In the main wing, Ye Yanran leaned against the back window, looking at a pond in the backyard, which had formed a layer of ice, and the plum blossoms around the pond were blooming one by one. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of the door being pushed open, the sound of a man's boots falling to the ground, pierced my ears.

A pair of healthy arms wrapped around Ye Yanran's thin waist from behind, Huang Fuchen leaned close to his head, covered the woman's ear, and said in a low voice, "Why don't you eat it?" ”

"I'm full." Ye Yanran was hugged by this man, a little stiff.

"But I see you haven't eaten a few bites yet? Angry? Huang Fuchen took a bite of the woman's earlobe and grinded.

Ye Yanran hooked her lips and sneered, "It's just a meal, what's there to be angry about." ”

"They bullied you, so generous?" Huang Fuchen's palm rubbed along the woman's thin waist.

Ye Yanran pressed Huang Fuchen's palm with one palm, turned around, raised her eyes, glanced at the man, and said in a faint voice, "They are all your women, bullying me, this is with your permission, young marshal!" ”

Huang Fuchen's eyebrows were a little bright, and his fingers grinded the woman's lips, "Yan'er, you can complain to Ben Shuai, cry to Ben Shuai, or even be coquettish, Ben Shuai will protect you." ”

Ye Yanran hooked her lips and sneered, "Huang Fuchen, then it won't be me Ye Yanran." ”

Huang Fuchen saw the woman's stubborn expression, his entire chest seemed to be thrown into a flame, burning vigorously, and he lowered his head and bit the woman's lip, "Ye Yanran, do you know what attracts me so much?" ”

Ye Yanran raised her eyes instantly, "Young marshal, you can say it, Yanran must have changed!" ”

"Hehe~" Huang Fuchen smiled lowly, his fingers picked up the woman's slender chin, "Such a pretentious and high-minded look, ignoring it, not taking it right to look at this handsome, and playing a one-handed trick!" ”

Ye Yanran frowned slightly, looking at the man in front of her, "You said me?" Want to get away with it? ”

"Isn't it?" Huang Fuchen lowered his palm, his face was a little cold and arrogant, "When eating, then look at a table, it belongs to you Ye Yanran, an eighth aunt is the best at pretending, putting on a trick that advances and retreats, but it is actually a trick to attract the attention of this handsome!" ”

After Huang Fuchen finished speaking, he felt indescribably happy in his heart, as if he had found some inexplicable reason for himself, and his entire eyebrows were raised.

Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, looked at the arrogant man in front of her, trance for a moment, and said calmly, "Young marshal, how about making a cup of Qiu Ju tea for you, one cup a day?" ”

Huang Fuchen was puzzled and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?" ”

Ye Yanran turned her face and said in a calm voice, "A cup of Qiu Ju tea every day can clear your heart and eyes." ”

Huang Fuchen's deep eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the woman's widowed expression, and pinched the woman's chin at once, "Ye Yanran, are you scolding Ben Shuai around the corner?" ”

Ye Yanran calmly looked into the man's eyes, "I don't scold you, I just think that the young marshal is not lightly ill, first blind, and then the young marshal's brain is a little unclear, like he has hysteria, and he needs treatment even more!" ”

"Hysteria?!" Huang Fuchen bit the words coldly, and his sword eyebrows jumped with anger, "This handsome spirit is very good!" ”

The next moment, Huang Fuchen suddenly picked up the woman on the ground and walked towards the bed, "This cave room has been disturbed by you on the night of candles, and it has made a mess!" ”

The man's body pressed against the woman on the bed, his eyes facing each other, "Ye Yanran, it's time to make up for it!" ”

"A brute is a brute! You can estrus anytime, anywhere! Ye Yanran fell down heavily, and did not refuse the man on her body, she knew the physical gap, everything was in vain.

Huang Fuchen saw that the woman was neither humble nor arrogant, and she was fearless and fearless, and she was even more angry in her heart, and the whole person was about to explode!

"Ye Yanran!! To you! Ben Shuai doesn't mind being a brute! Huang Fuchen fell coldly, lowered his head and covered the woman's neck, and kissed fiercely.

Ye Yanran closed her eyes, her heart was nauseous, tears slipped down, and she ran down her cheeks, "Ah Zhuo... Azhuo... ”

A call came from the woman's delicate lips.

