Ye Yanran raised her eyes and met the man's eyes, with a calm expression, "Thank you young marshal for giving me the opportunity, but Yanran thinks that this place is quite clean, and I like it a lot." Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

"Humph!" Huang Fuchen's eyes darkened, and his face was covered with a hint of gloom.

The next moment, Huang Fuchen left the front hall with a big stride behind his back.

Huang Fuchen walked out of Beiyuan, his face was cold all the way, but his heart was like a depression.

Just after bypassing a long corridor, a maid ran up the hill, "Young marshal, the Overseer's wife is here, waiting in the antechamber!" ”

Huang Fuchen's face was still grim, and he walked towards the front hall.

In the antechamber, the Overseer's wife is sipping tea.

Seeing Huang Fuchen enter the door, the Overseer's wife hurriedly put down the tea and greeted her, "Bochen, is this wound better?" ”

"It's fine." Huang Fuchen leaned back in his chair and sat down, his voice was faint, revealing a look of gloomy anger.

The Overseer's Lady approached, "I heard you went to the North Garden to see that little trampleman?" ”

Huang Fuchen's gaze fell coldly to the Overseer's wife, and his voice was heavy, "Mother! Don't call her a little tramp again! ”

"You~~!" The Overseer's wife was suddenly angry, "Bochen, she has murdered her husband, and you still defend her, what is good about her?" Mother sees that in addition to her good looks, this is nothing else! ”

When Huang Fuchen heard this, he was a little unhappy, picked up a cup of tea on the table, opened the lid, and lowered his head to take a sip.

"Bochen likes it! That's all! ”

The Overseer's Lady was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, her cheeks were greased and powdered, "Bochen, she shot you with a gun, so she almost took your life and sent you to the palace of Hades to see Lord Hades!" ”

"Didn't she take her life?" Huang Fuchen dropped the teacup in his palm, and his gaze fell on the Overseer's wife's face darkly.

"You... I'm! The Overseer's wife was angry, "Bo Chen, do you really want to release Ye Yanran from Beiyuan?" ”

"Exactly!" Huang Fuchen fell in a deep voice, and his tone was cold and hard, "When Bochen's injury is better, Yan'er will be released." ”

"Bochen, do you still want that little practice person who harmed you to serve you?" The Overseer's wife was agitated, her eyes wide open with anger on her face.

Huang Fuchen's deep eagle eyes were slightly on one side, and the cloud was light and light, "Yes!" Keep serving. ”

"Slap~~", the Overseer's wife slapped the case, "Mother disagrees!" You must not let Ye Yanran serve you anymore, this shot scared my mother to sleep badly for several days, such a woman! Lying next to you, it's all scary! Mother didn't let you kill her, it's already merciful! ”

Huang Fuchen stood up, with his back behind his back, his figure was tall, and his dark brown pupils reflected the scenery outside the door.

"Mother, Bochen has made up his mind! If you don't agree, it won't help! ”

After the words fell, Huang Fuchen walked outside.

"Bochen, you stop!" The Overseer's wife stepped forward and grabbed Huang Fuchen's arm.

"Bochen, mother, look at your backyard, it's all empty now, just Yuqiu and Xia Yun, you really can't be interested, you don't want to marry a few wives back."

When Huang Fuchen heard this, his sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and he looked at Mrs. Overseer with a little amusement, "Mother, to be honest, I feel a lot quieter these days, and I suddenly feel that it's good that this woman is missing!" Quiet! ”

“。。。” The Overseer's wife grew her mouth in astonishment.

"Okay, mother, I'm going to the study to deal with things." Huang Fuchen reached out and was about to remove the Overseer's wife's hand from his arm.

"No, no, no!" Mrs. Overseer hurriedly shook her head and grabbed Huang Fuchen's arm again, "Bochen, if you are busy, my mother will help you with this matter, and then marry a two-room wife to come back to serve you, what do you think?" ”

Hearing this, Huang Fuchen sighed deeply, reached out and took the Overseer's hand, patting the back of her hand.

"Mother, you don't have to worry about this, Bochen is really tired, that's it!"

After the words fell, Huang Fuchen walked outside.

The Overseer's wife stood still, looking at Huang Fuchen's back as he went out, her eyes frozen, and her small hands rubbed a piece of brocade.

"This Bochen is really fascinated by that woman! No, you have to discuss it with the old lady! ”

The Overseer's wife gritted her teeth, and made up her mind in her heart, either she would leave Ye Yanran, and it would never be possible for her to serve Bochen anymore anyway.

。。。。。。

North Garden, inside the stove room.

Rose dragged out a few bags of flour from under the kang and happily called Ye Yanran and Wen Qiqi.

"Miss, look! There's a lot of flour, you can get some noodles to eat tonight. Rose exclaimed excitedly.

