"Young marshal, you are so good. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info。 Chen Wanwan on the side was suddenly excited, her red lips wanted to kiss the man's face, but she hesitated, and dropped a kiss on the man's neck. Her favorite thing is to buy lots of beautiful new clothes.

"Young Marshal~~, Bilian too!" Not to be outdone, Zhu Bilian spoke.

"Buy them all!" Huang Fuchen fell in a deep voice.

The car stopped, the door opened, and Huang Fuchen wrapped his arms around the two women and got out of the car, dressed in military uniforms, and walked towards the ready-to-wear shop.

At the gate, the shopkeeper of the ready-to-wear shop was a man who had returned from abroad, and when he saw Huang Fuchen in military uniform, he immediately stepped forward to open the door for him.

"The young marshal of the emperor is here, and the small shop is really shining!" The shopkeeper nodded enthusiastically.

Huang Fuchen had a woman in each of his arms, stopped suddenly, and slowly turned his head.

Ye Yanran stood in front of the car door, her eyes fell on the front faintly, and she noticed that Huang Fuchen turned her head, and immediately looked away.

Huang Fuchen lowered his right palm, looked at the woman standing in front of the car door with a faint look, that cold expression, and a sense of displeasure rose in his heart.

"Ye Yanran, keep up! Don't stand stupid! Huang Fuchen fell coldly, and stopped as if waiting.

Ye Yanran looked back and slowly stepped forward, Huang Fuchen saw it, and then he hugged the two women beside him and stepped into the ready-to-wear shop.

"Wow! This dress is so beautiful! Seeing this, the second aunt Chen Wanwan suddenly pounced on a luxurious dress, which was inlaid with pearls from the neckline to the sleeves.

Seeing this, the third aunt Zhu Bilian calmed down a little, grabbed Huang Fuchen, and pointed to a royal blue suit not far away.

"Young marshal, look! That suit is so good-looking, I look good in this foreigner, if you wear it, you must look a hundred times better! Zhu Bilian pulled Huang Fuchen and ran towards the suit.

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on the hanger deeply, the straight and finely made suit, and his eyes were gloomy.

At this time, the shopkeeper came over, looked up and down at the hanging suit, and said enthusiastically, "Young marshal, if you like it, I will take it off for you immediately, can you put it on?" This suit is popular in France, like the young marshal, who is so magnificent, a person with a dragon and a phoenix among the people, wearing it on the body, it must be chic and extraordinary! ”

"Yes! Young marshal~~, do you want to give it a try? Zhu Bilian on the side hurriedly stepped forward, took off the suit on the hanger, and came to Huang Fuchen, smiling as brightly as a flower.

Huang Fuchen glanced at Ye Yanran, who had already entered the door, and fell in a deep voice, "Yan'er, come over and dress this handsome." ”

Ye Yanran's eyes paused slightly, and she slowly stepped forward, Zhu Bilian on the side was holding the finely crafted suit, her eyes glanced at Ye Yanran lightly, and she opened her lips lightly, "I'm tired of the eighth sister." ”

Huang Fuchen was dressed in a straight blue military uniform, Ye Yanran reached out and unbuttoned the shirt on the military uniform, unbuttoning them one by one.

"Young marshal, please raise your hand!" Ye Yanran whispered.

Huang Fuchen raised his arms, condescendingly, and looked at the woman with a pair of eyes with hidden meaning, until the military uniform on his upper body was peeled off.

"Young marshal, Bilian will put it on for you." Zhu Bilian stepped forward with the new suit, the sleeves of the shirt were put into the man's arm, and she carefully put it on.

Ye Yanran took the military uniform and stepped aside, her eyes glancing coldly to the side, and she felt like this in her heart.

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell to the side faintly, staring at Ye Yanran's cold face, and the smile on the corner of his lips widened.

"Young Marshal~~! It's so pretty! Zhu Bilian has already put on a suit for Huang Fuchen.

The royal blue suit was put on the man, and he stood in the middle of the spacious ready-to-wear shop, and the guys and customers in the store looked over.

At this time, Chen Wanwan, who was not far away, happened to come out of the dressing room, wearing the aqua-red nylon dress with pearls inlaid with pearls.

