When the fast-wearing boss got the female supporting script

His daughter died without a body, and his good marriage was snatched away by his eldest brother's daughter. All this was retribution for his indecision.

He doesn't owe his parents anything, the only thing he owes is his wife and children.

It's a pity that he woke up too late. If he broke off the relationship early, would the outcome be different?

Madam, do you regret marrying me? Luo Shi suddenly asked.

Yun's expression was complicated for a moment, and she shook her head, with tears in her eyes.

not regret.

When her daughter passed away, she complained and hated her. She wished she could die with the people in the old house.

But no matter how much she hated her, she still knew that her husband was equally sad about her daughter's departure, otherwise he wouldn't have broken off the relationship with the old man in a fit of anger.

In the past few years, she had been in a state of confusion. Sometimes she didn't know what to do with her life. Only the man in front of her stayed with her and comforted her.

When she is in pain, accompany her in pain, when she is sad, accompany her in sadness...

She is lucky to be able to spend her life with such a responsible man.

Luo Shi looked at her, but couldn't tell whether what she said was true or not. He stretched out his hand to half embrace her, and said hoarsely: Even if you regret it, you will bear my last name in your life, and we will live and die in the same quilt. .

He had always been very indulgent to her, and rarely spoke to her in such a domineering manner. But when he heard this, Yun felt sour in her heart. She nodded with a smile and said, Well, we live in the same quilt and die in the same acupuncture point.

I taught him this sentence when I first got married. I didn't expect that this man would still remember it after so many years.

Okay, hurry up and chop wood. Songer will be back soon. Yunshi took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on Luo Shi's forehead and urged.

Luo Shi smiled naively, his eyes filled with soft light, and he warned uneasily: Then be careful and call me if you feel uncomfortable.

I know. Yun said quickly with a helpless smile, fearing that he would start chattering again.

She is not a child, so why does she need to be watched at all times? !

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In early spring, willows support the bank and a gentle breeze blows. The expressions of pedestrians have lost the misery of winter, and even the dogs on the street bark louder.

A very low-key looking carriage hurried towards the city gate. Such a carriage was not at all conspicuous in a luxurious power center like the capital.

But if anyone with a bit of discernment sees the men and women inside, they will know that this carriage is anything but ordinary.

As soon as he left the city gate, Luo Shui walked onto the soft cushions and curled his face up on the fluffy fox skin like a little beast waiting to be fed.

Phew...I can finally breathe a sigh of relief!

It was too difficult for her to fight with that old witch all day long. She could finally leave the cage and relax for a while.

Are you so happy? Huangfu Yuanchen pinched her nose and said pretending to be unhappy.

He also knew that Luo Luo had worked hard during this period, but even if he had the power, some things still had to be planned slowly.

Luo Shui saw the smile in his eyes clearly and was immediately dissatisfied. She stretched out her leg and kicked his calf.

You also said that if Yan and I go back to our hometown, why are you following me? The memorial will not be approved? I won't be able to go to court a long time ago?

If that old witch, the Queen Mother, finds out, how can she be said to have caused harm to the country and the people?

Huangfu Yuan coughed lightly and said with a guilty conscience: I have arranged everything.

The wife and son have all run away, so why should he go to court or issue memorials?

If he has to keep an eye on everything, what's the point of having so many civil and military officials? If he dares to leave, he won't be afraid of someone in the capital who dares to show up. The blood of the Zheng family on the Meridian Gate has not yet dried!

After leading people from the desert to the Central Plains and holding office for several years, he knew more than just fighting.