My Husband Is the Villain

The day Su Yan went to Qudu was a sunny day.

It was rare for Lin Qingxu to get up early. She was dazzled by the thorny sun above her head. Standing in the middle of the crowd, she was sluggish like a pitiful wrinkled radish.

When Su Yan saw that she was trying so hard to stand with her eyelids up, he was so soft-hearted that he turned around and hugged her before getting on the carriage.

"Qing'er is at home and wait for me to come back." He placed his broad palm on her back and patted her lightly.

Lin Qingxu pressed on his shoulder, smelled the familiar smell on his body, and rubbed against his chest with peace of mind, looking very obedient.

Su Yan laughed, rubbing her hair before slowly letting go of her, nodding her head towards Yu, and said, "Mother, then I'll go first, you don't have to give it away."

Yu nodded, took the confused little sheep-like Lin Qingxu to his side, and waved at him: "Yan'er, let's go, be careful on the road."

Lin Qingxu stood back in the team and waved goodbye to him.

Su Yan finally gave her a deep look, stepped up, and stepped onto the carriage.

The clattering of hooves and the sound of the reels were obscured by the noise of the street, and the dark carriage slowly disappeared at the entrance of the alley, nowhere to be found.

Lin Qingxu retracted his straight gaze, tilted his head and glanced at the bright sunshine diagonally above, and was stimulated the next moment, covering his mouth and yawning.

As soon as he yawned, tears welled up in his eyes.

"Fangyin, take A Xu back to sleep, it's just the right time to fall asleep." Yu chuckled and instructed the people to bring the sleep-deprived daughter-in-law back to sleep.

Lin Qingxu was happily supported by Fangyin and walked forward, and when she had already crossed the threshold, she remembered that she had to turn back and respond to Mrs. Yu, "Thank you, mother."

Yu's little heart trembled at her pitiful and stupid appearance, and waved at her kindly: "Thank you, Axu, go back to sleep."

In the current era when the relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is generally severe, Yu can be described as thriving. The unbiased pain method of treating a daughter-in-law as a daughter is not something that an ordinary mother-in-law can do.

While Lin Qingxu sighed with emotion, he walked back to the small courtyard in small steps, took off his coat, and burrowed back into the still warm quilt.

Feeling the smell of Su Yan still lingering in the bedding, she exhaled and closed her eyes calmly.

Lin Qingxu originally thought that because of her sleepiness, she could fall asleep by turning her head down, but she held the quilt and squinted for a full time of incense sticks, but her mind became more and more awake.

On the other side of the room, Fangyin, who was sitting on a small stool in front of the window and was about to embroider a sachet, heard the sound of tossing and turning, and couldn't help but glance at her.

When Lin Qingxu opened his eyelids in annoyance, he saw Fangyin's suspicious eyes at a glance.

"Cough." Fang Yin coughed uncomfortably and asked her softly, "What's the matter, ma'am, you can't sleep?"

Lin Qingxu pursed her lips and gave a heavy "um".

After Fang Yin heard this, she put the sachet aside with wink, and moved another stool to sit beside her bed: "Then why don't Fang Yin chat with you?"

Fang Yin blinked smartly.

Fang Yin was still two months away from getting married. She was in her cardamom years, and she was not married yet. Her tender and tender face was still green and soft like a girl. She smiled, revealing the uneven tiger teeth on the right side, full of vigor.

When Lin Qingxu heard the chat, her heart moved, and she grinned in a suspicious smile. Lying on the edge of the bed did not hinder her eyes from sweeping up and down at all.

Fang Yin's heart tightened, her heart was shaky as she stared at her, and she felt inexplicably not doing anything good.

Sure enough, as soon as Lin Qingxu's words came out, Fang Yin couldn't wait to take back the words she took the initiative to chat with...

"Fangyin, you are almost old enough to get married, do you have a man you like, tell me and let me help you with your staff?" Lin Qingxu winked at her, and the gossip factor flooded.

Fang Yin blushed into a sunset, pinched her fingertips, and finally suppressed the fresh blood that rushed up her throat.

"This... I'm not in a hurry at all. Besides, as a maid, it's okay to get married at the age of seventeen, eighteen, or twenty. There's no need to get married so early." After a long time, her eyes slowly showed a bit of complaint.

It's so embarrassing to be asked by the wife early in the morning what man she wants to marry in the future!

