Chapter 120: If You Are Well-behaved, You Will Never Marry Again
"Are you still a girl?" Huang Fuchen leaned close to his face and asked a little wickedly, his eyes full of banter. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, then lowered her head, looked a little lonely, and fell back in a low voice, "No... ”
After a while, Ye Yanran finished dressing, got out of bed, raised her eyes to look into the man's eyes, and suddenly remembered something.
"Huang Fuchen, that... There's something I've always wanted to tell you. Ye Yanran moved her lips.
Huang Fuchen turned his head to look at the woman and raised his lips with interest, "What's the matter?" Look at how nervous you look. ”
"I'm not nervous, it's you who should be nervous, it's the last time I went to the study before I escaped, I happened to meet the seventh aunt Zhao Feng inside, she seems to have been sent by someone else...
Ye Yanran paused, raising her eyes to observe the man's reaction.
Huang Fuchen's expression was gloomy, the corners of his lips were filled with a deep smile, and he looked at the woman in front of him, "And then?" ”
Seeing the man's calm reaction, Ye Yanran was surprised, "You... Aren't you going to check on her? I'm just telling you, if you don't believe me, I can't help it. ”
Huang Fuchen hooked the woman's thin waist with his arm and approached his face, "Are you worried about me when you tell this?" Worried that Ben Shuai is in danger? ”
Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Of course it's not because of you, I'm just worried that she will steal key information, which will be unfavorable to our town army when the time comes!" ”
Huang Fuchen snorted lightly, hooked the woman's thin waist and walked outside, "Don't worry, Zhao Feng is just a clown who jumps off the beam, keep it, and have a place to get her." ”
Ye Yanran listened, stopped, looked sideways, and looked at the man's side face carefully, "Huang Fuchen, you wouldn't know her identity very early, right?" ”
Under the eaves of the corridor, Huang Fuchen's gaze fell on the woman's cheeks, and he smiled as deep as a blur, "From the first time she entered the study of the Shuai Mansion, Ben Shuai has known that this Shuai Mansion does not seem to be heavily guarded, how many eyeliners are in secret, how could she have known that this Jin Sihan's vision of selecting people is really poor, and such a stupid woman can also be sent to be a fine soldier!" ”
"Jin Sihan... Ye Yanran muttered, thinking in her heart, it turned out to be Jin Dashuai's person, but his vision for choosing people was really poor.
Ye Yanran thought for a while, then looked at Huang Fuchen again, "So you don't even enter her room?" ”
When Huang Fuchen heard this, he raised his eyebrows with a smile, and his cold eyes were a little tender, "Yan'er, what do you think?" ”
Ye Yanran lowered her eyes calmly, "I guess so." ”
"Hahaha~~!" Huang Fuchen laughed wildly, stretched out his hand and put his hand on the woman's shoulder, "Yan'er, it's good to think like this, Ben Shuai asked you to come to Qizhou, I just want you to warm the bed, this Zhao Feng can't be used... “
Huang Fuchen bent down and hooked the woman's chin, "Ben Shuai can naturally only use you alone." ”
Ye Yanran's whole chest was full of anger when she heard this, she thought she was something, she turned her face away at once, and said angrily, "Young Marshal, you are in the Zhaoyang Young Marshal Mansion, and there are four beautiful ladies waiting for you, you can ask Adjutant Chen to send a telegram, and they will definitely rush to Qizhou." ”
Huang Fuchen rubbed the woman's thin waist, and said in a somewhat playful tone, "The old man is not as good as the new man, you should understand this truth, Yan'er, right?" ”
Ye Yanran sank her eyes and looked sideways at the man, "Young marshal, in this case, you can marry another ninth aunt, the newcomer Yan must have beaten me." ”
Huang Fuchen's eyes contracted fiercely, he lowered his head and bit the woman's lip, let go, and his voice was hoarse, "Yan'er, you haven't tasted enough of it?" How to remarry? ”
Ye Yanran raised her eyes and looked at the man in front of her in a daze, her heart was alienated for a while, and she snorted coldly in her heart, it was really a man with little affection, it seems that this old man is gone, and it will not be long before the new person is happy.
Huang Fuchen's deep eyes caught the woman's expression, and he clung to it, wanting to see a trace of sadness.