"Wow! Young Marshal~~! Chen Wanwan hurriedly stepped on her high heels and ran over.

"Young marshal, you look so good in this suit, so handsome! But as long as you wear it, you look good, much better than those foreigners! Chen Wanwan praised again.

Not to be outdone, Zhu Bilian spoke, "Yes, young marshal, I think this is the most handsome man." ”

At this time, the shopkeeper on the side immediately seized the opportunity to step forward, "Young marshal, these two wives of yours are very discerning, and it is not wrong at all, this suit is really suitable for you to wear." ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, his deep eyes spread out layers of smug smiles.

Wearing the feet of military boots, he walked around Zhu Bilian and Chen Wanwan and approached Ye Yanran.

Standing in front of Ye Yanran, bowing her head, her deep and vast eyes stared at the woman's lowering eyebrows, and her voice was shallow, "Take a look at this suit, Yan'er, what do you think?" ”

Ye Yanran raised her eyes, glanced at the royal blue suit on the man's body lightly, and said coldly, "It's okay. . . ”

Huang Fuchen lowered his head, his deep eagle eyes stared at the woman's phoenix eyes, "Is it just okay?" Yan'er, take a good look at Ben Shuai, is it just okay? ”

Ye Yanran looked at the man again, and this glance crashed into the man's eyes, retreated his gaze, and looked up and down.

Huang Fuchen's cold face, under the thick black sword eyebrows, those deep and vast eyes, calm with the deepest feelings, staring at the woman's emotions.

"Well, the suit is pretty good... Ye Yanran fell a little perfunctory again, but her eyes fell elsewhere again.

The man's palm suddenly pinched the woman's chin, straightened her head, and his voice was a little cold, "Look at him left!" Yan'er, what are you thinking about when you look so absent-minded? ”

Ye Yanran pinched her chin, her eyebrows were slightly twisted, her eyes glared at Huang Fuchen angrily, and she said angrily, "Young marshal, you tried on a new suit, everyone said it looked good, and I also said it was good, what else do you want me to do?" Do you have to say it's ugly? ”

Chen Wanwan and Zhu Bilian on the side looked at each other, both of them were shocked by this situation.

"Humph!" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, reached out and took off the suit on his body, and threw it to the ground.

Seeing this, the shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward and bent over, picked up the suit on the ground, and the baby was generally nestled in his arms and kept rubbing his head, for fear of breaking it, even if the young marshal didn't want it, there would always be a rich guest who wanted it.

Huang Fuchen straightened the buttons of Li Jun's shirt, withdrew his gaze from Ye Yanran, glanced at the huge garment shop, and shouted angrily, "The shopkeeper!" ”

"Here!" The shopkeeper hurriedly ran up to him, bent down and said, "Young marshal, what do you command?" ”

Huang Fuchen flicked his fingers, "Go!" Bring a few beautiful cheongsams from your shop! ”

"Yes, yes, yes! Get it now! When the shopkeeper heard this, he hurriedly retreated.

The shopkeeper ran to the wardrobe of another room and carefully took out a crescent-white cheongsam, the cheongsam was embroidered with flowers, the diagonal buttons were embroidered with phoenix dance, and the top was inlaid with transparent jade grains.

The customers waiting in the lobby of the store watched this scene from afar.

"Young marshal, can you help Wanwan take a look, is this dress good-looking?" Chen Wanwan carried the water-red skirt and stepped forward.

Huang Fuchen's eyes swept coldly, and his voice fell, "If you like it, buy it." ”

"Thank you, young marshal~~!" Chen Wanwan immediately excitedly stood in front of the dressing mirror with her skirt, looking left and right, and smiling from ear to ear.

"Young marshal!" The shopkeeper stepped forward with a crescent-white cheongsam, "This cheongsam is hand-sewn by a famous tailor, and the embroidery on it is all meticulously made. ”

"Oh my God! What a beautiful cheongsam, so beautiful! Chen Wanwan stepped forward excitedly, her hands kept rubbing the embroidery of the cheongsam, "This female red master must be more than ten years of craftsmanship, and this buried needle is so exquisitely done." ”

"This lady really knows the goods!" The shopkeeper hurriedly gave a thumbs up.

