Transmigrated into a goddess from another world, and criticized the King of Yan for loving her like

In fact, it was just as she said, with a soft and glutinous texture, and without the strange smell and mutton smell he had imagined. She had a good grasp of the taste and flavor.

Su Qian observed his expression and did not ask him how it tasted, because she felt that Lu Huan would not express his preferences to others, nor would he discuss these family matters with her.

Lu Huan and Yan Xuanye are people with two different personalities.

Yan Xuanye knew how to express himself. He would praise her and commend her, and would say appropriate words based on her expression and attitude.

Even when he is not in the right, he knows how to show weakness to please her. In short, he says one thing to one person and another thing to another person.

But Lu Huan was different. He was very depressed and might have a thousand ideas in his mind, but he might not say a word.

Not only is he not good at expressing himself, he is also very stubborn and arrogant. It is impossible to know what he is thinking or hear a few nice words from him.

As expected, Lu Huan's reaction made her smile freeze on her face.

He actually asked her: "If you become a mother in the future, will you wash your hands and cook for your child?"

Su Qian suddenly felt confused. This was a question she had never imagined. How should she answer it?

When the setting sun was covered by dark clouds, the first rain of autumn suddenly fell, the window curtains were rustled by the wind, and the crackling raindrops suddenly fell to the ground. The mood of the two people was like this sudden autumn rain...

Lu Huan looked at her with complicated eyes, calculating her thoughts in his mind. It was obvious that this question was beyond her consideration, but... why?

There is no woman who does not want to bear children for her husband, and the same goes for his mother.

Even if her husband doesn't love her or even treats her well, she has no regrets.

A wife must follow her husband, a woman must follow her husband wherever he goes; she seems to have never had the female thinking bound by feudal ethics.

She didn't have that kind of foolish thought, and even secretly used contraception after marrying Yan Xuanye. For her, if she didn't love someone, she didn't love him, and she wouldn't have a child for someone she didn't love.

Su Qian was more courageous and thoughtful than he had imagined, and she also possessed a kind of feminine strength that he had never seen before.

The woman disguised herself as a man and was obviously very scared, but she still went into Zhiyi City alone to find him.

If you try to stop the army from entering the city at night, you might be killed by frightened horses if you are not careful.

Even after he warned her with vicious words, she still dared to contact him and even lied to him, saying that she liked him.

Yan Xuanye loved her so much, but she was determined to betray Yan Xuanye and leave Zhiyi City with him regardless of the consequences.

The ultimate goal was just to get him to help her fulfill that inexplicable request.

To be honest, most people can't do this.

If she stayed obediently by Yan Xuanye's side, was protected by him and loved by him, she would be guaranteed a lifetime of peace, wealth and glory, but she didn't want it.

Not only that, she never thought about having a child or becoming a mother.

For their era, all of Su Qian's actions can be said to be bizarre!

What is she thinking and what does she want?

Neither of them spoke anymore, they just ate in silence. Su Qian would add more food to his plate from time to time, but she never answered his question.

The autumn rain had just stopped and the meal was over.

The maid came to clear the dishes and pushed open the door. A layer of small osmanthus petals fell on the wooden floor of the outer corridor, and the fragrance filled the yard.

Some osmanthus flowers fell into puddles, and some fell into water jars, which really looked like those four words - flowers in the mirror and moon in the water.

Everything is just an illusion.

"When I suddenly smell the fragrance of osmanthus, I realize that autumn has arrived." She murmured to herself.

Lu Huan looked at her suspiciously, only to see her somewhat disappointed back, "Why do you seem to have suddenly realized something?"

Su Qian did feel something.

She still remembers that she learned an article in elementary school called "Osmanthus Rain".

The article is extremely beautiful, but it was written during the darkest time of her life. At that time, she had lost her mother-in-law, and had been taken in by her adoptive parents, completed the adoption procedures, and lived in their home.

There are two sentences in the article that she remembers very clearly: "No matter how fragrant the sweet-scented osmanthus here is, it can't compare to the sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard of my hometown. So I remembered the "flower-shaking music" in my hometown during my childhood, and the waves of sweet-scented osmanthus rain that fell when it was shaken."

This article expresses the poet's longing for her family and hometown through the sweet-scented osmanthus. At that time, she was deeply moved when she read this article.

She missed the days with her mother-in-law. Although their life was poor, they were very happy.

Today, the same is true.

At that time, she did not think about whether she would cook for her children after becoming a mother, because her life was only about how to live for herself.

She is herself first, and then someone else's mother and wife.

If possible, she would like to make money in the future and donate to the orphanage to the best of her ability.

If she could make a lot of money, she would open an orphanage to help girls like her and her mother-in-law.

Just as her mother-in-law saved her, she can also save others.

This is what she wanted to do, not to marry a man, take care of her husband and children, and be trapped in the backyard for the rest of her life.

Su Qian was very clear about her own thoughts and expectations. She smiled falsely and said to him, "What can I feel? I'm just saying it casually."

"It's a pity to let these osmanthus flowers fall. It's better to use them to dry wine, make osmanthus cake, or brew tea."

She talked to herself, without needing Lu Huan's response, "Speaking of making tea..."

Su Qian turned to look at Lu Huan. Seeing that he was still staring at her, she couldn't help feeling a little uncomfortable. "Would you like to drink the first cup of milk tea in autumn?"

She thought she was really smart as she changed the topic very smoothly.

Lu Huan had never drunk any milk tea. In his opinion, milk was milk and tea was tea.

He had heard before that people in Fengyuan drink something called milk tea, but it tastes salty, and he couldn't associate milk and tea with the salty taste.

He was somewhat resistant at the moment, but inexplicably felt jealous because of her words, "Milk tea... a specialty of Yan Xuanye's hometown, the salty kind?"

"Why, he made milk tea for you? You liked it?"

Su Qian was confused by his series of questions. After a few seconds, she realized that he was jealous, and couldn't help but find it a little funny.

Her eyes narrowed as she laughed, but she didn't laugh out loud. Lu Huan knew that she wanted to laugh at him, but she was afraid that he would get angry, so she endured it.

He said impatiently, "If you want to laugh, just laugh. Why hold it back?"

Although he was impatient, one must say this sentence and his tone, impatience, but also indulgence and doting.

Su Qian stopped laughing and said to him, "It's a sweet drink from my hometown. There are many ways to make it, and it tastes great! Do you want to try it?"

Lu Huan said proudly, "Then... let's give it a try."