Ever since Meng Xifeng met Fu Jingrou who was taken home by his aunt, he would dream from time to time of her being in Meng's house, lingering on the bed and dying in depression.
That scene was so real that the tears that Fu Jingrou shed when she died seemed to hit the apex of his heart, so that Meng Xizhen's heart throbbed when he thought about it.
At the age of thirteen, Meng Xizhen held up his eyelids with his fingers, thinking that as long as I couldn't sleep, Sister Fu would not die and I would not suffer from heart disease.
When Meng Xizhen was fourteen years old, he discovered that even if Sister Fu was frowning, his chest would feel tight. Could it be that he also had a heart disease?
Later, it was spread in the house that Miss Fu was lonely and helpless. Unlike Miss Zhang, who had the support of an old lady, it was okay to be the concubine of the Marquis.
Meng Xizhen was so angry that he gritted his teeth, feeling that no one in the world could be more suitable to be his... Mrs. Hou except Sister Fu.
Everyone in the capital said that Lord Meng Xiaohou was a domineering demon king, but Fu Jingrou thought he was very good.
It's hard to live with others and gossip, but the place with Meng Xiliang is her hometown.
Intention: This place of peace of mind is my hometown