The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

Zuo Yuyi and Gongxi Yumei gradually developed different feelings for each other as they grew up, but they were not aware of it.

It was not until they were framed by Aunt Eleven and scolded bitterly by the elders that they finally came to their senses and realized that there was nothing wrong with them becoming husband and wife.

They couldn't just take advantage of the situation, so they didn't give Zuo Shiyi up.

But since then, they have chosen to stay away from Aunt Zuo Shiyi. The only bad thing is that they feel sorry for Mo Lengzhou, who grew up with them.

However, Mo Lengzhou said that he didn't care and even personally blessed them. The younger generations in the village had seen Mo Lengzhou oppose marrying Gongxi Yumei before she came of age.

Seeing that Zuo Yuyi married Gongxi Yumei, everyone thought that she married Zuo Yuyi out of spite and never knew the twists and turns behind it.

Zuo Yuyi and Gongxi Yumei have always been on guard against Zuo Shiyi. The couple was afraid that she would repeat her old tricks tonight, so they kept watch outside the bridal chamber in the dark.

What they didn't expect was that Zuo Kexin looked kind and sensible, and they thought she was different from her mother.

Who knew she was even more cruel and ruthless than her mother!

Gongxi Yumei looked at the backs of the mother and daughter and asked, "Brother Yi, should we go back?"

"They have already left, so let's go back!" Zuo Yuyi put his arm around his wife's waist and walked back.

"Should we tell my brother what we heard tomorrow?" Gongxi Yumei asked worriedly.

"Brother knows Aunt Eleven's little thoughts, but he may underestimate Zuo Kexin's viciousness. For the safety of the village chief, you should find a time to tell him and Leshan."

Zuo Yuyi spoke gently into his wife's ear, and the couple went back hand in hand.

The moon shone through the curtains onto Huo Ziyuan's face, and a look of infinite gloom flashed across his eyes.

He was filled with remorse. The cousin who had liked him for more than ten years would belong to another man tonight.

The cousin who always smiled reservedly and cautiously in front of him, smiled as brightly as the spring sun after leaving him.

Every smile and every whisper of hers, which he had ignored before, now created ripples in his heart.

Tonight, she will belong to another man, and the feeling of loss is like a biting cold wind, making him unable to control himself.

At this moment, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, as if twisting his years of obsession.

Tao'er should be his, why should he marry someone else?

Huo Ziyuan's heart felt like it was being torn apart by a wild beast and it was difficult to calm down. His mood was like the dark clouds in the night sky, thick and impossible to dispel.

The unconcealable gloom on his face made Song Zhuxin feel contemptuous. She could feel the oppressive aura from him.

Song Zhuxin didn't care whether her cheap husband was happy or not, but she was not happy if he was unhappy because of Lu Zhitao.

Song Zhuxin, who despised her cheap husband immensely, asked sarcastically, "Husband, what's wrong with you?"

Although her voice was soft, everyone could hear her sarcasm. Huo Ziyuan, who was already gloomy, could not stand his wife's blatant sarcasm.

"What's wrong with me? Don't you know? Is it fun to ask questions when you already know the answer?" Huo Ziyuan said as he limped towards Song Zhuxin.

"Useless fool, a fool who only knows how to vent his anger on his wife, if you have the guts, why don't you go and make trouble in the bridal chamber?"

Song Zhuxin said with contempt with a mocking smile, and suddenly kicked her cheap husband.

That kick was so clean and decisive, as if it released all the anger and disdain in her heart.

It seemed as if in an instant, the delicate and complex relationship between them was about to be severed.

A trace of disbelief and anger flashed across Huo Ziyuan's face, and his brows were furrowed, like a thunderstorm about to erupt in the gloomy sky.

There was a spark of confusion in his eyes. Song Zhuxin's sudden attack made it even more difficult for him to understand her thoughts.

"Song Zhuxin, let me tell you, I was originally a fool, but you and your daughter forced me to marry you. Now you want to regret it, there's no way."

His voice was low and hoarse, like a heavy breath squeezed out from the abyss. He struggled to his feet and rushed towards his wife again.

He seemed to ignore the pain in his body at this moment. Anger drove every step he took, but it also revealed powerlessness and despair.

"Humph! There's no door, so I won't jump out the window, right? Do you think a cripple can trap me?"

Song Zhuxin said disdainfully. She stood there like a pine tree in the cold wind, cold and determined.

Her contemptuous eyes wandered over him, and she seemed to be completely unconcerned with his stormy anger.

"You...you are such a fickle woman, you..." Before Huo Ziyuan could finish his words, Song Zhuxin kicked him to the ground again.

"Huo Ziyuan, you're a typical gigolo, a useless idiot who loves to play the hero.

Because you were born in a marquis's mansion, you have always heard people praising you for how majestic and powerful you are since you were a child.

It's a pity that all that was accomplished by your father and brother, yet you are so complacent that you think you have masculine charm. Ugh!"

Huo Ziyuan sat on the ground, holding his stomach. He raised his head and looked at his arrogant and vicious wife in front of him. His face was pale and he clenched his teeth.

"You...you said you would treat me well, why have you become so vicious?" He lowered his head and his tone became a little heavy.

His voice was particularly low in the silent air, as if carrying anguish that could not be released.

Seeing him like this, Song Zhuxin became even angrier. The care and warmth she had shown him was just to expand her space.

Originally they were fine, the space had expanded a bit, and the spiritual spring water had increased.

For some unknown reason, her spiritual spring water dried up!

The space has not expanded anymore. Could it be that she has not been taking good care of the Huo family recently?

Thinking of this, Song Zhuxin also lowered her voice: "I said before that I would send you safely to Liangzhou, but how have you treated me recently?"

"Xin'er, I saw you getting close to the men in the village and was afraid you would leave me, but I really like you."

Huo Ziyuan said dejectedly that he had already lost his cousin and could not lose this vicious woman again.

"Then you can't torture me like this. Get up. I won't bother with you. I have a lot of things to do tomorrow."

As Song Zhuxin spoke, she roughly pulled Huo Ziyuan up from the ground. She lay down on the bed without even washing up.

Huo Ziyuan really didn't bother his wife, not because he was afraid of her, but because his thoughts were surging like the tide.

His wife's coldness and ruthlessness tonight made him feel heartbroken, and he thought of his cousin who was so gentle and affectionate towards him.

Every time she smiled, it was like gently touching the sensitive string in his heart, making him feel guilty.

The deeper his obsession, the harder it is to let go. He will not let go of his obsession and cherish the fickle woman in front of him.

During this long night, Huo Ziyuan secretly vowed in his heart that he would make a name for himself and divorce his wife in a dignified manner...