"It's beautiful! I also like this cheongsam. Zhu Bilian approached, revealing a very pleasing look, and kept rubbing the embroidered cheongsam.

Chen Wanwan listened, and was displeased all of a sudden, and spoke straight to Huang Fuchen, "Young marshal, can I try this cheongsam?" "

Huang Fuchen glanced at Chen Wanwan, and his voice was cold, "Go and try!" ”

"Thank you, young marshal!!" Chen Wanwan was excited, and hurriedly took the cheongsam in the shopkeeper's hand, and quickly ran towards the locker room with high heels.

A moment later, Chen Wanwan wore a cheongsam and came out excitedly, and the shoulder design tightened her rounded shoulders.

"Young marshal, is it good-looking?" Chen Wanwan stepped forward and kept showing off, and the water snake's waist twisted, "Young marshal, am I wearing this cheongsam properly?" ”

Huang Fuchen glanced at the crescent-white cheongsam, and then looked at the woman's red and glamorous lips, the slightly thick rouge powder, and was irritable.

"Take it off!" Huang Fuchen landed coldly.

"Huh?" Chen Wanwan asked inexplicably.

"Ben Shuai let you take it off, this is not for you!" Huang Fuchen's voice was a little angry.

Chen Wanwan listened, and pouted aggrievedly, it was hard to say anything, and she was about to go back to the dressing room to change her clothes.

At this time, Zhu Bilian snickered proudly and stepped forward, "Young marshal, Bilian also likes this cheongsam, can Bilian try it?" ”

"Go try!" Huang Fuchen fell in a deep voice, his eyes locked on Ye Yanran's face heavily, and the woman's down-to-back eyes made him really unhappy.

"Thank you, young marshal!" Zhu Bilian hurriedly stepped on her high heels and caught up with Chen Wanwan in front, "Sister Wanwan, wait for me, give me the cheongsam... "

The voice faded away, and both women squeezed into the dressing room.

Huang Fuchen approached Ye Yanran with a calm footstep, "What are you doing standing still?" Don't know how to pick out a few favorite clothes for yourself? ”

Ye Yanran lowered her eyes and said coldly, "Thank you, young marshal, I don't need it, I have clothes, I don't need to buy them." ”

Huang Fuchen's arm was raised, hooking the woman's thin waist, "Yan'er, as a handsome woman, buy whatever you like, don't be so stubborn, just like Wanwan and Bilian, eat and wear, this handsome will give you the best, take a good look!" They're all happy, and you'll feel it, you know? ”

Ye Yanran raised her eyes coldly, looking at the man in front of her, with a look of arrogance and naturalness, and her voice was faint, "Young marshal, do you really think they are very happy?" ”

"Isn't it?" Huang Fuchen's voice was a little cold, "As a handsome woman, she has everything, this ordinary woman is a woman who can't wait for glory and wealth, this march and war, you don't have to worry about this cost, what are you dissatisfied with?" ”

Ye Yanran stared at Huang Fuchen's righteous words, speaking seriously, hooking her lips and sneering, "Maybe this is the gap between me and the young marshal, you will never understand what a woman really needs!" At least... What I need is not everything in your mouth, let alone glory and wealth! ”

"And what do you want?" Huang Fuchen leaned closer to his face, and his tone was cold and resolute, "You say!" Ben Shuai gives! ”

Ye Yanran raised her eyes lightly, looked at the two aunts who came out of the dressing room, and chuckled, "Young marshal, needless to say, the two sisters are here." ”

Zhu Bilian was wearing a crescent white cheongsam, her figure was relatively slender, her face was radiant, she stepped forward with a smile like silk, and hooked Huang Fuchen's arm.

"Young marshal, look at it, am I dressed better than Sister Wanwan?" Zhu Bilian spoke bluntly.

"You~~" Chen Wanwan listened, and suddenly became annoyed, "Bilian, what do you mean by this?" ”

Zhu Bilian fiddled with the embroidery on the cheongsam, rubbing it gently, the high slit skirt, and a pair of legs looming.

