After the rebirth of the master's wife who was hated by everyone, all of them were burned to de

He looked at his master's wife from a distance of two or three meters. Thinking carefully, he realized that he had not seen his master's wife smile for a long time.

It seems that since they became immature, the master's wife has mostly been frowning or serious.

He got this glass lamp just because he hoped that his master's wife could smile and be happier.

Lin Xuxi had seen the glass lantern. Rong Xin had just gotten it and loved it, always showing it off to her. She was envious and kept hinting to Yan Chuhua that she wanted her to bring her a gift.

Even if it was just an ordinary piece of talisman paper or an inconspicuous little flower on the roadside, it would be enough. She could comfort herself that no matter how valuable it was, the thought was what mattered most.

However, no one in Fushan has ever taken her desire to heart.

Now that she didn't care anymore, why was he eagerly holding the lamp in front of her again? Was he trying to show off again?

"Master's wife, look!"

"Master's wife, I have specially wiped this lamp. It is very clean and there is absolutely no trace of dust." Yan Chuhua did not dare to walk into the door and held the lamp high with both hands.

I want my master’s wife to see the clouds flowing all over the ground.

This glass lamp looks like a revolving lantern, with a dragon stone placed inside. As it sways slowly, the light on the ground gives a feeling of floating clouds, which is very gorgeous and exquisite.

"I gave this lamp to my master's wife."

"Yan Chuhua, do you remember what I said to you in the secret realm?" Lin Xuxi turned around and looked at Yan Chuhua who was standing at the door.

He looked so happy now that she didn't know whether it was genuine or fake.

There is not a single word of truth coming out of this man's mouth.

"Remember, remember."

Speaking of the secret realm, Yan Chuhua lowered his head, not even having the courage to raise the glass lamp so high. He felt uncomfortable and stammered, "I remember everything."

Yan Chuhua remembered everything. It was because he remembered that he came here, and it was also because he remembered that he felt guilty and remorseful.

He didn't know how to make his master's wife happy or how to go back to the way things were before.

"If you remember, you shouldn't have come."

Lin Xuxi picked up the brush beside her and toyed with it. Old cinnabar clung to the tip of the brush, and she pinched off a strand of it with her fingertips.

Sticking the brush tip to the base of his thumb, Lin Xuxi focused on the task at hand and said casually, "Get out. Don't come back. I don't want to see you."

She was too lazy to deal with Yan Chuhua. She hated dealing with people who said one thing and meant another. A person could be good or bad, but it was troublesome to get along with someone who said good things but had bad hearts.

Yan Chuhua didn't move and held the glass lamp in his arms.

He just stared at his master's wife, his vision gradually blurring. He remembered everything that had happened before: his provocation of Broken Eyebrows and his disrespect towards his master's wife.

Even now, Yan Chuhua still finds it absurd when he thinks back on it. Why would he be so cruel and do such a beastly thing to his master's wife who raised him?

He didn't know what to do. What happened in the past was so bad that it made him feel sick. He didn't blame his master's wife.

Yan Chuhua lifted his skirt and knelt down.

Lin Xuxi didn't get a response, so she glanced at the door casually. She found that Yan Chuhua hadn't left, and was kneeling and walking towards her step by step.

"Master's Wife." Yan Chuhua knelt down, took a step forward, kowtowed, and choked with sobs, "I was talking nonsense. I told Duanmei that Master's Wife was being unfaithful to us by treating us harshly, and that I was unkind as a disciple."

"I always encouraged my junior brother and the disciples of Fushan to disobey you. I even pushed you in the yellow sand, wanting to kill my master's wife. As a son, I am unfilial."

"Before entering the secret realm, I even hinted in front of everyone that you were mistreating us, ruining the reputation of Master's Wife and the Xuanyu Sect, and that I was disloyal to the Xuanyu Sect."

Yan Chuhua knelt and took two steps forward, and was already very close to his master's wife.

Lin Xuxi listened quietly, with an indifferent expression but doubt in her eyes.

She knew all these things, but she couldn't understand why Yan Chuhua said such things in front of her. What was he planning?

Lin Xuxi had no trust in this person.

"Master's wife must hate me for being such an unfaithful, unrighteous, unkind and unfilial person, right?" Yan Chuhua had a wry smile on his face and was already crying.

He saw the doubt and calmness in his master's wife's eyes and knew that it was too late for him. Even if he cried sadly and sincerely, it was too late.

It is normal for the master's wife to suspect him, but why not hate him?

Why were the master's wife's eyes as calm as water? This made him feel uneasy for no reason.

"Yan Chuhua, what are you planning now?" Lin Xuxi put down the pen and rested his elbows on the table.

She really didn't understand. They had already talked it over with each other. They shouldn't have any contact after the masks were torn off. So why was he looking so pitiful now?

"It's not a calculation, no!"

Hearing Master's Wife's suspicions about him, Yan Chuhua shook his head desperately. He knelt down and took two steps forward, kowtowed, and cried as he explained, "Master's Wife, I know you hate me and that you doubt me. I deserve it. But Master's Wife, can you give me another chance? Master's Wife, can you, can you, can you call me Hua'er again?"

He only wished to hear his master's wife's concerned call again.

"Master's Wife, can you rub my hair again and tell me not to be afraid, like before?"

He lowered his head humbly, his shoulders shaking with tears.

I only ask, I only ask Master's Wife to hold him in her arms like that day in the snow when he was punished by his master to kneel all night because he could not draw the yellow talisman well.

How could he have forgotten that moment?

Yan Chuhua couldn't figure it out now, but perhaps they were too accustomed to the kindness of their master's wife and took it for granted, so they forgot the past.

"Master's Wife, can you please look at me straight in the eye again? Even just for a moment."

Lin Xuxi looked at Yan Chuhua who was crying breathlessly in front of her. She didn't think that this person would truly admit his mistake. Maybe he wanted something else.

She just watched him indifferently, watching him cry until he was about to die.

Whenever she saw this face, she would think of Yan Chuhua in the dungeon, who was worried and only caring about her, and she would also think of the man who laughed at her stupidity.

"What do you want?" Lin Xuxi looked at the disgusting face, a little impatient when she thought of the undrawn talisman. She casually swept the talisman paper off the table and asked, "What exactly do you want? If you want the ten-thousand-year cinnabar, you don't even have to think about it. So, don't act so pretentiously in front of me. It's all in vain. Get out of here now."

"Master's wife, I don't have any."

Yan Chuhua wanted to explain, but when he opened his mouth he thought of the past.

He always caused troubles and gave his master's wife a headache, but in the end he pretended to be ignorant and helped her solve the problem, and then cheated her out of it. Thinking back to the time when he was smug after his schemes succeeded, he really wanted to slap his former self to death.

"Master's wife, I am truly repentant!" Yan Chuhua felt his words were so pale.

Sincerity is such an ethereal thing. If possible, he would really like to show his heart to his master's wife. Let her see his guilt and regret, let her believe it.

"sincere?"

Hearing these two words from Yan Chuhua's mouth, Lin Xuxi didn't know whether to laugh or sigh for a moment.

If the most unintentional person speaks sincerely, there is only one possibility: he wants to take something from you.

"You actually dare to talk about your true feelings with me?" Lin Xuxi smiled and shook her head. In disbelief, she added, "You actually dare to talk about your true feelings with me."

Do you deserve it?

"Master's wife."