"Young marshal, don't worry! Let the poor man come and talk to this lady. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Wu Daochang, who was behind him, stepped forward and spoke calmly.

Huang Fuchen's cold and angry expression stiffened for a moment, and his eyes fell on Ye Yanran's hand, holding the bamboo stick tightly, and he couldn't return his gaze for a long time.

"Young marshal, believe in the poor road once!" Wu Daochang spoke again.

Huang Fuchen turned his eyes to look at Daochang Wu, then at Ye Yanran, looked deeply twice, and finally went out with his back hand.

Until everything calmed down, Daochang Wu looked at Ye Yanran, "This lady, you can put down the bamboo stick in your hand, so as not to really hurt yourself." ”

Ye Yanran saw Huang Fuchen go out, dropped the bamboo stick in her hand, looked at Daochang Wu, and snorted coldly, "Hmph, you and the beast are in the same group!" Said that it was good to go out to take a look on my behalf, and bring people up quietly, knowing that this was the case, it was better for me to run away by myself, and I would have to come lightly. ”

"Hahaha~~!" Wu Daochang smiled heartily and stroked the beard on his lips, "Eighth Mrs., this is a bad word, this young marshal of the emperor, Poor Dao has been acquainted seven years ago, I know that you are the person he has been looking for for a long time, why is he running away now?" ”

When Ye Yanran heard this, her cold eyes skimmed to the side, and she said sarcastically in a cold voice, "It turns out that you and he are in a nest of snakes and rats, and it is not unusual for you to stand and speak for beasts!" ”

Outside the door, Huang Fuchen's face was tense and his expression was gloomy, listening to Ye Yanran's mouth open and shut up the beast calling himself, his palms clenched and gurgled.

The smile on the corner of Wu Daochang's mouth was contained, and he looked Ye Yanran in front of him up and down, thoughtfully, "Eighth wife, have you ever thought that this world has gone through a while, although it is just a few decades, but it is not easy, some things, some fate, are all destined by God, you are thinking about suicide, what you haven't seen is a good way, I'm afraid that this fragrance will be damaged, and Lord Lingtang will be sad, if it is a brother and sister, I will be sad when I hear it!" ”

Ye Yanran was silent when she heard this, her eyes fell on the table in a daze, the flickering candle flame, although the flame was small, it was burning strongly, relying on the only lamp oil.

"No one wants to die." Ye Yanran muttered, "This is a good time, if you die, there will be nothing, and my heart will hurt under the Nine Springs." ”

When Daochang Wu heard this, he nodded and smiled, "Since this is the case, why don't you sit down calmly and talk about it, this marriage is also married, this young marshal of the emperor is a master, and there are many wives and concubines, if you marry him, there will definitely be more grievances." ”

"Daoist Wu, there are some things you don't understand! You are a cultivator, and you should not meddle in this mundane matter! Ye Yanran's words were a little repulsive, more like a displeased tone.

Outside the door, Huang Fuchen finally couldn't bear it, and entered with his feet heavy, his tone was cold and hard, "He can't interfere, or Ben Shuai will talk to you!" ”

When Ye Yanran saw it, she stood up suddenly, pinched the bamboo stick tightly in her palm, and stared at Huang Fuchen.

"I don't want to talk to you, Huang Fuchen, you are a robber and bandit, plus a liar! I've seen through everything you've done to me, and it's just deception to talk about anything! ”

Huang Fuchen stepped forward, across a wooden table, Ye Yanran pinched the bamboo stick, and retreated straight.

"Daochang Wu, you go out!" Huang Fuchen fell in a deep voice, and glanced at the Taoist chief behind him.

When Wu Daochang saw it, he suddenly realized it and left, leaving only an oil candle flickering with candle flames, and a pair of deep and dark eyes like cheetahs in the dark night, staring directly at the woman's step-by-step eyes, like fear, but more disgusted with himself.

