Suddenly seeing Ye Fusang's appearance, the empress was terrified, hurriedly stood up, and kept checking Ye Fusang's body. "She still knows a little bit about the grievances between Fusang and the prince of the North Underworld.

Hearing this, Ye Fusang shook his head gently, "Fusang is fine." ”

"Fusang, yes, do you like Gong Yushu, the prince of the Northern Underworld?" After thinking about it, the empress asked cautiously.

Hearing this, Ye Fusang chuckled, Gong Yushu later said that it was false to say that he was not moved by what he did, but as long as she thought that she went to the North Hells because of the conspiracy of this femme fatale, she did not have any good feelings towards him.

"How so?" Ye Fusang shrugged indifferently, "I still like the mountains and rivers of Fengtian, and I really don't have any feelings for Beiming." ”

Hearing this, the empress sighed leisurely, "As long as Fusang is okay with you." "It's just that I don't know if the prince of the Northern Hell will give up, if Ye Fusang has three longs and two shorts, how should she explain to her dead parents?

Looking at the sky, Ye Fusang remembered the men in the family, so he said goodbye to the empress, and hurried out, just out of the empress's bedroom, Ye Fusang saw a figure a little impatient towards the empress's bedroom.

Ye Fusang frowned slightly, this Fengyan prince has always disliked himself, every time he sees himself, he always talks nonsense, it is better not to see her, so as not to delay her time, thinking about it, Ye Fusang walked to the side.

"Ye Fusang!"

As soon as he turned around, there was a roar full of anger behind him, Ye Fusang frowned, turned around a little reluctantly, and in an instant, the indifferent and detached but undiminished smile on his face appeared in front of Feng Yan. "Is there something wrong with Prince Fengyan?"

Looking at the dizzying smiling face in front of him, Feng Yan suddenly felt that his face was a little hot, and he found out for the first time that Ye Fusang was so good-looking.

Seeing that Feng Yan didn't speak, just stared at himself blindly, Ye Fusang frowned slightly, "You have something?" ”

Ye Fusang's slightly displeased voice suddenly came to Feng Yan's ears, and he was instantly awakened, and he found that he was staring at Ye Fusang stunned, Feng Yan frowned fiercely, and returned to his usual appearance in an instant.

Feng Yan glanced Ye Fusang up and down, and snorted coldly, "Why, I am willing to come back, this prince still thinks that you are playing with that beautiful prince of the Northern Underworld, I don't know what time it is?" ”

Listening to Feng Yan's cold words in front of him, Ye Fusang's brows furrowed unhappily, no matter what she did, it didn't seem to have anything to do with him, not to mention, she hadn't done anything yet?

"If the prince is fine, Fusang will leave first." Ye Fusang looked at Feng Yan in front of her expressionlessly, in her eyes, Feng Yan was just a child who was spoiled by the empress and Feng Zhi.

Without waiting for Feng Yan to say anything, Ye Fusang turned around and left, however, as soon as he took a step, he was dragged by Feng Yan.

"Ye Fusang, this prince hasn't finished speaking. Don't go! Feng Yan grabbed the corner of Ye Fusang's clothes and yelled a little rudely.

"Let it go!" Glancing at the corner of the clothes that was tightly held in Feng Yan's hand, Ye Fusang's eyes flashed with anger, she could tolerate the commotion of those men in the house, it didn't mean that anyone could be so unreasonable to her.

Looking at Ye Fusang's serious appearance, a touch of grievance flashed in Feng Yan's heart, she was very good to her husband, why was she so blunt to herself, isn't it, she has to marry her so that she can be better to herself.

Feng Yan was taken aback by his own thoughts, how could he have such thoughts, how could a gentleman like Ye Fusang be worthy of him, he liked General Murong, and only such a woman who stood up to the sky was worthy of her.

Thinking about it, Feng Yan looked at Ye Fusang with disdain, his face was full of disdain, Ye Fusang was almost violent by his eyes, and when he was about to make a fortune, Feng Zhi didn't know where it came from.

"Fusang, it's really you, I heard that you are back, I still don't believe it." As she spoke, Feng Zhi hugged Ye Fusang, and by the way, she cut off her sight from looking at Feng Yan.

Ye Fusang frowned. He was just about to push Feng Zhi away, but he took the initiative to take a step back, "Fusang, go, I'll take you to a good place, I know that you must have been suffocating a lot during this time." ”

"No need, just go." Ye Fusang took out his hand expressionlessly, and didn't say much, as long as this woman said to take her somewhere, in addition to [Qing] [Lou], it was still [Qing] [Lou].

"Fusang, don't be so unhappy." As she spoke, Feng Zhi pushed and shoved Ye Fusang out.

Feng Yan glared at Ye Fusang's back hatefully, and snorted coldly, "Shameless." He knew that this woman was not a good thing, and as soon as he came back, he went to look for flowers and ask Liu, or General Murong, and he almost didn't go out of these places, which was like Ye Fusang, it was simply shameless.

