"Don't worry. It's no big deal that the husband and wife quarrel, quarrel at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed."
"Who and he are husband and wife, don't talk nonsense!" Qin Yuran's face turns red when the person in front of him says, and he turns his head quickly.
Ling Luo looked at this scene, but also giggled.
However, compared with Qin Yuran's joy, Beiming Hao was a little uncomfortable.
Until now, Beiming Hao didn't know why he said such harsh words to Qin Yuran. God knows how happy he was when he saw Qin Yuran cared so much about himself.
Up to now, he is also extremely regret, want to apologize, but he has always been high above, more impossible to bow.
The night gets deeper and deeper. Seeing that the light of Qin Yuran's room has been turned off, Beiming Hao slowly gets to bed, but he turns around and can't sleep.
Until the next day, he did not feel sleepy at all. When he could not bear it, he had to put down his face and ran to Qin Yuran's room.
At this moment, Qin Yuran is still in a deep sleep. Looking at the quiet sleeping face, beiminghao's heart is like eating a reassurance.
Without waiting for his hand to be put on Qin Yuran's head, a messenger comes after him. He is afraid that he will disturb Qin Yuran's sleep. Beiminghao leaves with the messenger.
When Qin Yuran wakes up, it is already noon. She looks at everything around her dimly. Before she wakes up, the servants outside have already rushed to her.
"Little Miss No Not good... " After a short period of time, Qin Yuran wakes up.
It turns out that yesterday's Wang Fuchun heard the servant girl's words and felt that if he wanted to get rid of beiminghao, he had to deal with Qin Yuran.
Therefore, regardless of all the people's obstruction, they came to their house with big bags and small bags.
"Did no one drive her away?" When Qin Yuran said this sentence, he knew how stupid he was.
The woman in front of her is the prime minister's daughter. Who dares to touch her? If the prime minister gets angry with her, the great cause of beiminghao is expected to die.
The woman must have known for a long time that Beiming Hao was not in the mansion, so she deliberately came to challenge her. If she really went out, there would be no room for her to turn around. This time, she was determined not to meet Wang Fuchun.
"Keep her out in any case. You can't let her in anyway and say I'm not at home."
After giving the order to die, Qin Yuran turns around. However, the servant in front of him does not retreat. Instead, he looks sad.
"What do you mean? Is it hard for you to ignore what I say
The servant was helpless, so he had to tell his heart. "Miss, it's not that I don't want to listen to you, but that person. We can't afford to be provoked. If you don't give a specific reason, she will not leave easily, and Chuang will break in. Please give me a proper reason."
Listening to the words in front of him, Qin Yuran felt that he had a point. He looked up and saw a doctor walking in front of him. The doctor came to check Ling Luo's body. Now Qin Yuran may be able to use him to resist the outside things.
At this moment, Wang Fuchun is full of thoughts about what she should say to meet Qin Yuran and how to make herself more powerful.
If it is according to the seniority, Qin Yuran stays by the side of Beiming Hao, so according to the rules, she has to call her sister. However, according to her status, her status is obviously superior to him. To call her sister is a little too low. No, this time, she must give the woman in front of her the next step.
But she was afraid. After she went in, she would not be able to stay with beiminghao if she knew about it.
The thoughts in his head became more and more tangled. Finally, when the man inside opened the door, he could see that the domestic servant in front of him had blocked himself before he went further.
"What do you mean? Don't you know who I am? Dare you stop me Full of joy in this moment disappeared, Wang Fuchun looked at the people below, just like looking at the sand in his eyes, eager to directly eliminate him from his face.
"I'm really sorry. Our young lady is not well recently and is resting in the room. Please go back earlier."
"Nonsense Hearing this, Wang Fuchun almost cried out, but felt that her tone seemed to be too fierce, and she quickly lowered her voice.
"Don't try to play tricks on me. I told you that I had already looked after Qin Yuran when I came. Qin Yuran is in good health in the mansion. I don't care. I'll see Qin Yuran in any case today. If you don't let me in, I'll sit outside. "
The doctor on one side couldn't see it any more. He quickly came forward and said word by word: "girl, please go. The master of this family is really sick. This prescription is still in my hand. If you are still blocking here and delaying the patient's condition, who can bear this crime?"However, no matter how they tried to persuade Wang Fuchun, Wang Fuchun seemed to have taken root here and was unwilling to leave.
At this time, there was nothing they could do, except to keep the door well.
Looking at the current situation, Wang Fuchun immediately got angry. He thought that this time he could get along with the woman in front of him.
But today, it seems that the woman in front of her seems not willing at all. In this case, she is not afraid, and two people will tear their skin.
Wang Fuchun sat down on the ground. He was going to spend his time here. He watched when Qin Yuran came out. But gradually he found out that he was the only one who got hurt. Why did Qin Yuran eat so much and drink spicy food in the house, he was sitting outside like a beggar.
Since Qin Yuran didn't want to give him a good face, she naturally did not want to stay in Qin Yuran's life.
She quickly squeezed the tears in her eyes and cried to the people coming and going outside: "my life is really hard, my life is really hard, I finally met a good husband, but was oppressed and threatened by the main room. God, please be the master for me!"
As soon as this was said, people who did not know what was right and wrong were gathered around. They looked at Wang Fuchun, who couldn't be relied on underground. Their eyes were full of pitiful expressions.