Huang Fuchen sat on the ground, his legs crossed on the reed pad on the ground, and fell in a deep voice, "Ben Shuai really makes you feel so disgusted, so disgusting?" So sick that you want to run away? ”

Ye Yanran turned her face slightly, her eyes did not look at the man's eyes, and she said calmly, "Yes!" ”

Huang Fuchen's thick and rough palm clenched on the table in an instant, his thin lips pursed, and he was silent for a moment, "Ye Yanran, I was outside just now, I heard you say that you don't want to die, since you don't want to die, go back with Ben Shuai, if so... ”

Huang Fuchen paused, his words choked in his throat, his faint eyes, his pupils contracted fiercely, and he spoke again, "If you really don't want me to touch you, you can!" Ben Shuai won't touch you for the time being! ”

Ye Yanran listened, a bright light instantly slipped under her eyes, turned her head, and looked at Huang Fuchen, "How long is it temporary?" ”

Huangfu Chen's dark pupils were reflected in the candle flames, and Sen Youyou gathered a wave of unwillingness, and said in a low voice, "Yan'er, how long do you want it to be?" ”

Ye Yanran's eyes at Emperor Fuchen, she wanted to say that it was forever, but she knew that it was impossible, and lowered her eyes, "Wait until I am willing." ”

"Hehe~~!" Huang Fuchen smiled lowly, his smile was a little complicated, and he was a little helpless.

Ye Yanran heard this laughter, and she was furious all over her body, thinking in her heart, this man would definitely not agree, and was about to speak.

"Good!" Huang Fuchen landed on the ground with a heavy voice, staring at Ye Yanran with a quiet gaze, as if expecting her reaction.

Ye Yanran's eyes were shocked, and she shot at Huang Fuchen, with an incredible look, she quickly reacted, and sneered, "Huang Fuchen, you want to lie to me again, right?" It's like you lied to me to marry you! ”

Huang Fuchen stood up, his tall body went around the wooden table, and approached Ye Yanran step by step.

Ye Yanran pinched the bamboo stick and put it on her neck all of a sudden, and kept retreating, "You retreat!" Don't come here! ”

"Since you don't want to die, why don't you trust Ben Shuai once? No matter how you hide, how you run! The sky is big, my Emperor Fuchen wants to catch you Ye Yanran, but it's as easy as a snap! Why do you have to fight so fearlessly? Well? ”

Ye Yan was in a trance, and when she was hesitating, Huang Fuchen's eyes sharply captured the woman's expression, and he suddenly strode forward, and his palm suddenly restrained the woman's wrist.

"Don't!!" Ye Yanran screamed in fright when she saw that the man was about to take away the bamboo stick in his hand.

Huang Fuchen pressed the woman's wrist with his palm, and easily snatched the bamboo stick from her hand, "Yan'er, why bother? Well? Believe me once? This time Ben Shuai will not deceive you! ”

Huang Fuchen's words came out again, he was already deeply remorseful, his arms were upstaired against Ye Yanran, his weak and boneless body was wrapped in his chest, and the familiar fragrance echoed at the tip of his nose, the inevitable loneliness of this night instantly stimulated the desire to want this woman, but that kind of promise was only exported, how to take it back?

"You let go first!" Ye Yanran's voice was cold, and she was surrounded by Huang Fuchen, and the tide of memory suddenly rushed into her mind.

Huang Fuchen listened, his eyebrows paused slightly, there were many reluctances in his heart, and he reluctantly let go of his arms.

Ye Yanran took two steps back at once, avoiding Huang Fuchen, and looked at Huang Fuchen's face with sideways eyes, those eyes were still that hair-making heat.

"Yan'er, go back to Qizhou with Ben Shuai tomorrow! Well? ”

Ye Yanran was silent for a long time, "Huang Fuchen, what you just said is true, you go back to Qizhou... Will you treat me with courtesy? ”

"Don't believe me?" Huang Fuchen asked a little shallowly, and his deep pupils precipitated complex feelings, which were always unpredictable.

"Ben Shuai has had seven wives, as far as this woman is concerned, if it is not for the inheritance of the family and the inheritance of the heirs, and the love of men and women, the pleasure of *, it does not mean much!"

