Chapter 5

The next day, Yun Pianpian woke up the first thing he did was to carefully check his body.

Although Xiao Changyuan is not close to women, Yun Pianpian is a little worried after all, after all, she is a little worried about her first time with a man.

All she wanted to burn was Xiao Changyuan's love.

Not her body.

Fortunately, there was nothing unusual in his body, Yun Pianpian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Very good.

It seems that Xiao Changyuan is really pure and has no desires but not close to women.

She is safe.

Yun Pianpian quickly washed up, ran to Jiang Cuicui's house, and expressed his willingness to continue to stay in Jiangjia Village to Grandpa Jiang.

Grandpa Jiang was very happy that they could stay, and enthusiastically continued to lend Dalang's house to them to live.

Although Grandpa Jiang is a living Bodhisattva, Yun Pianpian was embarrassed to eat and live for free. After breakfast, Yun Pianpian carried a bamboo basket and wanted to go up the mountain to pick up some mountain goods to sell them at the market, and use the money earned as rent to Grandpa Jiang.

When Xiao Changyuan learned that Yun Pianpian was about to go up the mountain, he stopped Yun Pianpian.

"Madam, I'll go with you."

Yun Pianpian refused: "Husband, your injuries have not healed yet. You should stay at home to recuperate. I'll just go alone."

Xiao Changyuan said coldly: "No, it's dangerous on the mountain, and the lady cannot walk alone."

Yun Pianpian said worriedly: "But your injury has not healed. What should I do if the wound worsens?"

Xiao Changyuan said: "It's just a minor injury, not worth mentioning."

Seeing that Xiao Changyuan was so determined, Yun Pianpian felt a little hesitant.

Anyway, this guy has the aura of villains. Even if he was soaked in the stream for several days, he did not worsen the wound infection. He was so lucky and life-threatening. If he brought him with him, he might be able to pick up some good things on the mountain.

Thinking of this, Yun Pianpian agreed to him: "Okay, let's go up the mountain together, but don't pull the wound, do you know?"

Xiao Changyuan's eyes were faint: "I understand."

The two of them walked up the mountain together with bamboo baskets on their backs.

Jiangjia Village is located at the foot of a continuous forest, surrounded by mountains and water on three sides. It is located in a remote place, with picturesque scenery, like a paradise.

As the saying goes, you can rely on the mountains to eat water. As long as you go up the mountains, you will not have to worry about not being able to find anything to eat.

The two of them found a hawthorn tree after less than a stick of incense in the mountains and forests.

They came a little late. The fruits on the branches of the hawthorn tree near the ground have been picked by the villagers, leaving only a few red hawthorn fruits hanging on the top of the tree, swaying in the autumn wind.

Yun Pianpian said happily: "It's great, there is a hawthorn tree here, we can make candied haws!"

Xiao Changyuan poured cold water and said, "It's a pity that only a little bit is left."

Hearing Xiao Changyuan's depressed words, Yun Pianpian was not discouraged at all, but said with great enthusiasm: "Isn't this a little more?"

Fortunately, we came early in the morning, otherwise we wouldn't be able to pick this little hawthorn fruit..."

Xiao Changyuan was stunned, turned his face sideways, and looked at Yun Pianpian quietly.

In those cold and deep ink eyes, the wind and clouds were changing, and I didn’t know what I was thinking.

Yun Pianpian didn't see Xiao Changyuan looking at her. She climbed up the hawthorn tree in a few seconds, held the branches, and picked the pitiful hawthorn fruits at the top into the bamboo basket. After finishing, Yun Pianpian jumped off the hawthorn tree with a clever posture.

"It's finished picking, my husband, we can leave..."

Yun Pianpian raised his foot and walked forward, and suddenly the sound of Xiao Changyuan condensed into ice came from behind him.

"My wife is so delicate and weak, why can she climb trees?"

His cold and dangerous voice swung towards her like a sharp blade with a cold light.

