Wang'er originally wanted to shake his head, but when he heard the young master's words, he couldn't stop crying.

"Young Master, you must live a long life..."

Zou Lin'er's smile widened, revealing her neat white teeth and two beautiful dimples at the corners of her mouth.

"Si Wang'er, living a long life is just a beautiful hope. In reality, almost no one can live that long."

Zou Lin'er said warmly, took out her white silk handkerchief and handed it to Wang'er.

"Wipe your tears quickly. A man won't shed tears if he bleeds. I won't let you cry again in the future!"

Wang'er glanced at the handkerchief and quickly shook his head.

"Wang'er listens to the young master and doesn't cry..."

He raised his sleeves and wiped his face.

Seeing Wang'er's funny actions, Zou Lin'er laughed again.

He withdrew his gaze and then looked up at the bright moon outside the window.

"Wang'er, did you know? There is a beautiful woman living in Yunyue Palace in the book!"

Zou Lin'er murmured.

Wang'er wiped away the tears on his face, and after hearing this, he raised his head and looked at the moon.

Zou Lin'er continued: "That beauty is called Chang'e, and she is a kind fairy."

"In the past, I always thought this was just a myth."

"Today, when I was in a daze, I seemed to see a fairy sister."

Zou Lin'er murmured, raising her jade-white fingers and gently stroking her somewhat pale lips.

The fairy sister kissed him here...

Her lips are so soft, so soft, and so sweet...

Wang'er was stunned for a while after hearing this.

Then, he thought of something and slapped his head.

"Young Master, how could you have a fairy sister when you were unconscious?"

"It was Miss Yang brought by President Wang from the medicine shop who saved you."

"I was watching from the side at that moment. Miss Yang is not bad looking, but she is wearing a coarse cloth. She is not the fairy you said..."

Zou Lin'er did not refute Wang'er.

Instead, he tilted his head, his beautiful eyes narrowed into crescent shapes, and a vague smile appeared on the corners of his lips.

Fairy sister?

Miss Yang?

He couldn't figure it out either.

He only knows that when he is most uncomfortable.

There was a soft lip that touched him.

It was her kiss that relieved his pain and brought him back to life.

"Wang'er, I'm going to find that Miss Yang to see if she looks like Fairy Chang'e in my dream."

Zou Liner said.

Wang'er became anxious and waved his hands repeatedly: "Young master, you have just woken up. You must not run around again."

"But, I really want to see Miss Yang who saved me, and want to thank her in person!" Zou Lin'er said.

Wang'er said: "Madam has invited Miss Yang to inquire about the young master's pulse. From now on, she will come over on the 16th of every month."

"When the time comes, young master, you will naturally be able to see her true appearance."

…

"Ah sneeze!"

While walking on the road, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but sneeze loudly.

"Someone must be talking about me behind my back!"

She took out a clean handkerchief and wiped her nose, muttering to herself.

Luo Fengtang smiled and put a coat he brought over on her body.

"What are you talking about? I'm afraid I'm catching a cold." He said.

Yang Ruoqing chuckled.

"Tangyazi, what should we have for dinner?"

she asked.

The mention of food made both of their stomachs growl.

Just then I remembered that they all ate in the morning.

"You decide." He said.

He has never been picky when it comes to food.

Yang Ruoqing thought for a moment.

It's a bit troublesome to go to a small restaurant to cook for dinner in the evening.

I just want to eat enough and then go back to rest.

His eyes glanced at the night market already set up on the roadside in front of him.

"Let's go over there and see if there are any special snacks!"

"Um!"

The two people quickly came to these small stalls and swept past them one by one.

They are all popular snacks in this area.

Fried, stir-fried and grilled, sweet and sour...

It's dazzling to see.

Coupled with the sound of business calls with local accents, it has a unique flavor.

Finally, the two people sat down in front of a stall eating hot and sour noodles.

One bowl per person, eating face to face.

Served with a plate of freshly fried fried dough sticks.

Physically and psychologically all are satisfied.

On the way back, we passed a stall selling melon seeds, peanuts and other roasted goods.

Yang Ruoqing hesitated for a moment.

It doesn't matter if you have something to do, it's quite pleasant to crack some melon seeds.

Just as this thought passed through my mind, someone beside me had already walked to the stall.

"Boss, give me a pound each of melon seeds and peanuts..."

Soon, he ran back to her holding two paper bags.

"Qing'er, let me kowtow for you."

he said.

Yang Ruoqing smiled and narrowed her eyes.

While reaching out to grab a handful of melon seeds, he praised him: "Not bad, not bad. He knows how to do things. He will be rewarded when he goes back."

Is there a reward?

His eyes suddenly lit up.

After eating and stumbling, she returned to the inn and sat down at the table like a queen.

"Xiao Tangzi, serve tea."

She raised her eyelids and glanced at him.

"Hey, come on!"

He smiled and poured tea neatly.

"Qing'er, you kowtow first, I'll go get the foot wash." He asked for instructions.

"Well, go ahead."

She was leaning there, cracking melon seeds and soaking her feet, while telling him about her experiences in the county government.

He squatted in front of her, his sleeves rolled up to the crooks of his arms.

While rubbing her feet, he raised his head and listened carefully to what she said.

Especially when I heard about the process of giving first aid to the young master of the county magistrate's family.

The expression on his face followed the ups and downs of her tone,

And the ups and downs of the plot are changing.

When he is nervous, his eyebrows frown slightly.

When he was rescued, his eyebrows relaxed slightly...

"Hey, I noticed something."

She suddenly came over and said with a mysterious face.

"What's going on?" he asked.

Her eyes were bright and she said in a low voice: "That Magistrate Zou looks very majestic in front of others. I'm afraid he is really a strict wife."

"Strict wife control? What do you mean?"

he asked blankly.

Yang Ruoqing immediately thought of it and brought up a modern word.

He hurriedly changed his words: "It's just henpecking and wife fear."

Luo Fengtang understood now.

He smiled slightly, switched to her other little foot, and gently rubbed it.

Yang Ruoqing originally wanted to accuse Magistrate Zou of being useless.

His wife guides him through everything.

Suddenly, I became mute.

She looked at the person in front of her...

Oops, don't scold the bald man in front of the monk.

I'm patronizing and saying that others are henpecked, but I'm not squatting here washing my wife's feet and doing it quite happily...

"Well……"

She rolled her eyes and the conversation suddenly changed.

"Actually, I think henpecking is pretty good."

She said seriously.

"Oh? What's a good idea? Let me tell you."

He raised his eyes and looked at her with a smile.

It made her nervous.

I found a bunch of messy things and pulled them up here.

A henpecked man has a sense of responsibility and is less likely to make mistakes.

Not to mention Luo Fengtang, she was stunned by herself.
Chapter completed!