Huang Fuchen paused, his eyes suddenly became a little colder, and fell on Ye Yanran's face, "So, Ye Yanran, Ben Shuai is not just a woman like you, since you don't receive Ben Shuai's kindness, then give up, Ben Shuai won't touch you!" ”

When Ye Yanran heard this, a trace of joy appeared at the corner of her mouth, a pair of small hands clasped each other tightly, lowered her eyes, and smiled comfortably.

This smile is in the faint candlelight, blurry beauty, hazy and intoxicating, the pair of phoenix eyes are full of brilliance, and the joy is hard to hide.

When Huang Fuchen saw it, his heart was blocked, and his heartstrings were plucked and painful, he never thought that she could smile so beautifully, but such a smile was happy because she was alienated from herself!

Huang Fuchen's red hand bones were protruding, coiled with floating green tendons, and the blood in it coagulated at this moment, and his heart became uncomfortable for a while.

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In the dead of night, Maple Mountain, quiet and cold, the people under the mountain have dispersed, and Adjutant Chen took two soldiers up the mountain.

Inside the medicine temple, the lights had been extinguished, and the air around them was light and agile, and it was frozen cold.

Ye Yanran folded her clothes and rolled up the futon and lay down in a simple guest room.

Outside the door, Huang Fuchen stood in the moonlight, staring at the closed door.

Huang Fuchen stared at it for a long time, but finally couldn't bear it anymore, stepped forward, stepped on the stairs made of bamboo, walked up step by step, and reached out and knocked on the door.

"Yan'er? Slept? ”

In the room, Ye Yanran curled up in the futon, heard the voice of Huang Fuchen outside, and suddenly shrank in, without saying a word, as if she was asleep.

Huang Fuchen saw that the woman didn't respond for a long time, and he was very unwilling in his heart, "Yan'er, the weather on this mountain is colder than the bottom of the mountain, and there is frost all around, is it okay for Ben Shuai to sleep with you?" ”

Ye Yanran heard the voice outside and sat up suddenly, "Huang Fuchen!" Are you going to regret it? A gentleman is hard to chase after a horse! What's more, you are a young marshal! It's the commander of the town army! ”

Huang Fuchen listened, was stunned for a moment, and laughed deeply, "You really didn't fall asleep, open the door, let Ben Shuai in, and talk to you, okay?" ”

Ye Yanran listened and sneered, "Huang Fuchen, I really want to sleep, but you, who have been sneaking around outside my door, can you be a little handsome!" It's so late, I don't want to talk to you! I want to rest! ”

Huang Fuchen was reprimanded by the woman, so that he lost interest in an instant, flicked his sleeves, snorted coldly, and turned to leave.

Inside the room, Ye Yanran heard the footsteps outside, and she breathed a sigh of relief, thinking in her heart, she didn't expect that this Huangfu Chen tonight would change his normal behavior and be so easy to speak, or is this hindering Wu Daoren here, this is a Taoist temple, and he is not good at doing some forced things.

Ye Yanran didn't want to think about it anymore, and soon fell asleep.

Across a long corridor made of bamboo, on the other end, Huang Fuchen lay on a simple bamboo bed, with a brown leather cushion under his body and a futon with a bamboo smell, feeling upset and irritable.

Huang Fuchen put his arms behind his head, staring at the top of his head quietly, unable to sleep for a long time, tossing and turning left and right, and feeling annoyed in his heart, this woman is in front of him, but he can't touch it, and he has to rest separately, when did my Huang Fuchen be so!

Thinking of this, Huang Fuchen jumped up, lifted the futon on his body, pushed open the door in annoyance, and walked straight towards Ye Yanran's room.

"Young marshal, please stay!" At this time, a voice fell behind him, which was the voice of Wu Daoren.

