The corners of Huang Fuchen's lips sneered, and his eyes shot at Huang Fu Zhuo, "Ah Zhuo, you are going to marry a wife, and being a big brother will definitely give you a big gift!" ”

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"This etiquette should be done or done, now you are marrying a wife, if you take a concubine in the future, I will not give a big gift!" Huang Fuchen said faintly.

Everyone in the living room looked at Huang Fuchen in surprise, and the Overseer's wife frowned slightly, thinking in her heart, what happened to this Bochen? This Ah Zhuo married a wife, how could he mention the matter of taking a concubine.

Huangfu Zhuo was also stunned, then scratched his head, and said with a smile, "Big brother said that it is enough for me to have a wife in this life, and I will never take a concubine again!" Now that the Republic of China is in the Republic, this time is different from the past, we must respect women and advocate equality between men and women! ”

When the words fell, Huangfu Zhuo took Ye Yanran's hand, rubbed it in his palm, and smiled brightly, Ye Yanran raised her eyes, met Huangfu Zhuo's gaze, and smiled.

"Ah Zhuo, what do you mean by this, that I can't catch up with the times?" Huang Fuchen's voice was cold, and his eyes were a little cold.

Huangfu Zhuo was stunned for a moment, reacted suddenly, and smiled embarrassedly, "Brother, I didn't mean that, you are different from me, you are a young marshal, the commander of the town army, and it is common for you to have three wives and four concubines." ”

Huangfu Zhuo explained a little uncomfortably, Ye Yanran on the side lowered her eyes, she knew in her heart that this man was deliberately looking for Ah Zhuo, but they were brothers, why did he care so much about his own brother.

Huang Fuchen's heart was like a big stone, he was overwhelmed, silent, his black sword eyebrows, and his eyebrows were stained with a layer of haze.

********

The sky gradually darkened, everyone had dispersed, Ye Yanran sent Huangfu Zhuo back from outside, and just about to enter the house, she found that there was a small snow drifting.

Ye Yanran stopped, stood in the front yard, looked up at the snowflakes falling in the sky, and looked a little white under the approaching night, breathed a deep sigh of relief, and reached out and knocked on the back.

Ye Yanran entered the house, and Rose stepped forward and asked, "Miss, do you want to prepare water for bathing?" ”

Ye Yanran smiled with relief and nodded, "Well, let's prepare water, it's time to soak comfortably." ”

Under the dark blue night, the snow fell heavier and heavier, falling like catkins, and instantly covered the surroundings of the Commander's Mansion in silver.

Downstairs in the backyard, behind the snowflaked locust tree, there was a hidden room, a closed sandalwood door, and a steaming wooden barrel inside.

Ye Yanran sat in the wooden barrel, took a handful of hot water, and gently splashed it on her body, soaking her whole body in the hot water, which was especially comfortable in this snowy winter.

Outside the gate of the Commander's Mansion, a black car turned back and forth, and Huang Fuchen got out of the car and walked towards the house.

In the living room, Commander Ye was carrying a cigarette pouch to fill his pipe with tobacco, and when he saw Huang Fuchen with snowflakes entering the door, he was stunned for a moment, "Young Marshal, why are you back again?" Is there something important? ”

Huang Fuchen left the commander's mansion just now, and the car had only been driving far away, so he stopped, his heart was in a panic, seeing that Ah Zhuo and Ye Yanran's marriage was settled, his whole body was as unbearable as fire, Huang Fuchen decided to come back, as for what to do when he came back? Huang Fuchen didn't understand it himself, but he was eager to see Ye Yanran, a woman who didn't know what to do.

"What about Miss Ye? I have something to ask her. Huang Fuchen was blunt.

Commander Ye was stunned, who is this young marshal? What will he do when he looks for Yanran, is there something urgent? Something to do with Ah Hai?

Huang Fuchen saw Commander Ye's confusion, and said in a deep voice, "Commander Ye, this commander is looking for Ling Qianjin, just to ask about the prescription. ”

Commander Ye nodded clearly, and at this time, Rose came down from the stairs, holding a change of clothes in her arms.

"Rose, where's Miss?" Commander Ye asked.

