The table is full of delicacies from mountains and seas, one of the characteristics of Tianxianglou, scallop vermicelli. The scallop meat was covered with a layer of vermicelli and minced garlic. Li Haitang ate several of them in one go.

She washed her hands in the water in the copper basin, and wiped her hands with a handkerchief. After a good table, it just fell apart.

"Miss, are you full?"

Xiao Lingchuan picked up a piece of grilled chicken wings for his wife, and poured another cup of tea, with a calm expression on his face.

He is cold-hearted and indifferent, and doesn't pay attention to the quarrels between other people's couples.

"It's okay."

Li Haitang stood by the window and looked down. The lanterns for the Hundred Flowers Festival hadn't been removed yet, and there were only two or three people on the street.

The figures of Zhang Ruyi and Lu Yuanqing are obvious.

Zhang Ruyi was injured and walked slowly, but Lu Yuanqing didn't step forward, keeping a close distance to follow.

Dim oil lamps are lit by common people's houses, forming a harmonious night scene with the rolling mountains in the distance.

"Ugh."

Li Haitang sighed, thinking from Lu Yuanqing's point of view, it was understandable, personal pursuits were different, and it was not necessary to change others' views forcefully.

"Husband, tell me, can Lu Erlian and Ruyi reconcile?"

The savage husband Junshen predicted, and Li Haitang asked his opinion.

"Not for a short time."

Xiao Lingchuan hit the nail on the head, Miss Zhang likes to pretend to be tough, pretending she doesn't care about fame, but in fact, she has paid a lot for Lu Yuanqing, and if she doesn't get the other's understanding, there must be a thorn in her heart.

Lu Yuanqing is the same, saying that he is not studying to be an official, but he attaches great importance to official position. Not only that, he also cares about face, has strong self-esteem, and is unwilling to be inferior to others.

He married Zhang Ruyi, and all he got was slander, saying that he was a **** who ate soft food. Presumably, these words were only able to be said through the strength of alcohol.

It's not that the husband and wife have no feelings. Along the way, they have experienced hardships and dangers together. They care about each other very much, but they can't save face.

"what?"

Li Haitang lowered her eyes, as Miss Zhang's dog-headed military advisor, she had to find a way to reconcile it.

Between husband and wife, the most taboo is the cold war. No one cares about the other. The misunderstanding will deepen and affect the relationship.

Lu Yuanqing has a lot to bear, and the Zhang family's eyes are supercilious, as is Zhang Ruyi, the magistrate's daughter, who obviously can have a better way out.

The two clearly value each other, but they are just as stubborn!

"You're always worrying about other people all day."

There was no one on the third floor, Xiao Lingchuan hugged his wife in his arms, and gently pecked her red lips.

Li Haitang drank Baihua wine, his complexion was ruddy, the aroma of wine was spitting out of his mouth, his eyes were watery and full of affection, which made his lower body hot, and he looked up again.

Don't worry about others, their husband and wife are now facing an important problem.

"Husband, if I don't do well, you have to criticize me."

Li Haitang felt that a small misunderstanding between husband and wife would cause mutual harm. There are times when her upper lip touches her lower lip, so she can't get carried away just because her savage husband dotes on her.

In this way, you can only do more and more outrageous, and take everything for granted.

"I'm different from Lu Yuanqing."

Talking about this issue, Xiao Lingchuan patted Li Haitang's head, his expression became more serious.

He will not have the mind to eat soft food, he can afford to support his own wife, and will give her the best life.

As for the incompatibility in the eyes of others, it will not cause him any harm. His heart is small, and the number of people he cares about is limited. He can't control what others say.

"Husband, that's fine, why should we care about the worldly eyes!"

Li Haitang felt that sometimes she was burdened by fame and did things she didn't like very much. The living Bodhisattva who saved lives and healed the wounded was just an illusion.

Vanity is at the root of her problem, she still cares about the evaluation of outsiders, but the savage husband is different, he is a person with a truly strong heart.

Teng Teng Teng, the couple was about to have a little intimacy when heavy footsteps came from downstairs.

Li Haitang got up and sat down on the chair beside her. She thought that Zhang Ruyi and his wife had returned.

"Miracle Doctor Li."

Song Mo was lying on the bed, carried by two servants in front and behind, and went straight up to the third floor.

His appearance like this startled the guests downstairs.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to stop the young master's family, so he could only turn a blind eye and pretend he didn't see it.

Song Mo closed his eyes, and there was a white sheet covering it. Those who didn't know it thought it was a dead body.

"To hide my shame, I did it to hide my shame!"

Song Mo explained to Li Haitang.

Li Haitang had black lines on her face. She admired the dresses designed by Song Mo very much. If he could open a tailor shop, the business would be booming.

All the dresses on the stage that day were designed by him.

"Miraculous Doctor Li, Brother Xiao."

Song Mo was not two years younger than Xiao Lingchuan, he clasped his fists at the two of them, and was still lying on the door panel.

The hero saved the beauty yesterday and hurt his bones. Now when he sits up, his waist hurts like a needle prick.

His father, Mr. Song, thought he had hurt his kidneys, so he spent a lot of money to buy a deer whip to invigorate his kidneys.

Song Mo is the only child of the Song family, so he must not lose his incense!

He had a long talk with his father yesterday and confessed Liu Xian'er's privacy. Anyway, with Gu Wan, the troublemaker, he couldn't hide it!

"Father, don't count on your son, why don't you take another eighteen-bedroom concubine and give me a younger brother?"

Song Mo said very sincerely, "Don't worry, I swear to God, I will never compete with my brother for family property!"

He wanted to leave the precious deer **** to his father. Right now, his father should need it more.

"Bastard! You don't want to marry that man and woman!"

Master Song was furious. Even if it was a girl in the village, as long as his son liked it, he would welcome him in without saying a word. He had only one request for his future daughter-in-law, a girl, live!

Marrying Liu Xian'er, the Song family was ridiculed, how could they gain a foothold in Licheng?

Just four words, absolutely impossible!

Song Mo was very sad. Is it necessary to sever the relationship between father and son in order to achieve this marriage?

He thought deeply about how he would support his wife if he was kicked out of the gate.

He doesn't care about Liu Xian'er's body, she is very pure from the bottom of her heart, and she is by no means the monster that others say.

Song Mo didn't have time to think too much, Master Song told his mother about his support for taking concubines, so her mother came to the door angrily with her maid, chattering and educating him for several hours.

There is a concubine, Mrs. Song has nothing to do, but someone wants to fight for the family property, sorry, there is not a copper coin.

"Miraculous doctor Li, I know your bodhisattva's heart, can you help me?"

Song Mo lay in bed for a day, and when he heard that Li Haitang was eating at Tianxianglou, he hurriedly sent someone to bring him over to meet him.

"Help you for what? Do you want to be a matchmaker?" Li Haitang was speechless. She is a doctor, not a matchmaker. The Song family's disapproval of this marriage is understandable. After all, Liu Xian'er's intersex body, perhaps the woman's organs, is not mentioned. Immature and infertile.