Listening to Fu Jun's question, Chu Jian smiled a little embarrassedly, and said, "Master Fu gave me an errand temporarily, and my subordinates ran outside for a few days and got a tan. ”

Qingman has always been friendly with her, so he covered his lips and smiled at her at this time: "You're not tanned." Are you a sugar man, naturally you can only get sunburned. ”

When everyone heard this, they all laughed, and Chu Jian glanced at Qingman, and said, "I'm kind enough to bring you something, don't think about it later." ”

Everyone laughed again, and after gossiping for a while, Chu Zhifang said to Fu Jun: "Niangniang asked her subordinates to investigate, and her subordinates have already found out some, and this time they are here to return to their lives." ”

Fu Jun knew that she was talking about Qiaoyun, so she asked, "What have you found?" ”

Chu Jian glanced left and right, Fu Jun asked Shi Jiang and the others to retreat, Chu Jian lowered his voice and said: "My subordinates have been with her for several days, and I have asked someone to inquire about some news, this Qiaoyun's husband's family has a huge crude medicine shop in his house, called Baotaitang, and the name of the head is Xiao Jien." About ten years ago, Xiao Jien was seriously ill, and the eldest lady of the Xiao family bought Qiaoyun to enter the mansion to be happy, who thought that Xiao Jien's illness would be cured, and Qiaoyun was very favored. Three years ago, the eldest woman of the Xiao family died of illness, and the concubines in the family were also dead and scattered. ”

Speaking of this, she paused for a moment, and then continued: "Baotaitang is often in charge of supplying medicinal materials to the Pingnan Hou Mansion, and Qiaoyun will go to the Hou Mansion every two or three months, mainly to send some tonic medicines such as bird's nest and ginseng, which are usually sent directly to the warehouse. ”

Mrs. Hou has a bird's nest almost every other day. The amount is indeed not small, and it does need to be delivered frequently. However, Fu Jun remembered that the medicines that he used to take in the house were all supplied by Yi Nian Tang, when did they change to Bao Tai Tang?

After thinking for a while, she said: "You help me find out what kind of medicine Yi Nian Tang has provided to the house, and what kind of medicine Baotai Tang has provided to the Hou Mansion, and who uses it every day, please check it for me." ”

Chu Jian agreed, and Fu Jun asked again: "Among the people that Qiao Yun often comes into contact with, are there any people from the Hou Mansion?" ”

"Not really." Chu Jian tilted his head and thought for a while, and said, "But." The days when her subordinates followed her were still short. If the mother wants to know more details, her subordinates will continue to stare at her. ”

Fu Jun smiled: "Then I will trouble you more." ”

Chu Jian smiled: "That's all the subordinates/do/, does the mother have any other orders?" ”

Fu Jun smiled and said, "I'm gone here." Qingman is afraid that he is still looking for you to have something. I won't bother you. Go for it. ”

Chu Jian touched his head and smiled. Showing a mouthful of white teeth, he retreated.

Looking at her departing back, a trace of doubt rose in Fu Jun's heart.

Fu Geng asked Chu Jian to run errands. For what? How could Chu Jian get so tanned? Could it be that he ran to some beach?

As she thought to herself, Qingwu had already presented the dinner menu. Fu Jun remembered that Meng Yuan was back home tonight, so he threw away the matter, took a list and looked at it carefully, hooked a few dishes that Meng Yuan liked to eat, and ordered to make a chicken soup with sour bamboo shoots, which both of them loved to eat.

There were few things in Linqing Pavilion, and after setting dinner, Fu Jun had nothing to do. She was a little sleepy, so she found a copy of "Window Record", crooked on the couch and flipped through it, and after a while, the book was short and fell asleep.

When Shijiang woke her up, Fu Jun opened her eyes and saw the sun setting in half of the window, and it was almost dusk.

