On the carriage back to the city, Fang Zheng sat in the middle of the carriage with an expressionless face. Changping and Yanran, who were on the side, secretly raised their eyes to glance at him from time to time, and then quickly lowered their heads, covered their faces and shoulders and kept shrugging, laughing and enduring it very hard.

"Laugh! What's so funny! Fang Zheng glared fiercely at the two mothers-in-law with low smiles: "I was attacked by someone!" Besides, don't I get back on the field too? The guy who sneaked up on me was beaten up so badly. ”

Changping snorted, seeing that Fang Zheng's face was pale, a little annoyed and angry, he quickly held back, moved to Fang Zheng's side, hugged his arm, and said gently: "I know, my husband is the most powerful, and it is our blessing that our sisters can marry you......"

Fang Zheng's face was slightly pale, and the hundred steels suddenly turned soft.

"Humph! Of course, your husband has come and gone freely in the army of thousands of horses, one person and one horse in seven in and seven out of thousands of horses, taking the head of the general is like a bag to get something, if it is not for that guy's despicable plot today, how can he follow his way? ”

Yan Ran blinked: "Why does this sound familiar?" ”

Changping also had the same doubts: "That's right." Didn't my husband tell us some story about Nagasaka Slope before? There is a general surnamed Zhao in it who seems to be seven in and seven out, and the husband ......"

Two pairs of beautiful big eyes with a strong desire for knowledge stared at Fang Zheng, waiting for him to solve his doubts.

Fang Zheng was stared at by these two pairs of eyes, and the man's sense of vanity came out spontaneously, and he puffed his chest and said coolly: "...... Treat it as if it were me. ”

"Oh......"

The second daughter responded obediently, and then leaned aside and whispered.

"It's really hard for our husband, he came all the way from the capital to pick us up, but he was beaten by his subordinates for no reason, it......'s unlucky enough."

"That's it, in front of so many subordinates, in front of everyone, no wonder the husband is in a bad mood, let's follow him more, we should coax the child......"

"Hmm!"

Fang Zheng's face became darker and darker.

"You two ......"

"Huh?" Two pairs of big eyes blinked at him.

Fang Zheng sighed: "...... Since it's a whisper, you have to turn down the volume, so why bother letting me hear it? Hurt self-esteem ......"

“…………”

"Mi'er, there's something I forgot to tell you."

"What's the matter?"

Fang Zheng smiled: "Your brother, His Royal Highness King Fu, is now the crown prince of the dynasty, are you happy?" ”

Changping paused, then his eyes lit up, and he said with great joy: "Really? Has his father already canonized him? ”

"Canonized, in front of the civil and military officials, announced the will in the Jinluan Palace, and at the same time announced the world, in the future, you, the princess of Changping, can walk sideways on the street more arrogantly."

"you! Am I so domineering? When people are crabs. Husband, if my brother becomes emperor in the future. If you resign from him, will he agree? Changping's pretty face flushed with sorrow.

Fang Zheng frowned: "I'm also worried about this, I guess it's a bit hanging...... Hey, Mi'er, you can help me talk about it too. ”

"Hmm!" Changping nodded vigorously, a relaxed smile appeared on his face, if Fang Zheng resigned, she and her family would no longer have to worry about Fang Zheng's life and death, for them, resignation was a happy event.

"Uh...... Since you're a lobbyist, you can simply help me knock on the side drum for another thing......" Fang Zheng's face looked a little embarrassed.

"What else?"

"Actually, it's nothing, huh...... A few days ago, I accidentally copied the prince's mansion, see if you can discuss it with your father, according to the old rules, let's divide it into nineteen......"

"You...... You copied the Prince's Mansion? Changping stared at Fang Zheng in surprise, with an expression of almost fainting: "Oh my God...... What kind of husband did I marry......

"Before you resign, you can make one last stroke...... Fang Zheng explained with a dry smile.

“…………”

"Okay?" Fang Zheng salivated, full of hope.

