Men, listen, grab the top of the mountain and stand in the center position

In the spacious carriage, Wangshu lay down and sighed.

"What you can't plant at the time is useless, no matter how hard you try later!"

Qin Xiuyuan was confused:...Really?

Seeing the man's confused look, Wangshu couldn't help but explain, "Your things are like a school of fish rushing forward to jump over the dragon gate. Almost all of them died on the way. It's useless to block it, and it's useless to raise it."

Raising it is useless!

Qin Xiuyuan, who had been concentrating on this for the past two years, suppressed his dissatisfaction and hugged her tightly, asking humbly, "How can this be effective?"

"Change to a woman with a dragon gate."

There's no way she's doing this.

The man, feeling fooled, gnashed his teeth and grabbed her. Before Wangshu could even cry out in pain, the world spun around, and she was pinned down by brute force, lying facedown on the small dining table in the corner. She tried desperately to escape, but the young general, who had just retreated, stormed back in anger, firing a single shot that sent Wangshu reeling.

A muffled rejection groaned from the depths of her throat, the position of the two people she disliked the most. The man who no longer listened to her words just brandished his sword and gun, sweeping her like autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves, every shot hitting the target...

His blood was boiling, and he was so excited that he couldn't control himself... mixed with anger. He suppressed his violently beating heart and turned the person over. His face was full of tears. He didn't know whether it was the excitement or the pain, or maybe both. Wangshu sobbed softly, almost silently, but the tears didn't stop.

No matter how Qin Xiuyuan apologized, he refused to accept it.

The driver was replaced by Tang Bo.

Chun Yang brought the meal to the car. He saw that the man was holding his stomach from time to time and looked sluggish. He had not touched his breakfast except for the water. Then he was greeted by a mute voice: "Get out."

I couldn't help but worry about the black-faced general who was kicked out of the carriage last night and knocked off the coachman's seat by something in the morning. After all, he could withstand it.

"Shushu." The sullen-faced Qin Xiuyuan hadn't even gotten into the car yet, but as soon as he lifted the curtain, he was greeted by a cold breakfast. He wiped his face, put down the empty bowl, and continued without dodging. When people approached, the hot pheasant soup and rice for lunch were all served on him.

Having never seen anyone treat him so carelessly while eating, the driver Tang Bo shrank his neck, got off the car quickly, and told everyone to continue resting where they were.

Some people with good hearing could guess that there was a dull thud of something hitting someone first, followed by a clang and a shattering sound.

The hunter Erwa in the carriage behind pricked up his ears to listen carefully, but was glared at by his mother. He then obediently held the tiger cub in his arms to amuse Ji Laoer, who was attracted by the sound and wanted to watch the fun.

Qin Xiuyuan wiped the rice flour oil off his face, and looked at the little woman who was half leaning with her hands on her belly, leaving him with a black back of her head. He moved over to her without apologizing, pressed her hands and legs, and let her vent her anger by biting his arm. He lifted her skirt with one hand, and there were some bloodstains on her underwear.

It wasn't her period, as it had been over for several days. Qin Xiuyuan, the instigator, straightened his clothes and let go, then hugged her tightly with one hand and lifted the curtain: "Chun Yang!"

Without even raising his head, he buried his head in cleaning, making a mat on the table, and serving up hot rice, hot dishes, and hot soup again. Chun Yang and the little old lady ran away with their backs hunched.

Wangshu broke free, refusing to be fed or eat. He leaned against a large pillow and closed his eyes to rest.

"Shushu, get up and eat something before going to sleep."

"Get out!" He was responded with a merciless scolding.

Ji Shou, who was about to report the matter, immediately ran away with his ditch between his legs. The young lady is really tough!

"Shushu..." Qin Xiuyuan was embarrassed, "I was wrong last night..."

"I want to make peace."

As soon as the words are spoken, it is like a bolt of lightning!

Qin Xiuyuan stood still, incredulous: "What?"