Huang Fuchen stopped, turned around, and shot at Wu Daoren with a cold gaze, "You haven't slept yet?" ”

Wu Daoren stepped forward, shook his head and smiled, "Today is the second day of the second month of February, this view of the Qing Zhai day, I just did the Dharma in the hall, and I happened to come out three times, and I saw you young marshal, this back and forth, and I haven't calmed down, why is this the pain?" ”

Huang Fuchen saw that he had been told that the matter was broken, his eyes sank, and his voice was thin and angry, "Wu Daoren, you do your Dharma affairs, you don't have the right to intervene in the affairs of this handsome, don't make trouble for yourself!" ”

Wu Daoren waved the dust whisk in his hand and said calmly, "Young marshal, if you want to say that this eighth aunt and your marriage are still promoted by Poor Dao, wouldn't you be grateful?" Still verbal? ”

"This person is here, his heart is absent, such a marriage, Wu Daoren, Ben Shuai should thank you well!" Huang Fuchen's voice was cold and angry, and his eyes fell gloomily into the distance.

"Young marshal, the situation is no better than the war, don't be in a hurry, since fate is already doomed, why not try to come to Japan for a long time, instead of being in a hurry?" Wu Daoren reminded with deep meaning.

Huang Fuchen turned his eyes to Wu Daoren and was silent.

"Young Marshal, the top priority at the moment should be the confrontation between your Qizhou and Jianzhou, this situation is worrying!" Wu Daoren spoke up again.

Huang Fuchen's deep eagle eyes gathered slightly, landed on Wu Daoren, and glanced up and down, "Wu Daoren, can you see the teaching?" ”

"Young marshal, forgive the poor and talkative, this Jianzhou must be captured in one fell swoop!"

When Huang Fuchen heard this, he raised his lips with a smile, like sarcasm and more like a kind of ridicule, "Wu Daoren, you know so much!" ”

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The next day, in the dining room, there was the fragrance of porridge steamed in a bamboo tube, and there were pickled vegetables and a large plate of white steamed buns on the table.

Ye Yanran lowered her head and drank porridge, taking a bite of pickled vegetables from time to time.

Huang Fuchen on the side ate a few bites casually, frowned slightly, and dropped his chopsticks.

"Yan'er, this meal is too clean, just eat a little! Later, I will follow Ben Shuai in Hengjiu County, and then have breakfast. ”

Ye Yanran didn't raise her eyes, took a steamed bun in her hand, took the pickles, stuffed them into her mouth one bite at a time, and chewed them carefully.

"No, such coarse tea and light rice, eating is very appetizing, and my heart is much calmer."

When the words fell, Ye Yanran's willow eyebrows rose slightly, and she grabbed a white bun and landed in Huang Fuchen's bowl, and raised her voice with a little deep meaning, "Young marshal, like you, you should eat more meals like this, which can make you pure-hearted, at least not so impetuous." ”

Huang Fuchen glanced down at the white bun in the bowl, raised his sword eyebrows, and his voice was low with a hint of bewitchment, "Yan'er, you are here, no matter how light the meal is, it can't help but make people want to eat meat, looking at you, the more people think about it." ”

Ye Yanran listened, and felt a burst of disgust in her heart, and after glancing around, she found that Adjutant Chen and Wu Daoren were eating breakfast at a table in the distance, but fortunately they didn't hear it.

"It's just Yan'er's meal, Ben Shuai must eat it!" Huang Fuchen dropped this sentence, reached out and picked up the white bun in the bowl, stuffed it straight into his mouth, took a big bite, and bit it carefully, but his eyes fell on Ye Yanran's eyebrows, while biting the white bun, he stared at Ye Yanran's face, which was frozen ruddy and ruddy, which was coveted.

Ye Yanran raised her eyes lightly, and saw Huang Fuchen eating white buns, a pair of phoenix eyes with a complex luster, and said with a smile, "Really?" Huang Fuchen, if I have poison, will you eat it too? ”

The white bun in Huang Fuchen's palm fell, and he approached his cold face, "Yan'er, do you really bear it?" Is Ben Shuai bad for you? ”

Ye Yanran snorted lightly and met her gaze, "Are you good to me?" Huang Fuchen, back to Qizhou, you promised me to do it! Don't push me! ”

Huang Fuchen's rough palm pressed the woman's hand, held it tightly, and looked directly into Ye Yanran's eyes.

