"Hey, why are you so angry so early in the morning?" Sima Hong's voice came from the top of the wall.
Mingyu didn't want to pay attention to him, but this guy knew that the Xu family was not at home, so he climbed over the wall and jumped into the Xu family's yard.
"Who let you in? Get out!" Mingyu said with her eyes wide open. This guy was getting bolder and bolder. He was just lying on the wall before, but now he's walking straight into the house.
Sima Hong looked around with a smile, as if he didn't hear what you said at all. He looked at the energetic starling in the birdcage under the eaves and said with a smile: "Why are you picking on a bird so early in the morning? How did it provoke you?"
Mingyu sneered and asked, "What's going on between you and Deng Zhenzhu?"
Sima Hong frowned upon hearing this, "What's going on? Didn't we make it clear last time?"
"On the day my brother went to court, she found me and said that she was going to marry you and would give me one thousand taels of silver on your behalf." Mingyu said calmly.
Sima Hong was stunned and said incredulously: "Is she mentally ill? There is no such thing as a shadow!"
Mingyu just glanced at him and walked into the house in silence.
Sima Hong became anxious and took a step forward with his long legs to grab Mingyu. Mingyu's silence made him feel uneasy, as if she was a thousand miles away from him. The emotions surging between them made him feel very strange and unsure.
"What are you angry about?" Sima Hong was also angry. He had been running back from the northwest day and night, trembling with fear, because he was afraid that if he was late, his wife would become someone else's. But it had only been two days. The little girl looked at him with a cold face again. He was also full of grievances and resentment, but he couldn't bear to say anything harsh to Mingyu.
Mingyu struggled a few times, but Sima Hong held her hand tightly. She couldn't break free. Mingyu suppressed her anger. She didn't know where she got so angry. As long as she thought of Deng Zhenzhu, who was the wife of Sima, and was arrogant and self-righteous, she felt uncomfortable and angry. This indescribable emotion always controlled her. After she saw Sima Hong, she believed that all this was Sima Hong's fault.
"Why are you pretending!" Mingyu gritted her teeth and said, "My Lord, don't waste your energy on me. Go find your daughter as soon as possible!"
Sima Hong was also annoyed. He stared at Mingyu, held Mingyu's hand tightly, and held back his anger. He said patiently: "I didn't know about this. I will find a way to explain it to the Deng family later. I don't even remember what Deng Zhenzhu looks like, and you still question me?" It's okay to question, but she still doesn't want to marry him again. What do you want
This cute yet hateful little girl, when he loves her he just wants to hold her in his heart, but when he hates her he feels that she is so hateful, she doesn't trust him at all and doesn't understand his heart.
Mingyu never thought that she was being unreasonable. She was being unreasonable. Sima Hong had a criminal record. Before, there were Luo Lingxiu and Yingrong, and now there was Deng Zhenzhu. They all regarded themselves as Sima Hong's wife.
She thought she was a little scared, and she was confidently waiting for Sima Hong to come back. But at this critical moment, she was scared and panicked. She was a divorced woman, and the person she wanted to remarry was the one she had insisted on divorcing a few years ago. She dared not be careless in this second marriage.
She didn't have a prominent family background, nor was she a top beauty. Sima Hong treated her well now, but she didn't know how long this kindness would last. She had seen too many examples of beauties who lost their love before they were old. She lived on thin ice in this strange era, and she hoped to get the most happiness. Now she ran towards Sima Hong without hesitation. When she ran to him, there was no turning back, but she found that there was a big fire pit ahead of her. How would she survive then
Sometimes she would think that it would be better to find a simple and dumb man to stay with her, like a shop assistant, to live a plain life with simple meals. Life would not have any ups and downs, but it would be safe and stable.
"I..." Mingyu opened her mouth, but didn't know what to say. After a while, she looked at Sima Hong's fiery gaze at her, turned her head away, and whispered, "Go back, my parents and brother will be back soon, don't come here again."
Sima Hong was full of joy when he came, thinking that he could finally be alone with Mingyu today. However, Mingyu's words made him gasp in his heart, and he was so angry that his blood rushed up and he felt dizzy. From his youth to now when he had grown up, he tried his best to please her like a fool, just to make her happy. She didn't want him at that time, and he was sad and upset, but he never hated her. He was just short of showing her his heart, but every time she showed the slightest sign of opening her heart to accept him, she would immediately put up all her guard against him, making all his efforts go to waste and his heart cold.
Sima Hong sneered, "Why can't I come? You are my wife, from beginning to end! I think I am too good to you and spoil you too much! Believe it or not, I will take you to the northwest now, and you can't return to the capital without my permission. Do you think anyone can stop me?"
