After marrying the short-lived young master, the little fairy wife was spoiled ✔

Chapter 36: The Real Wife Comes to the Door (2)

Xiao Bu thought hard there. Ah Yao ignored it and began to prepare cakes.

In the wing room, Chu Feng looked at the woman in happy clothes who came into the door, frowned slightly, with a trace of doubt in the bottom of his eyes, and his sight fell on the woman holding the woman.

"Did you go to the wrong door and recognize the wrong person?"

Panic appeared on the woman's face, looked around, and then looked at Chu Feng.

"But Chu Feng, the eldest young master of the Chu family?"

Chu Feng nodded.

The woman opened her eyebrows and eyes. "That's right. Your wife should have sent a letter to the young master. In a few days, Zhang's daughter will marryWe have prepared for the bumpy road. We were supposed to come two days ago, but it has been delayed until now. Please forgive me, young master... "

"You said... You were married by Zhang Jia?"

Chu Feng's mind was buzzing.

If the lady in the wedding dress is his mother's wife, what about the opiate?

Who is the opiate?

The woman saw that he looked strange, but she still replied, "If you don't believe it, young master, here is the keepsake the lady gave to my daughter."

She grabbed her daughter's wrist and sent it to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng saw that the woman was wearing a jade bracelet on her wrist, which was all his mother had.

"Absurd, absurd..."

Chu Feng felt his Qi and blood surging. He coughed violently. Without coughing a few times, he saw blood in the corners of his mouth.

The woman was startled.

It was said that the young master was a tuberculosis. He didn't know whether the disease was transmitted or not. He quickly stepped back and threw her daughter in place.

"Young master, my daughter has been sent to your door. I have something else to do in my family. I'll go back first."

The woman stumbled, ran to the door, looked back at her daughter, gritted her teeth into the heavy rain, got on the carriage and left.

"Mother, mother..."

The woman in the wedding dress sobbed and cried in the direction of the door. Her voice was hoarse. She must have cried a lot on the way, and her voice was hoarse.

"Here comes the cake, young master -"

A Yao walked in from the door with cakes and a little red skirt. There was still a smile on his plain face. When he walked into the room, he saw the girl in happy clothes crying, while Chu Feng had blood on his mouth and looked a little trance.

"Young master... Did you quarrel with your friend?"

A Yao stepped forward quickly, put the cake on the low table, took out a handkerchief from his arms, padded his feet and carefully wiped the corners of his lips for Chu Feng.

Chu Feng looked down at the girl close at hand and suddenly reached out to hold her wrist.

"Who are you?"

Yao didn't understand. He met his eyes and blinked, "I'm the girl who serves the young master. What's the matter?"

"You're not the lady my mother sent me?"

Ah Yao shook his head.

She hasn't seen Chu Feng's mother yet.

Who the hell is she?

Why are you willing to stay with him?

Chu Feng only felt the chaos in his mind. He loosened the opiate and raised his hand to press the center of his eyebrows.

"Go out. I want to be alone."

Seeing that he looked wrong, Yao answered and turned his head down.

Inside the house, only Chu Feng and the woman in happy clothes were left.

She hesitated and couldn't see Chu Feng, but listening to his cold tone, she must be a difficult person to get along with. She became more and more nervous and still cried, but she didn't dare to cry loudly.

Chu Feng sat precariously in front of the low table and looked at the cakes on the table. His mind was blank.

I don't know how long it took, he finally stretched his tight eyebrows and looked back at the woman in happy clothes.

"You go back. I don't need my wife."

Hearing this, Zhang Mengmeng tightened her hand in front of her, "No, madam said. If I go back, I will take back the money given to my father. I can't go..."

Chu Feng sighed, got up and walked towards the woman in wedding clothes.

Looking at her covered by xipa, I thought she must be bored all the way. She was ready to reach out and take the cover for her, but only the bridegroom officer could pick her cover, and the extended hand retracted again.

"I'm so bored that I'll take off the cap myself."

Zhang Mengmeng's heart moved slightly. He said that the young master was as careful as hair. His fear and dislike were a little lighter. He raised his hand and slowly took off the cover. He looked at his husband nervously and timidly.

In front of you. The man was elegant in white, with his black hair tied up and his face like a crown of jade.

His lips were paler than ordinary people, but he was a first-class beautiful man.

Zhang Mengmeng thought she was married to a half dead, drugged and sloppy tuberculosis.

 Unexpectedly, she was a beautiful son.

The huge contrast made her heart beat uncontrollably, and her cheeks flushed with rouge.

"Let ah Yao take you, wash your face and change your clothes. My mother wants you to return the money you originally gave. I'll give it out for you. Pack it up and go back when the rain stops."

"Young master... Don't you dislike me?"

When she came, she didn't want to come, but now the young master didn't want her. Zhang Mengmeng couldn't help being competitive and lied.

"Madam not only wants money, but also breaks my father's leg and says my family is treacherous... If the young master drives me away, I and I will not live!"

He was about to bump his head against the column.

Chu Feng stood still and looked at her calmly.

Zhang Mengmeng took an arrow step, but Chu Feng didn't stop. She stopped awkwardly and looked at Chu Feng with tears in her eyes.

"Young master, are you really so cruel?"

"Go down."

Chu Feng didn't want to tell her one more word and ordered to leave.

Zhang Mengmeng looks wronged, but she doesn't dare to annoy Chu Feng.

Whether abandoned or not, the blood in the bones of others is always the blood of the Chu family.

Ah Yao sat on the corridor, shaking his legs and looking at the gloomy and rainy day. He was bored and stretched out his hand to take a drop.

"Ah Yao, I remember..." Xiao Bu suddenly appeared. "That hooded skirt was worn when humans got married! It's not a friend of the young master. She's here to marry the young master!"

"Marriage?" Opiate fundus confusion.

"It's a man and a woman living together and having children."

"Just the two of them?" Ah Yao asked.

Xiao Bu nodded, "Naturally, monogamy."

After hearing this, he covered his chest with one hand. I don't know why, it's like this gloomy day.

The "creak" of the door pulled her back. A smile floated on her face. She was about to call "Young master". When she looked at it, it was the woman in a red skirt.

"Your name is ah Yao, isn't it?" Zhang Mengmeng came towards her.

"Yes." Yao stood up and nodded.

Zhang Mengmeng looked at her up and down, looked at her as a servant girl, and felt a little relieved. "Young master asked you to clean up and dress for me. Take me quickly."

"OK." Yao didn't doubt him and took her to his room.

Zhang Mengmeng looked at herself in the mirror and frowned slightly.

"Ah Yao, don't I look good?"

Ah Yao said, "It's nice."

"But the young master didn't even look at me. Why?"