Live...where to live?

Wan Yifang almost choked by her saliva.

No, it’s okay if this person returns to the door, but he still plans to stay? Did King Rui say it wrong, or did she hear it wrong?

There are quite a few places in her general's mansion, but she dare not stay. Looking at the situation where she coughed and almost collapsed, she left her new son-in-law here for one night today. Will she have to pay for funeral expenses and coffin fees tomorrow? No, not just coffin fees, she even has to prepare a coffin for herself.

No matter how short this diseased ghost is, he is also the emperor's son.

Even if he was so sick that he had to die, he had to die in Prince Rui's Mansion. He could not die in her General's Mansion, otherwise, the entire General's Mansion would be waiting to be buried with him!

She immediately said very tactfully: "Prince, no matter how good the General's Mansion is, how good the Prince Rui Mansion is? And the servants are stupid, just afraid of not serving well..."

"I don't mind!" A pair of dark eyes looked at Wan Yifang. Duanmu Beiyao's attitude was extremely sincere, extremely innocent, and a little bit of a vague injury: "As a son-in-law, how can you dislike the stupidity of the Yue family? Could it be that the wife doesn't welcome me?"

Several followers from Prince Rui's Mansion immediately took a step forward and stared at Wan Yifang with a bad expression, with a naked threat in his eyes.

Wan Yifang cried in her heart, but her face was full of smiles: "The prince is too concerned. The prince likes the general's mansion so much, so of course I welcome it..." That's a big deal.

Duanmu Beiyao obviously did not hear the slightest reluctance in Wan Yifang's words, and actually showed a very weak but relieved smile. He said brightly: "I know that my wife is kind-hearted and kind-hearted, and will definitely agree to me. I have already known my father and are planning to live in the general's mansion for ten days and half a month. In the following days, I will look up and see you. Mrs. Don't be polite to me!"

Ten days and half a month?

Wan Yifang only felt that the eyes were dark, and there was a feeling of the collapse of the world and the end of the world.

No, you must not let this sick ghost live in the general's mansion.

If he and Luo Qingxin came back together and died of illness while living there, the emperor would reprimand him, but the general's mansion would not have much guilt.

But now the dead girl is running away from marriage, and King Rui returns to the door alone. If he dies in the general's mansion, what will the emperor think? He is angry and angry, his condition worsens? He is heartbroken and has no desire to live?

The one who bullies the son and slaps me in the face.

The emperor was angry, could this matter be good?

Wan Yifang had to smile again and said tactfully again: "Prince, there is no suitable yard in the general's mansion..."

Duanmu Beiyao said in surprise: "Isn't Miss Luo's boudoir still there? I can live there!"

Wan Yifang: “…”

She cheered up and said, "No, Prince, this... because I want to prepare a dowry, Qingxin's boudoir has been empty long ago. If I don't clean up, I can't move in!"

Duanmu Beiyao said: "Oh!"

Wan Yifang: “…”

Oh, what does it mean? She has always been very confident in her ability to deal with it, but today, facing this sick prince, she felt that it was the most difficult thing in the world for the first time.

Fortunately, Duanmu Beiyao spoke again: "It's only the Si Shi time. Since Madam wants to arrange for someone to clean up, I won't keep you anymore. Madam, let's arrange it!"

Wan Yifang: “…”
Chapter completed!