Chapter 497

This is the anti-theft seal. Even if she was angry, she was coquettish. It was not like being angry, but like being coquettish. How could Yongan Hou be angry? He comforted and blamed himself with his wife's small hand. Finally, he had to endure humiliation and promised her to dye her nails.

Yong'an Hou is eight feet tall and looks like a crown of jade. Many big girls and little daughters-in-law miss him and admire his majestic posture. But now he sits in front of his wife and is as clever as a little sheep. He stretches out his hand and allows her to make trouble in his hand. Linglong is full of creativity. It's not enough to paint Yongan Hou's nails. He also painted a round pig's head on it by himself. Her painting is so elated that Yong'an hou can't cry or laugh.

Chu Zhi was on one side. She was full of expectation since the LORD came in, but he didn't notice her until now. Chu Zhi was a little flustered. She had to raise her head in the hope that Yong'an Hou could see herself. I haven't seen you for a long time. The Marquis certainly didn't expect that he would come back. As long as she looked up, he would see her.

Linglong saw her little moves, but she didn't care. She likes simple and rough, and also likes twists and turns. People like Chu Zhi are like dead but not stiff hundred legged insects. They don't cry when they see the coffin, don't look back when they hit the south wall, and never die if they don't play a little bit. What kind of deep love can Yongan Hou have for her? How can she be dazzled by love and feel that Yongan Hou must be her?

These four words are not spoken casually, that is, a gentle and stupid woman like the original owner has achieved the bad relationship between Chu Zhi and Yong'an Hou. If she were the daughter of any large family, Chu Zhi would have been dealt with when she raised this thin horse. The original Lord's parents were so affectionate that she didn't know the world. They thought they married a good man like their father. How do you know that this is her talisman.

Yongan Hou likes Chu Zhi. Linglong doesn't have to think about it. The original master is timid, naive and almost cowardly. She listens to Chu Zhi, a big servant girl, and trusts her very much. Such a woman is like dodder flower. She has no opinion and is rigid and boring. How can Yongan Hou, who is fighting the world on horseback, see it. Maybe the weakness of the original Lord will arouse his short pity, but this pity will soon dissipate. Chu Zhi, who is unique, delicate and strong, came into his eyes.

Chu Zhi is naturally beautiful. Her life in the prime minister's residence is more nourishing than that of ordinary people's daughters. She has a delicate snow-white skin and the temperament of knowing books and being polite. Coupled with her good appearance, she looks like a pearl covered with dust with the background of her original owner.

But now Linglong is not used to her. It's true that people want clothes and Buddha wants gold. Except that the best beauties don't need anything to decorate the lotus with water, most beauties rely on royal clothes, rouge jewelry, which can make the already beautiful people more beautiful. However, when all this is deprived, beauty will be greatly reduced. After more than a month, Chuzhi lost her superior milk facial wash, her special Rouge makeup, her exquisite jewelry and soft clothes, and her problem of inconvenient walking - beauty is the easiest to get late. What does she take to make Yongan Hou remember her?

So Yong'an Hou didn't see her, but didn't realize that this was his beloved Chu Zhi for a while and a half.

He had an affair with Chuzhi behind his wife's back and enjoyed the thrill of betraying morality. In the sleeping compartment of his wife, he fell in love with her good sister. For a man like him, the excitement is far greater than the happiness. Chu Zhi can make him fall in love, also because of this. Her bold seduction and fiery love are loved by Yong'an Hou. Compared with her wooden wife, naturally, the charming beauty is more loved by people.

Now, his wife is more vivid than Chu Zhi - a woman who was taught to be three obedient and four moral strictures at home to stubbornly maintain a posture on the bed suddenly becomes enthusiastic and hot. Treating such a woman as she wants, this stimulation goes beyond the original affair with Chu Zhi.

His wife is the daughter of the prime minister, the daughter of thousands of gold and the head of your daughter. The walking rules are like textbooks. But such a perfect false wife will suddenly change one day. She is like a goblin. Can Yongan Hou not like it? He was good at it!

Linglong saw the two people clearly, so she reluctantly played with them. In the next world, if she wants to be more extravagant, the world must be full. Although Yong'an Hou is dissolute and clumsy, he can't stand life. She can forgive her if she grows well here.

What's more, Yongan Hou is obedient to her. Why should she eat him so quickly? Love can be cultivated. Now there is some fishy smell, which can also be refined. When he loves her, she can't help it. She eats him again... Linglong is always patient before waiting for the food to enter.