Mingyu's eyes widened, her hands shaking with anger, "Okay, you're awesome! You've always been overbearing and unreasonable! You're a fourth-rank general, the Marquis of Anxi, it's easy for you to get any woman you want? I'm really wronging you by wasting my time here!"
Sima Hong sighed, reached out his hand and touched Mingyu's red cheek, gently touched it with his fingers, then put it down, and said with some sadness: "I wish I could do that and take you back to the northwest directly, so that there wouldn't be so many troubles. But I always want to respect you, protect you, and give you a decent marriage, so that you can marry me in glory and no one will gossip about you..."
Seeing Mingyu lowered her head and kept silent, as if she was moved by his words, Sima Hong quickly said: "I rushed back just to see you." Then he sighed with a vicissitudes of life on his face: "You also know that the battlefield is precarious, and I don't know if I will have the opportunity to come back next time. If you don't want to follow me, I won't force you..."
The little girl was anxious, raised her head and protested dissatisfiedly: "What nonsense are you talking about! How can you say such things casually?"
Sima Hong's heart softened all of a sudden. Mingyu's dark eyes were full of concern and anxiety. He thought that the little girl must have him in her heart, so she cared so much about Deng Zhenzhu. She had such a bad temper. If not him, who else could tolerate her
Thinking about the wonderful feeling of holding the soft body in his arms that day, and looking at the girl so close to him, Sima Hong felt itchy and pulled Mingyu into his arms, resting his chin on the top of Mingyu's head.
"Okay, I won't say it anymore." Sima Hong said softly.
Mingyu's face flushed in Sima Hong's arms, and she smelled the scent on his body. Compared to the day when Sima Hong was covered in sweat after traveling day and night, Sima Hong today was much cleaner and refreshed. However, the scent on his body was familiar to her, just like the feeling he had always given her, warm and deep.
"I will come to propose marriage to my father-in-law and mother-in-law tomorrow," said Sima Hong.
"Who wants to marry you?" Mingyu said angrily with a red face.
Sima Hong smiled and said, "If you don't marry me, who will you marry?"
"Is it your business? Does it have anything to do with you?" Mingyu retorted.
As soon as he finished speaking, Sima Hong took a step back, lowered his head, and kissed Mingyu on the face with lightning speed, and then said proudly: "We have had physical contact, who else would I marry if not you?"
The moment Sima Hong's face came closer, Mingyu's mind went blank for a moment, then she reacted, not knowing whether it was because of shame or annoyance, a fire burned from the soles of her feet to the top of her head in an instant, her jade-like cheeks burned bright red, one hand was held by Sima Hong, and the other hand tremblingly pointed at him, "You!"
In all these years of her past and present lives, this was the first time a man other than her father kissed her!
Sima Hong looked so smug and rogue, as if to say, "I kissed you, what can you do to me?" "If you feel that you are at a disadvantage, you can kiss me back! Besides, you are my wife, and you are not at a disadvantage if I kiss you. How dare you say that it has nothing to do with me? Go ahead, just say it and I will kiss you!"
Mingyu felt that all the blood in her body rushed to her face. Looking at Sima Hong's smug face, she just wanted to slap him. Too shameless... She couldn't just give up like that... Mingyu lowered her head and thought for a while, then tremblingly took out three copper coins from the pouch hanging on her waist and handed them to Sima Hong with her chin raised.
Sima Hong didn't understand, but he thought anything given by his wife must be a good thing, so he immediately reached out to take it.
Mingyu held up her red face, trying to recall the aura of the female gangster boss she had seen in the movies of her previous life, and said arrogantly: "In terms of looks, you are not as good as the prostitute in Fangcao Garden. I'll take the loss, just think of it as me whoring you!"
Huh! Sima Hong took a deep breath. His wife was so well-informed that she even knew about the famous men's brothel in the capital. He should marry her home as soon as possible. However, looking at the three cents of "whore money" in his hand, Sima Hong was a little amused.
Baihao was lying on the wall with great interest, daring only to peeking out with a pair of eyes. Sima Hong had entered the house, and he had finally escaped the fate of being a human butt. The person being stepped on by him at this moment was Dali who had been promoted to a scout.
Dali's face had turned red from being stepped on, but he couldn't suppress the curiosity and excitement on his face, so he asked in a low voice, "Brother Baihao, what's going on? I just heard them arguing!"
Baihao held a dogtail grass in his mouth and educated Dali in a mature manner, "What do you know, little brat! Beating is love and scolding is care!"