Lin Qingxu pretended not to be able to see it and continued to speak: "It's not too early, not too early, Fangyin, you can look at the person first. When you want to get married and think the other person is good, can I help you prepare?"

Although Fangyin was a servant girl, because she was a family child, her grandson and grandmother entered the mansion to sign a living contract, and she was free to go and stay at will.

Lin Qingxu has been with her for more than a year. In addition to her own character and the catalyst of the middle novel, the relationship between the two has become closer. Lin Qingxu thought about whether Fangyin will stay in Su after her marriage in the future. She wanted to give her a generous gift when she got married.

Lin Qingxu's enthusiasm made Fang Yin blushed. Seeing her shyness and speechlessness, she took a step back reluctantly and asked, "Have you found someone you like yet?"

Fang Yin shook her head and nodded, the resentment in her eyes became heavier.

She is full of dog food every day, and suffers from sweet toothaches from the wife and the eldest young master every day. How can she still have time to see if other men can catch her eye?

Lin Qingxu was a little sad after hearing this.

She curled up on the quilt, lying on the bed, raised her head with a bitter frown and looked at Fangyin, and taught her heartily: "You can't do this, your current age is the best time, and you should pick one as soon as possible when you are young and beautiful. When a good man is married, how can you wait until you are 20 years old to let others pick you? At that time, you may not know what the rest of your life will be like?"

Although Lin Qingxu said seriously on the surface, he couldn't help but scolded in his heart.

In the modern age of the 21st century, at the age of 14 or 15, he is still an underage baby, but in this era, it has become the best age for marriage!

However, looking at her, a sixteen-year-old married person... rub, she was speechless.

Fang Yin was a little anxious because of her eloquent remarks.

"Madam, is it really that serious... My grandmother said that, with my status, when I get old, my wife will point me to the appropriate little steward or servant in the mansion, and my whole life will be over... "

Although Fangyin is smart, she doesn't know much and doesn't have a long-term vision.

All her plans for the future are based on the words of her grandmother and grandmother. Grandma Sun is honest and honest. She entered the mansion at a young age. When she turned eighteen, she was assigned to a servant in the mansion who was in charge of foreign affairs. After that, she lived a peaceful life without any highs. Even if she was low, she blamed her own fate. And fade.

Grandma Sun recognized her destiny, and in the same way, she brought this invisible sense of destiny to Fangyin.

Lin Qingxu felt a pain in his head after hearing that.

"Madam, what's wrong with you, where did I say something wrong?" Fang Yin looked at her cautiously, wondering what Madam was thinking?

"Fang Yin, if one day you weren't my maid, and you couldn't be my maid, what would you do?" Lin Qingxu looked at her seriously and asked.

Fang Yin's eye circles instantly turned red, as if someone had slapped her head with a stick.

She bit her lower lip, but didn't say anything to refute this possibility. She just buried her head, thinking aggrieved if it really happened that day.

Lin Qingxu couldn't see the little girl crying in front of him, let alone Fangyin, who was already familiar enough, but under the current circumstances, she only continued to pretend to be calm against her scalp.

Fang Yin's lower lip was bitten with a row of deep teeth marks, she thought for a long time before finally letting go of the poor lower lip, sniffing and saying, "If I can't be a maid, I can be an embroiderer. Maybe I can be a cook. Madam, you said that I am good at making pastries. No matter how bad it is, I can still go to the laundry room in the backyard... Madam, will you not be able to drive me out of the house?"

She raised her eyes and looked at Lin Qingxu with tears in her eyes.

Lin Qingxu's words were just assuming a certain possibility, how could he really drive her away?

She sat up embracing the quilt in disbelief, and patted Fangyin's head: "I'm just making an assumption, why do you take it seriously? I'm still thinking about chatting with you more about this story in the future, but of course I won't take the initiative. let you go."

Seeing Fangyin burst into laughter, Lin Qingxu immediately grimaced: "However, don't say that you want to leave because of this reason! Listen to what you just said, you can be an embroiderer, a cook...cough , Don't do things like laundry that don't have much technical content. If you can do so many things, you are not a maid, and you can live well in the future. "

Fang Yin was embarrassed to be praised, and her face turned slightly red again.

She was originally a wise man, and after pondering for a while, she realized what Lin Qingxu meant.

Lin Qingxu stroked her hair that felt great to the touch again, and laughed: "So, you must be hindered by your identity, and when you meet a man you like, you have to immediately, whether it will happen or not is another matter, Don't miss it and let yourself regret it is the right thing to do!"

Lin Qingxu frantically gave Fang Yin some experiences.

Fangyin listened to them one by one, and she couldn't help but her reverence for Lin Qingxu deepened again.

Lin Qingxu looked up at Fang Yin's adoring gaze.

As an emotional idiot from a mother's womb solo to her fiancé who once crossed the sky before crossing the sky, where did her experience come from, of course, she was excavated from countless love stories.

She still remembers that during college, four people lived in the same room, two of them were busy falling in love, one was busy developing his own career, and she was the only one who was wonderful, holding an e-book every day to read all kinds of male and female protagonists in love.

The dating duo in the dormitory usually runs on her every day for lustful and YY male supporting behavior. It is really sour because of her addicted appearance, and she can send out a burst of love, letting her take advantage of the campus love. Young and innocent, find someone as early as possible, so as not to look like an idiot!

Well now, she has come directly to the drama of love after marriage, and the object of love is still a proper high-quality man, the kind who can spoil her!

She could imagine how terrified the roommates would be when their jaws dropped if she had the chance to tell them about it.

Lin Qingxu held the quilt tremblingly and smiled with honey.

Fang Yin was pondering on digesting Madam's teachings, when she saw her like this, she suddenly froze.

Fang Yin: "..."

In the morning, Lin Qingxu spent leisurely chatting with Fangyin. After lunch, she turned her mind flexibly and decided to go to A-Niang Fangxiu's house.

Let the mother go to Yu's side to inform, Lin Qingxu and Fang Yin walked to Fang Xiu's house.

In addition to seeing Fang Xiu as usual, and the big red-haired rooster, she went to see the little tender duck as usual.

A few days ago, Fang Xiu’s mansion caught more than a dozen milky yellow ducklings. Lin Qingxu was stunned by their crisp “quack” sound, and the cute-looking heart beating wildly as he staggered and threw off his two little claws. Sanchawu is about to run towards Fangxiu.

Today's little yellow duck is still very cute.

Lin Qingxu and Fang Yin squatted in the center of the chicken coop, looking at the little duck with a big mouth that was drinking water in a small basin and nibbling off the vegetables one by one, and at the same time showed their aunt smiling.

"Ma'am, they are so cute~" Fang Yin squeezed her palm, her voice trembling slightly.

Lin Qingxu nodded madly, pointed to a group of other chickens led by the big red rooster, and said with a beaming expression: "Those chickens were also very cute when they were young, with round heads and bulging bodies, and they could hold it with two hands. They hide completely, and even if they want to escape, they will only use their small mouths to pick people up, and it doesn't hurt at all."

After she finished describing it, she pointed at the leader of the team who was not far away with two chicken feet: "Don't look at Ah Mao's chicken-like appearance now, but he was also casually kneaded by me when he was a child. Yes, it was such a small one back then, only half the size of my palm!"

Lin Qingxu put out a small white and tender hand and deliberately compared it in the direction of Ah Mao.

It stands to reason that her attitude is Chi Guoguo's provocation to the red-haired chicken, and it should throw off the younger brother in the next second, and the fried hair rushes over.

Unfortunately, nothing...

The red hair was still holding the grass seeds in place, pecking, as if he didn't see the big monster in action at all.

Lin Qingxu retracted his hand in disappointment, stood up and approached the direction of the red hair.

She looked at it, and she used to wish that Ah Mao, who was crying every day, would turn around and leave her a chicken **** with a puff of smoke. Lin Qingxu felt sad and hesitant.

"Amao, why are you still in a cold war with me? Didn't that broom swept away a few chicken feathers from you last time? How many times have you taken a bite out of me? It's been a month, and you're so stingy? "Lin Qingxu shouted in its direction, with a look of contempt.

To say why A Mao suddenly stopped pushing her and nagging her, Lin Qingxu thought about it, but he could only come up with such a reason.

But now that a month has passed, it is still determined to continue the cold war with her... Lin Qingxu looked at a certain red hair and pouted with emotion.

Sure enough, the chicken that can become fine is different!