Chu Zhi crazily raised her face and looked up for a while. Obviously, the Marquis looked at her, but why didn't she react? Yes, the Marquis must be worried about his wife's detection, so she deliberately turned a blind eye to herself. Later... As long as a little time, the Marquis won't ignore her!

While Chu Zhi was racking her brains to find a way to be alone with Yong'an Hou, Linglong suddenly stood up and stretched her waist: "I'm tired. I'm going to take a nap for a while. I like the Duke's Cardan concubine, but the Duke just painted my nails like that, so he punished the Duke to wash them off by himself. Chu Shuang, you come in and serve. No one is allowed to help."

"Yes." Chushuang chuxue smiled and went into the inner room, leaving Yongan Hou with a bitter smile. He sat in the previous seat, took the water Linglong used to wash the Impatiens juice he painted, stained it with a little white vinegar and wiped it slowly. At this time, a figure approached him tentatively. Yong'an Hou was very alert. When he looked up, an enlarged woman's face startled him! This person is not Chu Zhi and who is it! She stared at him sadly, pear blossom with rain. This was the favorite gesture of Yong'an Hou, but now Chu Zhi is really not beautiful. Her face was waxy yellow, her eyebrows became rough and irregular because she hadn't been repaired for a long time, and her lips also had small dry cracks. The most important thing was that the whole person looked very bad, which made Yong'an Hou didn't recognize it at first glance. On the close face, the uneven skin surface and slightly raised small pimples are so conspicuous, which makes Yong'an Hou unconsciously think of his wife's delicate face like newly peeled eggs. He has worshipped and kissed the watery skin with his heart. When he gets very close, he can't see a trace of pores and ice flesh and jade bones all over his body. Where can language describe it. Not seeing Chu Zhi at first, he was really worried about her in his heart, but his wife was very nervous. He didn't condescend to meet her in the servant's room because of his identity. At this time, as the day grew, his wife was more beautiful than ever. When he tasted the freshness, he forgot Chu Zhi beyond the clouds. Those who have seen the Dragon girl can no longer see other women in the world. Linglong lost all her mana because of hunger. She was no different from human beings. She could also live like a duck to water by her own means. What's more, as long as she got some food, she could call the wind and rain“ Hou ye... "You, are you Chu Zhi?!" Rao is the Yong'an Marquis who has gone through great storms. In just a month, a beautiful girl has become like this, which also surprised him“ How did you -- "Chu Zhi couldn't understand the unfinished meaning in his words. At that moment, her heart was sour. She naturally knew what life she was in this house without her wife's protection and trust. Alas, she did not thank the original owner for this, but resented Linglong. It was as if the original owner should dig his heart and lungs for her. Chu Zhi knew that her beauty was worse than before, and the bad environment was secondary. Her own state was very wrong. She was driven away from her wife. She was worried too much all day and couldn't be happy. She was afraid that her wife would torture herself, and that the LORD would forget herself. She tried to see the Lord, but she was blocked by the servants, She's had enough of it! With a plop, she knelt down, and her knees, which had already left a hidden disease, were even more painful. But Chu Zhi couldn't care so much. Now she just wanted to ask the Lord for a favor, even if she sent herself out of the house to form an outer room. If she had a child, it wouldn't be a blessing. The winner was the one who laughed last. She wouldn't lose“ Lord, please help me! "“ What's the matter? " After all, it was a woman he really loved. Yongan Hou still bent down to help Chu Zhi up. Chu Zhi grabbed his hand. He realized that her hands were much older, and there was even a thin layer of dandruff on the back of her hands, which should be caused by too dry. It's really a heaven and a earth when I think of the painting and dyeing of cardamom with plain hands just now“ Please let the servant go out of the house! I really can't stay in this house! The LORD promised me a favor, and I'll be grateful to the LORD all my life! " Chu Zhi cried, but this time there was no longer the beauty I felt sorry for“ If you stay in the Marquis house again, your wife will kill your maidservant! "“ What did you say? " Yong'an Hou was stunned“ What does this have to do with my wife? "“ The lady knew about the slave and the Duke, so she humiliated and abused the slave in every way. For more than a month, the slave couldn't sleep day and night. She was always afraid that she would die here the next moment. Lord, Lord, please help me! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation