnight and asked him to come to the door today to ask for an appointment. He didn't think much about it. He took the three days that Fan Zijin had chosen and came to the door.

When he handed the almanac to Qi Haoran, he said with a smile: "Zijin is too anxious, I am afraid that this daughter-in-law will run away, and come to the door at night. I have seen the three days he chose. It’s still a long way off, and it’s supposed to be possible to postpone the application for a few months.”

Qi Haoran opened the almanac curiously, his eyes widened immediately when he saw the circled days on it, and he shouted after a while, "He's a scumbag!"

Of the three dates, the first one is two months before Baozhu's birthday, the last one is three months after Baozhu's birthday, and the middle one is three days after Baozhu's birthday.

Generally, the woman's family will choose the middle one among the three dates given by the man, which is both reserved and gives the man's family face.

But the three days given by Fan Zijin were too coincidental.

Qi Haoran couldn't help puffing up his cheeks, he felt that there was a conspiracy ambush in what he said last night.

He took the almanac and said with a straight face: "I don't like these three days, let him choose again. Baozhu is still young, we want to keep her for a few more days."

The official media who lowered their heads and lowered their eyes couldn't help but feel happy. It is said that Prince Rong loves his daughter. .

Most of the girls from poor and lowly families go out at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Sure enough, the powerful and powerful families are different.

Rong Xuan knew Qi Haoran and Mu Yangling well, and their children were married late, so he didn't find it strange.

It's just that before leaving the house, Fan Zijin asked Wan Qian to set a date.

So Rong Xuan smiled and said to Qi Haoran: "I think these three days are good. Do you think Zijin messed around? These are all good days chosen by the national teacher for him."

Qi Haoran tilted his head, "Yuan Hui?"

Rong Xuan nodded with a smile, "It's him, don't you know his abilities? Since he said that these three days are good days, they are really good days. It's a pity to miss them."

Seeing that Qi Haoran was silent, Rong Xuan insisted, "It's become more and more difficult for the national teacher to speak up these years. How much fate is it that Baozhu and Xiaofu's marriage date can be set by him?"

Qi Haoran curled his lips in disdain, Yuan Hui's bald donkey was still his captive back then, it was impossible for him to be in awe of him, but that bald donkey did have abilities.

Seeing that he was moved, Rong Xuan continued to insist: "Before leaving the house, Zijin said that he had already discussed with you to let the two children get married as soon as possible, and said that you still have things to do, why are you not in a hurry now?"

Qi Haoran said: "No matter how urgent it is, at this moment, Ah Ling and I have plenty of time, but Baozhu's time as a girl is only so little, I naturally hope that she can relax more."