Lin Qingxu drank afternoon tea at Fang Xiu's place, filled his stomach with cakes, said farewell to Fang Xiu heavily, and stepped on the afternoon sun to prepare to digest food on the street before returning home.

Fang Xiu's house has a lady chef who is very good at cooking. Every time Lin Qingxu comes, the other party can prepare cakes for her in different ways. Lin Qingxu originally intended to let Fang Yin come to steal the teacher, but I don't know if it's psychological or the female chef's unique technique. Fang Yin's cakes taste good, but they always make her feel flawed.

In this way, she carried her stomach, and every time she came to A-Niang's place, she had a pass, which was considered a complete success.

Because Su Yan was not in the town, Lin Qingxu couldn't go to the store to find him, so he could only wander aimlessly on the street.

Fang Yin had received Lin Qingxu's instruction in the morning, and even walked down the street without realizing it, and when she saw the slightly younger boy, she quietly looked at it.

Seeing her development like this, Lin Qingxu felt a little nervous.

Taking advantage of Fangyin's ignorant and shy appearance again, she shot and stabbed her waist fiercely.

Fang Yin was so short that she almost didn't call out.

"Ma'am, what are you doing?" She clutched her waist that had just been attacked, her face saddened. The little boy she had spotted earlier turned into a nearby shop a moment ago.

Lin Qingxu looked at her with a hatred of iron, and suppressed her voice: "I told you to seize the opportunity to act as soon as possible, but I didn't tell you to look at a man and go up, let it be, do you understand?"

Fang Yin was taught a lesson by Lin Qingxu, and her face turned red again.

She buried her head, wishing that there would be a slit in the ground so that she could get in immediately: "Oh, I see."

Lin Qingxu, who came here, was only half a bottle of water, so he was embarrassed to continue talking about her, and walked steadily by himself.

During the leisure time of the lunch break, the neighbors chatted together in groups of three and two and chatted about gossip and horror. Lin Qingxu walked along the roadside all the way. During this period, he heard many mentions about the demons attacking Xiaozhong Mountain and Chuxun. mountain thing.

Fangyin also heard that she was not in the mood to look at the passing young man, and only secretly observed Lin Qingxu's expression. Seeing that she was safe, she breathed a sigh of relief.

To say that Lin Qingxu had no turbulence in his heart, of course, would be a lie.

The sword that had been hanging over her head, marking death, remained high and never disappeared. But after Su Yan's enlightenment that night, she knew that indulging in threats was useless to the development of the situation... It's better to let go and wait for the change.

Thinking about it, the big deal is that according to the plot of "The Legend of Lin Nuxiu", she died and Su Yan became a demon.

There is still uncertainty about this possibility. As a mortal in a world, her fragile life may die at any time, but Su Yan becomes a demon, at least in her current opinion, there is no clear possibility.

Or, things will develop for the better. The goal of the demons is just a few immortal mountains, which has nothing to do with the town and the Lotus Village. This is the real world and does not follow the development of the novel.

In this way, if she and Su Yan are stable until old age, Su Manor and Fang Xiu will not have any surprises - this is of course the result that Lin Qingxu is most looking forward to, but what she is really worried about is the worst possibility.

This is not the world of fiction, and again, everything is not going well. Immortal Mountain will be destroyed, the town and Lotus Village will also be destroyed, she will die, and Su Yan will also die along with the invasion of the demons.

Everything will cease to exist.

Thinking of this, Lin Qingxu frowned and shook his head, swiping away the haze in his mind.

Things haven't happened yet, and all assumptions are just to add trouble to themselves.

"Madam, who is that over there?" Lin Qingxu just rushed out of the trap of his thoughts, when Fang Yin suddenly leaned into her ear and said.

Lin Qingxu followed her line of sight and frowned suddenly.

Is that... Cui Yuying?

Thousands of miles away in the world of immortality.

On the top of Xianshan Mountain, shrouded in misty white mist, resting on the soft ice silk mat, he opened his eyes for a moment, and his inner emotions were surging.

"Save her!"

After the pounding bass trembled wildly in his brain, it gradually disappeared into silence.

The paralyzing suffocation swept through the whole body, Xu Xu didn't have time to recognize who the call for help came from, he quickly got up, took out the magic weapon and left quickly.

The howling wind swept in, and the clothes were rolled up, hunting like a wind.

Invisibly, a voice in his ear seemed to be urging: hurry up, hurry up!