Rebirth: Hou Men's Noble Wife

Nights always come and catch people off guard.

At this time, Dongyang Prefecture was quiet in a dark world.

A lamp was like a bean, and Bi Tao Xiaoyue and others who were serving retreated. Su Shiwan sat upright in front of the lamp alone.

The page of the miscellaneous collection in your hand is opened on one page, and the air is quiet and can only hear the sound of the pages or pages you are flipping through.

Dongyang Zhoufan came back from outside, left Liu Quan who had been officially following him, and went straight to Su Shiwan's garden.

"Mrs. It's already very late."

In Su Shiwan's room, she was the only one who looked at the book in her hand quietly and seriously, but suddenly a man's hoarse voice came out in this quiet space.

"Yes, it's getting late, and the person who should come should be here too."

Close the book in his hand, Su Shiwan twisted her neck slightly, which was already a little sore, and said softly, as if she was talking to the man who made the noise in the room, as if she was talking to herself.

Miao Chuan, who had been hiding in the dark, was he confused, was this young lady waiting for someone?

At this moment, a clear sound of footsteps came from outside the quiet Xiaodong Garden.

"This is the sound of a man's footsteps." Miao Chuan said, and the body hidden in the dark walked out, as if he was going outside to investigate.

"Miao Chuan, hide it. No matter what you hear or see, you will not be allowed to come out without my instructions." Su Shiwan immediately stopped Miao Chuan's actions.

"What?" Miao Chuan asked instinctively.

However, before Miao Chuan could get the answer she wanted from Su Shiwan, the footsteps outside had approached. Not to mention that Miao Chuan, who had been a personal guard of Dongyang Rui for many years, heard it, even

Su Shiwan could hear it clearly. The owner of the footsteps was outside the room at this time, waiting to push the door and enter.

Su Shiwan looked at her eyes and Miao Chuan's body was as lightning as lightning, and instantly disappeared in front of Su Shiwan's eyes.

Dong Yangrui looked at the lights in the room and was indeed not sleeping yet!

With both hands, the carved wooden lacquer door that was already closed was easily pushed open by Dongyang Zhoufan.

Looking at Su Shiwan, who was sitting upright in front of the table, and was neatly dressed, Dongyang Zhoufan approached, "It seems that the wife has already prepared for her husband?"

"Didn't you ask me knowingly?"

"Tell me, what you have gained today." Dongyang Zhoufan went straight into the theme.

Su Shiwan stood up and poured a cup of teapot with white background and blue and white on the table for Dongyang Zhoufan. "My husband, please try this new tea in Hangzhou City this year. The taste is very mellow."

"I don't know for my husband. It turns out that my wife still has the habit of drinking tea at night?" Dongyang Zhoufan looked at Su Shiwan's eyes. Is this deliberately opening up the topic? Could it be that the matter was ruined?

"You don't know much about Shiwan's affairs, Mr. Husband, but Shiwan sincerely invites you to learn more about it." She moved the teacup to Dongyang Zhoufan again, and Su Shiwan gently felt that she was so gentle.

Looking at the sails of Dongyang boats with a smile.

Dongyang Zhoufan's eyes just stayed on the teacup that Su Shiwan moved over for a few seconds, "Su Shiwan, I don't have so much time to accompany you around."

Facing Dongyang Zhoufan's tone that was obviously impatient, Su Shiwan's emotions on her face did not change at all, and her smile was still so gentle, and even her long black eyelashes did not tremble at all.

"My husband doesn't drink tea tonight, so how can you survive this long night? How can you give the emperor a place where his father dies, his spirits are depressed, haggard and his eyes are red and swollen?"

As he said that, his slender and white hands once again pushed the still steaming tea in front of Dongyang Zhoufan.

Seeing that Dongyang Zhoufan just looked at him with disbelief, Su Shiwan added a cup of tea to herself, "Don't worry, husband, not only Princess Baihua will help her husband, but even Prince Moyuan agreed to do so.

To help your husband, so, your husband only needs to play a haggard and grateful filial son tomorrow.”

As Su Shiwan's last note fell, a loophole appeared on Dongyang Zhoufan's emotions on his face, and then the loophole became even bigger.

"You mean, Princess Baihua and Prince Mo Yuan will help me now?" Because of excitement, Dongyang Zhoufan's tone trembled a little, and the temperature he breathed seemed to become more scorching and energetic.

"Yes, so, my husband tonight, have tea!"

"Su Shiwan, I did not read you wrong." Dongyang Zhoufan drank the cup of tea that Su Shiwan pushed over with excitement.

"My husband, you will know in the future that Shiwan will give you a lot of surprises." As if she was just remembering it, Su Shiwan finished speaking this sentence and saw that Dongyang Zhoufan was still excited, so she continued:

"Shiwan doesn't know... Where did this husband go today? Why did he come back so late? If Shiwan didn't think that going to the palace tomorrow is very important, Husband is now

I will definitely go home late, and Shiwan probably has a tea break as well."

