My Wayward Ex-Wife

Chapter 30

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Fu Yanlin lay on the bed for a day, but Mu Huanqing never showed up or came to visit him, and only sent servants to deliver medicinal meals.

Fu Yanlin knew that he must have annoyed her, so she avoided him.

On the contrary, his three confidants came to report faithfully immediately. Knowing that their elders were thinking of Madam, they told their elders what Madam had done, who she had met, and even the trivial things like what she ate.

Fu Yanlin listened carefully, thinking that since she didn't come to see him, he could find her by himself.

The next day, he couldn't wait to get out of bed to move his muscles and bones, closed his eyes and meditated, and exercised his internal breath. After three days, he fully recovered.

He played a set of boxing in the yard, sweated, and after grooming, he changed into dry clothes and trousers and went out of the yard, picked up his daughter and went directly to her mother.

Mu Huanqing was watching the soil turning in the vegetable garden. It is autumn and the vegetables have been harvested. At this time, the leaves and branches are burned, the black ash is sprinkled on the soil, and the hoe is used to keep stirring, so that the vegetable insects hidden in the soil cannot survive the winter in the soil. Because the land freezes in winter and is as hard as rock, it can only be done in autumn.

Mu Huanqing saw Fu Yanlin walking towards her with her daughter in her arms. She was still angry and pretended not to see it until Fu Yanlin approached with her daughter in her arms and Doudou called out "Mother" before she turned around and smiled at her daughter. .

She touched her daughter's cute little face and looked up at Fu Yanlin, who was staring at her with burning eyes.

"Why doesn't Marquis rest in the house?"

"I'm all right."

"Oh? That's fine. Is there something wrong with Mr. Hou?"

"It's okay, just take Doudou out for a walk."

"That being the case, I have something to do first, so I won't greet you. Please do it yourself."

"Um."

Her tone was indifferent, avoiding his gaze when she spoke to him, but Fu Yanlin didn't care, she ignored him, and he followed her with his daughter in his arms.

He looked around, found Aunt Liu, and handed his daughter to her to hold, while he rolled up his sleeves and brought a hoe to the field to turn the soil.

The commander-in-chief went down to the field in person, and the three confidants of Zhuang Kang heard the wind and immediately rolled up their sleeves. Those with hoes took hoes, and those without hoes took shovels, and hurriedly followed the adults into the fields to turn the soil.

Mu Huanqing just glanced at it, then turned his eyes away and directed others to work.

All the servants were amazed when they saw it, and secretly glanced at the master. The dignified Zhenyuan Hou Zun rolled up his sleeves in a condescending manner, picked up the head and turned the soil with the others, but he won the favor of the others. The grandfather put down his body, and his mind was all for Master Qing.

Everyone could see it clearly, and Mu Huanqing was no exception, but she deliberately ignored it. Since Fu Yanlin and the others want to live in Zhuangzi, they should contribute some labor.

When it was almost over, she walked to the workshop, and the steward followed her and reported the details to her with a booklet.

Walking into the workshop, it is also a busy scene. Each craftsman performs his own duties and is busy making utensils. Mu Huanqing walked to the big table, and the steward immediately put a large sheepskin on it, on which the latest tool making drawings were drawn.

Mu Huanqing looked at these production drawings and suddenly felt someone approaching beside her. She turned her head and saw that Fu Yanlin was already standing beside her, while Doudou was sitting on his shoulders, hugging her father. His head, with a happy look of climbing high and looking into the distance.

Mu Huanqing just glanced at it and then retracted his gaze, and continued to listen to the steward's report as if nothing had happened. Then he went to inspect the production progress of each craftsman, and discussed with them the use and details of the improvement.

No matter where she went, Fu Yanlin followed, and she could even feel his focused gaze always falling on her face.

At first, she was able to calm down and take it seriously, but after being stared at for a long time, she gradually felt uncomfortable because his eyes were too scorching. She finally couldn't help but glance back at him, but instead of dodging, he stared straight at him, his bright eyes not concealing Chi Keke's desire.

When he looked at her like this, he was not afraid of being laughed at by others, and when he looked at others, Da Lan's face revealed ambiguous expressions, and some even snickered aside.

No matter how thick-skinned Ren Mu Huanqing was, he couldn't help Fu Yanlin staring at her in front of so many people.

"What are you doing with me? Don't you have anything else to do?" She turned around when she was far away from the others, and asked him through gritted teeth.

Seeing that she finally looked at him, his eyes lit up like fire.

"I'm here to apologize. I didn't mean to kiss you a few days ago. At that time, my brain burned out. I thought I was dreaming, and you should be angry. Why don't you punch me to calm down! If you punch me Not enough, just a few more punches, I won't fight back."