Rose glanced at Huang Fuchen, who had a cold face, was a little scared, and replied, "Master, the young lady is bathing in the bath room in the back hall. ”

Commander Ye listened, nodded, and looked at Huang Fuchen, "Young Marshal, look?" Why don't you sit down with a hot cup of tea and wait a bit? ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on the passage in the backyard, and he raised his finger and pointed, "No, I'll go around the backyard?" ”

Commander Ye was stunned, didn't think much about it, got up, and made an inviting gesture, "Young marshal, please!" ”

Huang Fuchen turned around, and Commander Ye was about to follow.

"Commander Ye doesn't need to accompany him, just take a walk alone!" Huang Fuchen stopped Commander Ye from accompanying him.

Commander Ye stopped and invited, "Young Marshal, please feel free, I'll stop." ”

Huang Fuchen bowed slightly and walked towards the back hall.

The backyard, slightly spacious, was originally filled with pots of camellias, but now that it is snowing, they have been moved into the flower room.

Huang Fuchen stepped on a small layer of snow, walked into the backyard, looked around, paced at will, stopped under a plum tree, looked at the buds on the branches, stared coldly, as if waiting for the buds to bloom, like a hunting leopard, so keen eyes.

At this time, Rose turned out of the other way, holding in her hand the dirty clothes that had been taken out of the bathhouse, and the clean clothes had already been sent in.

Huang Fuchen turned his head and looked at Rose, who bowed to Huang Fuchen, and then left in fear.

Huang Fuchen watched Rose leave, following the path she had just come out of, her boots falling into the snow, and walking there.

Under a locust tree, Huang Fuchen stopped, his eyes fell on the door, the paper-framed sandalwood window, printed with a huge wooden barrel, the woman's fell in the wooden barrel, and the slender and charming body was projected on the window under the light.

Huang Fuchen's eyes were a little more proficient, the snow under his feet was rustling, and there was already a layer of snow above his head, approaching the window.

The man's footsteps stopped outside the window, and there was a sound of water falling from inside.

Huang Fuchen raised his palm, held the window sash, and slowly pushed it open, forming a thin slit, covering up.

In the crack of the window, there was a sound of water, and the white brocade cloth slid down the delicate and silky skin of the woman, which was smooth inch by inch under the steaming mist, with a layer of seductive luster.

Under the white gas, the woman's long inky hair spread out in the water, Ye Yanran pulled the long hair draped behind her back to her chest, and at the back of her back, the angular pipa bone suddenly showed a beautiful pink lotus, this pink lotus flower does not look like a birthmark, let alone a tattoo, it seems to be growing in the woman's skin, and the pink lotus that is not stained with mud is slowly showing a blooming state.

Huang Fuchen's eyes froze instantly, and his dark brown pupils suddenly expanded, so that there was only one pink lotus in the entire pupil, and the bottom of his eyes shimmered with a fine luster, as dazzling as the stars.

"Ye Yanran! You are destined to be the woman of my Emperor Fuchen!! Heaven predestined! Huang Fuchen's palms were tightly closed, his bones were red, and he shouted excitedly in his heart.

The soft place at the tip of Huang Fuchen's heart rippled in circles, spreading out, retracting, excited, and breathing a little heavy.

"Who!!" Ye Yanran heard the sound of crumbling outside, turned her head in an instant, and looked towards the door.

"Is Rose out there?" Ye Yanran continued to ask, a little nervous in her heart.

Huang Fuchen took a step back, avoiding the hidden window, at this moment, he wanted to rush in, such an impulse pounded his chest, but this is the commander's mansion, it is not suitable.

Huang Fuchen's footsteps were a little brisk, turned around, left, and walked towards the house under the heavier and heavier snow.

After a while, Ye Yanran opened the door of the bathroom room with her clothes on, her wet hair was scattered, and she looked out of the door, the white snow was all over the sky, completely empty, and her eyebrows were frowning.

"How do you feel like there's someone out there just now?" Ye Yanran muttered, always feeling that something was wrong.

When Ye Yanran changed her clothes, held an oil umbrella, and returned to the living room, she paused for a moment, she saw that in the living room, there was Huang Fuchen sitting in the living room, drinking tea and talking with her father, and it seemed that she had been talking for a while.

