Fu Minghua asked Yan Chai if he knew the reason why Emperor Jia'an had not expressed his position for a long time, but Yan Chai said:

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He put down his chopsticks and hooked the corners of his mouth.

Fu Minghua was stunned for a moment, he propped his hands between his legs, and his smile was seductive.

She took the handkerchief, slowly pressed her lips, and said tentatively, "Please?" ”

Yan Chai just smiled, but didn't speak.

She said again, "Please." ”

This time the tone softened, but Yan Chai still sat and didn't move.

She hesitated, stood up, and called softly: "San Lang......"

Yan Chai's expression did not change, but his pupils shrunk. When she saw it, she knew it was useful.

She endured her shyness, sat on Yan Chai's lap, hooked his neck to make him bow his head, and kissed him on the red lips.

The heartbeat was so loud that it seemed to jump into the throat.

Yan chased her and let her move, her lips rubbed against his lip flap twice, and she felt really shy.

Emperor Jia'an will not kill the Marquis of Changle Mansion, and the worst result is just as Fu Minghua suggested with Marquis Fu early in the morning, lose his official position and abandon the title.

She was just about to let go of her hand, but Yan Chai grabbed her thin waist and kissed her firmly, before letting go of her panting.

"Keep begging me!" As soon as he got the benefit, he regained his calm and self-contained appearance.

Fu Minghua's lips were slightly swollen by him, and he said after passing his breath: "San Lang, San Lang begs you." ”

He rolled his Adam's apple twice unconsciously, and rubbed her waist again: "It's almost there, it's about the same as you think." ”

After saying this, he asked again: "Yuan Niang, what is Fu Qibin here for today?" ”

Fu Minghua sat on his lap, a pair of jade feet swaying under the hem of his skirt, and when he heard what he said, he just lowered his head and didn't speak.

"Do you want me to beg you?"

She was still gasping for breath, Yan Chai couldn't help but ask with a smile, and saw that her face was even redder, before she lowered her head and leaned into her ear:

"Yuan Niang, my lady, my heart, please tell me."

This indifferent and arrogant person, like a hundred steels, turned into fingers, and wrapped around her heart one by one.

At this time, he was no longer proud, he lowered his head and said something as intoxicating as fine wine, Fu Minghua was naturally not his opponent.

The cold winter nights are long, and the good nights are short.

When she got up in the morning, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were full of charming spring.

The bet she made with Yan Chai was that she lost, and he didn't say what bet Yan Chai wanted, but said that he would want it again in the future.

On November 13, Emperor Jia'an agreed to his request to resign on the grounds that the Marquis of Fu was old and the dragon bell was old and he was able to retire for a long time, cut half of the food estate, and reduced the hereditary family of the Marquis of Changle to two generations, and when it was passed on to Fu Qixian, the title should be ended.

and thought that the temperature in Luoyang was not enough for Fu Hou Ye to recuperate, and ordered him to return to the Fu clan.

Old Marquis Fu was born in a poor countryside, although after becoming famous, he also built a large number of ancestral halls in his hometown and built the old mansion of the Fu family to be magnificent, but there is definitely no way to compare with the prosperity of Luoyang.

In that bitter cold place, when Marquis Fu heard it, he hurriedly wanted to enter the palace to see the emperor.

It's just that I knelt for a long time at that time, and finally saw Emperor Jia'an, but I was hurriedly reprimanded back.

Later, Yan Chai told her that he cried about the old Marquis Fu back then, and said that now his granddaughter is married to Yan Chai, and begged the emperor to take back his life, but was reprimanded by Emperor Jia'an.

said that his character and talent were not enough to take on the position of the prince, and he was made a very first-class minister at the beginning, all because of his father's contributions.

Now that Rong Sanniang ate his grapefruit and died twice, it is said that this is a plot to kill the royal heir, and it is also appropriate to take the lives of the entire Fu family.

Emperor Jia'an reprimanded at the time: "It's because it's for the sake of the old marquis who died early, that he was extra gracious, didn't pursue it more, and spared your life, what are you not satisfied with?" ”

Fu Houye's face was immediately ashen and speechless.

Although he wanted to return to his hometown, Emperor Jia'an did not order him to leave before the end of the year.

The day before Fu Mingxia's wedding, the Fu family sent someone to deliver the sticker and asked her to go back early the next day.

After being reprimanded by Emperor Jia'an, Fu Houye obviously had no intention of giving up.

In the morning, Fu Minghua went back to the Changle Hou Mansion, and today because she was coming back, the mansion was still popular.

As soon as her carriage entered the Hou Mansion, she saw that the person sent by Hou Ye Fu to pick her up had been standing in the snow for a long time.

The plaque on the door of the main courtyard of the study where Fu Houye is located reads 'Rich Changchun', which seems to be really ironic at this time.

Hearing the voice of the mother-in-law inside, Fu Houye hurriedly welcomed out of the main house.

The weather was gloomy today, and he was in a hurry when he rushed out, and one of his shoes fell off on his feet.

Fu Qixian and Fu Qixian followed him closely behind him, lest he have an accident.

In the middle of the corridor, there was a rockery of trees, and some snow was piled up on it, and the branches and leaves were bent.

In the ice and snow, Fu Houye seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and when he saw Fu Minghua, he hurriedly said: "Yuan Niang, save me." ”

Fu Minghua smiled.

How should she tell Hou Ye Fu that it's too late?

"You talk to the prince, please ask the prince to intercede......"

Fu Hou Ye hurriedly spoke, Fu Minghua interrupted his words, and instructed the subordinates who followed behind: "Don't hurry up and get Hou Ye Dayu." ”

His lips were black from the cold, but he didn't care about it at all. Fu Houye's heart was colder than his body, he said another sentence hurriedly, and seeing that Fu Minghua didn't reply, he became a little irritable:

"You and the prince are newly married, and you should be able to intercede with him, right?"

The smile on Fu Minghua's face gradually retracted, and his expression became a little stern.

"Grandfather, sometimes it's not always useful for a sword to go off the rails." There was solemnity in her eyes, so that Fu Houye didn't dare to look at her, and turned her face away: "Don't teach me a lesson." ”

He waved his hand impatiently, obviously not wanting to bring up the past again.

"You don't take the avenue, but seek the creek path, thinking it is convenient, haven't you eaten enough hardship?" Fu Minghua's voice gradually raised a little, everyone likes Ronghua and wealth, and it is common for Fu Hou Ye to want to go to the next level, but he shouldn't be out of proportion.

How many pounds and taels does he weigh himself, doesn't he know in his own heart?

Unwilling to climb up one step at a time, he wants to find a way to take a shortcut.

Seeing her angry, Fu Houye didn't dare to say anything more, but he was a little indignant in his heart.

After entering the room, the servants served tea, and several people sat down in turns, and the muscles of Fu Houye's cheeks twitched slightly: "There is no other way now?" ”

"Yes." Fu Minghua nodded, and when he saw that Marquis Fu's eyes lit up, he interrupted the fantasy in his heart: "If you resign and return to your hometown, the emperor will definitely raise your father." ”

When the Fu family heard this, they all felt very differently.

It's just that now, there is no other way, and Hou Ye Fu is no longer reconciled, and he is helpless. (To be continued.) )