Zhu Bilian climbed Huang Fuchen's arm and glanced at Chen Wanwan, "I'm just telling the truth, I'm dressed better than you." ”

Not to be outdone, Chen Wanwan stepped forward, glanced up and down, and sneered coldly, "It's really good-looking, it's like returning to Sister Bilian's singing in the teahouse, can it not look good?" ”

"Chen Wanwan, what are you talking about!" Zhu Bilian was suddenly angry, rushed forward all of a sudden, and reached out to scratch Chen Wanwan's hair.

Chen Wanwan pursed her lips aggrievedly, hooked Huang Fuchen's other arm, and said with a crying voice, "Young marshal~~~!" Take a look, Bilian, she wants to beat someone, and she is the first to speak disrespectfully to me. ”

"Young marshal, it was Wanwan who hurt people with her mouth, and said that she sang in a teahouse, but you know, I didn't sell my body when I was singing, so I followed you young marshal... Zhu Bilian wiped the corners of her eyes aggrievedly, as if she was about to cry tears.

"You said me first!"

"It's you! It's you! ”

Chen Wanwan and Zhu Bilian were dragging the man's arm and scolding excitedly, and the two were arguing and asking Huang Fuchen to administer justice.

"Enough is enough!!" Huang Fuchen roared angrily, his face was pale, and his arms suddenly pushed away the two women in the crook of his arm.

"Trouble again! Shut down for another month!! Huang Fuchen shouted in an angry voice.

Zhu Bilian and Chen Wanwan were silenced all of a sudden, lowering their heads and not daring to squeak again.

From beginning to end, Ye Yanran looked at all this in front of her coldly, and smiled bitterly in her heart, Ye Yanran, Ye Yanran, you hate such a man the most, but you just married such a man, or his concubine!

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on the cheongsam on Zhu Bilian's body, and he fell coldly, "The cheongsam is off!" Not for you either! ”

When Zhu Bilian heard this, she flattened her mouth aggrievedly, and Chen Wanwan on the side snickered excitedly.

"Young marshal. I... Zhu Bilian looked reluctant, she really liked this cheongsam.

"Take it off!! Don't let Ben Shuai repeat the same words again and again! Huang Fuchen's voice was obviously angry.

Zhu Bilian entered the dressing room, changed into her clothes and came out after a while, and the crescent-white cheongsam in her hand was reluctant to hand it back to the shopkeeper.

"Yan'er, go wear it!" Huang Fuchen fell in a deep voice, and looked at the woman who had no words from beginning to end.

Ye Yanran glanced at the cheongsam, her heart was very responsive, but she didn't say anything, stepped forward, stretched out her hand to pull the cheongsam, and walked towards the dressing room.

Chen Wanwan and Zhu Bilian both looked at Ye Yanran's back when she entered the dressing room, and their tall and slender figures suddenly dawned on them.

Minutes and seconds passed, and the sky outside was already dark, and it was night.

Ye Yanran walked out of the locker room, and everyone followed the past.

Wearing a crescent white cheongsam, slim and jade in the distance, the so-called Yiren, on the water side, but that's it!

Ying Ying's slender waist is wrapped in imagination, and the arms under the shoulders are slender and white like jade shoots that have been peeled off, delicate and white.

Ye Yanran's eyes fell coldly in the distance, under her eyebrows, the phoenix eyes drooped slightly, just a side face, so quiet, with an indescribable cold arrogance, exuding a faint orchid fragrance.

"It's so beautiful. This lady is so good-looking. ”

"Yes, this cheongsam is so beautiful to wear... The customers in the ready-to-wear shop were all applauding.

Huang Fuchen looked at Ye Yanran with deep eyes behind his back, his cold eyes fell on him, as if he was expecting something, but he could never understand this woman's heart.

"Young marshal, this lady of yours is so beautiful, this cheongsam is simply perfect for her." The shopkeeper hurriedly stepped forward and praised him.

Huang Fuchen walked calmly towards Ye Yanran.