"Ran'er, come here, the young marshal has been waiting for you for a long time, he has something serious to ask you!" Commander Ye beckoned to Ye Yanran.

Huang Fuchen drank tea and turned his head to look at Ye Yanran, his deep eagle eyes were full of depth.

Ye Yanran suddenly remembered the sound she heard in the backyard just now, and couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly stepped forward, "Young marshal, when did you come over?" ”

"Ran'er, how did you talk to the young marshal?" Commander Ye was a little accusatory, he never thought that his well-informed daughter could talk to Huang Fuchen so recklessly.

Ye Yanran's tone softened a little, and she looked at Huang Fuchen in front of her, "Young Marshal, why are you here?" ”

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on Ye Yanran, who had just come out of the bath, and his flushed face seemed to be smiling, "I came here very early." ”

Ye Yanran bit her lip, "Young marshal, did you go to the backyard just now?" ”

The smile on the corner of Huang Fuchen's lips expanded, and he smiled a little deeply, and nodded slightly, "Go." ”

"You..." Ye Yanran's heartfelt artistic conception.

"But it's snowing heavily outside, so after standing for a while, I came in and had a few cups of tea with Commander Ye to talk about the war in Qizhou." Huang Fuchen fell back very calmly, unprecedentedly calm.

Ye Yanran listened, didn't doubt much, and breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.

Huang Fuchen couldn't help but want to laugh when he saw the woman's relieved reaction, but he couldn't help it, "Miss Ye, the prescription you prescribed for the medicine picking girl, Adjutant Chen lost it, you can prescribe another one for me." ”

Ye Yanran was stunned, she couldn't imagine that the man in front of her was just here for the prescription of a medicine girl.

Time passed for a while, when Ye Yanran took the written prescription from the study and handed it to Huang Fuchen, "Young Marshal, the prescription you want." ”

Huang Fuchen stretched out his hand, grasped Ye Yanran's hand, and the rough palm slid over the back of the woman's hand, caught the prescription, and fell.

Ye Yanran shuddered all over, and her eyes looked at the eyes of the man in front of her.

"Miss Ye, Ben Shuai won't bother anymore, rest early!" Huang Fuchen's voice fell coldly.

Ye Yanran looked at the back of Huang Fuchen leaving the Commander's Mansion, the whole person was like a dream, how could he feel that the way he looked at him was different from before, what was the difference, but it was impossible to say.

Huang Fuchen walked out of the commander's mansion, and the prescription in his palm was already twisted into a ball and thrown to the ground.

Adjutant Chen stepped forward to open the car door for him, Huang Fuchen stopped, and turned his eyes to Adjutant Chen, "You book the top pavilion of the Mochizuki Tea House tomorrow, and go to invite Ye Yanran to come over at three o'clock in the afternoon." ”

"Yes! Young marshal! Huang Fuchen bent down and got into the car, and the car gradually drowned in the snow and ice.

************

In the firewood room of the commander's mansion, after a few days of cultivation, the wound on Huangfu Muqing's arm has healed a lot.

In the dead of night, Rose pushed open the wooden door again.

The wooden door creaked shut. Rose stepped forward with the extra soup that boiled every night, "Mr. Mu, it's time to eat." ”

Huangfu Muqing smiled slightly at Rose and took the soup in her hand.

"By the way, Mr. Mu, there are a lot of soldiers searching for people outside these days... Rose stopped her voice and looked at Huangfu Muqing with tentative eyes.

Huangfu Muqing smiled naturally, looking at the rose in front of him, combing two big braids, and a simple face.

"They're going to arrest me! If you hand me over, you will get a great deal of money! ”

When the words fell, Huangfu Muqing lowered his head and drank the soup, without a trace of fear on his face.

