◎ She didn't mind me. ◎
　　"Please have some tea, in-laws."
　　Serving tea to Old Marquis Duan went very smoothly, and after receiving it, Old Marquis Duan drank it in one go and gave her a big red seal.
　　But to Qin's here, Qin's first is a long time do not want to take over her tea bowl, but Fengla does not want to spoil her temper in the slightest, directly to the tea bowl towards Qin's near, Qin's conditioned reflex to directly take over the tea bowl, Fengla smooth hand loose.
　　The whole process of honoring the tea will be completed, whether you drink or not, sent to your mouth even if the mother-in-law.
　　Qin's cross-eyed, seems to say something, but in the way of the old marquis presence, only reluctant sip, casually rewarded her a bracelet.
　　Feng La has never seen anything in the world, do not know how much money this bracelet is worth, think Houfu products will not be too cheap, so it is very happy to accept.
　　In case she wanted to be an on-the-run world princess later on, these could be her family's foundation.
　　After the tea ceremony, the old marquis and Qin did not stay Duan Jingchuan and Fengla for dinner, seeing that Qin really couldn't say anything, the old marquis could only take over the job of explaining matters.
　　"Shizi Consort, in the future, you and Shizi will live alone in the small courtyard, the Marquis Mansion doesn't have that many rules, you just need to live your own little lives well. Nurture your body well and strive to give birth to the next generation for the Marquis Mansion as soon as possible."
　　Feng La rolled a big white eye in her heart, still giving birth to the next generation, want to fart eat it, your son even dare not touch me.
　　Originally, before Feng La also gave himself to do a meet the beast of the small Lang Jun's pre-programming, now it seems, she does not beast is good, this small Lang Jun avoid her as a flood and ferocious beasts in general, but know the courtesy of the very polite.
　　But this was just right, two people living in a small courtyard, no one to disturb, she could turn over and become a landlord, as for the expression of her wronged mother-in-law, she said she didn't want to see it at all.
　　She doesn't really want to be her daughter-in-law, so why should she please her mother-in-law?
　　This family is now in charge or the old marquis, holding on to the right thigh is the hard way.
　　This early in the morning during the tea ceremony, Feng La heard Duan Jingchuan say five words, and his social fear attribute called out.
　　Fengla's always numb brain suddenly woke up for a few moments, and it seemed that a long time ago, someone was telling all sorts of stories in her ears, about social terrorism, about airplanes, about trains, and about dynasties.
　　These fragments don't connect into a complete story, but are scattered like stars across the vast sky.
　　Feng La could only guess that she didn't belong to this dynasty and probably came from a human civilization that was thousands of years more advanced than here.
　　Everything has its own destiny, both come and go, and she can't recall the previous things, so she might as well be in time.
　　However, at present, the biggest obstacle to her line of fun was the little social terrorist in front of her, how to please the social terrorist and turn him into her breadwinner, this business was unfamiliar to Fengla. She thought she was more familiar with how to lull people into becoming her minions.
　　Breathless breakfast, Fengla finally couldn't help but speak again.
　　"Duan Jingchuan, can't you even talk on a regular basis? I'm so bored when you're like this."
　　Duan Jingchuan very facetiously made a hmmm sound with his throat.
　　Then he seemed to think of something and took out another fold from his sleeve and handed it to Feng La.
　　Fengla's subconscious was very eager for something called a cell phone to appear, yet she didn't remember what a cell phone was, only that it would be ten thousand times more convenient than this method of reading folders.
　　Only, this kind of letter exchange, Feng La is also a big girl on the sedan chair, the first time, excitedly took over the folding intends to worship read, did not expect to folding began to wide-eyed.
　　Duan Jingchuan had been observing Feng La's expression, and he didn't expect to see her look confused, which is when he popped out two more words, "Not good?"
　　Feng La was also rare and deep, pointing to the ghostly symbols on the folded paper, and then pointing to herself, placing the folded paper and her face in one place, and answering in a very high and cold manner, "I don't understand."
　　Duan Jingchuan's pupils instantly dilated, as if he didn't expect Feng La to actually be illiterate.
　　Against the backdrop of a colorful early autumn, it's a beautiful scene, but the two protagonists are in their own shock.
