The husband is too arrogant to be the wife and owner

Chapter 41 Duanmu Xuanran
"..." Feng Mujin frowned, if it was an intractable disease, Bai Xue might be able to treat it, but this important part of the male body might not be able to be cured.Thinking about it, this man doesn't really care, so he should be fine!
"If it breaks, you have to be responsible for me, my future, and my old age..." Duanmuxin said pitifully, his pretty face adding a layer of sadness.If it breaks and allows this girl to marry him, he will admit it too!

"Old age? Even if it's not broken, you can't do it anymore..." The indifferent words made people turn their heads to look at the man who was walking outside the main hall. Out of vulgarity, her black hair is untied and untied like a waterfall, a pair of beautiful almond eyes reveals a touch of sadness and indifference, between the eyebrows is half fairy and half enchanting, her skin is like creamy fat, and her face is like powder. , a man who is both beautiful and immortal, this person is Duanmu Xuanran who married Xunbei far away.

When Duanmu Xin saw Duanmu Xuanran, it was like a mouse meeting a cat, and he couldn't escape even if he wanted to. This devil who was the same age as him and always had an angel face was a big stain in his life.People in the world only say that Duanmu Xuanran is the number one god of Dongyu. The moment he was born, red clouds covered the entire inner courtyard of the palace, and a hundred flowers bloomed, covering the entire imperial garden. Butterflies fluttered around the entire Changning Palace. His father happily gave birth to a son with him. It seems that it is the royal fortune to tell the world that this is the royal family.And Duanmu Xuanran also lived up to the expectations of Dongyu people. At the age of five, he was familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics and Sun Tzu's Art of War. At the age of eight, he was full of poems and songs. Marry Xunbei far away.

Who would know that Duanmuxin's sadness lies behind this glamorous beauty:

Rumors that breast-feeding is not beautiful and big-bodied nurses don’t drink milk are really not Duanmu Xin but Duanmu Xuanran;

When he was five years old, he wrote a poem that was so hard that Duanmu Xuanran changed it into an obscene poem;
Duanmu Xuanran taught him a song when he was six years old, and he sang it on his father’s [-]th birthday, and it turned out to be a pornographic song;
At the age of seven, in order to study the structure of the body, Duanmu Xuanran took him to watch the entire harem bathing, and he became the object of ridicule by the imperial concubine;
When he was eight years old, Duanmu Xuanran taught him the difference between men and women. Out of curiosity, he touched the little face of the little court lady, and he became a flirtatious little prince;

When he was nine years old, Duanmu Xuanran took him into the Jiaofang Hall of his mother, and listened to "Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, under the bed all night. As a result, he was captured by his father and knelt in the royal ancestral hall all night;

When he was ten years old, Duanmu Xuanran called a couple of men and women to make various gestures and asked him to copy, but the next day he took the painting by mistake, so that after the nude painting was appraised by his father, he was fined to stand in the corner for a day;
At the age of 11, the father couldn't stand him being kicked out of the palace as a rambunctious child. He was really wronged!It was all instigated by Duanmu Xuanran, a wolf in sheep's clothing!
"Hehe... Uncle Emperor!" Duanmu Xin cried out reluctantly with a bitter face. This kid not only took advantage of him in his seniority, but also abused him everywhere. It was right to marry Xunbei far away!This is Dongyu's luck.

"Xiaoxin, I haven't seen you growing a lot in the past few years..." Duanmu Xunran said indifferently, looking sideways at Feng Mujin and evoking a smile.If his calculation is not wrong, Feng Mujin is his calamity, this matter is getting more and more interesting!
"..." Duanmu Xin's face darkened, and in his heart, there were ten thousand muddy horses galloping next to the horse, carrying waves of sand and dust.

(End of this chapter)