Rose listened, and waved her hand again and again, "No, no, no, Mr. Mu, you misunderstood, I didn't mean to hand you over, I just want to know." ”

Huangfu Muqing listened, couldn't help but hook her lips and smile, and looked at Rose, "Why don't you hand me over?" If you take me in, you will only affect yourself, and maybe you will even provoke death. ”

Rose looked at Huangfu Muqing, a pair of delicate little eyes, her little head shook firmly, and she bit her lip, "I don't know, I just think you... You're a good person, they must have caught the wrong person! ”

"Hahaha!" Huangfu Muqing couldn't help laughing, "Good person? ”

Rose kept nodding her head, "Well, good man, Mr. Mu, what are you laughing at?" ”

Huangfu Muqing raised his palm, and flicked Rose's forehead with his fingers, "Rose, you are such a likable girl!" ”

Rose was made by this action, her cheeks instantly flushed, her little hand touched the forehead that was bounced, and she smiled shyly with her head down.

********

The next day, Mochizuki Teahouse, the sun is thinning.

On the third floor, Huang Fuchen's face was gloomy, standing on the top of the teahouse, behind his back, today he changed into a royal blue suit, tied a silver-white tie, and the whole person looked magnificent.

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on the vendors who came and went downstairs, and began to clean up the stalls and go home.

Adjutant Chen on the side stepped forward and cautiously asked, "Young Marshal, why don't I go to the commander's mansion again and urge Miss Ye?" ”

"Did you tell her clearly today that I have something important to talk to her about?" Huang Fuchen asked in a cold voice.

Adjutant Chen nodded again and again, "Yes!" I told you word for word, and said that you would stay here until dark. ”

"Bang Bang~~!" Huang Fuchen swept his palm, angrily swept the tea and snacks on the table, the porcelain plate was shattered, and the snacks fell scattered everywhere.

A moment later, Adjutant Chen looked at the sky that was about to darken, and saw that it was nightfall.

Adjutant Chen stepped forward, "Young Marshal, do you still have to wait?" ”

"You go and urge again!" Huang Fuchen fell back in anger, and looked coldly at the river with thin ice floating in the distance, seeing that the river would soon freeze.

Adjutant Chen glanced up, surprised in his heart, when did the young marshal become so patient, turned around and went down the high Moon Tower.

In the Commander's Mansion, Ye Yanran took Huang Fuzhuo's car and went to the opera garden to listen to the play, the car had just driven away, and Adjutant Chen had just stopped driving the car.

Adjutant Chen quickly ran towards the commander's mansion.

A moment later, he returned empty-handed, and once again rushed towards the Moon Tower.

At this moment, the sky is dark, and the stage overlooks, a pool of river water is shining in the moonlight, and there are still scattered fishing fires floating on the river, and the fishermen take advantage of the fact that they have not yet frozen, and salvage overnight.

In the attic, the mess on the ground has been cleaned up, and Huang Fuchen looks out from the railing, holding a wine jug in one hand and a wine glass in the other.

The footsteps of Adjutant Chen going upstairs came, and he stood behind Huang Fuchen, "Young marshal. ”

Huang Fuchen raised his hand and took a sip of wine, but did not look back, his ears clearly recognized the footsteps of only one person.

"She still won't come?" Huang Fuchen didn't come again, so he personally went to the commander's mansion to invite the eldest lady.

Adjutant Chen's face was embarrassed, "Young Marshal, I went a step too late, Miss Ye was picked up by Zhuo Shao, and it is said that she was taken to dinner and listen to the play." ”

With a sound of "bang~", the wine glass in Huang Fuchen's palm shattered, the broken porcelain piece pierced the palm surface, and blood overflowed from his fingers, dripping down.

Seeing this, Adjutant Chen suddenly silenced his voice.

"Where do you go to listen to the play?" Huang Fuchen asked angrily.

Adjutant Chen wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, "Young Marshal. This subordinate doesn't know. ”

Huang Fuchen turned around in an instant, his face was tense, the wine jug in his hand fell heavily on the table beside him, and walked quickly downstairs.

Adjutant Chen quickly followed him downstairs, "Young Marshal, where are you going next?" ”

"Look for it in the garden!!" Huang Fuchen's voice was cold and heavy, and his chest was filled with strong flames.

********

There are fewer and fewer people on the streets, and the vendors have closed their stalls, and some steaming noodle stalls are still on display.

At the entrance of a theater garden, the courtyard is like a market, and this evening, the old men always like to take their wives out to listen to the play.

A car stopped quietly not far away, and Huang Fuchen sat in the car with a tense body, dressed in a brand new suit without a trace of dust, which he had just ordered his subordinates to take out from the closet.

