The power of women is highly respected

Yan Yu Ni drove the carriage along the mountain path for a while, and the scenery in front of her eyes changed completely. The trees on both sides, which were originally of mixed and crooked varieties, all turned into tall and upright pine trees. These pine trees were like sharp swords, piercing the sky and passing through the clouds.

They came at the wrong time. If they had come two months later, they would have seen the magnificent sight of the mountains full of flower buds.

Yan Yuni, who was bathing in the dusk, listened to the crowing of roosters in the distance and smiled.

When they arrived, Yan Yu Ni opened the curtain, helped the man who trusted her wholeheartedly out of the carriage, and took him into the small village where smoke was curling up.

A woman in plain clothes held a crying baby in her arms, saying "I'll throw you away if you cry again" but she held the baby tightly.

Seeing that his eyes were fixed on that person, Yan Yu Ni introduced him in a low voice: "That's Sister Li, a butcher. Her husband is a kind-hearted man. After we settle down here, you can go and chat with him to relieve your boredom."

"Further inside is Uncle Wang's home. Uncle Wang lives alone. He lost his wife at an early age."

"There are a total of five households in this small mountain village, and they are not next to each other. If you like quietness, you can stay in the small courtyard with me. If you feel bored, you can go to that family to have a look. That family has a large population and is very lively every day."

They had arrived, at the place where her father was said to have stayed before he entered the palace.

Yan Yu Ni gently put down his hand, walked quickly to the wooden door, and opened it with mixed feelings.

She had been here three times, but none of them was like this time. Perhaps it was because in her heart, this time was of special significance.

She turned her head slightly and was not surprised to see the person waiting there. She smiled and urged him to come in.

There is not much dust in this yard. Yan Yuni decided to clean it up soon and thank Sister Li very much.

"Please sit down." As she spoke, a charcoal fire started burning in the house.

It would take some time for the room to warm up completely. She was worried that Xiao Hong would be cold, so she hugged him tightly, fearing that he would freeze.

It was not until the house was filled with heat that she unpacked her luggage and cleaned the house.

It was only then that Xiao Hong realized that the room was fully equipped with everything, and it didn't look like he had been brought here on a whim.

Ever since that conversation, Xiao Hong no longer wanted to hide anything in front of her and just said whatever she wanted to say.

Hearing his question, Yan Yu Ni smiled lightly, and continued to carry the firewood, "Indeed, I have long planned to bring you here to live a pastoral life."

Xiao Hong glared at her, said "you" and nothing more. She thought: Let her be, after all she is my wife.

He stood up, quietly walked to Yan Yuni's hand, rolled up his sleeves, looked at the rice in the basin, and fell into distress.

Although he had seen his father cook for his mother, it was only when he was five or six years old.

Now, I have no idea how to cook.

When he frowned, Yan Yu Ni quickly kissed him on the cheek.

Don't you know that a gentleman is far away from home and cooks for him? Yan Yu Ni smiled and carried Xiao Hong to the newly heated kang, and ordered him to lie down and wait for the meal.

Ever since Xiao Hong became a person with this body, she has been particularly sleepy. In addition, she was a little tired after traveling all day, so she fell asleep soon after lying down.

Because I knew Yan Yu Ni was by my side, I slept soundly and sweetly.

……

When he woke up, it was already dark. Xiao Hong was so hungry that she touched her stomach and supported herself on the bed with her wrists, trying to get up.

Yan Yu Ni heard the sound and her sleepy head immediately woke up, "Ah Hong, you must be hungry. Come on, it's still hot, eat quickly."

As she spoke, she had already placed the prepared meal on the small table in front of him.

Four dishes and a soup, what a rich meal! Xiao Hong widened her eyes in disbelief. A soup, this is... chicken soup.

Yan Yu Ni: "Come, eat more. It's time for you to replenish your body."

My dear wife, I am so lucky to be treated like this by you.

Xiao Hong opened her mouth and enjoyed the food she fed him, and commented, "It's delicious, my wife, you eat it too."

He rarely threw aside some etiquette and picked up food to feed his sweetheart according to what he wanted.

Anyway, ever since I met her, I haven't followed any rules anymore, right?

Thinking of their first encounter that year, when he lost his heart at a quick glance, he smiled shyly and didn't dare to look at the person who was teasing him with his eyes.

He felt as if he had eaten honey, so sweet that he couldn't describe it. Isn't it true? How could he not be happy when the person he had been thinking about for so long treated him like this?

Having this person is enough for my life.

The moonlight ripples, the stars shine. In the quiet little house, two lonely souls entwine for warmth.

At the same time, on the official road leading to the northern border, Hong Yun's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and every move was deadly. "Sir, I have no grudges against you in the past or in the present, so why do you have to block my way again and again and want to kill me?"

The other party took advantage of the opportunity and shouted: "If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for following the wrong master."

After Qingdai fired the flare, she heard this and immediately stepped forward with a knife to help Hongyun fight the enemy.

Under the moonlight, some people were hugging each other for warmth, while others were shopping.

"why?"

Seeing that no one paid attention, she raised her voice and repeated it again.

Qingdai: "Oh, why? Sister, you already know it, why bother asking?"

Hong Yun lowered her eyes. She knew. She just... just didn't want to believe it. She hoped that her young master and that guy could live a peaceful life, instead of being hated like this.

She remembered the drunken conversation between the gentleman and His Highness the night before he left, and she remembered it clearly.

Mr. Mo: "Not fighting or competing, living a simple and ordinary life is the truth."

Yan Yu Ni: "If I hadn't been so smart as to help my father, this wouldn't have happened."

The moonlight that day was as cold and gloomy as it is now.

The prince, who had drunk ten jars of wine at that time, sobbed while holding the wine, "My father was killed by someone with a bowl of bird's nest. Two lives were lost!"

When Her Highness heard Mr. Mo's words of comfort, she said in a very low voice, "If, if I had strong enough abilities back then, could I have protected them?"

Hong Yun had tears in her eyes. In terms of age, she was actually of the same generation as Mr. Mo.

She had seen the two brothers practicing swords and fighting in their childhood, had seen Mr. Mo playing the harp and the piano with his beloved, and had also seen Young Master Bai being forced to separate from his childhood sweetheart, entering the palace and never coming out again.

Yan Yu Ni: "Don't persuade me. I can't turn back, and I won't turn back."

Her words kept replaying in her mind, and Hong Yun raised her hand to support her forehead.

Indeed, even if she had taken revenge now, she couldn't extricate herself.