Chapter 3
"Mother, I'm fine. After I fainted, did He Shi make things difficult for you?"

"No." Mrs. Zhang said with evasive eyes.

What kind of person Han Yueniang is, she can tell at a glance that she is lying, and secretly remembers this hatred in her heart, and she will return it to He Shi next time.

She took out an apple from her bosom, "Mom, I found this on the mountain. You are hungry too, eat it!" a lie.

Mrs. Zhang was slightly startled, "It's already summer now, why do you still have this?" Although she asked this question, she was secretly delighted with this apple, she had never seen such a bright red and beautiful apple in her whole life.

"It's on the mountain anyway." Han Yueniang stuffed the apple into her hand.

"Yue Niang, you are hungry, eat it!" Mrs. Zhang thought that she had gone out early in the morning and hadn't eaten anything, so she put the apple back in her hand.

"Mom, I've already eaten on the mountain, you eat." Seeing how much she cared about herself, she was always moved indescribably.

She has been back to Han's house for so long, she has never said a serious word to herself, and she has been silently caring about herself.

Hearing what she said, Mrs. Zhang didn't shirk it, she bit the apple and ate it, her mouth and heart were full of honey.

Han Yueniang stared at her with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, she doesn't know that she is changing little by little.

Three moments later, Han Yueniang felt that she couldn't sit still and wait for death. Now that she had space again, it was better to draw a clear line with He Shi as soon as possible. Just now she noticed the bruise on Zhang Shi's hand, which was undoubtedly pinched by He Shi.

She went out, picked up the hoe and went up the mountain.

Whatever she saw along the way, she moved into the space, but to her surprise, she saw lychee cores on the mountain.

what is happening?
Litchi is a luxury for ordinary people like them.

And it is still a poor village.

Where did the lychee core come from?
It kind of confuses her.

But no matter what, the lychee core was already in her hand, so it was hers.

The mind wants to enter the space.

As soon as Han Yueniang disappeared, a deep male voice came.

"Master, if you don't go back, what will happen to the lychees that are going back to Beijing?" Xia Yan looked at his master.

Murong Luo, whose handsome face is as perfect as a sculpture, has the domineering indifference of a king, which is breathtaking, and even the breath around him is condensed, his cold eyes are like a deep pool, "The emperor asked me to send the litchi back to you in seven days. The palace gave him a taste, but he didn't say who sent it back."

"But……"

"But what? Can't it be seen that all this chasing and killing is all his actions?" Murong Luo's handsome face turned cold and dark, his cold eyes were as sharp as a knife blade, and he looked straight at Xia Yan.

Back then, an imperial decree placed some unnecessary crimes on his head and drove him away from the capital, but now he wants him to go back to die.

"The old lady also sent a letter to urge Lord Hou to return to Beijing." Xia Yan looked at him in embarrassment.

"I'll take care of what's written in the letter."

Murong Luo threw the lychee core in his hand to the ground. "Now let's rush to the town to settle down, and then plan how to go next."

(End of this chapter)

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