Lu Miao wanted to stand by the wooden door with a lantern to watch the movement. The full moon on the fifteenth was rising. It was as bright as a newly polished bronze mirror. It looked particularly huge and round against the distant mountains and nearby trees. The moonlight flowed over like water. A layer of white mist floated on the tops of the maple forest. The moon was bright and the forest was quiet, and there was no sound.

Lu Miaoxiang looked towards the single-plank bridge. The shadows of trees swayed under the moonlight, and the single-plank bridge was faintly vaguely, and there was nothing unusual. This made Lu Miaoxiang a little surprised and puzzled. She seemed to hear the sound of someone falling into the water. Her first thought was that Zeng Yu came over, and she was both ashamed and annoyed. If Zeng Yu really wanted to come over to have a private meeting with her while Yingzi was not here, then Zeng Yu would be too disappointed and even angry. Who did Lu Miaoxiang think of her, and what did Zeng Yu want to do?

Listen with your ears, you can hear the slight sound of the stream flowing, and the sound of maple leaves falling in the forest. If someone falls into the water, it will never be so silent. The stream is just knee-left, and you can get ashore in just a few steps, so you won’t drown. Lu Miao wanted to know that Zeng Yu could swim. When he met at Luting, didn’t Zeng Yu just swim up from Yuanhe with his upper body? But just now he clearly heard a strange sound by the stream?

Lu Miao wanted to shake her head, thinking that maybe the turtle climbed onto the single-plank bridge and fell into the water again. A few days ago, when she woke up early, she saw a small turtle as big as a palm climbing on the bridge slowly. She called Yingzi, and the two of them watched the little turtle cross the bridge with interest. Yingzi also said softly: "Mom, let's not alarm the little turtle, otherwise the little turtle will fall into the water." At that time, she smiled and said, "The turtle fell into the water, and it is just right."

Thinking of this, Lu Miaoxiang felt a little guilty and blamed himself. How could he think of Zeng Yu so badly? After Zeng Yu was rejected, he had not come to Fengshuwan for the past two days, so he could be considered as a kindness and a ritual.

Lu Miaoxiang stood for a while, and the wooden house was still calm. She and Yingzi lived here for almost two months. Except for the Rao Guanjun who delivered rice, noodles and vegetables and a servant, only Zeng Yu and Yan Ciding have been here recently, and no one has ever come at night. When Yan Shifan came the day before yesterday, it was not dark yet-

Lu Miao wanted to bring up the lantern and return to the kitchen. The rice porridge and angelica medicinal smell were mixed with a strange fragrance. She was a little hungry, so she put the lantern on the square table, blew out the Longquan kiln lamp beside the stove, took out a white porcelain bowl, put a bowl of angelica porridge out of the tiled bowl, sat at the table, picked up chopsticks and started eating the porridge.

After all, Lu Miao thought that he was not a nun with a master. He usually reads some Buddhist scriptures except chanting the mantra of "Bodhisattva Compassion". He did not know some of the rules of monks and nuns' practice. She did not know any of the "three thoughts and five views" before the meal.

Steamed rice is the best rice in Fenyi. The porridge is thick and fragrant. Lu Miaoxiang took out small pieces of angelica from the porridge while drinking it, sucked it, and spit it in a small wooden bucket next to his feet. This is a residue that cannot be eaten.

The fermented soy sauce and fermented tofu tasted great. Lu Miaoxiang quickly finished a bowl of hot porridge, went to serve half a bowl, and said to himself: "There is too much porridge today, but Xiaozi is gone, so it's left."

After a moment, the half bowl of porridge was finished. Lu Miaoxiang cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks. There was still a fire in the stove. He cooked half a pot of tea, sat on the saut and waited for the tea to boil. The water in the pot changed from noisy to quiet, and was preparing to boil. At this time, Lu Miaoxiang felt warm all over the body as if he was sleepy in the afternoon of March. He touched his face and felt a little hot. He thought that the medicine he had taken from Dr. Xue these days had been effective. She used to feel cold hands and feet-

"The Japanese pirates are coming"

A sudden scream from outside the door shocked Lu Miao's mind and suddenly stood up. He saw a monster with a ferocious face rushed in, with a big mouth, a green face and fangs, and a bright knife in his hand approaching with a grim smile.

Lu Miao wanted to lose her appearance, so she stepped back, grabbed the kitchen knife beside the chopping board, held it in both hands, and shouted, "Who are you?" At this time, she had seen clearly that this was not a monster, but a person wearing a Nuo Opera mask.

The guy wearing the Nuo Opera mask said in a muffled voice: "Do you know, you robbed money and sex, if you follow me, you will spare you--"

"Yan Shifan?"

Lu Miao wanted to recognize the body under the hideous mask, obese, white clothes, long yellow-skinned Beijing boots on his feet. Who would it be if it were Yan Shifan? He shouted angrily: "Yan Shifan, what do you want to do?"

Of course, Yan Shifan was the masked man in Nuo Opera. Seeing Lu Miao want to reveal his identity, he laughed and even put his sword in the sheath. He took off his mask and put it on the square table. He asked with a smile: "Miao Miao, are you scared?"

Lu Miaoxiang was still in his hand, and his eyes of cold star Qiushui stared coldly at the fat man with big ears and asked, "Why are you here? Didn't Xiaozi go to Jichangyuan?"

Yan Shifan said: "My idea, put down the knife, I have something to say to you."

Lu Miao wanted to refuse to put down the kitchen knife and said, "If you have something to say, please speak, but please stay away from the poor nun, so as not to hurt you accidentally."

Yan Shifan said: "Miaoxiang, no matter how much you hate me, I am your husband--"

"Husband?" Lu Miao said coldly: "Does there be a parent's order or a matchmaker's words?"

