The Lady in the General’s Arms is a Bigshot in Mystic Arts

"You can't be too naive, you know? Why do you believe whatever others say!"

Song Yun's face was full of hatred that iron could not become steel.

The same thing happened that day in the women's hospital. When she went to tie her up, she just surrendered and let her get food.

How could it be so simple?

It’s all Xie Cheng’s fault!

It's all because Xie Cheng's identity is too dangerous, and Ah Fu was all involved by him!

"Some things can't be based on feelings, but some things should be based on feelings." Jiang Fu pulled Anle to sit down and said, "I believe her. If she says she doesn't like it, then she doesn't like it. Yandu is a handsome and unrestrained young man. There are so many handsome men. If the Eighth Prince doesn't work, just change him to another one. You can't hang yourself from a tree."

Song Yun was about to speak when she raised her eyes and saw two figures.

Jiang Shen also saw the two figures at the door, silently leaned next to Song Yun, and looked at Jiang Fu silently.

Jiang Fu and An Le had their backs to the door, and their slender green hands were still on An Le's shoulders. His voice was as clean and clear as a mountain spring, and he said clearly, "It's okay. If that man is not good, let's find another one!"

Song Yun: "..."

Jiang Shen: "..."

Two pairs of eyes raised and fell again.

Just when Jiang Fu was about to say something more, Song Yun suddenly raised her hand, covered her mouth and coughed violently.

"Cough cough cough——"

"Cough cough cough cough!"

Please stop saying a few words!

It's okay to say these things in private, but it's too dangerous to say such things in front of Xie Cheng!

Jiang Fu still had her back to the door. She looked at Song Yun who was sitting opposite and said, "What's wrong with the eldest princess? Mr. Jiang, please give her a glass of water."

Song Yun raised her hand and hit her chest: "Cough cough cough cough!"

Stop talking, stop talking!

Jiang Shen: "..."

He silently reached out, picked up the teapot, poured a glass of water and put it in front of Song Yun.

"Yes, yes, there are a lot of men. If it doesn't work, let's change." Song Yun pursed her lips and glanced at the tea cup in front of her, gently twitching the corners of her lips, and said, "The princess really needs to change to a man, Ah Fu. That’s not necessary.”

"I think General Xie is doing well."

Jiang Fu stood next to An Le, his fingers fell on An Le's blue clothes, and he was silent for a moment.

Anle sat there, as if thinking for two seconds, and then solemnly said, "Indeed, Ah Fu does not need to change."

Although she died early in her previous life, judging from the signs before her death, Xie Cheng had no other problems except being clingy.

There are very few people in Yandu who have only one wife in their family.

Xie Cheng sat in front of the door, his eyes fell on the slender figure, Yin Hong's thin lips opened slightly, and said, "What are you thinking about? I have been thinking for so long. Are you thinking of changing to some young talent in Yandu?"

Jiang Fu turned around after hearing his voice.

She curled her eyes and smiled happily, "Why are you back so soon?"

"Things went smoothly." Eleven pushed Xie Cheng in. Xie Cheng glanced at An Le and said, "That's why I came back early."

He was pushed in front of Jiang Fu, looked at the few empty plates left on the table, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Isn't there anything left? I'm hungry."

The man raised his head slightly and said again with a smile: "I want to eat~"

"There are still some vegetables left, how about I cook them for you?" Jiang Fu looked down at him and said, "But there's not much left, how about some noodles for you to mix with and eat?"

Xie Cheng squinted his eyes and nodded, placing his fingers on his abdomen and said, "Well, anything will do. I can support you very well."