Feng Zhi coaxed and deceived Ye Fusang all the way to Huamanlou, almost not giving Ye Fusang a chance to speak. Looking at the flowers dancing in front of him, Ye Fusang shook off Feng Zhi's hand again, "Feng Zhi, the county lord still has something to do." ”

"Fusang, it's all here, don't be hypocritical, why did you go to the North Underworld and become a fierce girl who guards herself like jade, so is the Prince of the Northern Underworld really so good?"

Hearing this, Ye Fusang's face changed, and just when she was about to have a seizure, Feng Zhi grabbed her, didn't give Ye Fusang time to struggle, and dragged her in.

Ye Fusang sat there with a dark face, and Feng Zhi was excited to laugh with the warbler Yanyan beside her, smiling and laughing, Feng Zhi threw Ye Fusang a smile with unknown meaning, "That, Fusang, you sit down first, I'll solve it." ”

Hearing this, Ye Fusang frowned and waved his hand impatiently. Seeing this, Feng Zhi threw Ye Fusang a 'you still know me' look, turned around, picked up the white and pure little man beside her and walked towards the wing room, until it was far away, Ye Fusang still heard the voice of the little man pretending to call.

Ye Fusang shook his head speechlessly, raised his head, drank the last drop of tea in the cup, and was just about to get up and leave, when he saw a black silk appear in front of him, Ye Fusang raised his head, in front of him, the man was dressed in black, still with his shoulders half exposed, and the corners of his eyes were full of amorousness, seeing Ye Fusang looking at him, Lan Qian smiled enchantingly, "Why is Miss busy walking?" ”

Looking at Lan Qian in front of him, Ye Fusang glanced him up and down, and then nodded, "Lord Lan Qian." ”

Hearing this, Lan Qian's pupils shrank, and he suddenly stepped forward, "What did you call me?" ”

Looking at the person who was about to shrink into his arms, the corners of Ye Fusang's mouth opened up with a sarcastic arc, "What, is this a trick newly invented by the owner of Lan Qianlou to seduce women?" ”

"You!" Listening to Ye Fusang's words, Lan Qian was stunned, a pair of eyes stayed on Ye Fusang's body, for a while, as if he had determined something, the corners of Lan Qian's mouth reappeared with that bewitching and boundless words, "Yo, the county lord is really sharp-eyed, you can see it." ”

As he spoke, Lan Qian leaned on Ye Fusang's arms with a soft body that seemed to have no bones, Lan Qian looked up at Ye Fusang, Ye Fusang looked at him expressionlessly, the corners of Lan Qian's mouth hooked the arc of temptation, and a pair of eyes with pain that could not be ignored, just staring at Ye Fusang.

She remembered, she finally remembered herself, when she regarded herself as a stranger, at that moment, no one knew the bitterness in his heart, and when she knew that she was forced to marry Beiming, she didn't know how painful his heart was.

But, no matter what, he is not qualified to see her, even a glance from a distance is an extravagant hope, people like him have long been unable to do what they want, but they didn't expect that when they met again, she actually remembered herself.

Although she said words that pierced her heart, as long as she remembered herself, even if she beat herself hard, he would not complain, let alone ......

Just say a few nasty words.

Looking at Lan Qian's deeper and deeper eyes, the monstrous waves inside seemed to drown Ye Fusang, reaching out, Ye Fusang dragged Lan Qian's waist and pushed him away from his arms, "Lord Lan Qianlou should sit well, this county lord doesn't want to be stained with the smell of wind and dust in his arms." ”

"Hehe......" Lan Qian smiled lightly, smiling enchantingly, but there was boundless bitterness in his eyes, "The county lord is really good at talking, who is not here to be polluted with dust." Saying that, Lan Qian slowly stood up, his eyes were bitter and trembling, and he looked at Ye Fusang enchantingly, "The county lord disdains Lan Qian, I think, other people will love Lan Qian very much." ”

Saying that, Lan Qian walked towards the edge of the building step by step, as he walked, the clothes gradually fell off, until the large collarbone on his chest was exposed, and the faintly visible cherry grains were revealed, before stopping, Lan Qian leaned on the edge of the building with a bewitching face, holding a wine jug in one hand, "Lan Qian thank you for your support to Hua Manlou all the time, I toast everyone." As he spoke, he looked up, ignoring the bitterness of the wine, Lan Qian had already been swallowed by the wine.

Seeing Lan Qian's appearance, the entire Huamanlou instantly boiled, staring at Lan Qian's slender figure like a wolf and a tiger, "The owner of Lan Qianlou is really polite." ”

Everyone returned to the wine one after another, and Lan Qian did not refuse, and kept drinking the wine in his hand, letting the wine stay along the corners of his mouth, wetting the placket on his chest, and the thin gauze was tightly attached to the skin, which immediately attracted everyone's scramble to watch.

A drunken woman had already made a detour to the attic at some point, grabbed Lan Qian's hand, took out a stack of silver tickets from her arms, and slammed it on Lan Qian's face, "This old lady wants it tonight, little slut, you serve the old lady well tonight and your benefits!" ”