The mistress died of overwork, and after rebirth, she was bad at raising her cubs

Shen Qinglan was stunned and dazed for a while before he understood where the home Feng Yuwan was talking about was.

"My parents are just ordinary people, but they treat me very well. Our family conditions are average, but my parents always give me the best."

"My parents always say that I am here to collect debts from them, saying that I am so old and don't even have a partner. What should I do when I get old?"

"They always like to nag, but I'm not worried at all, because I know that they love me the most in the world, but now..."

"I disappeared. I might have died in that world. What should they do? I miss them so much... Will they blame me? Wuuwuwu..."

Feng Yuwan cried bitterly as she spoke.

Feng Yuwan had never dared to think about these things before, but now, either because it was late at night and there was no one around, or because this snowy night was filled with a hint of sadness, she couldn't help but miss home.

She lay in bed and fell asleep, and when she woke up again, she became a different person.

Even Feng Yuwan didn't know whether her body was dead or alive.

Sometimes Feng Yuwan also suspected that she was dreaming. Perhaps all this was just a dream. Maybe when she woke up, she would go back?

Shen Qinglan listened to Feng Yuwan's story, sighed, patted Feng Yuwan's back with pity and said:

"How could they blame you? Since you said they love you the most in this world, then as long as you are safe, they will be happy no matter where you are. As parents, we only want our children to be safe and happy."

Shen Qinglan's voice was so gentle that Feng Yuwan felt as if her heart was soothed when she heard it.

Feng Yuwan didn't say anything else, but just held Shen Qinglan tightly and didn't let go.

Feng Yuwan felt that Shen Qinglan's body was warm and fragrant, as if it had the ability to make people feel at ease, and she didn't want to let go.

Seeing that Feng Yuwan didn't say anything, Shen Qinglan didn't say anything either, but just patted her back gently.

After a long while, Feng Yuwan finally calmed down. She then stood up from Shen Qinglan's arms embarrassedly, wiped the tears from her eyes, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Princess, I'm sorry to trouble you."

Shen Qinglan smiled and shook his head, took her hand and said:

"Want a drink?"

"have a drink?"

"Well, I'm curious about your world and your home. Maybe you'll feel better if you tell me about it?"

Feng Yuwan had always guessed that Shen Qinglan must know about her, but she didn't dare to mention it. But at this moment, Shen Qinglan's words confirmed this.

Feng Yuwan hesitated for only a moment before choosing to believe Shen Qinglan and nodded immediately.

Some things will eventually get worse if you keep them in your heart.

Feng Yuwan knew that she was not the kind of person who could keep her thoughts to herself, but because this era was still too unfamiliar to her, she could only force herself to fit in.

However, if from now on there is someone in this world who knows where she comes from, it would make Feng Yuwan feel happy.

Besides, she believed that Shen Qinglan would not harm her.

Shen Qinglan had someone heat up some wine and pulled Feng Yuwan into the warm room. The two of them drank while listening to Feng Yuwan's story.

Although Shen Qinglan had always had some guesses about Feng Yuwan's world, he was still shocked when he heard Feng Yuwan's detailed description of the new world.

Gender equality? Equality in education? A car with four wheels that can run without a horse? And a bird that can carry people into the sky?

The more Shen Qinglan listened, the more she felt that Feng Yuwan's world was truly beautiful.

While Shen Qinglan was feeling envious and yearning, it seemed as if a small seed was beginning to take root and sprout in his heart.

She knew that although that world was beautiful, it was not something Dayong could achieve. However, she would work hard to make Dayong move towards that direction.

If it doesn't work in this life of hers, then it will work in the next generation, and the next generation. One day, the world that Feng Yuwan talked about will become their world.

Shen Qinglan and Feng Yuwan talked for a long time, and by the end, they both drank a little too much.

Huo Zhanting waited in the house for a long time but no one came back. After asking the servants, he found out that Shen Qinglan, who had promised to come back soon, had actually taken Feng Yuwan out for a drink.

Huo Zhanting was so angry that he laughed.

It seems that a husband of his age is not as attractive as Feng Yuwan?

Huo Zhanting waited for half the night, but couldn't wait any longer, so he simply ran to the warm room.

As soon as he entered the warm room, Huo Zhanting was almost frightened.

I saw Feng Yuwan pulling Shen Qinglan there... dancing?

It should be dancing, right?

It just looks like the dance moves are a bit weird. It's more like shaking the head and swaying the body like a madman.

His wife's face was flushed with red, her eyes were blurred, and she let Feng Yuwan pull her and jump there with a smile on her face.

"Hurry up, hurry up! Yo yo yo!"

"Princess, can I call you a microphone?"

"Pine and cypress, the more they try to cover themselves, the more obvious they become. Heavy snow, frost falls. Outside the Great Wall, drifting to the north, the goshawk lands on the Songhua River..."

Huo Zhanting thought the slogans Feng Yuwan was shouting were strange, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He walked up to Shen Qinglan and grabbed her arm, pulling her hand out of Feng Yuwan's hand.

Seeing this, Feng Yuwan was stunned for a moment. Just when she was about to go crazy, Huo Zhanting hit her directly on the back of the neck with a knife.

Feng Yuwan's voice suddenly stopped and she slowly fell to the ground.

"Wan'er? What happened to Wan'er?"

Seeing this, Shen Qinglan seemed to sober up a little and staggered to help Feng Yuwan.

But just as she stepped forward, Huo Zhanting lifted her up horizontally, pinched her waist helplessly, and said:

"Miss Feng drank too much and fell asleep."

"Hmm?" Shen Qinglan's eyes were a little dazed, as if she was thinking about the truthfulness of Huo Zhanting's words.

Huo Zhanting looked directly at the maid outside the door and ordered:

"Send Miss Feng back to the house and take good care of her."

The maids nodded quickly and came up to carry the person away, and in no time at all they took the person away.

Seeing this, Huo Zhanting coaxed Shen Qinglan, "Look, Miss Feng drank too much. If she doesn't rest well, she will definitely have a headache tomorrow. You don't want to see her suffer, do you?"

Shen Qinglan, who was drunk, obviously reacted a little slower than usual. After listening to Huo Zhanting's words, he paused for a long while before saying:

"You lied to me."

"How did I lie to you?" Huo Zhanting asked with a smile.

"She wasn't drunk." When Shen Qinglan said this, she stared at Huo Zhanting with a hint of accusation in her eyes, as if condemning him.

It was only because she was drunk that even when she glared at people, she looked a little cute and adorable.

It was as if she had taken off her usual disguise as the steady, dignified mistress who was sure of everything.

Huo Zhanting had never seen Shen Qinglan like this before, and his heart couldn't help but beat fast.

"If your husband lied to you, how would you punish me, Princess?"

"Ok?"

Shen Qinglan stared at Huo Zhanting's face blankly, reached out her hand, gently stroked his cheek, and suddenly laughed.

Then she put her arms around Huo Zhanting's neck, raised her head and bit his lips.

Huo Zhanting groaned in pain from the bite, but his eyes became more dangerous.

After Shen Qinglan bit the person, she wanted to let go and leave, but Huo Zhanting had already reached out and grabbed the back of Shen Qinglan's head with a smile, brought her back again, and kissed her back hard.

The temperature in the warm room seemed to be gradually rising, making people feel like they were in a furnace.

She moves her wrists lazily, she bends down delicately, sweat drips down her face, her hair is messy and green...