"Don't force you! Waiting for your own willingness, huh? ”

Ye Yanran felt the hot temperature in the man's palm, and anxiously wanted to withdraw it, "Let go... ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes were staring at the woman's eyes tightly, until the woman had already wrinkled her eyebrows angrily, let go of her clenched palm, and her eyebrows were filled with an unconcealable reluctance.

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Qizhou City, it was getting dusk, the car arrived at the Young Marshal's Mansion, and it was just night, and there was a light snowfall.

The car door opened, Huang Fuchen stood outside the car door, stretched out his hand and handed it to Ye Yanran, "Ben Shuai will take you out of the car!" ”

Ye Yanran saw the man's palm, although she was unhappy, she didn't want to be entangled too much, and he always insisted on her refusal.

Ye Yanran stretched out her hand and landed in the man's palm, and Huang Fuchen wrapped the woman's little hand with one palm and pulled her out of the car.

The small white snowflakes sprinkled one after another, the cold wind blew in front of the eyes of the two of them, staining some hair.

"It's snowing in Qizhou this time, is this to remind Ben Shuai to warm the quilt?" Huang Fuchen smiled deeply and turned his eyes to look at Ye Yanran beside him.

Ye Yanran listened, gasped, and suddenly looked sideways, staring at the man with wide eyes.

Huang Fuchen held Ye Yanran's hand tightly with his palm, and walked towards the Shuai's mansion, his deep voice fell in his ears, "Although I am not a gentleman, I am a dignified seven-foot man, since the words have been spoken, I will not lose my trust in you, don't worry too much, this handsome will take you to see something first." ”

When Ye Yanran heard this, she breathed a sigh of relief, let the man lead her, and walked towards the original wing room in the east.

As soon as she arrived at the wing, Rose suddenly ran over and exclaimed excitedly, "Miss, you're back!" ”

Ye Yanran shook off Huang Fuchen's palm at once, pounced on Rose, and reached out to hold Rose's hand, "Well, I'm back, Rose, I'm leaving, are you okay?" ”

"Miss, I'm fine, where have you been? I'm so worried about you. Rose shook her head, and as she spoke, her eyes fell on Huang Fuchen behind Ye Yanran, and Rose suddenly let go of her hand, and bowed to Huang Fuchen, "Say hello to the young marshal!" ”

Huang Fuchen glanced at Rose, then fell back into his gaze, staring at Ye Yanran, "It seems that in your heart, this handsome is not as good as your maid?" ”

Ye Yanran listened, was stunned for a moment, and quickly fell back calmly, "Young marshal, Rose is my personal maid, she has been in Ye Mansion for more than ten years, and she has been together since she was a child. ”

"Really?" Huang Fuchen lowered his head, approached the cold face, and stared at Ye Yanran's eyes faintly, "You escaped like this, did you think about her?" I never thought that Ben Shuai would ask her to blame? ”

Ye Yanran's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked at the man in front of her in shock, her eyes spread out clearly, and she realized this problem.

"Or is it..." Huang Fuchen paused, "Or is Ben Shuai taking her hostage and forcing you to show up?" You can't escape the palm of Ben Shuai's hand. ”

Ye Yanran stood firmly in place, and after a while, she finally spoke, "Then why didn't you do this?" ”

"Hahaha~~!" Huang Fuchen laughed loudly, and his dark brown pupils embellished this arrogant color

Huang Fuchen stood in front of Ye Yanran, his fingers hooked the woman's chin, "Ben Shuai just wants you to understand a truth, even if you don't use despicable means, you still can't escape from Ben Shuai's palm!" This is above board, Ben Shuai can still easily capture you! ”

Ye Yanran's body stood stiffly in place, and the indescribable coldness in her heart wrapped around her body for a while.

"Yan'er, do a good calculation, how long has it been since this escape, and how much time did it take Ben Shuai to find you? Well? Huang Fuchen bent down, a pair of eagle eyes seemed to be staring at a pitiful little beast, so terrifying.

“。。。” Ye Yanran was silent, her heart trembling.

"But in less than a day and a night, Ben Shuai found you, Yan'er, don't you understand?" Huang Fuchen raised his palm, brushed the white snow stained on the woman's hair, and shook it off little by little.

-End of Chapter-