"What are you doing here?!" Song Zhuxin asked with a dark face. She felt that Lu Zhitao and his servant were here to stop her from meeting the village chief and clan elders.

"Are you used to living in the pigsty? We just wanted to come and see you." Xiaoli said with a smile.

When she saw Song Zhuxin was unhappy, she was overjoyed.

"Lu Zhitao, what do you want to do now?" Song Zhuxin asked angrily.

"Song Zhuxin, you have a dirty mind. Don't think everyone is like you. I just came to see you."

"Hmph! You came here just to see me? Who would believe that? I think you came here to see your brother Ziyuan?" Song Zhu sneered bitterly.

Seeing Song Zhuxin say this, Xiaoli was unhappy, "Who is here to see him? My young lady is getting married next month."

"Lu Zhitao, are you getting married? Are you really willing to marry that rough guy from this remote and poor place?" Huo Wanyu stood up and asked in disbelief.

Since she was a child, she was jealous of her cousin because she was favored by her grandmother and father, and she was even more jealous of her beauty and talent.

While she was getting along well with her cousin, she was also secretly competing with her, always thinking that one day she would surpass her.

So she always told her with anticipation that she hoped she would marry her most outstanding third brother.

In fact, in Huo Wanyu's heart, her eldest brother and second brother are very outstanding people, and her third brother who only knows how to drink and play with dogs every day is the most useless person.

Whenever she said that, her grandmother and father would be very happy and would give her many good things.

Although her mother and third brother were unhappy, they did not dare to rebel against their grandmother.

She didn't know why, but although her grandmother was happy that her niece would become her grandson's wife, she never took any action.

Until the year my cousin came of age, neither she nor my third brother was engaged.

Everyone thought that her marriage to the third brother was a foregone conclusion, so no one dared to laugh at her.

However, one day, the emperor suddenly issued an edict to the Zhennan Marquisate, allowing the third brother to marry the daughter of the Minister of War.

Seeing her cousin returning to the Song Mansion heartbroken and dejected, Huo Wanyu was happy for a long time.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Her father and brothers all died on the battlefield, and because of the defeat in the war, the entire Huo family was exiled.

Her Huo family was exiled, but Lu Zhitao was still the legitimate daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, which made her feel very upset.

So she wrote a tragic letter and asked someone to deliver it to her cousin, saying that they were framed by her third sister-in-law's father.

If they, the old, weak, sick and disabled, set out on the road with the enemy's daughter, they would be bullied and tortured by her...

Unexpectedly, her kind cousin really brought her maid to escort her along the way. At that time, she was really moved by her and accepted her sincerely.

Unfortunately, later on, the third sister-in-law became better and stronger, and they... Thinking of this, Huo Wanyu's heart beat faster.

When she was competing with her cousin, she always treated her sincerely and kindly, as if she never knew her dirty thoughts.

Lu Zhitao frowned as she looked at the disheveled girl in front of her, even though she was not familiar with her.

But the book repeatedly emphasizes that she looks down on this servile cousin, and Lu Zhitao does not have much hatred towards the girl in front of her.

After all, they are all paper people written by Yangmei. Yangmei created Lu Zhitao, who has the same name, surname and appearance as her, into a character that everyone hates.

The vicious cannon fodder licked Huo Ziyuan so outrageously that in the end, there was nothing left of his body.

In the book, the hero Huo Ziyuan licks the heroine Song Zhuxin in such a way that it makes people scream, and makes people who have been hurt in love want to believe in love!

Lu Zhitao herself didn't dare to recall the scenes of her original body interacting with the Huo family.

If she hadn't been thinking about the potato seeds in Song Zhuxin's hand, she wouldn't want to come here and face them.

The Mohist villagers had forgotten the potato seeds, but she had not.

So while everyone was busy digging a well and turning the soil, she brought Xiaoli to the pigpen to find Song Zhuxin.

Since Lu Zhitao didn't hate Huo Wanyu, she didn't want to waste time on her, so she turned to look at Huo Ziyuan who was sitting on the ground leaning against the wall.

He is indeed very similar to the scumbag Huo Ziyuan in the end times. After all, he is a character created by his adopted sister and even his temperament is similar.

He is obviously a scumbag. His cousin has been in love with him for many years, but he neither accepts nor refuses.

This face is a gigolo in the end times, but the adopted sister's book says that Huo Ziyuan is a master of military strategy and a god of war.

He can't even stand steadily now, how can he fight on the battlefield?

The one who should go to the battlefield to fight should be her, Lu Zhitao's man Mo Lengzhou. Thinking of this, Lu Zhitao's mouth corners raised.

Song Zhuxin saw that Lu Zhitao didn't say anything and was staring at her cheap husband with a silly smile.

She cursed angrily: "Lu Zhitao, do you still have any shame? When you see a man..."

Before Song Zhuxin could finish her words, Huo Ziyuan interrupted her, "Xin'er, what nonsense are you talking about?"

"Huo Ziyuan? You're mean to me? You're mean to me for her? How have I ever wronged you?"

"Xin'er, your husband is really doing this for your own good. Don't you remember what you just said?" Huo Ziyuan coaxed her good-temperedly.

"You have to be mean to me for my own good? You know very well that I hate her..." Song Zhuxin spouted off.

Lu Zhitao looked at the aggressive Song Zhuxin, a woman who was completely different from her adopted sister. She thought that this might be her adopted sister's original character.

In the end of the world, the adopted sister pretended to be gentle and delicate in order to get his care.

Compared with the arrogant and domineering woman in front of her, Lu Zhitao was more willing to accept the woman who used tricks to play her around.

Although both of them are equally narrow-minded, selfish and vicious, the one who dares to confront the other head-on is much more genuine than the one who stabs the other in the back.

"Oh, why is the Third Young Master's wife so surprised? Haha... he is an ungrateful person. It's normal for him to be mean to you?" Xiaoli said gloatingly.

Seeing Song Zhuxin's eyes red with anger, she continued, "You know he's an ungrateful, white-eyed wolf."

"Who do you think you are? Do you have the right to speak here? Get out of here." Song Zhuxin became unhappy again when she saw Xiaoli calling her a cheap husband.

"Who do you think you are? Telling me to get out is hilarious, don't you know that?

My daughter is going to marry the village chief of Mojia Village. She will be the village chief's wife and the boss of Mojia Village. Do you understand?"

"What can these poor and unruly people from this remote and impoverished area have to show off?" Huo Wanyu's tone was full of sarcasm and contempt.

"Fourth Miss, you don't understand. At least my young lady can decide whether you continue to lock the pigsty or leave with just one word."

"Xiao Li, are you telling the truth? Tao'er, please let your aunt leave here quickly. The pigpen stinks!"

"Tsk tsk... Madam Huo is a sensible person. Kneel down and beg my young lady!"

"Bitch, don't go too far. Tao'er has been kind since she was a child and she will never be like you."

Seeing that Madam Huo was stepping on Xiaoli to lift her up, Lu Zhitao said coldly, "Madam Huo, the kind-hearted Tao'er is dead. If you really want to get out of the pigpen, you can kneel down and beg me."

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