When Chen Wanwan saw it, she suddenly became angry, glanced at Zhu Bilian on the side, and lowered her voice, "Look at the good things you have done, you have made wedding clothes for others!" ”

Zhu Bilian also looked displeased, looking at Ye Yanran, who was dressed coldly and elegantly, her eyes were full of jealousy, and she sneered, "What's the hurry!" The days are still long, just this eighth aunt is too proud, the young marshal has been accommodating for a while, fresh, if it goes on like this for a long time, he has been putting on such a stinky face, which man can stand it! ”

"That's right." Chen Wanwan nodded in agreement, "Everyone saw that time, didn't this eighth aunt like that Zhuo Shao too much. ”

"Shh~~" Zhu Bilian motioned for her to whisper, and both of them stopped their voices.

Ye Yanran's end, Huang Fuchen stood in front of her, stretched out his rough palm, stroked the woman's face, stared at the woman's cold eyes, and lowered his gaze again.

"Yan'er, you are so beautiful... Huang Fuchen muttered.

Huang Fuchen's gaze followed the woman's delicate figure, a little down.

The crescent-white cheongsam sets off the woman's ruddy complexion, the shoulders inlaid with silver filigree wrap the beautiful shaved shoulders, and then the placket of the cheongsam, embroidered with jade buttons, covering the woman's plump chest, and the thin waist of Yingying's hand shows the waist cut of the cheongsam, and even the upturned small tun is eye-catching.

The cheongsam with high slits and the pair of slender white legs looming, and then the cold and arrogant eyes, and the lonely and self-appreciating expression, lead people to reverie.

Huang Fuchen's eyes deepened a little, his palm hooked the woman's waist, approached her face, and her voice was a little demagogic and cold, "Yan'er." This cheongsam is suitable for you, and it is often worn to Ben Shuai. ”

Huang Fuchen rubbed the woman's thin waist with his palm, and there was a noise in his heart, and his head was lowered in front of everyone's eyes.

"You're going to..." Ye Yanran was taken aback.

The man's warm lips pressed down, suddenly touched the woman's lips, kissed softly, and quickly let go.

"Yan'er... Huang Fuchen's lips were close to the woman's ear, and he whispered softly, "Ben Shuai still loves you alone tonight." ”

“。。。” Ye Yanran listened, her whole body trembled, and her heart sank to the bottom with a thump.

"I'm not feeling well, my two sisters can serve you, I can't." Ye Yanran fell back in a low voice.

Not far away, Chen Wanwan and Zhu Bilian kept looking at this end.

"Bilian, what do you think the two of them are talking about? So quiet? Chen Wanwan was very displeased.

"You can go over and listen!" Zhu Bilian snorted coldly, still resentful of Chen Wanwan's quarrel with herself just now.

Chen Wanwan came back to her senses, looked at Zhu Bilian, and suddenly took Zhu Bilian's hand, "Hey, sister, don't worry about me, now that this enemy is now, we won't quarrel, how about it?" ”

Zhu Bilian glanced at Chen Wanwan angrily, "It's good that you know, don't forget the explanation of the old lady and the overseer's wife, saying that don't let the young marshal be confused by the vixen of the eighth aunt, this is our task." ”

"Yes, yes!" Chen Wanwan hurriedly replied, looking at Huang Fuchen still standing there with Ye Yanran in her arms, anxious.

Huang Fuchen beckoned to the shopkeeper on the side, "Shopkeeper come here!" ”

"What does the young marshal command?"

Huang Fuchen's palms fell on the woman's shoulders, his thin and beautiful shoulders, and he looked left and right, "Go, bring a coat, don't let the handsome eighth wife be cold." ”

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll get it for you right away! The shopkeeper immediately ran inside and drilled into the most expensive coat.

Ye Yanran was uncomfortable, all eyes were on herself in an instant, and the most important thing was that she could feel how resentful she was with the gaze of the two aunts.

"Young marshal, I don't want this cheongsam!" Ye Yanran opened her mouth to refuse.

"If you don't want it, you have to ask for it!" Huang Fuchen interrupted coldly, his eyes were as hot as fire, "Tonight, Ben Shuai wants to watch you wear this cheongsam... ”

Huang Fuchen's voice was a little hoarse, "Sitting on Ben Shuai's body, just like last night... ”

"Huang Fuchen, you crazy person!" Ye Yanran scolded and retreated suddenly.