Facing Su Shiwan's question, Dongyang Zhoufan's face stiffened for a moment, and his hands rubbed against the teacup with white background and green glaze, "No, it's nothing big, I just went out for some breathing. The mansion has been very depressed recently.

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"Oh~~~ So that's how it is. However, Mr. Husband, this father has left, so don't be too sad. The living people should still live well!"

Su Shiwan knew it in her heart, but she looked careless and worried.

Seeing this, Dongyang Zhoufan looked at Su Shiwan in front of him. The more he looked, the more he felt that Su Shiwan was not that bad, and her hands seemed to stretch out as if she felt it.

The sudden temperature from the back of his hand made Su Shiwan stunned and instinctively wanted to throw it over. Then, before the thought in his heart was taken into action, he was attracted by Dongyang Zhoufan's next words.

"Shiwan, you are so smart. At this time, I realized that you are really for my own good. For the sake of our Dongyang family, I will ask the princess and the princess. Thank you for your hard work for my future.

Don't worry, from now on, I will treat you well. Let you... let you be the real young lady of the Dongyang family."

The real young lady of the Dongyang family?

This sentence has been floating in Su Shiwan's mind.

A genius wants to be your wife of Zhoufan in Dongyang! I wish I could drink your blood and remove your bones. I, Su Shiwan, don’t care about your promises that seem to be giving alms.

The crazy hatred flashed in his eyes, and Su Shiwan seemed to be shy and lowered her head, "Mr. Husband, Shiwan did everything she should do. Shiwan said that she would help her husband reach the peak of power, then

Shiwan will definitely work hard in that direction and will never disappoint her husband."

Without a trace, Su Shiwan pulled her hands out of Dongyang Zhoufan's hand. She picked up the teapot and added a cup of tea to Dongyang Zhoufan. She still looked embarrassed and shy and lowered her head.

Unexpectedly, Dongyang Zhoufan did not give Su Shiwan a chance to escape. He stretched out his long arm and held Su Shiwan's hand again. His index finger and thumb were gently scrubbed in Su Shiwan's palm.

The trembling feeling from her body made Su Shiwan feel sick in her stomach.

There was a voice in my mind roaring and shouting, "Take away his hand and shake off his hand, this disgusting dirty thing!"

However, Su Shiwan's body trembled slightly, trying her best to make her voice sound as normal as usual, and Su Shiwan took a deep breath.

"Mr. Husband, you can't sleep tonight. Shiwan is going to get you a thicker dress. Although it's summer, the night wind this night still makes people feel cold."

As he said that, he wanted to pull out his hand and stand up to get clothes for Dongyang Zhoufan.

Unexpectedly, even if the voice that was controlled by Su Shiwan was slightly trembling. This is not nervousness, nor shyness, this is the trembling caused by the crazy hatred and disgust in Su Shiwan's heart.

However, Dongyang Zhoufan, who was sitting face to face, did not think so.

At this time, Dongyang Zhoufan used force in his hand and successfully stopped Su Shiwan from pulling back his hands. Looking at Su Shiwan who was lowering her head, Dongyang Zhoufan smiled.

"Shiwan, you don't have to be shy or embarrassed. I know, this is your first time, but we are husband and wife. Isn't it normal to do this? This is just our belated wedding wedding candle!"

Dongyang Zhoufan said, then stood up, walked around the table and walked to Su Shiwan's side. He grabbed Su Shiwan's hands and loosened them, waved his long arms and held Su Shiwan in his arms.

I felt a strong urge to escape, and I kept reminding myself to be calm and to find a way to find a way.

"That...that...that...that...that's husband, Shiwan should go and get you clothes!" She broke free from Dongyang Zhoufan's arms and said, "Su Shiwan's beautiful hibiscus face was already red with disgust and anger.

Unexpectedly, Dongyang Zhoufan did not give Su Shiwan a chance to leave, her arms were as strong as copper and iron. "I'm so hot that I'm not cold at all!"

As he said that, he lowered his head and wanted to kiss Su Shiwan.

Looking at the head that was gradually approaching her, Su Shiwan made a big alarm in her mind. Just as Dongyang Zhoufan's lips were about to be pressed on her lips, Su Shiwan suddenly turned her head. Dongyang Zhoufan's kiss fell on Su Shiwan

On the broken hair on the side of the ear.

"Mr. Shiwan, Shiwan is not ready to make this wedding night with her husband when she is filial to her father."

Deliberately increasing the word "filial piety", Su Shiwan felt that her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

When observing filial piety, the remaining conscience in his heart made Dongyang Zhoufan pause slightly. Looking at Su Shiwan, who was blushing with her cheeks because of her shyness, Dongyang Zhoufan began to struggle in her heart.

**?Filial piety?