Chief Assistant's Fugitive Wife

Chapter 144 Man's Heart
"Want to know?"

This man clearly saw that she was deliberately interrupting, but he still wanted to tease her not to give the answer directly.

"I don't want to know. Hurry up tomorrow, I'll ask Song Yuanfu myself."

Tang Miaoyan glanced at him so that she would not fall into the trap casually.

When you're done, turn around and leave.

Su Yuheng quickly grabbed her wrist, stopped her from leaving, and let her go with his big hand.

Then he was extremely seductive, using his index finger and middle finger, a little bit along the smooth and delicate skin on the back of her hand.

Then it went into her cuff.

"Don't ask your own man, ask other men? Tang Miaoyan, is it because your husband has not dealt with you recently, and you are dishonest again?"

Tang Miaoyan was softened by his ecstasy voice.

Trembling and sticking to the spot, he didn't even have the strength to move away.

"You, you, you...you speak well, don't move your hands."

She blushed like a fire, and wanted to withdraw her arms to reject his harassment.

However, Su Yuheng didn't give her a chance to escape at all, and even listened to her, and even stretched his feet towards her.

"Where else should I move? Please advise Madam."

He smiled, smiling beautifully, smiling frivolously and evilly.

Laughing so hard that one can't help but the corners of the mouth are wet.

"Okay, okay...I want to know. You speak carefully, and I listen carefully. I beg Mr. Su to hold your hands and feet high, and let the little girl go!"

Tang Miaoyan finally showed weakness!

If this continues, if she collapses beside the bed, won't she be laughed at by Su Yuheng for the rest of her life?

She won't have to raise her head to be a human being in her whole life!

"Come up, lie down, and I'll tell you."

After all, Su Yuheng still left some dignity for her.

The joke was enough, and he stretched out his hand to pull her weak legs onto the bed.

"You can tell that Song Yuanfu doesn't want to get married, he just wants to live a carefree life!"

Su Yuheng put his arms around her, played with curling her long hair with his thumb, and asked with a careless smile.

"There must be such a man in every era! He is very playful and doesn't want to be responsible."

Tang Miaoyan shrugged her shoulders in disgust, imitating his gestures, and began to curl his long, black and smooth hair like brocade.

Ancient times are actually quite good.

At the very least, both men and women have long hair.

If the other person plays with your hair, play with his hair.

Fair and reasonable.

How good!

And now that she has seen a lot, she thinks that men with long hair are more elegant and handsome.

Much better than modern prickly heads.

"Silly girl! It is because of his responsibility that he doesn't want to marry a wife and have children."

Su Yuheng let out a long sigh, his tone became quite depressed, as if he was very emotionally hoarse, and explained:

"There is a poem that expresses Song Yuanfu's mentality. The general dies in a hundred battles, and the strong man returns after ten years. In his position, he must pay a sacrifice different from others. Song Yuanfu has no other family members, only an elderly aunt and a sick Uncle. If he has a... on the battlefield... how can he be loyal to the country? To perform his duties?"

Tang Miaoyan was completely stunned upon hearing this explanation.

She really didn't expect that under Song Yuanfu's seemingly indifferent surface, there was such an upright heart of loyalty to the king and serving the country and sharing weal and woe.

So he didn't tell Aunt Ge that he has become a general now, and he wants to fight the enemy inside and outside at any time.

Every time I leave the house, it is possible to return home shrouded in horse leather.

Even if he is the only remaining child of the Song family, but for the burden on his shoulders, he would rather sacrifice his bloodline and be a lone ranger with no restraints or cares.

"A man's heart is really not something a woman can easily understand."

Tang Miaoyan was silent for a while, not even thinking about curling his smooth long hair, she sighed when she put down her hand.

It's like she still doesn't understand it very well.

Why did Su Yuheng disregard fame, wealth, and life, and silently carried the lives of thousands of people in Jinlin County behind the scenes that everyone didn't know.

So this is doomed, she will never be a Superman.

"You don't need to understand! Your personality is strong enough, I don't want you to become a man one day."

Su Yuheng didn't forget to tease her even now.

"..."

Tang Miaoyan raised her head and stared at him angrily, her fire-breathing bright eyes reflected the man's smiling handsome face.

"Su Yuheng, you actually despise me?"

"Haha... don't dislike it, don't dislike it, and dislike it can't change people, why should I torture myself?"

"Okay! Then you still don't like it! You sleep on the table for me tonight!"

"No! I'm going to put my arms around my little fierce wife and not go anywhere!"

The next day.

Tang Miaoyan took Zizhu, several guards, and a whole carriage of pastries to Jinlin County.

Jinlin County no longer closed the city, and the caravan traveling between the north and the south passed by again and rested and rectified.

Among all the wastes waiting to be built, the most scarce material is still grain, oil and food.

Even if the price is not as expensive as when the city was closed, it is still much more expensive than usual.

Even the caravans coming and going sensed business opportunities and transported some easy-to-preserve food and rice noodles, and traded them in the grass market in Jinlin County on the spot.

When Tang Miaoyan arrived at the grass market, it was already morning, and all the good stalls were occupied, she didn't even go inside the grass market.

They had no choice but to let Zizhu and the others remove the carriage shed and use the carriage directly as an exhibition booth.

There is food coloring in her shopping mall. The restored cream cake is not only sweet and delicious, but also the color is realistic like real flowers.

She didn't even need to yell, she was watched by the people coming and going, thus attracting the attention of the caravan, and the hot sales surprised even herself.

Six inches of cream cake, five taels of silver.

Fourteen-inch cream cake, 16 taels of silver.

A box of Shaqima costs 23 taels of silver.

A box of biscuits, 35 taels of silver.

It actually sounds expensive.

But think about it, in modern times, isn't the cake sold by a certain Qi at the same price?

Ordinary people can only consume it once, and buy a little bit to take home for their family to eat fresh.

But caravans are different!

Cream cakes cannot be taken away, but Shaqima and biscuits can be transported long distances.

In addition, Tang Miaoyan made many versions of biscuit molds.

There are Fu Lu Shou Xi for birthday banquets.

Double Happiness is available for wedding receptions.

In order to attract well-known ladies with spending power to buy, she also made a variety of cute and cute animal shapes.

In short, as many tricks as she has, there are as many sales channels as there are.

All the pastries in this carriage were sold out before noon.

Many caravans even agreed with Tang Miaoyan that they could go directly to Tang Miaoyan's house to pick up Shaqima and biscuits tomorrow.

"Two thousand three hundred and seventy six taels."

Sitting in the carriage, Tang Miaoyan happily counted the banknotes, leaving the broken silver to buy materials.

The rest of the bank notes were placed on Zizhu's body, and he was asked to save them and wait for half a month to pay off the debt.

"Ma'am, drink some water!"

Zizhu thoughtfully handed the sheepskin bag filled with water to Tang Miaoyan.

"You take it first, I'll drink it later."

Now she only has money in her mind, and she doesn't feel thirsty at all.

Zizhu had no choice but to withdraw her hand resentfully, and hung the water bag back to her waist.

(End of this chapter)