Huang Fuchen pulled the woman's body closer with his long arms, rubbed his fingers against the woman's delicate cheeks, touched her eyebrows, eyes and the bridge of his nose little by little, and his voice was hoarse, "Yan'er, your eyes, this face, are always so unbelievable, women are not good like this, the more you look at it, the more you think about how to get you to death." ”

Ye Yanran stretched out her hand and pushed Huang Fuchen away at once, avoiding it, glaring at the man in front of her with resentment in her eyes.

"Young marshal, how about you take a look at this coat? The best nylon, this style is also popular in France. The shopkeeper came out from behind him at some point, holding a maroon coat.

Huang Fuchen reached out and lifted the coat, draped it on Ye Yanran's body, and hugged it tightly.

"Put it on! Don't catch a cold! ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on a long white scarf on the hanger behind him, stepped forward, reached out and took it off, wrapped it around the woman's neck, and circled it in a circle.

"Surround, this time I'm back to Shuai's Mansion, take it off and show it to Ben Shuai!" Huang Fuchen looked at the woman wrapped tightly, and hooked his lips with satisfaction.

Not far away, Chen Wanwan and Zhu Bilian looked at it and stomped their feet angrily.

Huang Fuchen stretched out his hand to take Ye Yanran's hand and walked towards Chen Wanwan and Zhu Bilian, "What clothes do you two want, have you picked them out?" I picked it and let the store send it to Shuaifu. ”

Chen Wanwan and Zhu Bilian glanced at each other, and hurriedly selected a few pieces of clothing, took them off one by one, and handed them to the guys in the store.

After a while, Chen Wanwan approached Huang Fuchen again, "Young marshal, everyone has chosen." ”

Huang Fuchen pulled Ye Yanran with one palm, and patted Chen Wanwan's back with the other palm, "Just choose well, let's go, it's time to eat." ”

"Young marshal, let's go!" Chen Wanwan hurriedly hooked Huang Fuchen's arm tightly and walked outside.

Huang Fuchen's other palm tightly grabbed Ye Yanran, and he turned around and said, "Keep up!" Don't get cranky. ”

At this time, Zhu Bilian, who was in the back, looked at the man in front of her who was hugging Chen Wanwan and pulling Ye Yanran at the same time, and followed her in a hurry.

Ye Yanran glanced at Zhu Bilian behind her, withdrew her hand suddenly, bent down, squatted down, pretended to be uncomfortable with her feet, and rubbed it.

"Young Marshal~~!" Zhu Bilian saw Ye Yanran falling, and suddenly climbed onto Huang Fuchen's arm, and her whole body was close to it.

Huangfu Chen's sword eyebrows were slightly furrowed, with a very disgusted expression, and after glancing at the back, Ye Yanran had already stood up at this moment, a few steps away, just following.

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The night shrouded the whole Qizhou, there was no snow tonight, the moon was bright and the stars were scarce.

The car stopped at one of the largest restaurants in Qizhou, and Huang Fuchen got out of the car, with two women climbing on both sides of his body, followed by Ye Yanran.

The gun-carrying soldiers in the back stood guard at the entrance of the restaurant, attracting the attention of many people.

"That's the young marshal of the emperor, right?"

"Those must be his aunts, right?"

"It looks like ah, one is more beautiful than the other, especially the one at the back...

A group of ordinary people whispered to each other, this big family has three wives and four concubines are used to it, who is this young marshal of the emperor, in their eyes, this is also a common thing.

In the restaurant, the elegant seat on the second floor is wrapped, and on the first floor of the red lacquered wood fence, the woman who plays and sings holds the pipa and sings crisply.

Huang Fuchen sat down, Chen Wanwan sat on the right, and Zhu Bilian sat on the left.

Ye Yanran sat beside Zhu Bilian very naturally, followed by a position, which was not so abrupt.

After a while, the meal was on the table, and soon everyone moved chopsticks.

"Young marshal, I'll serve you a bowl of soup." Zhu Bilian hurriedly picked up the spoon.

