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"Miss, it's already been three days. It's not the same thing for you to shut yourself in your room. If Young Master bullied you, just say it. Little Mei will go back and seek the Old Master and Madam for you."

When Liang Yi heard the words' bullying ', he immediately became sorrowful. Not only did she randomly teleport away, she even put on a delicate body. She even wished she could say a few more words. Who else could save her other than the Great Firmament Deity?

After knocking for a long time, the door still didn't open. Little Mei paced around the room anxiously. On the first day of their marriage, Young Master was chased out of his room by Miss. This door was locked for three days without anyone listening. Little Mei was puzzled. In the past, Miss couldn't wait to stick close to Young Master for even a minute. How could she turn her back on the marriage and not even let her in? She even kicked her, the little girl who accompanied her, out.

At this moment, the originally clean and tidy room was a complete mess. Liang Yi was standing in front of his desk, furiously writing. The Xuan paper was spread all over the table, and countless pieces of scrap paper were strewn all over the floor. The black ink was splattered everywhere, and even her clothes had not been spared.

The way she held the brush was very strange. It was unlike the elegant and graceful style of a normal girl, who seemed more like she had a grudge with a brush. The fine wolf hair had been grinded down to a few strands.

"Little Mei!" With a "pa" sound, Liang Yi threw the brush in her hands and shouted towards the door. This was already the last pen in the room, and the poor writing made Liang Yi very unhappy. He had never thought that one day he would encounter such a situation.

"Miss, you called me?" Hearing that there was movement inside, Little Plum immediately perked up.

"Go and find me a thin wooden stick. Get it straight and hard."

"Huh?" Little Mei laid on the door and sealed it. There was no light in the room, so she couldn't see anything. "Miss, what do you need a wooden stick for?"

"Aiyo, stop asking. Hurry up and find them. If you really can't find them, bring out two chopsticks." "Oh yeah, get me another bowl of ink."

Little Mei answered and ran away. The room was a mess. Liang Yi raised his head and drank a cup of water. He collapsed onto the chair, his mind was in a mess, even more confused than this room.

It had been three days since she discovered that she had been transported here. During these three days, she had done nothing. She only thought of one thing — how to escape from this tall mansion.

Her current husband was a general, and her father-in-law was also a general as well, and any one of them could easily cripple a person's leg. Due to her concern for her safety, she had to think carefully, she couldn't possibly leave the mansion before she did, the person was gone. The most important thing was that Jiang Haoran was still waiting impatiently for her to marry in the twenty-first century.

After mulling over it for a long time, he still couldn't come up with anything. No matter what, he had to write this down first. He had to respect the rules of the game.

Just as he was thinking about how he should write, the sound of footsteps could be heard outside the door. The footsteps grew closer and finally stopped at the door. Little Mei, who went to find a stick, has come back. Liang Yi rushed to open the door, but before she could open it a crack, the door was pushed open by a powerful force. She could not dodge in time and was pushed to the ground.

His butt heavily hit the ground. Liang Yi bared his teeth and was about to curse, but when he raised his head, he froze on the spot. Dressed in a white robe that resembled a god, the midday sun shone in from behind him, causing her to be unable to see his face, but she could still remember his figure. It was the newlywed husband she had kept out of her sight for three days, Chang Yuanzhao.