The princess only wants to get rich and support her family

"What about mine?" His gloomy expression was exactly the same as before.

Jiang Shi was in a trance and thought that it was the former Qi Si Liao who had returned, and he almost choked on his noodles.

Hu Luanfei rolled his eyes, "The Saint of Boyang Village won't cook noodles for me?"

"She is pregnant."

Hu Luanfei snorted, "She's not yours, why do you feel bad for her? Besides, she's pregnant and you're not at home with her, why are you here to ask for money?"

The hands on the table clenched tightly. Jiang Shi was afraid that the two would conflict, so he quickly pushed his bowl over, "Your Majesty, you eat mine..."

“I eat what she cooks.”

Hu Luanfei: "Then wait."

Anyway, she wasn't hungry. After she had eaten, she had to go to the vegetable garden to pick the fruits and vegetables before the snow fell and transport them to Zuihualou. There were so many things to do, who had the time to waste serving a strange man.

After an incense stick of time had passed, Hu Luanfei had eaten and drunk his fill and had no intention of lighting a fire to cook noodles. Instead, he asked Jiang Shi to wash the dishes later, then took his umbrella and backpack and went out.

Qi Siliao's face turned pale with anger, but in order to regain his previous memories, he remained calm, stood up and followed Hu Luanfei out the door.

Shortly after the winter solstice, a rare drizzle fell on Menghu Mountain. Many villagers wearing straw raincoats were walking on the roadside, or young women were preparing to go home after picking vegetables.

Hu Luanfei held an umbrella and looked at the vegetables and fruits that were particularly clear in the rain and fog, and suddenly thought of the past.

When she first came to this world, she fantasized about all kinds of futures. When this vegetable garden was still young, a man kept cultivating it for her. After a while of hard work, she was able to grow such good vegetables and fruits.

Menghu Mountain is barren, with short winters and long summers. Usually at this time, the leaves start to turn yellow, and the wind blows up. Often after a rain, the leaves fall all over the ground, and soon after, it snows.

Hu Luanfei looked back and saw that the man who claimed to be his prince had followed him all the way. He didn't hold an umbrella, and the rain fell, soaking his hair and clothes.

She walked, he walked; she stopped, he stopped. She didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything either, but he just followed her stupidly.

I simply stopped paying attention to him, squatted down, and cut the vegetables bit by bit.

Yansi had been preparing to go home a long time ago and happened to pass by. Seeing the two people walking far apart, she felt very puzzled, so she put down the urine bucket, walked over to Hu Luanfei and squatted down.

Hu Luanfei was almost frightened to the point of squatting on the ground by the arrival of someone else. When he saw it was Yansi, he patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

"It's raining, sister-in-law, why don't you go home?"

"It's okay if you wear a straw raincoat." Looking behind Hu Luanfei's ear, Yansi asked in a low voice, "Are you guys having a quarrel?"

Hu Luanfei paused and shook his head, "No."

"A short separation is better than a new marriage. Why do you two seem to be becoming more and more unfamiliar with each other?"

Hu Luanfei felt strange. She remembered everything about everyone except Qi Siliao.

Qi Siliao seemed to be insignificant.

Seeing that Yansi seemed to know a lot, Hu Luanfei glanced at the man not far away and asked secretly: "How did I get along with him in the past?"

"No way." Yansi was slightly surprised: "We haven't seen each other for just a few months, and you have forgotten about me?"

"..."

Yansi told Hu Luanfei the whole story, from when they first settled in Taohua Village, and their relationship warmed up, to when Qi Siliao left for a few months. Undoubtedly, the two parties listened with great interest.

After Yansi's explanation, the man behind him finally understood how guilty he was towards Hu Luanfei.

But since Hu Luanfei ate the forget-me-not grass, she didn't pay much attention to emotional matters. She muttered to herself and hypnotized herself. During the half incense stick of emptiness, she even thought that if she couldn't make it this way, she would just move to Beiqiu to be self-reliant.

I was trying to imagine the process of getting along with Qi Siliao, when I suddenly heard a low voice beside my ear. It sounded familiar, so I turned around to look.

I don't know when Yansi left. The person who came was Qi Siliao. He squatted down, snatched her umbrella and helped to shield her from the rain.

The rain was getting heavier, splashing clear water on the umbrella. He frowned and raised his eyes casually.

Hu Luanfei seemed to be frozen by the sunflower acupoint-pressing technique. He squatted beside him and stared at him in a daze.

"We... are husband and wife." He seemed to be talking to himself.

Hu Luanfei avoided his gaze, his eyes wandering around, "I heard them say so, but I don't have any memory of it. If you want to divorce me and marry the saint of Boyang Village as your concubine, I won't entangle or make a fuss."

"You are very sensible." Although she knew she shouldn't say that, she felt angry. Qi Siliao couldn't calm down and wanted to grab her ears and twist them.

I thought so and did so.

The moment the pain came, Hu Luanfei's mind was flooded with many memories of the past, from coming to another world and getting along with Qi Siliao to confessing his love to him because he refused to break the window paper and disappearing and losing his memory until now.

Her eyes were filled with tears and she raised her hand and slapped him.

Didn't I already eat the forget-me-not? Why do I still remember the sad memories of the past?

Hu Luanfei took out the illustrated book and looked for the marked page. He happened to turn over a page and saw the medicinal combination of forget-me-not. It required a mixture of several medicinal materials and a course of treatment of seven days to produce a long-lasting forget-me-not effect.

Like her, she only took a single medicine and did not take it three times a day. The effect of the medicine was not long-lasting, and she could not forget the people and things in the past. Once stimulated, she recovered quickly.

Qi Siriao was stunned for only a moment, then he let go of the umbrella handle, and the wet umbrella tilted in front of the two of them and fell onto the vegetable field.

The two faced each other in the rain. Hu Luanfei couldn't tell whether it was rain or tears on her face. She was very annoyed that he didn't remember the past and came to provoke her.

He stopped cutting vegetables and threw away his umbrella. He stood up hastily and spoke without thinking, "Get lost. What are you doing here? Divorce me and marry the Saint of Boyan Village!"

Qi Si Liao lowered his eyes, feeling that his emotions were magnified countless times, and every beat of his heart in his chest caused him severe pain. He stood up and hugged the mad woman tightly, and the panic-stricken feeling gradually faded away.

Yes, only with her can I feel a peaceful sense of belonging. I don't feel that way with others, nothing, only endless confusion.

Ming Feng'er, the saint who claimed to be his wife, was full of love for him all the time. He could pretend to love her very much and give her all the tenderness she wanted. But when he came to his senses, he found that she was obviously his wife, so why could he never get close to her?

From the moment he saw Hu Luanfei at Beiqiu Market, her love that he had longed for for a thousand years was like a critical blow, hitting his heart hard.

When he was indifferent, she was not impulsive, but seemed to be hurt, wanting to hug him but not daring to. But he knew what huge waves were surging under the calm surface of the lake.

From that moment on, he kept wanting to see her, and he almost became obsessed with the thought.