　　Eventually Fengara lost the battle.
　　"Why don't you find someone to read it to me?"
　　"No need, you have to be literate.l" Duan Jingchuan really didn't expect that the Prime Minister's daughter was actually illiterate.
　　But this is a bit wronged the prime minister's daughter, is Fengla can not read these words just, some memories, although exist, but by Fengla buried deeper, are ignored.
　　"Are you saying I need to learn to read and write?" What the hell, how dare you call her uneducated? She's got eight buckets if not five carts.
　　"Uh-huh." Duan Jingchuan nodded his head without hesitation, as the World Consort, literacy was a given.
　　"Then you teach me?" It would be kind of fun to teach if it was a small community fear, after all, people are beautiful and look good when they don't talk.
　　Duan Jingchuan was silent again, and Fengla interpreted this as a silent protest.
　　If it weren't for social terrorism, this would be cold violence come to life.
　　"I ask, you answer, is that okay?" In the face of social terrorism, Fengla had nothing better to do.
　　Duan Jingchuan nodded.
　　"Can I stay here all the time from now on?"
　　Duan Jingchuan nodded his head, very good, the accommodation is solved.
　　"Can I eat and drink for nothing from now on?"
　　Duan Jingchuan looked at Feng La's expression a bit strange, this time there was no nodding or shaking of the head, and Feng La waited patiently for a long time before hearing a sentence that could not be counted as words.
　　"I, husband, feed you."
　　When these few words were connected together, Feng La instantly danced with excitement, "Are you saying that for the day you are my husband, you will support me for a day, without having to work, and have a little brother, not having someone to wait on that kind of thing?"
　　Duan Jingchuan affirmed Feng La's answer.
　　And then Feng La called out without any psychological pressure, "Husband."
　　Duan Jingchuan's face was a little red, but he also gently nodded.
　　Little did he know, however, that by making this promise now, he would make his life a cockamamie mess later in life.
　　Feng La suddenly realized that it was not bad to have a husband.
　　"Husband, don't worry, in the future, my affairs will be your affairs, your affairs will still be your affairs, and I will make sure that your family will live forever and ever"
　　No, I don't need it. Duan Jingchuan spoke the words of rejection in his mouth for a long time, but he didn't make a sound.
　　Only, today's Duan Jingchuan is still in the middle of self-blame, in his opinion, whether it is the prime minister's residence of the first lady or the second lady, with him are wronged some.
　　He was not meant to have a long life, and was in an on-again, off-again state of mind, and was not capable of giving happiness to any girl, and had done her a great disservice by marrying her.
　　Therefore, even if Feng La had any more excessive requests, he would nod his head and agree, and now that it was only the most basic request, Duan Jingchuan was naturally not unable to do so.
　　When Feng La got the answer she wanted, she began to eat with one eye on her meal and her mind, not noticing that Duan Jingchuan was immersed in his thoughts again.
　　Duan Jingchuan actually knew that his father meant well, using his military service to give him honor for the rest of his life as well as this wife in front of him, he was very thankful, but was unable to respond.
　　For example, right now, when two people were clearly eating at the same table, Duan Jingchuan would feel annoyed, whether it was the other person making the sound of chewing or the sound of breathing, it made him feel extraordinarily uncomfortable.
　　This discomfort existed early in the morning, except that as a husband, he should accompany his wife to the tea ceremony, and later on, he would also accompany her to return to the door.
　　He's not even a normal person, so why take a wife? Why live? How good would it be to die, to be done with it? How should I die? If this meal...
　　While Duan Jingchuan was ruminating, Feng La suddenly sensed a hint of crisis.
　　She actually felt a murderous aura and looked around, realizing that the only person beside her was Duan Jingchuan, who was looking at the bowl of rice, his head hanging low, unable to see the color of his eyes.
　　The whole aura was very somber and suffocating.
　　"Husband, to thank you for feeding and clothing me and being my breadwinner, let me tell you what I understand about books."
　　Hearing Feng La's voice, Duan Jingchuan subconsciously swept a glance and quickly lowered his head again, nodding his head in an unnoticeable manner.