After a while, Adjutant Chen ran out of the opera garden and came to the car window, "Young Marshal, Zhuo Shao and Miss Ye are not here. ”

"Next!" Huang Fuchen's voice fell heavily.

Adjutant Chen was stunned again, looked back at the opera garden behind him, and sighed in his heart, this is the fifth, this Zhaoyang is from the east of the city to the west of the city, there are twenty or thirty large and small opera gardens, this family is looking for it, and when will it be found, when will this young marshal become so persistent.

Adjutant Chen got into the passenger seat, thinking to himself, this is still Miss Ye, it seems that the young marshal has a heart for Miss Ye.

********

At the Chengguan Bridge in Zhaoyang, the wind on the river is blowing with wisps of chill.

At the other end of the bridge, on the wooden stake, there were two figures, one high and one low.

Ye Yanran and Huangfu Zhuo were shoulder to shoulder, holding hands and looking at the stars in the sky, and the two of them had a faint smile.

"Ran'er, why don't you go to the theater to listen to the play, thinking about running over to see the river?"

Ye Yanran's eyes were glowing with softness, and she reached out to hold Huangfu Zhuo's arm, "The opera garden is so noisy, I want to be quiet for a while, we used to come here to sit quietly, but after returning to China, we haven't come again, I want to sit for a while." ”

Huangfu Zhuo listened, smiled a little heartily, raised his arm, and hugged the woman's shoulder.

"Ran'er, you and I really have the same heart, we both like a pure life, and we are happy and idle!"

Ye Yanran smiled softly and quietly, "That's why I want to marry you." ”

Huangfu Zhuo listened, turned his head to look at the woman's phoenix eyes, lowered his head and kissed her forehead softly, and his voice was soft, "Therefore, I want to marry you and spend this life together." ”

Ye Yanran smiled like a flower swaying in the wind, leaning on the man's arm, this quiet and tranquil feeling is really good.

*********

The somen soup on the street has been closed, every household is closed, ready to rest, and at the door of a theater garden, the curtain has fallen.

Outside the car window, Adjutant Chen stepped forward and bent down, "Young marshal, this last theater garden is closed, I guess this Zhuo Shao and Miss Ye may have gone back early." ”

Huang Fuchen's face was gloomy, his palms were clenched, and a pair of eagle eyes were full of anger.

"Young marshal, are you going home?" Adjutant Chen asked.

"Go to the Commander's Mansion!"

Adjutant Chen was stunned outside the car door, this young marshal has to see Miss Ye tonight.

"What are you still standing for? Get in the car!! Huang Fuchen roared angrily at Adjutant Chen.

Adjutant Chen was startled and hurriedly ran into the car.

*******

On the other road leading to the Commander's Mansion, Huangfu Zhuo took Ye Yanran's hand, and the two walked on foot, followed by the car that was coming.

"Ran'er, why don't you take a car and want to walk?" Huangfu Zhuo took those soft little hands, and his heart was indescribably satisfied.

Ye Yanran shook the man's palm, tilted her head, and replied playfully, "I want you to stay with me for a while, I went to Qizhou for so many months, and I didn't talk well together when I came back, the weather is getting colder, it happens to be not snowing tonight, and it is much warmer to walk." ”

Huang Fuchen stopped, turned his head to look into the woman's eyes, and instantly conjured a rock sugar gourd from his back.

Huangfu Zhuo pulled Ye Yanran to look at the sky, walking step by step.

At this time, scattered snowflakes fell from the sky, falling little by little.

"Zhuo, it's snowing again."

"Well, it's snowing." Huangfu Zhuo stroked his glasses, bent down, and patted his back, "Ran'er, come up!" I'll carry you back! ”

Ye Yanran paused, then smiled quietly and relieved, and jumped on Huangfu Zhuo's back.

Against the falling snow, Ye Yanran put her arms around Huangfu Zhuo's neck, looked up at the snowflakes falling in the sky, and smiled beautifully.

At the entrance of the Commander's Mansion, a car was parked quietly.

Huang Fuchen sat in the back seat of the car, his eyes were cold, and he watched Adjutant Chen run out of the commander's mansion.