Wen Qiqi stepped forward, his eyes lightly glanced at the bags of flour stacked together, "Rose, are you going to just make three bowls of white noodles?" ”

Rose pointed to the courtyard outside, "I saw a few wolfberries growing on the wall in the morning, just enough to pick them below." ”

Wen Qiqi shook his head disapprenously, "Rose, these bags of flour have been thrown here for more than half a year, do you really want to eat them?" ”

"Huh? Lost here for more than half a year, so why don't you eat it? Rose was surprised.

Wen Qiqi's expression showed a hint of discomfort, a little evasive, and said in a low voice, "I don't eat noodles. ”

"Oh~~" Rose replied with some regret.

Ye Yanran stepped forward, squatted down, reached out to untie the flour bag, scooped out a spoonful of flour, put it in the palm of her hand, and kneaded it carefully, thoughtfully.

"The flour is dry and not damp." Ye Yanran's eyes fell faintly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

When Rose heard this, she was immediately pleased, "Miss, do you think you can eat the next bowl of noodles, right?" ”

Ye Yanran turned her head to look at Rose, smiled, and reached out to nod Rose's forehead, "You little girl, you know how to eat!" Keep this flour, I'll be useful! ”

"Miss~~, what other use can this flour be for besides eating?" Rose asked, puzzled.

Ye Yanran showed an unfathomable smile and patted Rose on the shoulder, "Don't worry! You'll find out soon! ”

。。。。。。

Time flies, and four days have passed.

In the spring of Zhaoyang, there is not so much rain, there is no rain for several days, and it is dry everywhere.

In the afternoon, the second floor of the North Garden.

Ye Yanran and Wen Qiqi leaned against the railing, one standing, the other sitting, their eyes falling on the high red wall, both with longing.

"Yanran, when did you say your friend would come?" Wen Qiqi asked calmly, but he was uneasy in his heart.

Ye Yanran's eyes were slightly dark, and she pondered for a moment, "I counted the time, and it has been going back and forth to Qudan for so many days, and it should be coming soon." ”

Wen Qiqi looked into Ye Yanran's eyes, "Yanran, for four days in a row, Huang Fuchen has come here every morning, to be honest, I feel like he really likes you." ”

"Humph!" Ye Yanran snorted coldly, "He thought in his heart that there should be one less person who made him humiliated, and he was unhappy in his heart." ”

Wen Qiqi smiled a little bitterly when he heard this, "But at least, I can see that he has been giving you a chance and deliberately wants you to leave here." ”

"So what? Rather than serving Huang Fuchen, I'd rather stay in this Beiyuan! Ye Yanran's voice fell firmly.

Wen Qiqi heard this and was silent.

。。。。。。。

The night fell.

The night shrouded Zhaoyang City little by little, there was no moon tonight, the stars blinked on the night, and the starlight was scattered in pieces.

Shuaifu, Lianxuan.

Huang Fuchen was lying on the bed, his eyes as black as ink shining like obsidian in the dark, and the man's sturdy arms were pillowed behind his head, thoughtful.

Feeling of dryness and bulging, Huang Fuchen looked sideways at the inside of the bed, empty, cold air, and his heart became more and more uncomfortable.

Huang Fuchen's breath was a little heavier.

The eyes shrank violently...

That's it! Yan'er, Yan'er! Tomorrow I will pull you out of Beiyuan, this is a shot of Ben Shuai, and I want to hide in a place to be free, wouldn't this be cheap for you!

Huang Fuchen's eyes crossed a strong taste, scorching, burning his heart.

A moment later, the man was under the scene of the sky.

。。。。。

In the middle of the night, the starlight was faint, and it was dark all around.

There was a sound of horses' hooves falling from outside the high wall of the North Garden.

Immediately after that, a group of black-clothed men rushed out, and the guard soldiers at the back gate of the Overseer's Mansion were covered by the black-clothed men from behind, and they were stunned with a palm, and the guard soldiers were instantly knocked to the ground.

The men in black looked at each other, nodded, and looked at the wall facing the back door of the Overseer's Mansion, which was the high wall leading to the North Garden.

A sturdy rope was thrown towards the high wall, and the barb at the other end of the rope hooked the inside of the high wall, embedded in the wall.

The man in black pulled the rope to make sure it was strong, and with both hands pulling the rope, he climbed the high wall, his movements were swift, and he looked like he had been trained for many years.

Soon, one after another, the men in black climbed over the high walls.

。。。。。

On the second floor of Beiyuan, Ye Yanran and Wen Qiqi were resting together, and on the other small bed on the side, Rose was asleep.

"Knock knock~~~" A knock on the door fell.

Wen Qiqi slept lightly, opened his eyes suddenly, and looked at the window standing outside the door, where several black figures were reflected in the papier-mâché window.