　　Feng La didn't intend to care about Duan Jingchuan's reaction, but instead said directly, "Do you know what it means to die in the morning and die in the evening?"
　　Although Duan Jingchuan had some personality problems over the years, the education he should have received and the books he should have read were not missing, so he was not interested in the topic of Fengla.
　　To die at the same time is nothing more than to say that, in order to pursue the essence of things, as long as one gets the right answer, one has no regrets even though one dies. Only, this understanding cannot be declared.
　　Duan Jingchuan became even more inferior, unable to give the girl happiness, even ordinary conversation could not be done, what else could he do?
　　However, Feng La didn't want Duan Jingchuan to say the answer on his own, but instead took it upon himself to continue.
　　"It means go look out for me on my way to your house in the morning so I can kill you with a hammer at night and be done with it."
　　Snapping, the chopsticks in Duan Jingchuan's hand fell down for some reason, the whole person was a bit dumbfounded, as if he hadn't thought that this sentence could still be understood in this way, strange and strange, but there is still some truth to it, saying that where it's not right and can't say it.
　　Seeing that the aura around Duan Jingchuan was destroyed, Feng La continued drying her rice with peace of mind.
　　She didn't know why that phrase could make someone change their face, except that subconsciously she'd heard someone say it, and now she was just repeating it, and it worked pretty well.
　　In fact, if the sentence was interpreted in the same way as she understood it, was there anything wrong with it?
　　Fengara blinked and continued drying her rice.
　　I didn't expect that just when I wanted to put the water fried buns into my mouth, I heard a trembling voice sincerely asking, "World Son Consort, what does it mean to learn from the past and understand the new?"
　　Looking at the housekeeper Old Li's eager eyes, those trembling hands, Feng La also expressed great excitement, equally excitedly looking at Old Li, and thought that she had met a like-minded person.
　　Feng La replied with an expectant face, "Looking at the long-dead body of his deceased friend, he knew what kind of person he was going to be in the afterlife."
　　As soon as the words fell, I didn't expect Old Li to tremble even more seriously, as if his entire body was massaged by a fascia gun, every inch of his skin was shaking in earnest.
　　Old Li didn't answer Feng La whatsoever, but instead said to Duan Jingchuan with a pained look on his face, "Your son, I'll hire a most strict gentleman for your son's consort." After saying that, the whole person trembled and went down.
　　Fengla said she didn't quite understand the development of this set up, why ask her questions and not answer her? Could it be the wrong code word? No, isn't that what it means?
　　Feng La looked back at Duan Jingchuan and surprisingly found that in Duan Jingchuan's eyes, there was a trace of sympathy for her.
　　What the hell is sympathy? Your father doesn't need sympathy.
　　"Husband, am I not understanding correctly?"
　　Duan Jingchuan's face became even more complicated, but he still gave Feng La affirmation.
　　Feng La's head definitely couldn't come up with the concept that a double affirmation was a negation, and she simply assumed that Duan Jingchuan agreed with her, happily continuing to dry her rice.
　　Duan Jingchuan also had a rare moment where he didn't think east and west, but instead thought seriously about how to improve his wife's learning.
　　After Feng La finished eating, with a relieved face, she patted her husband's shoulder through the air, "Husband, it is said that early birds have worms to eat, and early worms are eaten by birds, now I need to go and make up for my sleep again, don't look for me if there's anything to do." After saying that, he went back to sleep, leaving Duan Jingchuan alone with a complicated face.
　　After a while, the housekeeper Old Li came over, "World Son, World Consort's cultural level seems to be a bit... if she goes out to socialize, I'm afraid it's a bit inappropriate."
　　Old Li said very implicitly, simply did not straight wobbly said, this world son consort than a big old man still big old man, how can represent the marquis face, this to go out, the face will be lost by her.
　　Facing the more familiar Lao Li, Duan Jingchuan was still able to say a word, sort of a warm voice with a few more points of indefinable self-deprecation, "She didn't dislike me."
　　The old Li's eyes sank when he heard this, how his Shi Zi was such a gentle person, how did he become like this.
　　"I know, I will hire a good gentleman to teach the World Prince Consort, please rest assured." He would definitely do a beautiful job of educating the World Consort.

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