"Young marshal, Miss Ye is not at home and has not returned yet." Adjutant Chen was a little apprehensive when he spoke.

Huang Fuchen couldn't sit still any longer, so he pushed the door directly and got out of the car, and roared loudly at Adjutant Chen, "What time is it!" A girl's house has not returned yet!! What is she going to do! ”

Adjutant Chen took out his pocket watch and looked at the time, "Young marshal, it's already ten o'clock." ”

Huang Fuchen's tall body stood by the car door, and snowflakes fell around him.

"Young marshal, Miss Ye and Zhuo Shao are together, it will be fine."

Huang Fuchen was furious, and shouted at Adjutant Chen, "It's only when you're with him that you'll be fine!" ”

Huang Fuchen was wearing a suit and a neat tie today, reached out and took off the tie around his neck and threw it on the ground.

Huang Fuchen raised his hand and pointed at Adjutant Chen, "Do you know if Zhuo Shao still has a private mansion?" ”

Adjutant Chen was about to open his mouth to answer, when two beams of headlights sounded not far away and illuminated them.

Huang Fuchen looked sideways...

The car started slowly, and in front of the car, Huangfu Zhuo carried Ye Yanran on his back against the snowflakes, turning left and right.

"Ran'er, are you happy?" Huangfu Zhuo ran and asked Ye Yanran behind him.

"Azhuo, I'm so happy!! Run a little faster! Ye Yanran hugged Huangfu Zhuo's neck tightly and looked at the scattered snowflakes falling from the sky.

More than a dozen zhang away, Huang Fuchen's eyes were full of cold air, and his pupils constricted tightly, condensing into frost.

Her eyes flickered at the man and woman who were playing with each other, and the woman was smiling so happily on her brother's back.

The snowflakes were falling, getting bigger and bigger, not so clear, but very dazzling.

Huangfu Zhuo stopped, and in an instant, Ye Yanran slipped from behind.

"Zhuo, what's wrong?" Ye Yanran didn't notice the body in the distance, and there was only her gentle Ah Zhuo in her eyes at this moment.

"Ran'er, see what this is?" Huangfu Zhuo instantly conjured a rock sugar gourd from behind him.

"Wow, when did you hide this?" Ye Yanran looked at this rock sugar gourd in surprise.

Huang Fuzhuo looked at the woman with a happy face and smiled softly, "I bought it a long time ago, thinking that you would eat it when you went home." ”

Ye Yanran took the rock sugar gourd, took a bite happily, and chewed, "Hmm~~ It's delicious, sour and sweet, it's stained with snow, it's so sweet." ”

"Azhuo, thank you!" Ye Yanran fell into words, stood on tiptoe, her lips fell on the side of Huangfu Zhuo's face, and a kiss fell with an ambiguous sound.

Huang Fuchen stood next to the car door, the blood all over his body was instantly coagulated, his eyes were red staring at that scene, the scene when Ye Yanran took the initiative to kiss, and his whole heart was trembling.

Adjutant Chen, who was behind him, looked at Huang Fuchen worriedly, thinking in his heart, this matter is really difficult to handle.

At this time, Huangfu Zhuo hugged Ye Yanran, looked down at her, ate the delicate appearance of the rock sugar gourd, and smiled brightly.

"Zhuo Shao!!" Adjutant Chen stepped forward and shouted, with a great sense of reminding.

Huang Fu Zhuo and Ye Yanran noticed the car parked in front of them, Huang Fu Chen standing next to the car door, wearing a suit and leather shoes, but he just looked very gloomy.

"Big brother, why are you here?" Huangfu Zhuo was very surprised and pulled Ye Yanran forward.

Ye Yanran's eyes on the side were full of surprise, and she fell on Huang Fuchen's glamorous outfit, recalling that during the day, he sneaked Adjutant Chen over and invited her to tea, but was refused.

"Where did you go?" Huang Fuchen's cold voice fell, his eyes fell on Ye Yanran's face, and he was still chewing the rock sugar gourd in his mouth, and his movements were a little slower.