Unexpectedly, he said a lot when he opened his mouth, and he apologized to her daughter in front of her, teaching her to be stunned for a while.

When he spoke, his eyes were fixed, and Doudou, who was sitting on his shoulders, also stared at her with eyes similar to her father's.

The eyes and expressions of the father and daughter were all expecting the same, making Mu Huanqing gag for a while, not knowing what to say

Fu Yanlin saw her staring at him with her eyes open, no makeup on her face. Because she was busy, she was soaked with a little sweat. She always wore strong clothes and common clothes, and she didn't do any extra dressing, but the look in her eyes and the vigor in her body exuded vigor. He could always attract his attention and follow her figure involuntarily, but at this moment, her helpless and slightly annoyed expression was so beautiful that his heart was pounding.

"Of course, if you don't object, I think..." Although the following words were not finished, anyone who was not blind could see what he wanted to do to her.

"Beautiful thoughts!" she whispered.

Fu Yanlin took a deep breath. She didn't even know how charming her angry expression was at the moment. Instead of quenching his desire, it made it even more vigorous.

"You are beautiful," he blurted out.

Mu Huanqing didn't expect him to be so frank, gave him a sideways look, turned and walked away, so as not to let him see the blushing he couldn't control. This man's face is really getting thicker and thicker, which makes her a little hard to resist. It seems that a high fever last night has burned out the enthusiasm of the chief soldier.

Fu Yanlin didn't care at all about her intentionally ignoring attitude. All he was thinking about was the kiss a few days ago, and he was deeply regretful. He wanted to think about it again.

Once the boundary between the two was accidentally crossed, the desire was like weeds, and it began to fill his heart, making him feel unbearable.

Fu Yanlin is a sturdy man, but seeing it but not being able to eat it is like torture. As long as he finds an opportunity to take advantage, he will seize it without hesitation.

While eating, he held her hand under the table.

She wanted to pull her hand away, but he held on tight, causing her to turn her head and stare at him.

Because her daughter was there, it was inconvenient for her to quarrel with him. If she just shook hands, it would be within her tolerance, so she would just let him go. But when Doudou was carried by Mammy Ji to take a nap, he became more courageous. When he got up, he couldn't hold back for a while, and pulled her over to his arms.

"What? Do you still want to suffer like last time?" She warned angrily, her clenched fist clearly indicating that she would not be polite.

"Huan Qing, I haven't touched a woman for a year," he said suddenly.

She was stunned again. Every time this man would suddenly answer irrelevant questions like this, she told him to let go, but he told her that he hadn't touched a woman for a year.

"Whether you touch a woman or not, what does it have to do with me?"

"Before marrying you, I was going to marry my cousin. A gentleman said that he must keep his promise. If you accept her as a child, you are already ashamed of her, and I planned to no longer accept a concubine. The young courtiers wanted to send women to my house, and I confiscate them, but I couldn't refuse what the emperor rewarded, so I had to order, but I didn't touch them."

Mu Huanqing had raised eyebrows at him at first, but when he heard that he didn't touch the woman that the emperor gave him, he was a little surprised, so he stopped struggling and listened to him curiously.

The reason why she was curious was because she knew that the women rewarded by the emperor must be all great beauties, like many of the aunties in her father's backyard were rewarded by the emperor, and Wenrou Township was a hero's grave, how could he hold back

Seeing her listening, Fu Yanlin was overjoyed and immediately explained to her in a serious manner. "I really didn't touch it, my cousin... she's a vinegar jar, and she slipped, so I didn't want to stimulate her, so I left those women on the air."

Having said that, he suddenly saw her suddenly cold eyes, and immediately knew that she must be thinking crooked.

"Don't think about it, listen to me first. What I mean is that she is inherently weak, which is not conducive to pregnancy. The doctor said that she should not be stimulated. I wanted her to take good care of her body, but she will never change. , every time a tire slips, it's someone else's hand."

Mu Huanqing raised her eyebrows and finally heard her interest. She sat in a comfortable position in his arms, curled the corners of her mouth and looked at him narrowly, her eyes were clearly watching a good show.

Fu Yanlin was a little embarrassed by her, but he knew that for some things, only apology was not enough. Mu Huanqing was too independent. If she didn't let her regain her trust in him, she would not even give him a chance.

"My cousin is too jealous. I thought she was just playing tricks, but I didn't expect that she would actually spend money to buy a murderer and kill an aunt."

Not only was Mu Huanqing not surprised, he nodded. "That's her style."