The man was obviously also very nervous, and after stopping, he kept looking around, and Feng Zhige took the opportunity to see his appearance clearly, it was Mrs. Yang's eldest son, Wu Hongwen.

Feng Zhige grew up in the Han family, the Han family style was very strict, and there were constant disputes in the back house like other families, but she was not taught these things in the back house, not to mention that she lived in the harem for a period of time later.

Wu Hongwen has appeared here, so how can Feng Zhige not understand what Aunt Qian wants to do, "Heh, it turns out that Aunt Qian is fighting this idea." ”

Presumably, Aunt Qian guessed what Mrs. Yang had planned, and then did something in it, using her chess piece that looked very useful here.

Feng Zhige frowned, looking distressed, "Aunt Qian, do I really look so easy to bully?" ”

"No, no." Aunt Qian said in a trembling voice.

Aunt Qian was already trembling with fright at this time, in fact, she didn't know why she was afraid of the girl in front of her who didn't even show a little anger, but looking at her eyes that seemed to be smiling, she couldn't help but feel a fear from the bottom of her bones.

If Feng Zhige said that she would tell Mrs. Yang about her tricks, but Feng Zhige didn't mention this stubble at all, Aunt Qian didn't believe that Feng Zhige would do nothing after learning that she was calculating her, but she couldn't guess what Feng Zhige wanted to do at all, but she was first frightened by the miserable fate she imagined.

The unknown is always the most frightening, and Aunt Qian only deeply realized this sentence at this time.

"Since you don't, why do you all treat me as a chess piece, and put me wherever you want?" Feng Zhige was puzzled.

Too scared, Aunt Qian calmed down, trying to ignore the force from her waist, she turned her head to look at Feng Zhige: "Big girl, what do you want to do, you might as well say it directly, I, Qian Huiniang, am not a person who can't afford to lose." ”

A pair of Danfeng eyes smiled and raised. The smile in Feng Zhige's eyes almost overflowed, "That's great, this is a game, of course, it's fun with people who can afford to lose." Since Aunt Qian has this awareness, then I am relieved. ”

Feng Zhige stood up, and the hand placed on Aunt Qian's waist also let go, feeling that the control of the body was back, and Aunt Qian was overjoyed. It's just that before she had time to make a move, her shoulders sank, and she was involuntarily pushed down by Feng Zhige.

Feng Zhige's leisurely voice came from his ears: "Although Aunt Qian already knows who is coming, I think it's better to let Aunt Qian take a look for yourself." ”

Aunt Qian was shocked, her face changed greatly, but she couldn't move, so she could only pray in her heart that it would not be what she imagined......

……

Speaking of Wu Hongwen, he stood still at the courtyard wall and made sure that there was no one around. Only then did he find a key and burrow into the bushes.

It turned out that there was a small door on the courtyard wall, but it was blocked by the trees planted outside, and it really couldn't be seen if you didn't look closely.

With a click, the copper lock opened in response, Wu Hongwen hurriedly pushed the door open, and after entering, he hurriedly reflexively plugged in the door bolt.

It was only then that Wu Hongwen breathed a sigh of relief.

Because of Mrs. Yang's hope son Jackie Chan, Wu Hongwen was strictly taught by Mrs. Yang since he was a child. He had hardly done anything out of the ordinary, and coming here today without telling everyone was the most daring thing he had ever done in the past eighteen years.

When he saw the eldest girl of the Feng family for the first time in the afternoon, Wu Hongwen felt his heart beating wildly. This whole afternoon, the dazzling emerald kept echoing in his mind, his mind was not subordinate, and he made a lot of small mistakes when entertaining guests, but fortunately, the guests who came were all young masters who were usually familiar with each other, so he was not blamed.

Wu Hongwen was still young. Mrs. Yang made a family appointment for him, and his fiancée was the niece of Mrs. Yang's mother's family. Since the family affair was made, Mrs. Yang always told him that his cousin was pampered by the Yang family, and he could not do anything ugly that would make his future wife's face disgraced.

Because of this, most of the people around Wu Hongwen are small servants, even if there are maids, they are all ordinary-looking. When he was eighteen years old, let alone having a room, Wu Hongwen didn't even touch a woman's hand.

In fact, Wu Hongwen also knew that he was betrothed, and the door of the Marquis of Weiyuan Mansion was too high for the Wu family to climb, but even so, his reason could not remove the emerald color that was deeply rooted in his heart.

Therefore, Cuiliu came over to spread a message, saying that when the eldest girl of the Feng family asked him to meet in the wing of the guest house, he ran out like this without thinking about the strangeness.

The closer he got to the room that Cuiliu said, the faster Wu Hongwen's heart beated, and he lingered outside the door for a long time, raising and lowering his hands, putting them down and lifting them up, back and forth many times, before finally making up his mind to push the door.

The door opened, Wu Hongwen's frantic heartbeat slowed down slightly, and then there was a burst of disappointment, the girl he had just glanced at and put in his heart was not in the room, only a set of familiar emerald clothes on the cabinet next to the bed. This made Wu Hongwen happy in his heart, Cuiliu didn't lie to him, the eldest girl of the Feng family did come here, did she go to the clean room?

Thinking like this, Wu Hongwen was also relieved, he walked to the edge of the bed and sat down, his eyes fell on the dress that the eldest girl of the Feng family had changed, and he couldn't take his eyes off it anymore. He stretched out his hand and put it on the garment, rubbing it gently, slowly, as if what he was touching at this moment was the delicate skin of the girl.

Because of the imaginary fragrant scene, Wu Hongwen only felt that there was an ambiguous atmosphere in the whole room, which made him inexplicably short of breath, his face was even redder, and his heart was full of some kind of strange ** that he wanted to vent. As for what to vent, even he himself is not clear.

When Feng Zhige dragged Aunt Qian to open the door, he saw such a scene.

Seeing Wu Hongwen's hands fall on the clothes he was wearing, and making such obscene movements, Feng Zhige only felt sick to his stomach. But then she noticed that something was wrong with Wu Hongwen, she gave way to the side, and looked at Mama Li with inquiry in her eyes, "What is he?" ”

Mama Li took a few steps forward, her nose moved slightly, and after sniffing for a while, her face suddenly sank, and she glanced at Wu Hongwen, who was still immersed in imagination, with disgust, "What kind of mother raises what kind of son, and she still takes that kind of dirty medicine." ”

Mama Li is particularly proficient in all kinds of medicines, and since she said so, it is ** inseparable.

What does dirty medicine refer to, even Banxia and Fufeng know, and both of them reacted and looked at Wu Hongwen angrily, eager to go up and tear her up.

Only Aunt Qian, whose complexion suddenly changed drastically, and her face was instantly as pale as paper. (To be continued.) )