Surprise! The prince is busy reading the princess' mind while raising a child!

That night, Yang Xiaoxiao personally made a pot of dark bread, put elm seeds in it, and cracked three eggs into it.

After steaming them, two were given to Widow Zhao.

"Xiaoxiao, Aunt He won't be unhappy that you brought me buns, right?" Widow Zhao was very considerate.

Yang Xiaoxiao put the bun down and said with a smile:

"No, my mother-in-law is in a good mood today because our Jiahao has brought back his monthly allowance! My mother-in-law is very happy!"

"Hey, Xiaoxiao, I notice that you've become whiter recently, and your complexion looks much better." Widow Zhao stared at her face and suddenly asked.

Yang Xiaoxiao touched her face:

"I don't know either. Maybe there's not much work in the fields recently."

"Well, it's possible."

"Then I'll go back. You eat it. It won't taste good if it gets cold!" After giving the instructions, Yang Xiaoxiao left Widow Zhao's house.

It happened that no one had cooked in the evening, so Widow Zhao and the child ate two buns and drank a bowl of hot water, and were very full.

In the middle of the night, there was suddenly a quarrel next door!

"Yang Xiaoxiao, did you steal something from home? You are a traitor and a traitor! I will beat you to death!"

Then there were cries and screams:

"Boss, I didn't! I wouldn't dare to! Boss, please believe me!"

Then there was a sound of fighting:

"Look I don't kill you!"

"Boss, I really don't dare to do it again! Believe me! I really don't dare to do it again! I will never do it again!"

Afterwards, there was a "clang" sound, as if a door was slammed, and then a sound of footsteps came out of the door.

Widow Zhao was lying in bed wearing a bellyband and underpants, listening hard to the noise coming from next door and imagining the figure of He Jiahao. She suddenly felt itchy in her heart.

She didn't know why, but she was deeply attracted to He Jiahao the first time she saw him. Maybe it was because when her husband was bitten by wolves in the mountains, He Jiahao was the first person to rush up the mountain and carry her husband down.

When she couldn't sleep at night, she would spend the long night thinking about him.

But this is not a long-term solution, she wants more!

She wanted that affectionate and righteous man, who truly belonged to her, who would hold her in his strong arms every night, caress her with his rough and powerful hands, and possess her fiercely...

So, she began to plan slowly. She dressed herself up as a hunchbacked old woman, went to the county pharmacy to buy musk, and then ground a poisonous weed that her husband had accidentally dug up in the mountains into powder, put them into her purse, and gave them to Yang Xiaoxiao.

Coupled with the fact that she deliberately told her the most fertile time, it was extremely difficult for Yang Xiaoxiao to get pregnant.

And her plan is being realized day by day.

Maybe tonight is the chance.

Elaine Chao, also known as Widow Zhao, put on a cloak, carried her sleeping son to the next door, and then tiptoed out the door.

She climbed up the ladder on the wall and looked down. As expected, He Jiahao was sitting at the door of his house with his arms around his knees after the quarrel with Yang Xiaoxiao. He must be very sad.

Zhao Xiaolan looked at his back, and a surge of heat suddenly surged deep in her body. She couldn't help but tremble and clamped her legs tightly...

This familiar yet strange tide of emotion suddenly filled her body like a mighty army...

So hot!

I really want to...

Zhao Xiaolan lay on the wall and couldn't help letting out a soft moan. When she saw He Jiahao sitting at the door, her body paused!

At this moment, Zhao Xiaolan's face was flushed, her mind was agitated, her eyes were blurred, she opened her red lips slightly and called out softly:

"Brother He~"

He Jiahao, who was sitting at the door, suddenly stopped. He turned his head and glanced at Zhao Xiaolan on the wall, and said softly:

"Zhao family girl~"

Zhao Xiaolan was already burning with desire at this moment. She said vaguely:

"Brother He, I seem to be sick, can you help me?"

He Jiahao stood up suddenly and walked towards her door:

"Okay! Girl, open the door!"

Zhao Xiaolan stumbled down the ladder on the wall, suppressed the surging emotions, staggered to the door, and opened the bolt.

As soon as she opened the door, He Jiahao squeezed in impatiently, then turned around and bolted the door.

Then he turned around and saw Zhao Xiaolan, with a ruddy face and blurred eyes, standing in front of him. Her fair skin and plump breasts were faintly visible through her untied cloak...

He swallowed his saliva, gasped quickly, and then suddenly hugged Zhao Xiaolan into his arms. His big hands reached into her cloak, caressed her young and plump body, and kissed her red lips...

The two of them kissed as they walked home, and then He Jiahao couldn't help himself, so he picked him up by the waist and strode into the inner room, and the two of them rolled onto the bed like dry firewood...

It was a romantic and ecstatic night. When Elaine Chao and Kevin Ho were making love, the haystack in front of her house somehow caught fire.

The fire grew bigger with the help of the wind. When everyone came with buckets of water to help put out the fire, the gate of Zhao Xiaolan's house was suddenly opened, and a man with disheveled clothes rushed out with a piece of clothes on his head.

"There's a thief!" Someone in the crowd shouted. Several strong men threw away their buckets and rushed forward, pressing the man who ran out of Zhao Xiaolan's house to the ground.

"Kill him! Thief! Burglarer!"

"That's right, if you dare to steal from an orphan and a widow's house, you should be beaten to death!"

There was a commotion among the crowd.

The man who was pinned to the ground, with clothes wrapped around his head and screaming from being beaten, shouted:

"Stop hitting me, it's me! He Wulang!"

The noisy crowd suddenly fell into deathly silence.

He Wulang spoke again:

"Zhao Xiaolan, come out! Say something to me! Otherwise, you will be in trouble!"

Everyone looked at each other, exchanging gossipy glances in disbelief, and no one even cared about the burning haystack.

The door of Zhao Xiaolan's house creaked open, and Zhao Xiaolan, neatly dressed, walked out with a gloomy face.

At this moment, He Jiahao, Yang Xiaoxiao, as well as Uncle He and Aunt He were all standing in the crowd, watching the farce in front of them with a smile on their faces.

Zhao Xiaolan gave Yang Xiaoxiao a vicious look, then moved her gaze back to He Jiahao.

But the contempt and ridicule in his eyes deeply hurt Zhao Xiaolan.

Under everyone's gaze, Zhao Xiaolan walked over, helped He Wulang up, took off the clothes on his head, and said something shocking:

"He Wulang, I agree to marry you! Let's go home and prepare for our wedding."

He Wulang, with his face beaten like a pig, was extremely excited:

"Okay, Xiaolan, wait for me, I'll go home and talk to you!"

"Whatever you say! I don't agree!"

Zhou Erya came hurriedly with her hair like a chicken coop, pointed at Zhao Xiaolan's nose and cursed:

"You are a cheap, slutty woman. I don't know how many men you have hooked up with in the village. And you even dream of marrying me, Wu Lang! I think you are a toad sitting on the throne!"