Mu Zichuan's eyes looked towards her, his eyes were calm and soft, as indifferent as usual, with a touch of joy after an encounter.

Before, Yang Ruoqing would have naturally gone up to greet him and ask about her godmother's health.

But today, she was a little cautious.

Standing there, he nodded slightly to Mu Zichuan, feeling that his smile was unnatural and a bit embarrassing.

Not wanting him to notice, Yang Ruoqing quickly turned her gaze away, pretending to call Baobao Luo to come over and wipe the sweat from her face, and turned sideways to avoid Mu Zichuan's gaze.

The two parties met halfway up the mountain and went down the mountain together. This time, Luo Fengtang and Mu Zichuan walked at the back, two equally outstanding men chatting while walking.

Yang Ruoqing led Luo Baobao and walked in the front, with Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian in between.

But Yang Ruoqing felt that there was always a thorn in her back as she walked down the mountain.

After finally returning to the village and finally saying "goodbye" to Mu Zichuan, Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

After returning home, he washed his face and changed his shoes. Luo Fengtang said with a smile: "There's no need to be so nervous. Didn't we discuss it when we were at Yingjiang Temple? Just pretend that we didn't see anything and didn't know anything. How did we do it before?"

How will we get along with each other in the future?"

Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath and nodded.

"Today is an exception. After all, this is the first time I met Zichuan after returning from Yingjiang Temple. I need to adjust my mentality. When we meet again next time, I won't be so embarrassed," she said.

Luo Fengtang raised his hand and gently rubbed her hair, "Okay, I believe you."

Yang Ruoqing said again: "By the way, is my performance a little strange today? Will Zichuan see anything?"

Luo Fengtang thought about it and said, "If you don't pay close attention, you won't notice anything strange."

"However, I believe Zichuan will definitely notice it."

Yang Ruoqing's heart skipped a beat. Didn't this mean that she had always felt like a light on her back, and it must have been Mu Zichuan who had been secretly sizing her up?

"Hey, that's all. I'm really worthless now. I'm so coy, it seems like I don't have three hundred taels of silver here." Yang Ruoqing waved her hand and said,

"It won't happen like this next time, don't worry!" she said again.

Luo Fengtang smiled, his eyes as deep as the stars filled with love.

He pulled Yang Ruoqing into his arms and hugged her gently, saying: "It's not your fault. The main reason is that my daughter-in-law was born so well and has a lovable personality, so she is so rare."

"What are you talking nonsense? Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. In the eyes of others, I might just be an eye-dropper."

Hey, this is a bit disgusting...

Luo Fengtang's head is covered with black lines. This girl is in trouble again...

"Actually, I know that besides Zichuan, there is someone who has always admired you." He added.

"Who is it?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

"Is that you?" she said with a smile.

Luo Fengtang smiled, "Do I need to say more? I mean, besides me and Zichuan, Brother Zuo also secretly admires you. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been single for so many years."

"We only said that Zichuan is not married. How can Brother Zuo be alone?"

Yang Ruoqing turned around and said with a downcast expression: "Tang Yazi, what's wrong with you today? Did you drink too much when you were drinking with your uncle at noon?"

Luo Fengtang leaned down and looked at her deeply.

"One sight of Qing'er leads to a lifetime of misunderstanding."

"I, Luo Fengtang, am truly the luckiest person." He said every word.

Yang Ruoqing stopped talking. She couldn't deny Zuo Junmo.

When she and Zuo Junmo went to Xiaoyao Village to find Chen'er, she wasn't actually drunk that time, but she was just a little drunk, so she closed her eyes.

Zuo Junmo leaned over and wanted to kiss her cheek, but she couldn't remember whether he kissed her in the end or not.

But he mistakenly thought that she was drunk and fell asleep, so she really heard what he said to himself while standing beside her bed...

"Looking back five hundred times in the past life, in exchange for passing by in this life." Yang Ruoqing looked up at Luo Fengtang and murmured softly.

"It takes a hundred years to sleep together in the same bed, and a thousand years to sleep together. We can be husband and wife in this life. It can be seen that in the vast sea of ​​​​people, the fate between you and me is the deepest."

"As for the other people and things around us, their existence, in Buddhist terms, means that their existence is reasonable and has a certain amount of chance."

"However, only the two of us together can we achieve positive results. So from now on, you will only focus on me, and I will only focus on you. We will not look at the things around each other.

... Confidante, okay?" she asked.

Luo Fengtang smiled, "I don't have any confidante..."

Yang Ruoqing was ashamed.

Luo Fengtang was surrounded by all pure men. Even the soldiers who washed and cooked for him in the military camp were all men.

In order to reward him for his triumphant return from the Southwest battlefield, the old emperor wanted to reward him with a beauty, but he refused without emotion.

I am not afraid of offending the old emperor.

But Yang Ruoqing was truly moved. Such a good man was devoted to her and didn't have to worry about anything.

She shrank into his arms like a kitten, gently hugged his waist with her arms, and pressed her face against his chest.

"I only want you."

The four gentle words that came out of her mouth were a promise and an agreement that lasted a lifetime.

"Thank you for trusting me so much." She said again, closing her eyes gently, feeling extremely at ease.

Luo Fengtang's chest rose and fell slightly, and he leaned down to hold her in his arms.

"Qing'er, Tangyazi, are you in the house?"

Sun's voice suddenly sounded outside the house.

Yang Ruoqing and Luo Fengtang quickly separated.

"It's my mother-in-law, let's go and see what's going on." Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, and when they arrived at the door of the house, they saw Mrs. Sun and Wang Cuilian standing at the door of the house.

Mrs. Sun's face was full of anxiety and she was looking into the room on tiptoes.

"Mom, what's going on?" Yang Ruoqing asked.

Mrs. Sun quickly took a few steps forward and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Qing'er, your grandparents just sent someone to call your father to go to the old house, and asked me to call you to go to the old house too. There are important things to discuss.

"

"What's important?" Yang Ruoqing asked in surprise.

Sun said: "Li Xiuxin, Li Xiuxin is about to give birth, and it is said that it is difficult to give birth. The Li family sent people to the old house before, saying that this situation is very inappropriate. It involves two lives, and they are the flesh and blood of our old Yang family.

Your master summoned us all to come over and specially named you."

Yang Ruoqing raised her head and looked at the sky. At this time, dusk was gradually rising everywhere, and it was time to cook dinner.

"Okay, I'll go back to the house to change clothes and then go to the old house!" Yang Ruoqing said, turned around and went back to the house.

Luo Fengtang also heard it, and he followed Yang Ruoqing, "I will accompany you to Lijiacun."

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "It's not convenient for you to go when a woman gives birth."
Chapter completed!