"You're a tramp;b!!" Huang Fuchen raised his head suddenly, pinched the woman's chin angrily, stared at Ye Yanran's tearful eyes, and shouted angrily, "Ye Yanran, what are you shouting?!! ”

Ye Yanran opened her tearful eyes and stared at Huang Fuchen, tears dripping on the pillow towel, and spit out word by word, "I'm calling Ah Zhuo." I miss him. I really miss him! ”

A burst of sour feelings welled up in my heart, and the grievances of the night all came up, and my emotions were excited, "Huang Fuchen, you forcibly occupied me!" But I tell you, you are taking my people! My heart will never belong to you! ”

Huang Fuchen's eyebrows jumped, his palms trembled and raised, and the green tendons wrapped around the back of the man's hand, jumping and jumping.

"Knock knock~~" A knock on the door fell, and Adjutant Chen stood outside the door, "Young marshal, it's three quarters of an hour in the afternoon, are you going to Qizhou?" ”

On the bed, Huang Fuchen glanced outside the door, looked down at the woman who was crying under him, and was upset for a while.

"Get up!" Huang Fuchen suddenly lifted Ye Yanran on the bed, "Clean up and go down to Qizhou!" ”

Huang Fuchen got out of bed, stretched out his hand to straighten the clothes on his body, and glanced at the woman on the bed, "Hurry up!" ”

"I don't want to go! I want to stay in Zhaoyang, there are still many patients waiting for me to save in the Western Medical Center. Ye Yanran sat on the bed and reached out to buckle the two buttons that had been unfastened.

Huang Fuchen turned around suddenly, a pair of eyes dyed red and angry, staring directly into the woman's eyes, "Ye Yanran, don't think that Ben Shuai doesn't know your careful thoughts, thinking about meeting Ah Zhuo privately?" Is that right? Well? ”

Huang Fuchen hooked the woman's chin, and her thin lips spit words.

Ye Yanran raised her lips bitterly, "He~~!" I do want to see Azhuo, but aren't you prepared? You sent someone to look at me, and you looked at Azhuo, didn't you? ”

Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, threw up his sleeves and left, "Pack up your clothes and set off immediately, don't say more!" ”

The door was pushed open, and Huang Fuchen went out with his feet heavy.

Ye Yanran left the bed, her mind was heavy, Ah Zhuo, how were you doing with your newlywed last night? It would be nice to see you again! But when I think of that Miss Jin, my heart hurts, my Ah Zhuo, I have been thinking about Ah Zhuo who has been in love for six years, is this fate over?

Ye Yanran hugged her head in pain, squatted on the ground, trembling all over, now, the matter has settled, and there seems to be no room for maneuver...

Ye Yanran sobbed for a while, the maid rose pushed the door in, looked at Ye Yanran who was squatting on the ground, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Miss, what's wrong with you?" ”

Rose helped Ye Yanran on the ground, "Miss, why are you crying?" Do you want to miss Zhuo Shao again? ”

Ye Yanran came back to her senses, wiped away her tears, and looked at Rose, "Why did you come in?" ”

"Aren't you going to Qizhou? The young marshal ordered me to help you pack your clothes and go down to Qizhou with you. ”

Ye Yanran realized something, and nodded weakly, "You clean up, just a few changes of clothes." ”

"Okay! Miss. Rose opened the closet, took out a braided suitcase, and packed her clothes.

"Miss, do you know that I just came from outside the courtyard, and the wives and maids outside all know that the young marshal is going to take you to Qizhou, there is a sour and vinegar smell, I walked from the east to the west of the Shuai Mansion, and there are no less than hundreds of pairs of eyes looking at me!" Rose said as she cleaned up.

Ye Yanran sank her eyebrows and said indifferently, "This deep mansion compound is a multi-room wife, and naturally people have many mouths, this little wind fluctuation can attract everyone's eyes and jealousy, the most ridiculous thing is that this man who is overlooked by the stars and the moon is jealous of this woman, as a kind of pride, a kind of self-righteous condescension, ridiculous, pathetic!" ”

Rose lifted the packed suitcase and stepped forward, "Miss, the luggage is packed, the young marshal's car is waiting outside the gate of the marshal's mansion, and those wives are also waiting there." ”

Ye Yanran pondered for a moment, "Let's go." ”

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Outside the gate of the Shuaifu, the four aunts and wives stood on both sides of the gate, and behind them stood a group of maids.

The two cars were parked at the gate of the Shuai Mansion, Huang Fuchen was dressed in an ice blue robe, wearing a soot and silver placket jacket, with a grim expression, behind his back.

A group of aunts and wives looked at the man who was about to go out, and they couldn't tell the loneliness and loss in their hearts, as if their hollowed out hearts urgently needed to be filled.