"Yan'er." Huang Fuchen called softly, pulled his palms over the woman's shoulders, held them tightly, and smiled deeply in his eyes, "Yan'er, if you are well-behaved, you will always be a new look, and this handsome will promise you that you will never marry again!" ”
Ye Yanran snorted coldly, and pushed away the man's arms, "Young marshal, I advise you to marry again, so that you can satisfy your heart." ”
After the words fell, Ye Yanran turned around and walked towards the dining room, her mind was slightly sunk, she hated this kind of half-hearted and unrighteous man the most in this life, Huang Fuchen, what is he in his eyes, not worth mentioning!
The man Ye Yanran admires the most is his father, since his mother passed away, more than ten years, there is no other string, in fact, even if his father continues the string, he and his brother will be happy, he is old, there should be a woman to take care of him, but his loyal and unwavering love for his mother, so far he has moved himself, once upon a time, I thought I could marry a man like my father, Ah Zhuo...
Ye Yanran thought of Ah Zhuo, who was already married, and was sad, I don't know if he is doing well now? Did you reconcile with Miss Jin Qinse?
Huang Fuchen stood in place, behind his back, looking at Ye Yanran's distant back with a quiet gaze, his outstanding posture did not have the delicacy of the breeze blowing the willows, but more like the elegance of an orchid.
Huang Fuchen sank his heels, quickly caught up, grabbed Ye Yanran's arm with his long arm, and pulled hard, "Yan'er!" ”
"Angry?" Huang Fuchen took the woman into his arms, "Can you say it when you are angry?" ”
Ye Yanran looked at the man calmly with watery eyes and shook her head, "There's nothing to be angry about, I'm hungry and want to eat." ”
When Huang Fuchen saw it, a wave of loss welled up in his heart, and he couldn't say the hidden anger in his heart, the result he wanted was not like this.
"Let's go!" Huang Fuchen grabbed the woman's shoulders and was about to take a step, when he suddenly remembered something and stopped, "Yan'er, what did you do in the study that time?" ”
Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, and pondered for a moment, "Find the carved seal that belongs to your small characters, and think that you can get a pass." ”
When Huang Fuchen heard this, he hooked his lips coldly, "So you want to escape?" ”
"Yes!" Ye Yanran retreated without hesitation.
"Hehe~~!" Huang Fuchen smiled deeply, reached out and pinched the woman's chin, the luster at the bottom of his eyes was gray and incomprehensible, and his thin lips opened slightly, "Let Ben Shuai enter your house tonight, and this Bochen's carved seal will be under your control in the future, how about it?" ”
Ye Yanran's eyes were shocked, and her cold voice fell, "Faint Jun!" ”
"Hahaha~~!" Huang Fuchen laughed loudly, hooked one arm around the woman's waist, and walked towards the dining room.
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In the dining room, Zhao Fengyi saw Huang Fuchen and Ye Yanran entering, and stood up all of a sudden, smiling softly.
"Young marshal, sister Yanran, you are here, I haven't had dinner together for many days, what a coincidence today, this is the little hen soup."
After the words fell, Zhao Feng got up and began to serve a bowl of soup, and a bowl of soup fell in front of Huang Fuchen, with a coquettish voice, "Young marshal, you taste it, Xiaofeng personally cooked the soup." ”
Huang Fuchen was silent, took the bowl of soup, and drank it very naturally, Ye Yanran on the side looked at it, and felt more and more in his heart that this man's calm and calm concentration was not comparable to ordinary people, knowing that this woman was a slender woman, and she could get along so calmly.
"Sister Yanran, I'll also help you fill a bowl." Zhao Fenggang was about to reach out and take the bowl.
Ye Yanran pressed Zhao Feng's hand, "No need, I'll do it myself." ”
Zhao Feng withdrew his hand, a pair of delicate eyes seemed to look at Ye Yanran with deep meaning, and withdrew his hand.
The meal was eaten calmly, and from time to time Zhao Feng's coquettish voice could be heard, and the intentional or unintentional words seemed to invite Huang Fuchen into her room.
Ye Yanran really couldn't understand whether this woman was here to be an aunt's wife, or to deliberately approach Huang Fuchen, what was the purpose of such a flirtatious person.
After the meal, Adjutant Chen waited behind the door for a long time, Huang Fuchen changed into a military uniform, and the two went to the military and political hall one after the other.
When everything was calm, Zhao Feng approached Ye Yanran and said mysteriously, "Sister Yanran, why did you run away last time?" Why did you see that you were arrested, and the young marshal didn't do anything to you? ”
Ye Yanran came to her senses, this woman thought that she had stolen something before she escaped, and then smiled, "I didn't run away, I went back to my parents' house." ”
"Back to my parents' house? Where is your mother's home? I heard that you are from Zhaoyang? Zhao Feng asked.