"Young marshal, there is such a fresh sea bass in this Qizhou, you eat more, the march is hard." Chen Wanwan hurriedly sandwiched a piece of fish.

From beginning to end, Ye Yanran just lowered her head to eat, and looked at the nearest dish in front of her, her eyes were pale.

Huang Fuchen enjoyed the service of the two women on the left and right, his eyes fell gloomily on Ye Yanran, who was not far away, looking at her eating quietly, he couldn't say that he was unhappy, but he was not happy, this meekness, looking at it was forbearance.

At this time, the shopkeeper of the restaurant went upstairs, said hello to Adjutant Chen, walked up to him, and put out a pot of warm wine, "Young marshal, this pot of wine is a fine jade liquid syrup, and a gentleman surnamed Jin invites you to drink it." ”

Huang Fuchen's sword eyebrows suddenly became a little colder, and his voice fell, "Where is he?" ”

When the shopkeeper heard this, he hurriedly smiled and pointed to the hall downstairs, "Young marshal, please look there." ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, he turned his eyes to look downstairs, in the huge hall, a man in a long brown leather coat, holding a cigarette between his fingers, waved his hand to Huang Fuchen upstairs, his narrow eyes, and smiled a little evilly.

The next moment, Jin Yue stood up, straightened the long leather coat on his body, threw half of the cigarette on his fingers on the ground, put it out with one foot, and walked towards the second floor.

On the second floor, the sound of Jin Yue's leather boots falling on the floor came more and more clearly.

Jin Yueren had just arrived on the second floor, his smiling eyebrows were bright, and his voice was clear, "The young marshal of the emperor is suave, it seems that he is worthy of his reputation!" ”

Jin Yue stood in front of Huang Fuchen and casually glanced at the women on the table, "Just eat a meal, bring so many female dependents out, tsk, it seems that you not only love the country but also the beauty." ”

"Hehe~~" Huang Fuchen smiled lowly, reached out and took the pot of wine on the table, and poured a glass, "Jin Ershao, you always come and go freely in and out of the territory of the town army like this, and you are not afraid of being captured as a prisoner by the town army?" ”

"Hahaha~~" Jin Yue laughed loudly, "I'm afraid!" I'm so scared! I'm afraid you won't be able to catch me! ”

Jin Yue laughed, suddenly stopped laughing, frowned slightly, and under the dark blue hair, the pair of bright phoenix eyes fell on the other side of the table, the face that accidentally bumped into his mind.

At this moment, Ye Yanran had already dropped her chopsticks on the table, turned her face sideways, and looked at the woman singing downstairs, her eyes were gloomy, and her thoughts were far away.

Jin Yue's gaze locked on Ye Yanran's cheek, and he couldn't come back to his senses for a long time.

Huang Fuchen poured two glasses of wine, stretched out his hand and gestured, "Jin Ershao, sit down and have a drink, don't you want to taste the good wine you invited together?" ”

As soon as these words fell, Chen Wanwan hurriedly moved to the side, making room for Jin Yue.

A moment of silence ...

Jin Yue's brows became tighter and tighter, staring at Ye Yanran with a sideways face, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, and there was an ominous feeling in his heart.

At this time, if Huang Fuchen was aware, the pair of eagle eyes shot a sharp gaze and looked back and forth between Jin Yue and Ye Yanran a few times, and there was an instant haze under his eyebrows.

"Jin Ershao!!" Huang Fuchen's voice was a little heavier, "That's the eighth aunt of Ben Shuai, what do you mean by staring at it like this?" ”

As soon as Huang Fuchen's words came out, Jin Yue and Ye Yanran came back to their senses at the same time.

Ye Yanran turned her eyes from the singer downstairs...

This turn of his head, those misty and cold eyes met Jin Yue's narrow and evil eyes, but they were full of insightful feelings.

Ye Yanran was also taken aback when she saw Jin Yue, but she didn't make a sound, and a surprise crossed her eyes, why is he here?

Jin Yue once again stared at Ye Yanran, who had returned to his senses, and his evil phoenix eyes narrowed his cold gaze slightly.