She got up lazily, and saw that her clothes were wrinkled, so she changed into a comfortable half-worn skirt, and only two hairpins of mutton fat jade were tied to her hair, and she freshened up a little, and then she got on the mirror platform, and heard the little maid on the stairs say, "Please say hello to the master." ”

As he spoke, Meng Yuan strode in, and the wind brought up between his steps blew the embroidered curtain aside.

"You're back." Fu Jun stood up and said with a smile.

Meng Yuan's eyes stopped on Fu Jun's body, and the corners of his lips were already involuntarily hooked. He didn't speak, just waved his hand, and all the maids in the room lowered their eyebrows and solemnly retreated to the bottom of the stairs.

It should be noted that after a period of running-in, all the maids knew a thing or two about Meng Yuan's temperament, and knew that he hated keeping people in the house to serve, so as long as Meng Yuan was there, the big and small maids, including Shi Jiang, would withdraw and wait.

In addition, Meng Yuan hated strange women touching his clothes and things, and in addition to Fu Jun, there was only one Mother Shen in this house. And if Shen's mother and Fu Jun were not there, Meng Yuan would do it himself. He was used to staying in the barracks, and everything around him was done very smoothly, and he made good tea. Seeing him like that, it's more comfortable to be alone.

Seeing that the maids had all gone out at this moment, the smile on Meng Yuan's face only opened up little by little. The pair of brilliant and delicate starry eyes were all wrapped around Fu Jun's body.

She was wearing a soft yellow plain face fragrant snow gauze shirt, and a very light soft blue Hunan skirt underneath, which was also plain and unpretentious. Such a delicate color is worn on her body, and the more the skin is like snow, moist and shiny, and the clear color is difficult to describe.

Twilight outside the window is approaching, but at this moment, Meng Yuan's eyes are more gentle than twilight.

He didn't speak, but stepped forward, took the delicate body of Chao Si Dusk into his arms, buried his head in her neck, and breathed greedily.

The newlyweds were separated soon after, and he really missed her tightly.

Fu Jun crouched in his arms, listening to his powerful heartbeat, and her heartbeat also increased.

Hugging Fu Jun for a while, Meng Yuanfang whispered: "Do you want me?" ”

The low and pleasant voice swept into Fu Jun's ears like the sound of the flute.

Fu Jun's heart trembled slightly.

His breath enveloped her, warm, dry, and refreshing, combined with the late summer breeze and the light scent of flowers, making her feel like she was in a dream.

That feeling of having someone to rely on and being concerned about her heart has never been understood in her previous life or this life. Now, in his broad arms, he tasted it for the first time.

That feeling was a little drunk.

And the more this is the case, the more she feels that she is short of words, and there is only one sentence in her mind: I miss you too.

It's just that she hasn't been in love for too long, and this kind of confiding is more difficult for her than solving any kind of case.

Feeling his heartbeat, her lips fluttered, and she whispered after a long time, "A little." ”

This answer is undoubtedly somewhat reserved.

However, this is the ultimate for her at the moment.

It's not that I don't want to respond, but I haven't said anything, and I'm already timid.

She didn't know what to be afraid of. She just couldn't say what she felt in front of him.

Meng Yuan was obviously a little dissatisfied.

He grabbed her arms and increased his strength, and the iron hoop hugged Fu Jun very tightly, and asked, "Just a little?" There was a threat in his tone.

Fu Jun felt that she was about to sink into his arms, and he hugged her so tightly, as if desperately trying to squeeze her into his body.

"It's not ...... A little ......"

Her voice seemed to be squeezed out by him, with a hint of extreme shortness of breath, and the last word turned into a moan under his iron arm, so delicate that his heart trembled.

The corners of Meng Yuan's lips hooked slightly, and he smiled lowly.

Sometimes...... No, most of the time...... It's not right, it's all the time, he likes to watch her "bullied" by him.

She is usually calm, but she is always very delicate in front of him, as long as he sets off a storm, she can only rely on him weakly, which will give him a special sense of achievement. (To be continued.) )