Ye Yanran couldn't help but frown, this woman didn't even know that she was Ye Yanhai's sister, didn't she see it at the last dinner, why is this?
Ye Yanran nodded slightly, "Well, yes, I'm from Zhaoyang. ”
Ye Yanran perfunctory Zhao Feng, and quickly returned to the wing, always feeling that this Zhao Feng was a little weird, what was she hiding in the Young Marshal's Mansion looking for.
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In the dead of night, there was silence all around, and the lights were dimmed in the wings.
In the military and political hall, Huang Fuchen dispersed the crowd, walked towards the wing room with calm steps, stretched out his hand and knocked on the door, "Yan'er, are you sleeping?" ”
Ye Yanran had actually just fallen asleep, and she naturally heard such a knock on the door, but she didn't hear it and continued to close her eyes.
Huang Fuchen knocked on the door again for a while, but found that there was still no response, and was silent for a moment, "Yan'er, you open the door, I will hand over the exclusive engraving of Ben Shuai to you, how about it?" ”
Ye Yanran listened, suddenly opened her eyes, and the next moment she thought again, she didn't run away again, what would she do with carving, not to mention that she had to open the door by herself to usher in a fierce beast, but it still wouldn't work.
Huang Fuchen saw that the woman hadn't opened the door for a long time, and his heart was hot for a long time, pacing back and forth at the door, stroking his forehead, rubbing his head, just a hypocritical woman.
Huang Fuchen left with a heavy foot, and everything returned to peace.
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At dawn the next day, Ye Yanran got out of bed to wash, and Rose on the side cleaned up her dirty clothes.
"Knock knock!" There was a knock on the door, and Huang Fuchen stood on the side of the door, wearing an ice-blue robe and a silver-white cardigan, and entered the room with his back hand.
"Young marshal! Good morning! Rose hugged a pile of clothes and asked Huang Fuchen to say goodbye, and hurriedly exited the room.
Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, looked at the man who came to the room early in the morning, and said, "I'll go to the training camp in a while and show the soldiers with typhoid fever." ”
"There is a military doctor in the barracks, you don't have to be busy, I will take you to Nanshan in Qizhou this morning to see the plum blossoms, it is such a sunny day today, don't waste it." Huang Fuchen stepped forward to hold the woman's small hand, his eyebrows glowing with tenderness.
Ye Yanran glanced at the sunshine outside, her eyes drooped slightly, "You didn't go to the training camp yesterday, and you took me out to play today, the commander of the town army is so stylish, I'm afraid it will be affected?" ”
"No problem!" Huangfu Chenyun said lightly, hugged Ye Yanran and walked outside, "Ben Shuai wants to be a faint monarch for you, how about it?" Yan'er, do you feel honored? ”
Ye Yanran smiled coldly, "If this is the case and the heart of the king is disturbed, then I will be the eternal sinner of the Huangfu family." ”
"Hahaha~~!" Huang Fuchen laughed loudly, his mood was exceptionally good, although he didn't fall asleep with a woman these days, it seemed that there was a little harmony between them.
Out of the gate of the Shuaifu, a gorgeous carriage was parked, and Adjutant Chen, who was accompanying him, took off his military uniform and was dressed in civilian clothes, and greeted Ye Yanran, "Aunt Eight, good morning!" ”
Ye Yanran looked at Huang Fuchen and said in surprise, "Just the three of us going out?" Or by horse-drawn carriage? ”
Huang Fuchen raised his eyebrows, "Why not?" This is a mountain road to Nanshan, and the carriage is more convenient. ”
Ye Yanran thought about it, but suddenly remembered something, looked sideways at the man, and said suspiciously, "Young marshal, don't you need breakfast?" ”
When Huang Fuchen heard this, he held Ye Yanran's small hand with one hand, raised the palm of the other, and pointed to a small stall at the mouth of the alley in front of him, "The stall in front, I saw it last time, it is selling baked cakes and clear soup noodles, it looks good, go over and try it!" ”
Ye Yanran looked at Huang Fuchen in astonishment, "What will you eat?" ”
Huang Fuchen pulled Ye Yanran to walk, his voice was low, "Yes, but it was when I was a child." ”
Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, and looked sideways at the man's side face, the angular side face, the handsome nose bridge, and the handsome silhouette falling in the sun.
Huang Fuchen pulled Ye Yanran to sit on the seat of the stall, and the stall owner hurriedly put down the tablecloth and stepped forward, quickly wiped the table, and said with a smile, "This lord, this lady, what to eat?" Baked cakes, clear soup noodles? ”
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