"Chen Shuai, you say, this one is your eighth aunt?" Jin Yue stretched out his hand and pointed at Ye Yanran, and asked Huang Fuchen out loud.

Jin Yue's question, Ye Yanran listened, smiled bitterly in her heart, bowed her head and was silent.

"Exactly!" Huang Fuchen fell down heavily, his eyes fell on Ye Yanran's low-eyebrow expression, with a little sadness, and his heart was faintly unhappy, could it be that this woman and Jin Ershao knew each other? It shouldn't be possible, after all, this Jin Ershao has been in Jianzhou all the year round, and Yan'er has only returned to China not long ago, so he shouldn't know him.

"Hehe~~" Jin Yue hooked his lips and smiled deeply, his heartstrings sank slightly, and he crossed a little discomfort, reached out and took the poured wine on the table, raised the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

The wine glass fell heavily on the table, and Jin Yue's eyebrows picked up in a complicated manner, "Chen Shuai is really a blessing, this left and right embracing beauty, this can also include such a beautiful woman, be your eighth aunt, and enter your place, such a glamorous blessing, it is really envious of others." ”

Huang Fuchen took the wine glass, took a sip, stood up, bypassed Jin Yue, walked behind Ye Yanran, reached out and hugged Ye Yanran's thin waist, and lifted her upstairs.

Ye Yanran was suddenly hugged by a man and crashed into her hard chest, raised her eyebrows, and looked at Huang Fuchen, her phoenix eyes were full of displeasure and shame.

Huang Fuchen reluctantly raised his hand and picked up the woman's chin, gently pinched the woman's face, and spit out the hot and humid wine.

Jin Er smiled rarely, this handsome eighth aunt is too a new little lady, afraid of seeing people, shy! If you keep staring at her like this, I'm afraid you will lose your Jin Ershao's face. ”

Ye Yanran frowned tightly, and suddenly opened her cheeks, avoiding the man's frivolous fingers.

Jin Yue saw it, his eyes sank, his shallow gaze swept over Ye Yanran's cold eyes, and his frowning eyebrows were dyed with pain.

Jin Yueyun spread his hands lightly, "That's okay!" Tang Tu Chen handsome beauty, I'm afraid it's Tang Shu you, I will make an appointment with you today, I will pass you one thing, the suspicious fox finally acted, Chen Shuai remembered to get ready. ”

"Understood!" Huang Fuchen bowed slightly, remained silent, and stared at Jin Yue with a calm gaze.

Jin Yue's gaze fell on Huang Fuchen hooking Ye Yanran's arm, his heartstrings tightened slightly, and he hooked his lips and sneered, "In that case, Chen Shuai, take your leave!" ”

Until Jin Yue's black fur coat disappeared at the door of the restaurant, Huang Fuchen let go of Ye Yanran and shot his gaze coldly at the woman.

"You know him?"

"Young Marshal, who do you know you say?" Ye Yanran raised her eyes calmly and asked calmly.

Huang Fuchen listened, a subtle smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and patted the woman's shoulder, "It's okay if you don't know, sit down and continue eating." ”

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An hour later, the Circus Theatre.

At the top of the amphitheater, two foreign animal trainers are vigorously taming a group of monkeys and a few horses.

This cheerful performance made Chen Wanwan and Zhu Bilian giggle.

"Oops, hahaha~~~ Wanwan, look, I'm really laughing to death!" Zhu Bilian pointed to the monkeys and horses running on the stage, and smiled back and forth.

Chen Wanwan on the side kept snorting melon seeds, peeling them from time to time, and feeding them into Huang Fuchen's mouth.

"Young marshal, come, this is delicious!" Chen Wanwan peeled another chestnut.

At this time, Ye Yanran couldn't sit down anymore, her chest felt stuffy for a while, she stood up, and fell in a low voice, "Young marshal, two sisters, I'll go out to relieve myself, I'm out of company." ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes shot sharply at Ye Yanran, and his fingers buckled towards Adjutant Chen, motioning for him to follow.

Ye Yanran turned around and left the circus theater and walked towards the hand-opening room outside, followed by Adjutant Chen.

-End of Chapter-