Chapter 102: Are You Proud? It's me who is arrogant!

Zhao Feng looked at the man's face, his lips trembled in fright, and he nodded again and again, "Yes!" Sister Yanran took the initiative to send it, saying that she picked up this chain on the road, and felt that the necklace was related to me, so she gave it to me. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Picked up?" The corners of Huang Fuchen's mouth twitched, and his eyebrows were dyed with a haze, and his aura was a little thicker, mixed with anger.

"Less. . . Young Marshal, what's wrong with you? Zhao Feng saw Huang Fuchen's reaction, and the whole person trembled with fear.

"Humph!" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, reached out and took off the necklace around Zhao Feng's neck.

"Ah~~!" Zhao Feng was suddenly dragged by the force, screamed in pain, rubbed his neck, and tears overflowed his eyes, "Pain~~"

A blood mark suddenly appeared on the back of Zhao Feng's neck, and Huang Fuchen ordered coldly to Adjutant Chen behind him, "Ask a doctor to show her!" ”

After the words fell, Huang Fuchen took the necklace and walked briskly towards the wing.

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In the side room, Ye Yanran was drinking a bowl of black medicine, and the rose on the side snorted, "Miss, isn't it yet dinner, why are you in such a hurry to drink." ”

Ye Yanran drank it and frowned slightly, "I'm afraid that after time, the effect of the medicine will not work, so I should drink it quickly, so that I can rest assured." ”

Rose was about to continue to say something, but when she looked up, she saw Huang Fuchen standing at the door with a gloomy face, she was startled, and said in a trembling voice, "Less. . . Young Marshal, you are here. ”

Ye Yanran glanced at the man at the door and continued to drink the medicine.

Huang Fuchen strode in, and Rose looked at Ye Yanran who was drinking the medicine worriedly, and her heart hung high.

Huang Fuchen glanced at Rose coldly, "Don't go out yet!" ”

Rose was so frightened that she nodded hurriedly, "Young marshal, I'll go out!" ”

Rose hurriedly rushed out of the door, and Huang Fuchen's eyes fell sharply on the top of Ye Yanran's head, and then on the bowl of black decoction that was drinking.

"What are you drinking?" Huang Fuchen fell in a deep voice above the woman's head.

Ye Yanran finally drank all the medicine in the bowl, and fell back very calmly, "Medicine." ”

Huang Fuchen listened, reached out and took the empty bowl, and smelled the herbs inside, "What kind of medicine is this?" Are you sick? ”

Ye Yanran slowly wiped the medicinal juice stained on the corner of her mouth with a handkerchief, "I was infected with wind and cold, so I drank a little." ”

Huang Fuchen dropped the empty bowl, without much suspicion, reached out and wrapped his arms around the woman's waist, and dragged the person up from the chair.

With a pull, Ye Yanran suddenly hit the man's chest and raised her eyes, "Young marshal, what are you going to do like this?" ”

"Humph!" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, and raised the palm holding the necklace, the hanging necklace shook in front of Ye Yanran's eyes, and the opal pendant was particularly transparent under the light.

"Why is this chain in Zhao Feng's hands?!" Huang Fuchen took a deep breath and asked coldly.

Ye Yanran's phoenix eyes flowed, she lifted it slightly, glanced at the necklace very lightly, and naturally fell back, "I gave it to her." ”

"Ye Yanran!!" Huang Fuchen gritted his teeth in anger, "This is a gift from Ben Shuai, how can you transfer it to others?" ”

"Why not?" Ye Yanran fell back very disdainfully, "Young Marshal, the necklace you gave me is mine, if I want to give it away, I can give it away, even if I lose it, if this is my business, is it possible that the things you gave away are not counted, but you have to take it back?" ”

Huang Fuchen's sword eyebrows were beating, his face was pale, his palm suddenly wrapped around the woman's thin waist, and the other hand directly rubbed the woman's heart, "Ye Yanran!" You really have the ability to be angry, if you don't clean up for a day, you will uncover the rod and tiles for this handsome, and you are not training! ”

Ye Yanran was rubbed by the man, the roots of her ears burned red all of a sudden, and she said angrily, "Huang Fuchen, are you unreasonable, I don't give this chain to cats and dogs, I give it to your seventh aunt!" I don't like these jewelry, it just so happens that Zhao Feng likes it, so I'll give it to your woman, what's wrong? ”

"The woman for me?" Huang Fuchen sneered twice, "Not bad! It's becoming more and more empathetic. ”

Ye Yanran listened, and raised her head suddenly, "That's natural, young marshal, you have explained everything, don't you just hope that Yanran will be empathetic and can get along with your wives, now that I have done it, it is impossible for you to be angry with me again?" ”

Huang Fuchen listened to the woman's words, and felt uncomfortable for a while, this woman has always been fighting for me for this handsome, even if it is a polite word, this meeting is also very red-eyed, these reasons Huang Fuchen naturally understands, but he has never ignored it, and it is inevitable that the backhouse will be jealous, and this Ye Yanran's coldness makes him feel really unhappy.