Yan Shifan said: "What your uncle said is the order of his parents. As for the words of the matchmaker, if you care about these secular etiquettes, I will follow you and make you my sixth concubine, and be famous and share. How about it?"

Lu Miao thought, "Mr. Yan, please think more about the kindness of his parents." This clearly means that Yan Shifan is unfilial and has to take a concubine during the mourning period.

Yan Shifan was not ashamed and angry. He slowly lifted his robe and sat down, saying, "It is better to live filial piety than to die. My mother was filial to me before she died. Since she had passed away, the so-called filial piety is for others to see. I abandoned it like a waste - wonderful thoughts, do you still understand this truth after all these years of green lights and yellow scrolls?"

Yan Shifan was very eloquent, and his talent was enough to aid his traitor.

Lu Miao thought, "You are just looking for words for yourself to be debauchery and extravagant. You are worried about tasting feces and cleaning your urinary tools. Can you do it for your parents?"

Tasting the feces and worrying about urinating the urination device is a story in "Selected Poems of Twenty-Four Filial Piety". Yan Shifan certainly knew it. Hearing this, he sneered: "I can do it for my servants and maids, why should I do it for myself? If you have slaves in your family, you have to do everything yourself. It is either stupid or fake Taoism."

There is no way to say anything about people like Yan Shifan. He is shameless and can't stand others being noble, and they are all ridiculed as hypocritical and false Taoism. Lu Miao thought to say, "It's not too early, please come back. The nun is a monk, not a concubine of the Yan family. If you force each other again, you will die."

Yan Shifan raised his legs and said leisurely: "I won't force you, I'm just here to see you. I'm leaving Fenyi on the 17th, and I don't know when I will come back."

Lu Miao thought it was a little unsure of what to do. This wooden house and the entire Fengshu Bay were Yan Shifan's property. It was really hard for her to drive Yan Shifan away. Moreover, she was a little drowsy now, her body was hot, her chest felt inexplicably stuffy and restless, and her legs were a little weak-

Yan Shifan smiled and looked at Lu Miaoxiang, whose face was flushed a few steps away, and praised: "Miaoxiang's face is like a peach blossom, as beautiful as a fairy. I, Yan Shifan, have seen many girls, but none of them can match Miaoxiang's appearance, tsk tsk."

Lu Miao wanted to rub his forehead, and his voice trembled: "Please leave, Pomni is going to close the door and rest."

Yan Shifan looked at Lu Miaoxiang's crosstalk and cough. It was clearly a sensation. He was extremely proud. It was not the first time he used a sensation, such as "fidelity cream", "helping love fragrance", "short night", "diamond wedge", etc. The real person Tao Zhongwen also gave him a secret recipe in the room, which was quite effective, but these were all used by men. It was the first time that a woman used a sensation drug. It was Yan Maoqing's present, called "Carangxiang He". He said that he was a virgin woman. Once he took this medicine, he would be full of spring hearts, throwing his arms and asking for joy. Moreover, he was extremely unrestrained in bed, and he could do things that were deeply ashamed of every day.

Yan Shifan tested the medicine on the concubines in Jichangyuan these days. As Yan Maoqing said, the concubines who were originally reserved in sexual intercourse were simply seeking after taking the medicine. The spring water flowed everywhere, and they tasted the flute, the back garden flowers, the fish connected to the scales, and the cranes crossed their necks. However, these concubines were not chaste women and could not be proved. Yan Shifan also looked for a pretty and charming person from his maid to try the medicine. This maid was a virgin and could not bear the medicinal properties of the "garden fragrance" and did not fear the pain of breaking the body. He tried his best to flatter him. Yan Shifan was very happy-

"Please leave quickly, Pomnie-Pinnie-" Lu Miaoxiang's vision was a little blurred. He held the square table with one hand and refused to put down the kitchen knife with the other.

Yan Shifan pretended to be concerned and said, "Miao Xiang, are you sick with the cold and cold? Let me help you to rest in the room. I will ask the doctor to treat you again." As he said that, he stood up and pulled Lu Miao Xiang's hand. Lu Miao Xiang did not refuse. Yan Shifan was secretly happy and gently stroked the back of Lu Miao Xiang's hand, and said, "You are so timid and have to wash clothes and cook every day. Look, these delicate hands look rough-"

Lu Miaoxiang was originally extremely disgusted with Yan Shifan, but at this time he couldn't help scolding him. His body was so soft that he just wanted to fall asleep. The numbness between his buttocks made her feel even more trembling. The kitchen knife in her hand fell to the ground with a "clang" and was suddenly hugged by someone in a daze. The heat sprayed on her face. He couldn't help but be shocked. He pushed Yan Shifan away by her. She took a few steps back and leaned against the wall. She exclaimed: "You go, you go."

Yan Shifan thought to himself: "Look at how long you can hold on." He smiled and said, "I won't leave, tonight will be a good spring night for you and me."

Lu Miao wanted to hear Yan Shifan say this, and he felt a little clearer. He picked up the kitchen knife on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "If you don't leave, don't blame me for hurting you."

Yan Shifan saw that Lu Miaoxiang picked up the kitchen knife again, but he didn't dare to get close. He also admired Lu Miaoxiang a little, and at the same time he felt it was interesting to deal with such a strong woman. He said, "Miaoxiang, life is short, and we will grow old if we don't enjoy it in time. Come on, let's be pity and love you for your husband."

Lu Miaoxiang felt her head drowsy, fearing that she would fall asleep and be raped by Yan Shifan. She stretched her index finger to her mouth and bit her hard. Her fingertips bleed, and the pain was severe. Her mind became clearer in an instant. Yan Shifan's image became clearer, but it was still abominable. Lu Miaoxiang said hatefully: "Yan Shifan, if you don't leave, Pomni will die with you."
Chapter completed!