She had only had her menstrual period twice since she had traveled so far, and he actually remembered it.
Feeling panicked, I quickly asked: "Fu Ciyi, do you like me?"
Fu Ciyi glanced at her: "Are you kidding me?"
"But how do you remember it so clearly?" Yan Funing tilted her head and looked at his expression carefully.
He looked like he was looking at a fool. She felt relieved, but suddenly felt something was wrong and shouted, "Why are you looking at me like this?"
"I have a good memory, even if I don't want to remember it." He lowered his eyes and said softly, "The most important thing is that I am afraid that something will happen suddenly after you enter the mountain, so why don't I carry you down the mountain?"
Yan Funing muttered in a low voice: "I'm not heavy, you are so strong, you won't be tired if you carry me down the mountain, right?" The volume suddenly increased, "Besides, I don't want you to carry me."
Fu Ciyi choked and was speechless.
Yan Funing glared at him, stepped up her steps, and walked in front of him.
He walked up the mountain with big steps and kept mumbling: "When my leg was injured, who hugged me so many times without my consent. If my future husband finds out, he will definitely be jealous."
Fu Ciyi snorted coldly and said in a low voice: "Do you think you can find a new husband if you make peace with me?"
Yan Funing heard this and turned back angrily: "You said I can't get married in the future?"
"Didn't you say that I can win the first prize, and also win the first prize? Who dares to marry the wife of the first prize winner, huh?"
His last voice rose, with a bit of confidence and a bit of mockery.
Yan Funing's little face showed displeasure, and she had forgotten the most important point——
If he can win the first prize and become a powerful minister, who would dare to marry his ex-wife if he uses some tricks?
Even if they reconcile, she still has to look at his face.
"Fu Ciyi, our relationship has eased a lot, right? I will cook for you, make bags for you, and I will sew clothes for you after a while..."
The man looked back at her calmly: "What do you want to say?"
She sneered: "After reconciliation, you can't use power to oppress others."
"Who are you oppressing?"
"Me and the people around me."
Recognizing that the "people around me" she mentioned were probably her future husband, Fu Ciyi said coldly: "We'll discuss it later."
"Why do we need to discuss it again?" She walked back to him.
She was about a head taller than him, and because she was on a hillside, she was standing higher than him at the moment, and the sight distance was unexpectedly shortened.
The man had a high nose, thin lips, and auspicious eyes as deep as the sea, looking back at her quietly.
Yan Fu sighed that she didn't live up to expectations and didn't have the courage to look at him, and her long eyelashes drooped.
"After the divorce, I may not necessarily marry again. Of course, if I meet someone good, I will naturally consider getting married again. By then, our grudges should be resolved, right?"
She had never said the last sentence before, but she took great courage to say it this time.
The man said calmly: "Now you are my wife, and we have been sleeping together in the same bed for nearly three months. For this alone, I should be responsible for you."
Yan Funing was stunned for a long time and then said: "Just on the same bed, doing nothing, so you don't have to take responsibility."
But the man insisted: "I slept with you for nearly three months and you should be held responsible."
Hearing this, Yan Funing's eyes widened in shock: "Fu Ciyi, do you know what you are talking about? What do you mean by sleeping with you for nearly three months?"
The man still said quietly: "From now on, when you look for a husband, don't worry, I will help you check his status, education and conduct."
The implication is that she cannot remarry without his permission.
Yan Funing's face turned red with anger: "Let's sleep separately tonight."
Fu Ciyi knew how to handle her, and said coldly: "Okay, you sleep on the floor."
"I don't want to sleep on the floor. I'm going to squeeze in with Caiyu."
"I have no plans to sleep in separate rooms with my wife."
Yan Funing frowned, bit her teeth, and said angrily: "Fu Ciyi, let me tell you, I'm angry, and I want to curse!"
The man's expression was indifferent: "You can scold me all you want, it's not like I haven't heard it before."
There is no one scolding someone more harshly than in the book Funing was angry and annoyed, walking very fast with her legs pumping.
Suddenly, the sole of his foot stepped on a wooden stick, and his delicate body staggered. One foot slid down, but the other foot was nailed in place.
The two legs instantly appeared in a split position...
Fu Ciyi shook his head, took a few steps over, put his hands under her armpits, and lifted her upright.
Yan Funing slapped his hand away: "I don't want you to help me."
"you sure?"
Fu Ciyi asked, stretched his foot under her leg, and hooked her ankle...
Her legs spread again.
"Fu Ciyi, you villain!"
She finally cursed, and just as she was about to fall to the ground, he grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up.
Her throat was pinched by her clothes, and Yan Funing coughed: "Cough, cough, cough, my feet hurt again."
If she continues to fight with him, she won't get any good results, so she'd better show weakness at the right time.
As expected, Fu Ciyi's expression darkened and he helped her sit down on a clean stone.
After taking off her shoes and socks, he checked and found that her legs and feet were fine. He looked at her deeply with his cold eyes.
Yan Funing felt guilty for a while, thinking that it was time for him to expose her.
Unexpectedly, he helped her put on her shoes and socks, grabbed her arm and put it on his shoulder.
"If you don't want me to hug you, why don't I carry you back home?"
The man has a clear voice.
Yan Funing hurriedly stopped her hand and confessed in a low voice: "I actually lied to you, my feet don't hurt."
The man chuckled: "I know."
Yan Funing moved her lips but said nothing.
It turned out that he was waiting for himself to admit it.
She is really thoughtful, she is no match at all.
Fu Ciyi straightened up: "Are you still going to the deep mountains and forests?"
"Go, go, go naturally."
Yan Funing is still happy to be able to enter the mountains.
However, it was difficult to find traces of Ganoderma lucidum. The two of them walked up two hills in a row and looked at all the cliffs, but they couldn't find it.
"Ganoderma lucidum is rare after all. The one you found this morning was definitely not easy."
Fu Ciyi said: "I have indeed traveled a lot, and there is also some luck involved."
Yan Funing took out a small shovel from the basket and searched the ground.
Seeing this, Fu Ciyi asked her: "Yan Funing, what are you doing?"
She gathered up the skirt of her skirt and squatted down: "You're already here, so you can't go back empty-handed, right? I'll dig up some medicinal materials."
With her little strength, Fu Ciyi couldn't stand it. He squatted opposite her and stretched out his hand: "I'll do it."
Yan Funing was not polite and gave him the shovel.
Looking at the shovel, which was only half the size of a palm, Fu Ciyi gritted his teeth and said, "Can't you get a bigger one?"
Yan Funing stood up and looked surprisingly funny at how tall he was, holding a small shovel.
Then he couldn't help but laugh out loud: "The bigger ones are so tiring to carry all the way. Besides, the medicinal materials must be dug carefully, not the ground."
"Okay, you have a point." After a while, he dug out something like a tree root and showed it to her, "Is it a medicinal material?"
Yan Funing took the root, patted away the sand, and put it into the basket: "It's a medicinal material. The name of this medicine is Bupleurum."
The two of them walked while searching for vegetation on the ground.