"Ran'er and I walked around and went to the riverside." Huangfu Zhuo naturally fell back and paused, "Big brother, it's so late, you are here?" ”

Huang Fuchen glanced at Ye Yanran a few times, then turned to Huang Fuzhuo, and thought to them with their tightly clasped hands, and his heart was cold for a while, and his heart was blocked indescribably.

Huangfu Chen's thin lips overflowed with a cold voice, "I just passed by here after watching the play in the front play garden. ”

This explanation is so far-fetched, Ye Yanran listened to it, and she couldn't say a little weird in her heart.

Huangfu Zhuo didn't think much about it, and immediately replied, "Big brother, are you going to the theater at night?" I was going to take Ran'er to the theater as well, but she said she wanted to go, so I accompanied her to the riverside, or we might be able to meet. ”

"So good at being elegant? Do you still go to the river on such a snowy day? Huang Fuchen stared at the woman in front of him coldly, his heart was furious, and he invited her to go upstairs to taste tea, and wanted to tell her well, but he was so ignorant and refused to lift himself, but he was able to blow the cold wind with other men until now, and he didn't put this handsome in his eyes!!

The snowflakes in front of her were falling flutteringly, Ye Yanran really couldn't stand Huang Fuchen's eyes looking at people, so she avoided it directly, and fell her eyes on Huang Fuzhuo, holding Huang Fuzhuo's palm tightly with her small hand.

"It wasn't snowing when I went to leave just now, but it just now." Huangfu Zhuo still said naturally.

Huang Fuchen stepped forward and walked to Ye Yanran, who raised her head in fright.

Huang Fuchen pointed to the rock sugar gourd in Ye Yanran's hand, "Is this thing delicious?" ”

Ye Yanran was stunned for a while, and looked at the man in front of her a little uncertainly.

"Big brother, Ran'er likes to eat rock sugar gourds, I bought them for her, big brother, you and I ate them when I was a child."

"When have I eaten it?" Huang Fuchen's eyes darkened and turned to Huang Fu Zhuo.

"This..." Huangfu Zhuo was speechless for a moment, remembering that when he was a child, his brother didn't seem to have eaten this thing, and he always followed his father to the training ground.

Huangfu Zhuo thought about resolving the embarrassment, and suddenly found something, and said in surprise, "Big brother, why are you dressed so well today, this suit looks like a new set made for the Double Ninth Festival, right?" ”

Huang Fuchen's face became more and more ugly, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he said angrily, "I can wear whatever I want, and I still need to ask you for advice?" ”

“。。。” Huangfu Zhuo was instantly dumbfounded, he couldn't understand what this big brother was like this, he always seemed to be unhappy with himself these days.

At this time, Ye Yanran suddenly spoke, "Young marshal, Ah Zhuo, this snow is getting heavier and heavier, I'll go back home first." ”

"Good!" Huangfu Zhuo turned his head, "Ran'er, you go in quickly, the snow is falling heavily." ”

While speaking, Huangfu Zhuo stretched out his hand to brush away the snowflakes stained on Ye Yanran's hair, and his doting gaze.

Ye Yanran smiled softly at Huangfu Zhuo, her eyes full of man's gentleness, "Ah Zhuo, you go back and rest early, I'll go in." ”

After the words fell, Ye Yanran walked towards the gate of the Commander's Mansion, and when the gate closed, Ye Yanran turned around and smiled back at Huangfu Zhuo.

Seeing this, Huangfu Zhuo smiled brightly, and stroked the frame, which was very comfortable.

Huang Fuchen on the side stood stiffly in place, looking at the two people in front of him, looking at the appearance of no one around, his whole heart was twitching.

After a while, Huang Fuzhuo turned around and looked at Huang Fuchen, "Big brother, it's not too late, let's go together?" ”

"Humph!!" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly at Huang Fu Zhuo, "You and I don't have the same path, you have to go by yourself!" ”

Huangfu Zhuo was embarrassed in place again, stroked his glasses, and was a little confused, what happened to the eldest brother, but he didn't dare to force it.

"Big brother, then I'll go back first." Huang Fuzhuo finally let out a sigh and walked towards his car.

******

In the dead of night, Huang Fuchen's tall and majestic body stood outside the door of the Commander's Mansion for a while, the snowflakes fell on his head white, his suit and shoulders were stained with the snowflakes, and his eyes were angry and red staring at the tightly closed gate of the Commander's Mansion.

