"Miss, it's so late, why don't you go back and rest?" Qingqing asked me while yawning under the dim oil lamp.

The fire wick in the oil lamp swayed slightly when the wind blew, and the shadow that was diffused and projected on the paper window also swayed. I sat in the shadow, and my mood swayed up and down like the shadow on the window.

"What are you going back for? What if I disturb someone else's good things and get slapped?" I said weakly, half-lying on the table.

"What good thing? Whose good thing?" Qingqing came over curiously, her expression really made her want to gossip.

I rolled my eyes at her angrily. She didn't understand this. She has been following me for a year in vain. "Who else could it be?"

"This...can't..." Qingqing's eyes widened suddenly and hesitantly retorted.

"What do you mean you can't? We have a saying that everything is possible!" I continued to lie on the table and act like an invertebrate.

"Miss, since you care, why don't you fight for it? Escape can't solve the problem. Let me tell you, just drive out the vixen who seduced my uncle. After all, you are the real wife." Qingqing suddenly felt very confident.

If you are a good person, give me some advice.

"Who said I care?" I hurriedly denied, my voice suddenly loud and a bit abrupt.

"Then what do you call your current performance?" Qingqing touched her chin and looked at me with suspicion.

"I call this the beauty of adulthood..." I argued with a guilty conscience.

Suddenly, Qingqing stopped talking. She just looked at me with a look of infinite sympathy for an abandoned wife for so long that I almost started to go berserk, and then she slowly said, "Miss, what's the use of being so fast-talking for a moment?"

If you don’t fight for it now, you will regret it in the future.”

"Qingqing, I found that you have the potential to be a marriage counselor!" I turned my stiff body and said lazily.

"What home?" Qingqing's clear eyes were suddenly confused by me again.

"Nothing, just complimenting you for what you said makes sense."

"Really?" Qingqing said excitedly

"boiled……"

"..."

Quack, quack, I saw a group of black crows flying by. Please forgive me for my unfunny joke.

"Miss, I think you still have your own room. Go and snatch your uncle back from the vixen's hands." Qingqing was silent for a moment and then continued to encourage her without giving up.

Rob? What should I grab? Do I have someone else? Is someone in good shape?

"Qingqing, you don't even want to see me anymore...Besides, why should I grab that scheming big ice cube? He always wants to go against me and watch me make a fool of myself. Let me tell you, I don't have a penny to do with him.

, whoever he goes with..." I originally wanted to say that it's related to a dime, but thinking about the fact that in ancient times I didn't know the concept of a dime, I changed my mind to a penny.

"Miss, you..." Qingqing seemed to want to persuade me something else.

But he was interrupted by a cold voice mixed with anger, "Really?"

Qingqing and I turned back at the same time——

I saw Nangong Yi standing in the shadow of the candlelight at the door. The door had been split into four pieces by his palm. It seemed that poor Qingqing was destined to sleep with the door open tonight.
Chapter completed!