For the next few days, everyone avoided the carriage. Wangshu summoned the teacher and asked him to draft a divorce agreement. The teacher refused, but instead insisted on trying to reconcile. "The general is wrong. Madam, you can punish him severely, beat him, scold him, until he calms down. ... Well, he has many faults. I will make him correct them all in the future."

"Tsk!" Wangshu said disdainfully, "Alright, all of you help him."

The master was speechless, the couple quarreling at the head of the bed and reconciling at the foot. He saw her pick up the pen and write hesitantly. Just as he was about to take a closer look, Wangshu did not stop her. The writing was formal and formal, including the man and woman's names, parents, hometowns, ages, and marriage dates. Finally, the final twelve words concluded, "They were married for less than four years, but their personalities were incompatible and they separated."

The fonts are of different sizes and thicknesses, and the strokes are shoddy, but the ideas are clear, and there is a signature, and two copies are made.

"Please, Master, pass it to the man."

Okay, it’s the man.

There was no more laughter along the way.

Until they arrived in Jingcheng, Wangshu treated the man who came to help her with the same dismissive attitude as she had shown in her response to his request for peace last night.

Ji Shou quickly lent a hand, and Wangshu finally managed to get off the carriage. Facing her overjoyed father and mother who came to pick her up, she simply addressed them calmly: "Father, Mother."

Ji Wenshu and Ji Niang, who were holding Ji Laoer, surrounded their eldest daughter, who was wearing thin clothes, wiping her tears and adjusting her clothes. "Shushu has grown taller and more beautiful, Xiuyuan, don't you think so?"

Qin Xiuyuan came closer and said in a flattering tone, "Yes, mother-in-law."

However, love may not be strong, but hatred will never be more obvious. Wangshu's attitude was clear, and he immediately took a few steps away from the people, "Daddy, Mommy..."

"Shushu!" Qin Xiuyuan's voice suddenly trembled, interrupting what she was about to say.

Wangshu turned his face away.

"My sister and brother-in-law have divorced." Ji Laoer quietly dropped the bombshell.

"What?!!"

Wangshu lived alone in the largest inn in the city. After the chaos that day, no one supported her except the money in her pocket.

After scheming for several days, Han Batian finally got the inside information. He waited in the inn for a few days but didn't see the real face of Lushan. So he called a group of dogs and rushed to the black-faced general who was busy dealing with official documents.

"Brother, why don't you just take the blame? Your technique is not good enough. This is a serious flaw and there's no cure."

The veins on Qin Xiuyuan's forehead bulged.

"Alas, Wangcai is quite resourceful and stays with your wife."

Even though Wangcai has become a father-in-law, he is still more capable than some men!

Han Batian thought about it and decided to persuade them to make peace. "It's hard to say whether the city is in chaos or not. Since you've already gone through so much trouble to marry your wife and brought her to your side, don't let these trivial matters separate you. Your father-in-law and mother-in-law are heartbroken!"

"She refuses to see me." Faced with his good brother's understanding, Qin Xiuyuan replied that it was not that he didn't go, he went there several times a day, but it was useless.

Han Batian was so disappointed that his friend failed to live up to his expectations. Seeing that no one was around, he stuffed the secret manual and a bag of things in his arms, which were about to burst with water, into the man and said, "You learn from this!"

These are almost draining out his savings!

Shame on him! Han Batian actually has a brother who can't control his own woman! He ran away with the dog!

Qin Xiuyuan, baffled, opened the book titled "Internal Power" and, faced with the exquisitely detailed 108 postures and mantras for practicing internal power with a pair, his temples throbbed with rage. He opened the bulging cloth bag, revealing one, two, three layers—and inside…

The veins popped up again, what a good brother in the Gobi Desert!

Shuyuan Inn is located on a high ground, adjacent to the inner river. Whenever the sun sets, the river surface rustles, half of it rustling and the other half red, with floating light and golden sparkling, and still shadows sinking like jade, which is a sight that never gets boring.