"Young marshal, are you going home?" Adjutant Chen stepped forward again to ask.

Huang Fuchen turned around with his hands behind his back, and said nothing angrily, Adjutant Chen quickly stepped forward and opened the car door, and the car kicked up the snow and left.

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The next day, in the young marshal's mansion, the servants outside were sweeping the snow in the courtyards and in the study.

Huang Fuchen bent down and held a brush on the desk, whether it was stained with ink and drawing something on the spread of paper.

At this time, the third aunt Zhu Bilian took the soup and shook it into the study step by step.

"Young Marshal~~!" The sweet and delicate voice came, "Drink some longan lotus seed soup." ”

Zhu Bilian put the soup on the table, looked at Huang Fuchen's expression of concentrating on what she was drawing, and approached with interest.

"Young Marshal~~! Who is this woman you pictured? How can this still have such a beautiful lotus pattern back? ”

Huang Fuchen put down the brush in his hand and put it on the inkstone, the woman in the painting, with her back on her back, her long ink-colored hair slanted in front of her, revealing her beautiful back, and her back bone presented a pink lotus, showing a beautiful blooming state.

"You think it's good-looking, too?" Huang Fuchen fell, his voice indifferent.

Zhu Bilian nodded again and again, "Exactly, the young marshal's brush is like a stroke of genius, it is always so lifelike when it falls on the paper, and such a lotus flower is painted as if it were real." ”

Huang Fuchen raised his eyes, and his gaze swept over Zhu Bilian indifferently, "What if Ben Shuai said that this lotus flower is true?" ”

Zhu Bilian was surprised, "Young marshal, is there really such a woman in the world?" ”

Huang Fuchen was silent, his eyes were dark, what he saw that night still lingered in his mind for a long time, and the urge to take that woman into his arms and love her was surging.

Huang Fuchen's eyes fell on the painting, he was silent for a long time, and finally came back to his senses, seeing that the third aunt was still standing beside him, his voice was displeased, "What are you doing here?" ”

Zhu Bilian was startled, and hurriedly took the soup on the side, "Young marshal, I'll send you lotus seed soup." ”

"Drop it, you're ready to go!"

Zhu Bilian listened, feeling very lost and reluctant in her heart, and asked, "Young marshal, why don't you let Bilian beat your back for you?" I haven't served you well in a few days. ”

Zhu Bilian's hand just touched Huang Fuchen, Huang Fuchen grabbed the woman's wrist with one palm, and his voice was cold, "No need!" You get out!! ”

Zhu Bilian listened to such a resolute and cold voice, where did she dare to linger longer.

When he went out, Adjutant Chen came in from outside.

"Young marshal."

"What?"

"Young marshal, the day after tomorrow is the engagement banquet between Zhuo Shao and Miss Ye, and a big feast will be held in the Overseer's Mansion, you see that it is a list of congratulatory gifts, please take a look."

Adjutant Chen handed over a list, and Huang Fuchen's face twitched, "No need, buy it accordingly!" ”

"Yes! Young marshal. Adjutant Chen hurriedly responded and was about to go out.

"Young marshal, there is one more thing!" Adjutant Chen suddenly turned back.

Huang Fuchen was suddenly furious, slapped the case, and shouted angrily, "Adjutant Chen!! What the hell is going on with you Raush!! I don't know how to explain it all at once?!! ”

Adjutant Chen was startled, his palms were sweaty, and he paused, "Young marshal, Miss Ye's side... Do you want to invite you today? ”

"No!!" Huang Fuchen snorted coldly.

Adjutant Chen turned around and planned to leave quickly.

"Wait!!" Huang Fuchen propped his arms on both sides of the desk and shouted loudly.

"Young marshal, what else do you have to order?"

Huang Fuchen's gaze fell on the painting, and he stretched out his hand to raise the painting, "Adjutant Chen, please!" Continue to ask today, you send this painting to her, and say that Ben Shuai is waiting for her at the Mochizuki Teahouse! ”

Adjutant Chen took the painting, didn't dare to look at it more, and hurriedly rolled it up and exited the study.

-End of Chapter-