Divorce the bad husband, store grain fields, and marry the emperor's uncle for the second time

"The people in your village are really mean. What is the relationship between us? We are people who can exchange robes, but they actually stopped me from coming in, saying that you have important guests.

"Where is the important guest? Where is he? I want to see which guest is more important to you than me!"

The young man looked around, puzzled, "Is there any important guest?"

Yan Heng glanced at the young man with a look of disdain, "Ji Qingchen, why are you here?"

"Hey, that's really cruel of you. I miss you, I miss you day and night, so I come to see you."

Yan Heng sneered, "You party every night, have many women around you, and you still have time to think about me?"

"Of course I have. After thinking about all the women I've met in my life, I will have a little time to think about you. Look, I don't even think about my parents, but I think about you. You can see how good I am to you? How can you still look at me with this expression? I'm sad, I'm in pain——"

Yan Heng's expression became even more disgusted, "Let's talk business."

Ji Qingchen coughed lightly, "Ah, yes, yes, yes, there is indeed something serious, a very serious matter. It's the Fourth Miss Wen who has always admired you, and asked me to bring you a message."

Yan Heng turned away with a wave of her sleeves.

Ji Qingchen pulled his sleeve and said, "Don't be shy. Why do you turn around every time I say her name?"

Xia Xiaorou's eyes moved slightly.

The fourth Miss Wen, Wen Xiashu.

She is the most beautiful girl in the capital, with both talent and beauty.

I heard Zhuyun and Heying talk about it in my previous life.

When the two mentioned that name, they both had expressions of worship and piety on their faces.

Not only them, but even Yan Heng's guards, such as Shankin Tianzhen, all had their eyes brightened when they mentioned that name.

It seemed like that was the name of a goddess.

This is the woman who is truly qualified to stand on equal footing with Yan Heng.

Xia Xiaorou's head drooped even lower.

Yan Heng glanced at Xia Xiaorou indifferently, and asked Ji Qingchen indifferently, "If you have something to say, please say it quickly."

"She asked you when you will return to Beijing? She has something to tell you in person." Ji Qingchen said.

Yan Heng smiled, "When I go back, isn't it decided by the higher-ups? Can I decide that?"

Ji Qingchen slapped his left palm with his right hand and sighed, "Although this is the rule, you are his uncle. If you ask him, can he really refuse? You, you are always so unwilling to admit defeat. Look, you are at a disadvantage, aren't you?"

Yan Heng looked around and said, "I think this place is pretty good. I don't want to go back for the rest of my life."

Ji Qingchen opened his eyes wide, "Never go back? Are you crazy? What's so good about this broken countryside? Watching a big buffalo baring its teeth? Or watching mice fighting?"

"That's because you just don't find the fun in it." Yan Heng looked behind him and found Xia Xiaorou still standing there, looking at her toes with her eyes downcast, wondering what she was thinking. "What are you doing standing there? Follow me."

Ji Qingchen also turned around. After looking at Xia Xiaorou for a few times, he opened his eyes wide in shock and pointed at Xia Xiaorou, "She is the maid in your manor?"

"It's the changing maid." Yan Heng looked at Xia Xiaorou without blinking, emphasizing it deliberately.

Xia Xiaorou was filled with indignation. How did she become his dressing maid?

What nonsense is Yan Heng talking about?

"Oh? It turns out to be the dressing maid." Ji Qingchen walked up to Xia Xiaorou and looked at her carefully. After a while, he opened his eyes wide, walked to Yan Heng's side, pulled his sleeve and said, "Yan Heng, where did you find such a beauty? She actually looks a bit like the fourth Miss Wen."

It's Miss Wen again...

Xia Xiaorou pursed her lips tightly. That's right, she was just smelling the shadow of the Fourth Miss.

Every time Yan Heng wanted her, he thought of her as the Fourth Miss Wen, right?

Yan Heng glanced at Ji Feiyang, "Ji Feiyang, are you done talking? If you're done, I'm going to go into the house to change clothes."

Ji Feiyang gathered his sleeves and said, "That's all. By the way, I want to stay at your farm for a few days."

"No."

"Why not? I lent you my underwear before! You ungrateful little man, how could you not be grateful? I'm going back to the capital to tell Miss Wen that you're too stingy and tell her not to wait for you!"

Yan Heng gave Ji Feiyang a cold glance, then nodded to Xia Xiaorou, "Come in!"

He stepped through the garden gate.

Xia Xiaorou had no choice but to follow him in.

Ji Qingchen didn't dare to walk into the garden, and stood outside the door and shouted, "Yan Heng, if you don't object, that means you agree? I can find a room to live in by myself?"

Xia Xiaorou followed Yan Heng into the garden, but Yan Heng did not stop and went straight into the bedroom.

She bit her lip and followed him in.

Yan Heng walked behind the screen and said, "Come here and change your clothes."

Xia Xiaorou did not follow him in this time. She lowered her eyes and said, "Lord Yan, I am not your dressing maid. Shall I ask He Ying to come?"

"He Ying and Zhu Yun are not here. If I go out without changing my clothes, Ji Qingchen will doubt your identity."

Xia Xiaorou, "..."

She took a deep breath and had to go behind the screen.

Yan Heng watched her approach, opened her arms, raised her chin, and looked like she was asking someone to change clothes.

Xia Xiaorou pursed her lips, walked forward, untied his belt, and then untied the belt of his outer garment.

Her little hands roamed his body, and the fragrance of her hair was captivating.

"Xia Xiaorou." Yan Heng murmured in a low voice.

"What?" Xia Xiaorou looked up.

Just then she saw Yan Heng looking at her with deep eyes.

Xia Xiaorou felt uncomfortable when she thought that she was just smelling the shadow of the Fourth Miss.

She took her hand back, not wanting to undress him anymore, "Lord Yan, I'm going to find He Ying."

But her waist was suddenly lifted up by Yan Heng, and her whole body was pressed to the edge of the bed by Yan Heng.

Xia Xiaorou quickly covered her lower abdomen, "Lord Yan, you can't do that today."

"Why?" Yan Heng leaned over and looked at her.

The emotions in his eyes were like a whirlpool, as if they wanted to swallow her up immediately.

Xia Xiaorou couldn't understand why Yan Heng had such an expression.

She was also more afraid that his brutality would hurt the fetus in her belly.

This was the child she had been longing for for ten years in her previous life but never got.

"It doesn't feel comfortable there... We can't have sex." Xia Xiaorou bit her lip.

But Yan Heng still untied her skirt, grabbed her legs and lifted them up, then pressed herself against her.

Xia Xiaorou was so frightened that her heart was beating wildly, and she almost cried, "No, Mr. Yan, no, I beg you."

After seeing the midwife check her body that day, the old midwife gave her some instructions.

It is best not to have sex if the fetus is not firmly seated in the first three months. If you have to have sex, try to be as gentle as possible.

Young couples should never just pursue pleasure without considering their children's feelings.

But Yan Heng, when had he ever been gentle to her?

After each incident, she always felt tired and unsteady on her feet.

She was a hard-working woman who climbed up and down the mountains all day long, and she couldn't stand Yan Heng's torture, let alone the darling child in her belly?

"I'm in a bad mood today, Xia Xiaorou." Yan Heng closed his eyes and buried his head in the side of her neck.

Xia Xiaorou could hear a sense of desolation in Yan Heng's voice.

What happened?