My Empress Likes Handsome Guy

Jiang Dong immediately interrupted her with a cold face: "I have a husband, he is not paralyzed, nor is he sick. Please don't talk nonsense."

In a daze, the woman turned her head and looked at Song Xiuchen in the wheelchair. She saw that he was looking at the distant sky without knowing what he was thinking. The woman emboldened herself and said with a smile to Jiang Dong, "little lady, your husband doesn't care. You want to be more open..."

Jiang Dong said in a deep voice, "no, please, auntie."

The woman's face was ugly, so she had to put down the basket first. "This is the egg that Yang's eldest son asked me to bring. First, I'll give you man tonic body..."

Jiang Dong said coldly, "take it away!"

The woman turned back and left a basket of eggs on the ground. Jiang Dong picked up the basket and threw it outside. The woman said, "little lady, what are you doing?"

Jiang Dong didn't say anything. He closed the gate of the fence yard and turned around to push back the house, which looked like a busy song Xiuchen.

"Why don't you make a noise, because the old woman is talking nonsense!" Jiang Dong's airway.

Song Xiuchen got up from his chair, took a volume of books and sat at the window to read it carefully. Jiang Dong followed him and covered the book, "are you dumb?"

Song Xiuchen said in a low voice: "if we want to live in this place for a period of time, we can't make too much trouble. If you don't care, I don't care. Let them tell you. "

Jiang Dongxin knew what he said was reasonable, but he could not help but fight against injustice. "You are not a sick seedling!"

Song Xiuchen looked out of the window quietly with a little gentle smile. Jiang Dong didn't like his silence at this time. He always felt the unspeakable sadness flowing under the silence.

She came forward and said, "I cooked the flower porridge, which is sweet and sweet, and can be drunk after a while."

Song Xiuchen said, "well," what kind of flowers are you using? "

"Milk vetch, can stop cough, listen to you cough at night, eat some will be beneficial."

Song Xiuchen nodded, and suddenly reached out to take Jiang Dong into his arms. He pressed his hands on her waist and smelled the fragrance on her body. He said in a soft voice, "this is very good."

Jiang Dong leaned in his arms. She didn't know how far it was forever. But at this moment, she seemed to understand the meaning of eternity.

She sat for a while, twisted her buttocks and said, "put me down, I'll go and see if the porridge is ready."

Song Xiuchen refused to let go, "what porridge do you want to drink? You are my porridge, my medicine. "

Jiang Dong didn't really want to move. He was very comfortable in his arms, so she had to keep shrinking in his arms. The sky floated down the patter of light rain, misty rain, green mountains such as Dai. A little fence yard, just her and him.

She closed her eyes and had a good dream. When she opened her eyes again, she found that she was lying on the bed, and song Xiuchen disappeared. Empty Leng for a moment, she all of a bone to climb up, called several times, no one should.

Completely flustered, he got out of bed and searched for several times before and after the yard, but he did not see the figure of song Xiuchen.

She walked barefoot to the stream. The rain wet her hair and clothes. She called out the name of Xiuchen song again and again in the drizzle. The upstream stream was turbulent and the bank was muddy. When she stepped on a sharp stone, her scarred feet suddenly turned red.

Blood stained the soil and ran into the stream. Jiang Dong couldn't walk any longer. She sat on the ground and wailed. She was in deep fear. She was afraid that Xiuchen song would disappear and never see him again.

A tall and strong young man with firewood on his back ran to the stream in a hurry. Looking at the heartbroken beautiful woman crying, the young man was at a loss and asked: "girl, what's the matter with you?"

Jiang Dong raised his eyes and saw a tall and strong young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. She sobbed and asked, "did you see a beautiful man?"

The young man asked, "is it your husband?" Tomb robbing Novels www.daomuxswxs.com

Jiang Dong quickly wiped a tear, "yes, do you know me? Where is my husband? "

The young man blushed and said, "yes, you are the lady in the fence yard of Longshang. I I'm Yang Dalang... "

Jiang Dong had no time to think about who Yang Dalang was. He repeated, "where is my husband?"

Yang Dalang pointed to the wine shop at the entrance of the village. "I saw him rowing his wheelchair to the wine shop."

Jiang Dong felt at ease and ran to the wine shop. After a few steps, he fell to the ground. The sole of the foot was cut by a sharp stone, a deep visible bone wound, blood gurgling.

Yang Dalang said, "you hurt your foot."

Jiang Dong looked back at him and said, "I know, can you stop standing like this! Give me a hand. "

Yang Dalang said "Oh" and reached out to her with a red face. Jiang Dong stood up again and jumped forward with one foot. He felt it was too slow. He said to Yang Dalang, "can you help me pass?"

Yang Dalang put down firewood and squatted in front of her, "I carry you."

Jiang Dong hesitated for a moment, lying on his back, "you are a good man, are you called Yang Dalang? It sounds familiar... "

Jiang donglang's intention is not to be sent by his aunt Jiang donglang. When he learned that his aunt had been scolded back, he felt shameless, but now he found that Jiang Dong didn't seem to care about it.He put his heart down and nodded, "everyone says I'm a good man."

He walked like a fly, carrying Jiang Dongchao's small tavern on his back and stopped outside. Song Xiuchen appeared at the door of the shop with a wheelchair and frowned slightly.

Seeing him, Jiang Dong quickly jumped down from Yang Dalang's back and ran to song Xiuchen's side, "why don't you come here and tell me! I'm scared to death

Song Xiuchen looked at her bloodstained feet, his eyes slightly cold: "what's going on?"

Jiang Dong pursed his lips and tucked his feet in her skirt without speaking.

Song Xiuchen took the lead to turn the chair back to the shop, "come here."

His tone was very serious. Jiang Dong shook and had to follow him. Song Xiuchen pointed to a chair and asked her to sit down. He raised her injured foot and frowned.

Jiang Dongna said: "I didn't draw it carefully. It's ok..."

Song Xiuchen looked at her coldly, "if you don't cherish yourself, you don't have to follow me. Go immediately!"

Jiang Donghong's eyes were red, "Why are you so fierce! It's you who come out of the yard for no reason and don't tell me, which makes me worried... " Speaking of later, with a cry.

Song Xiuchen asked in a deep voice, "I'm just coming out for a while, so you are. If I die, what will you do? "

Jiang Dong Leng Leng looked at him, she did not know what will happen in the future, the worst outcome, dare not think.

Song Xiuchen put her feet on his knees and sighed, "I shouldn't have hurt you so much." Anxiety and regret between the eyebrows stabbed Jiang Dong's heart.

The fat landlady leaned by the door of the inner hall, and with melon seeds in her mouth, she scolded her in a dark voice: "stupid men and women, I bah!"

The tall and strong young man, who was drenched with water, stood at the door of the tavern and did not dare to come in. The owner's wife squinted at him and said, "yo -" a voice, Yang Dalang, you've developed your skills. "