The princess only wants to get rich and support her family

The sheep in the sheepfold had become impatient. I didn't know why, but not long after returning from Boyan Village, they gradually became less docile.

In the past, the low door could easily stop them from jumping out, but now it was useless and the sheep jumped out of the pen with ease.

The five sheep foaming at the mouth luckily managed to hold on until Hu Luanfei exchanged for space spring water. After swallowing a few gulps, they felt visibly better.

She just stood up for a moment and was stunned.

The sheep spat at the gnawed weeds in the corner of the house and scratched them with its front hooves. It was very angry and would not give up until the weeds were scratched into pieces.

Facing the cold winter wind, Jiang Wu came to Hu Luanfei calmly and said to her with doubt: "Madam, do you find anything wrong?"

There was some grayish-white powder on the leaves of some weeds that were not wet by the rain. Hu Luanfei squatted in the corner of the house, picked up the bunch of weeds and handed them to him, "Take it to Xuanyuan Yuqing to see what it is, whether it is poisonous or not, and whether it is strong."

Jiang Wu was very cautious. He took off his robe and wrapped the weeds. "Wait for me to load the vegetables onto the carriage."

Hu Luanfei called Jiang Ling to help. During this time, the sheep also had the strength to stand up, but the situation was different. They were like crazy and bumped into people.

"My queen, be careful!" Jiang Wu picked her up and flew away from the spot.

The sheep couldn't attack anyone, so they scratched their front hooves and ran towards the sheepfold with red eyes. The short door couldn't stop them, and they jumped in.

Hu Luanfei was relieved that they returned home on their own. The next moment, something terrible happened.

They bit their own kind crazily, and the sheepfold was in chaos. In order to protect their lambs, the ewes fought with the crazy sheep.

"What's going on?" Hu Luanfei rushed forward. Jiang Ling and Jiang Wu did not dare to be careless and followed him forward to separate the sheep.

"Separate them first." Jiang Ling led the sheep to the old sheep pen, where the door was relatively tall and sturdy.

Once they got in, they were not well behaved. They kept banging on the railings and shouting, disturbing the sheep in the nearby sheepfold.

The lamb that had just been bitten was beyond saving. Its neck was torn and blood was flowing. The mother sheep licked it and called out to it, each sound shocking the human soul. But the lamb was powerless to save itself. It grinned and opened its eyes, as if it hated the unfairness of God.

"Jiang Wu, go find Xuanyuan Yuqing immediately and see what that powder is."

Jiang Wu received the order and rode another horse to Beiqiu, while Jiang Ling found tools to reinforce the door and fence of the old sheep pen.

The lambs were too small and had been torn to death by mad sheep, so they could not be eaten and had to be buried.

Hu Luanfei called Jiang Shi and asked him to bury the lamb in the vegetable patch.

Just after she finished dealing with the sheep, a few people from Boyang Village came over and bowed their heads to her respectfully and said, "Madam, our Saint invites you to come over."

It's really inexplicable. He just turned her away, and then invited her to be his guest. Was he trying to show off his extraordinary magnanimity?

Hu Luan pulled the clothes tightly around her chest, and irritability surged in her heart again, "No, I'm not familiar with your Saint Lady."

"Brother Daniu told the Saint about your illness. Now the Saint is particularly worried about you and wants to come as a guest, but you don't like outsiders to get close to you, so fortunately I am here to invite you over."

When Hu Luanfei heard that it was the Saint's evil idea, he didn't even want to resist and refused directly: "You invited me to be your guest even though you knew I was ill. I'm afraid you think I'm too old."

Those people had no choice but to tell her what she said truthfully. After hearing it, the Saint felt wronged and burst into tears. "Does the Princess hate me and blame me for being too arrogant to her before?"

Qi Siliao seemed to be possessed, and turned a blind eye to the saint's grievances. His mind was full of Hu Luanfei's naughty, mischievous, arrogant and rude image.

His heart was inexplicably being pulled, and he didn't want to stay in Boyang Village for a moment. He wanted to go back, to be with Hu Luanfei.

"Daniu~ Do you think Sister Princess doesn't like me pestering you?"

The saint's trembling voice reached Qi Siliao's ears. He slowly turned his head and looked at the saint with red eyes. Suddenly, a strange feeling came over him. It was so fake!

He didn't like the woman in front of him, even though she said she was his wife. But no matter how hard he tried to be gentle, he couldn't deceive his heart.

His heart was dead silent before he met Hu Luanfei. After he met Hu Luanfei, it seemed as if it was enveloped by light, and his dead silent heart suddenly gained new life, gradually beating fiercely. Even if he pretended to be indifferent, he could not deceive the heart that was gradually getting hot.

His heart was burning because of Hu Luanfei.

"She really doesn't like outsiders entering the house." This time he did not indulge the saint, but pushed her hand away and walked straight out the door.

The Saint bit her lip, unwilling to give up. But she couldn't let go at the critical moment. She glanced at the teacup on the table and suddenly revealed a strange smile.

"Daniu, I didn't do anything wrong. Please bear with me. Come, calm down and have a cup of tea to quench your thirst."

As soon as Qi Siriao sat down, the saint brought him a teapot.

She filled a cup of tea, and the fragrance filled the air.

He remembered that the tea tasted a bit strange, and it was very sweet when he drank it, and he felt very uncomfortable at the time. But after a while, he felt relaxed all over, without any worries or sorrows, and he was no longer exhausted by other things.

But that was why he felt uncomfortable.

"This tea..." He glanced at the saint and saw that her expression was a little stiff, as if she was afraid that he would ask something.

He put it down casually, picked up the teapot and poured her a cup, "I've never seen you drink before."

The Saint was a little embarrassed by Qi Si Liao's teasing, so she sat down and stroked her round belly. "I used to love drinking, but since I'm pregnant, I've stopped eating."

"Have a drink with me."

The saint evaded the question: "Pregnant women should not drink tea."

Qi Siriao said, "I once saw Second Aunt drink this kind of flower tea at Grandpa's house. She drank a whole pot at a time. I think this tea is harmless to pregnant women."

Being stared at by a pair of cold eyes, the Saint felt a little frightened. She had no choice but to pick up the teacup tremblingly, her eyes fixed on the petals floating above her, her face not looking very good.

Qi Si Liao did not embarrass her and deliberately said, "The tea is hot, drink it later."

Obviously, she showed signs of relief. Qi Siliao was sure that there was something wrong with the tea, so he put down his teacup and waited.

For the first time, the two had nothing to talk about. The saint felt the atmosphere was awkward, so she changed the topic and talked about children.

When I asked Qi Siliao whether he liked boys or girls, he began to daydream. It seemed that he had discussed a similar question with someone a long time ago. It seemed that they said that if they had a son and a daughter, the girl would be like the father and would not be bullied by the husband's family, while the boy would be like the mother and would know how to take care of others...

"Daniu, Daniu?" The saint saw that he did not look very well and thought that he was not feeling well, so she wanted him to go and rest.

"Do you like boys or girls?" Qi Siliao suddenly asked.