Huang Fuchen's anger suddenly came up again, pinching the woman's chin, "Ye Yanran, this handsome person is so disdainful of you?" ”

Ye Yanran was pinched by the man's chin and frowned, "Young marshal, why do you say this?" ”

"Ben Shuai only gave you a necklace this afternoon, and in a blink of an eye, this dinner is useless, and you actually gave it to me?"

"Didn't I answer that question? You're not done! Ye Yanran shouted angrily.

"It's not over!!" Huang Fuchen drank angrily, stepped forward and picked up the woman, and walked towards the bed inside.

"Huang Fuchen!! You madman, can you please stop using this way all the time! Ye Yanran kept beating her limbs, so angry that she should learn some martial arts back then, and she didn't even have the strength to resist.

Huang Fuchen threw the woman on the bed, supported his arms on the woman's sides, and leaned close to his head, "Then what kind of way do you want Ben Shuai to teach you?" Well? ”

Ye Yanran was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly responded, "Huang Fuchen! You can beat me, you can scold me, you can even deny me food, but please don't do this, insult me endlessly? Okay? I, Ye Yanran, am a person, not a doll at your mercy? ”

"Hahaha~~" Huang Fuchen listened and couldn't help laughing, "This is the most ridiculous thing Ben Shuai has ever heard." ”

"Hit you? Such a body of fine skin and tender meat, injured, can Ben Shuai have warm and soft jade to enjoy? Scolding you? How many times have you been scolded, have you listened? Is one stubborn with me? Not a revolt! Just pretend to be proud of Ben Shuai! Huang Fuchen said with his legs, and suddenly pressed between the woman's legs.

Ye Yanran was so angry that she raised her hands all of a sudden, pinched Huang Fuchen's neck, and shouted, "I'm just proud!" I'm just proud! I hate that I am a daughter, and I don't have the strength to resist you! But if you want to destroy my pride, you can't! ”

"Really?" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly, and suddenly pulled one of the woman's legs, "Open!" ”

"I'll strangle you!" Ye Yanran tightly pinched the man's neck with both hands, but found that the man's neck was as red and stiff as his hands, and he couldn't wrap his hands and couldn't use his strength.

"Pride, huh? Ben Shuai wants to see how proud you are for a while! See if you're proud? It's still handsome and arrogant! Huang Fuchen tore off the woman's arms with one palm, pinched it easily, and controlled one of the woman's wrists with one palm, and placed it on top of the woman's head to suppress it.

"Huang Fuchen, you are disgusting! You're disgusting! I don't care about you! Ye Yanran couldn't bear such repeated insults anymore, as if there was no warning, saying that the wind is the wind, and if it blows in a burst, you have to bear it.

"Knock knock~~!" There was a knock on the door, and Adjutant Chen was a little apprehensive, standing outside the door, "Young marshal, an urgent secret letter." ”

Huang Fuchen suddenly stopped his movements, stared at the woman below him with deep understanding, and withdrew his palms around the woman's wrists.

Huang Fuchen rubbed the woman's flushed face, "Ben Shuai will train you later!" ”

When the words fell, Huang Fuchen dropped his legs, and Ye Yanran's stretched legs suddenly closed and sat up.

Huang Fuchen looked back at the woman on the bed twice, and walked towards the door.

The door was pushed open, and Adjutant Chen stood outside the door, handing over a letterhead, covering Huang Fuchen's ear, whispering in a low voice.

Huang Fuchen's eyes shot sharply at a red-lacquered pillar not far away, and a shadow loomed behind the pillar.

"Who is standing there! Come out! Huang Fuchen shouted.

Behind the pillar, Zhao Feng walked out nervously, with an aggrieved look, "Young marshal, it's me." ”

Huang Fuchen looked at Zhao Feng with a cold gaze, "What are you doing standing there?" ”

Zhao Feng rubbed his little hands, and his voice was a little crying, "Young marshal, I just wanted to come over and tell you and Sister Yanran that dinner is ready, and it's time to go and get cold." ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, his eyes were cold, "You take Eighth Aunt to the dining room for dinner, Ben Shuai still has something to discuss with Adjutant Chen." ”

After the words fell, Huang Fuchen spoke to Adjutant Chen, "Go to the study!" ”

It wasn't until Huang Fuchen walked away that Zhao Feng raised his head and looked at it, the tears in his eyes dried instantly, and he breathed a deep sigh of relief.

The next moment, Zhao Feng walked into the wing room, and said in a crisp voice, "Sister Yanran, where are you?" The young marshal told me to take you to dinner. ”

Zhao Feng said, lifted the curtain, walked into the inner room, and saw Ye Yanran's hair messy, tidying up her clothes, and her eyes darkened slightly.

Ye Yanran glanced up at Zhao Feng, with a somewhat unnatural look, and hurriedly tidied up her hair.

Zhao Feng stepped forward, looked at Ye Yanran, and said softly, "Sister, who are you?" Young marshal, he made out with you just now? ”

-End of Chapter-