Ye Yanran was still wearing a plain maroon coat, and crossed the threshold of the Shuai Mansion, followed by a rose carrying a salute.

All the aunts and wives stared at Ye Yanran with the kind of eyes that were red with jealousy.

Huang Fuchen turned around, his eagle eyes gathered with lustre, and shot sharply at Ye Yanran, and a deep smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

In front of the car door, Huang Fuchen was about to step forward to pick up Ye Yanran, when a man flew on the road.

"Yes! Yet! "Huangfu Zhuo got rid of the guards and ran out of the Overseer's Mansion in a crazy way, all the way to the Young Marshal's Mansion.

"Zhuo... Ye Yanran turned sideways, and a pair of indifferent eyes instantly seemed to be lit up at night, blooming with excitement.

"Yes! I'm coming! Huangfu Zhuo ran towards Ye Yanran, his haggard face a little thinner.

Ye Yanran suddenly let go of Rose's hand and ran towards Huangfu Zhuo, "Ah Zhuo!" Azhuo! ”

Adjutant Chen was caught off guard by the soldiers, forgetting to block them, and everyone watched this scene in amazement.

"Yes. I miss you so much! I miss you so much. Huangfu Zhuo hugged Ye Yanran with both arms.

Ye Yanran threw herself into Huangfu Zhuo's arms, a familiar feeling filled her heart, and she cried out loud, "Ah Zhuo. I miss you so much. Azhuo, I regret it. ”

At the gate of the Young Marshal's Mansion, all the aunts and wives saw it, their eyes widened, and the aunts and wives who reacted a little bit all snickered.

"Tut-tut, this is in front of the young marshal, hugging and hugging other men, this eighth aunt is really out of line." The second aunt Tai Chen Wanwan said excitedly.

"Wanwan, look at the young marshal! That's all so angry that it breathes fire! The fourth aunt looked at Huang Fuchen even more excitedly.

The third aunt, Zhu Bilian, stepped forward, "It's not just spewing fire, I think it's killing intentions!" ”

Huang Fuchen's face was pale, his eyebrows were gloomy, and his palms were clenched with a clattering sound.

"Ye Yanran!!" Huang Fuchen roared angrily, and everyone was startled.

Huang Fuchen stepped forward and grabbed Huang Fu Zhuo's back collar, pulled it all open, and poured a fist into it without hesitation.

"Poof~~!" A mouthful of blood spurted out of Huangfu Zhuo's mouth.

"Huangfu Zhuo! Ye Yanran is your eighth sister-in-law! Huang Fuchen lifted Huang Fuzhuo's collar, and then raised a fist and poured it over.

"Poof~~!" Another mouthful of blood spurted out with saliva fluid.

"Huang Fuchen!! You stop!! Ye Yanran stepped forward in a hurry again, grabbed Huang Fuchen's neck with both arms, and choked it tightly all of a sudden, "Huang Fuchen, you go to die!" ”

"Young Marshal!!" When the wives at the gate of the Shuai Mansion saw it, they all ran over anxiously, "Young Marshal!" ”

"Ye Yanran!!" Huang Fuchen roared angrily, pushed Huang Fuzhuo away heavily, turned his hand and pinched Ye Yanran's thin waist, and lifted her up from the ground.

Ye Yanran couldn't stand the man's heavy hand, and the hands holding the man's neck suddenly let go.

"Ye Yanran, you cheap woman who doesn't know what to do, my Emperor Fuchen spoils you, not so that you can be presumptuous without scruples!" Huang Fuchen roared angrily, lifting the woman's waist.

Ye Yanran's feet left the ground, and she kept kicking, her thin waist was held in the palm of the man's hand, and she tightened in pain.

"Huang Fuchen! Bullshit young marshal! Bandits and robbers! You hurt Ah Zhuo a point, and I, Ye Yanran, respect you! Ye Yanran gritted her teeth and spit out words.

"Huang Fuchen, let go of Ran'er!" Huangfu Zhuo suddenly got up from the ground, and his eyes were red with anger.

Huang Fuchen lifted Ye Yanran's thin waist and stared at Huang Fu Zhuo, "Ah Zhuo, now Ye Yanran is Ben Shuai's eighth aunt, if Ben Shuai wants to pinch her flat, knead it round!" There's nothing you can do! Get back to the Overseer! ”

"Huang Fuchen! I'm fighting with you! Huang Fuzhuo was like an enraged lion all of a sudden, and the whole person pounced on Huang Fuchen.

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