Yun Pianpian was stunned and his scalp immediately became a little numb.

She lied that she said casually yesterday, but she didn't expect that this guy kept it in mind.

...It's really hard to guard against.

Feel the hot gaze on my back.

Yun Pianpian's heart was beating like falling into an ice cellar, but there was no sign of it on his face.

She slowly turned around and saw Xiao Changyuan's cold, ruthless and even a little cruel.

My heart was a little tight.

She knew that Xiao Changyuan had begun to doubt herself, and Yun Pianpian was so panicked that she was in a state of panic, but her face was expressionless.

"Although my wife, I am a delicate and weak person, I am disabled and strong in will. Isn't it possible to climb trees with the quality of a willow?"

The girl's clear and beautiful apricot eyes flowing, like a clear sky, ethereal and bright.

There is no trace of impurities, it is so pure that it is almost innocent.

She doesn't seem to be lying.

Xiao Changyuan examined Yun Pianpian for a moment and finally believed her.

The frost and cold snow condensed in his eyes gradually melted away, flowing quietly, and finally returned to the quiet and quietness.

"Can."

...What is acting?

!

This is called acting!

Yun Pianpian was proud in her heart, but her face looked pitiful as if she was wronged and had a little pitiful look on her face.

"Are you just doubting me?"

Xiao Changyuan pursed his thin lips slightly, his dark eyes were cold, and he didn't say anything.

Yun Pianpian said resentfully: "My husband never used this cold tone to speak to me..."

Xiao Changyuan suddenly asked, "My wife is delicate and weak, why are there thin cocoons on her fingertips?"

Yun Pianpian was stunned.

What thin cocoon?

She looked down at the palm of her hand.

This is indeed a pair of hands of the working people.

It seems that the little palace maid has indeed suffered a lot and done a lot of tiring work in the past.

At this moment, Yun Pianpian was fortunate that he did not deceive Xiao Changyuan and called them the master and servant relationship.

Because no matter how you look at these hands, they don’t look like the hands of a daughter-in-law.

It seems that everything has its own fixed numbers.

If Yun Pianpian deceived Xiao Changyuan and she was his lady, then she would definitely be suspected by him and alienated by him now...

Even killed by him.

But now it is different. They are husband and wife, so she can argue with reason, or even be unreasonable and unreasonable.

Yun Pianpian raised his clear eyes and looked at Xiao Changyuan with confidence.

"Who stipulates that there should be no thin calluses on the fingertips if you are weak?

After my father married his stepmother, he always bullied me, abused me, and threw me all kinds of dirty and tiring work to me. Over time, is there anything strange about the thin cocoon on his fingertips?"

Regardless of whether Xiao Changyuan believed her lies or not, she believed it anyway.

Thinking of the miserable and pitiful self in the lie, Cinderella.

The clouds were so sad that they came from it.

There was mist in Chengying Xiuche's eyes.

Her eyes were red, as if the sky had collapsed, and she said sadly: "My husband used to feel sorry for me, and often ran to my house to help me with hard work. Now that my husband has lost his memory, he not only won't feel sorry for others, but also doubts me. My husband is really too much..."

If you want to deceive others, you want to deceive yourself first.

Before he knew it, Yun Pianpian had mastered the most profound secret of fraud.

You are lying to yourself, and you cannot tell the truth or falsehood.

When Xiao Changyuan heard this, he immediately frowned.

What he doubted from beginning to end was her behavior, not her identity.

I didn't expect her reaction to be so big.

It was as if he had done something unforgivable.

Xiao Changyuan even began to regret it.

Today he shouldn't have doubted her rashly.

My wife's life experience is so pitiful that he even sprinkled salt on her wounds.

...He is indeed not a thing.

He blamed her wrongly.

Seeing the crystal tears in Yun Pianpian's eyes.

A hint of undetectable panic flashed in Xiao Changyuan's cold and dark eyes.
To be continued...