"No way!" Changping flatly refused.

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After taking his father and wife back to the capital, Fang Zheng finally became idle, he felt very relaxed, he should go to heaven and go to hell. If this is a game, he feels that he has defeated the biggest boss, and he has passed the customs, and what he has to do now is to eat, drink and have fun every day, and enjoy the life of the young master without pressure at all, and the fat man will be the emperor in the future, if he can agree to resign, it will be even more perfect.

Now Fang Zheng is enjoying it.

Beicheng Flower Archway, this house was once given to him by a fat man, and by the way, he also gave him a beautiful daughter-in-law. Now that Yanran has moved into the Fang Mansion, this house is also empty.

At this moment, Fang Zheng was drinking with Luo Yueniang in the bedroom.

For her, Fang Zheng has always felt guilty, Changping's thoughts are very strange, she can accept Yanran, who was born in the dust, and can also accept Xiao Lu, who is a subordinate, even Sister Feng, a pretty widow, she can accept it, nodding and agreeing to include them in Fang Zheng's back garden, but she can't accept Luo Yueniang, who was born as a bandit, I really don't know what she is thinking in her head, maybe as an imperial class, she naturally has a kind of rejection of those green forest underworld who rob homes and houses and are faintly suspected of rebellion.

Fang Zheng felt very sorry that he couldn't give his woman an official name, and he felt very sorry for Luo Yueniang. But if she is given a name, Changping will be unhappy, as a man, he now hates his amorous feelings, hurting others and himself!

"Your wife has returned to Beijing?" Luo Yueniang who drank wine. The pretty face was a little red, and under the flickering candlelight, she glanced at Fang Zheng like silk, looking extremely enchanting.

Fang Zheng swallowed his saliva, looked at this little flattering eye, and then listened to this sour tone, how much like a resentful second wife.

Fang Zheng said with a smile: "When I came back yesterday, the emperor was not in good health, and he immediately entered the palace again. ”

Luo Yueniang's expression suddenly became stunned, and after a while, she sighed and said, "Your Majesty...... How far away this word used to be from me, I always thought that I would die of old age in that poor ravine, the emperor, the court, will not have anything to do with me in this life......"

looked at Fang Zheng in a daze: "...... Who knew that now, my man turned out to be a senior official of the imperial court, a close minister of the emperor's side, and I can smell the smell of the emperor and the court when I sniff now,...... The world is unpredictable. ”

Fang Zheng said: "Your man? ”

Then he was overjoyed: "...... Do you mean me? Hehe, you're finally willing to admit me, you've finally given me a name......"

Luo Yueniang's head was full of black lines: "This should be said by me, right?" ”

Fang Zheng blinked and smiled, "Do you want to see the palace?" If you want to see the emperor, you can wrap it up on me, and it's guaranteed to be free. There is no admission fee, and even seeing the emperor is free, but he is not allowed to feed him bananas......"

Luo Yueniang smiled bitterly: "No need, I'm just a bandit, I didn't have the ...... to go to the palace to see the emperor's life."

Glancing at Fang Zheng, Luo Yueniang continued: "...... Having a man who is a big official is enough of a headache for me, and I don't want to get involved in the bad things of your court anymore. ”

Fang Zheng's face suddenly darkened, little girl, stinky girl! What's your expression? Does Lao Tzu embarrass you to be an official? Others can't ask for it, but you treat me like a rag?

The dim candlelight reflected Luo Yueniang's flushed cheeks after drinking, compared to usual. It adds a bit of charm and charm, like a beautiful and dangerous poppy, swaying in the spring breeze.

Fang Zheng stared at this stunning face, and his heart involuntarily began to stir.

This woman is mine!

Last time, she mistakenly took * medicine, forced Fang Zheng to the bow, and cooked raw rice into cooked rice, Fang Zheng has always been a great shame in her life, is it time to find the field this time?

Rolling his eyes, Fang Zheng decided not to use the * medicine, that thing is too dangerous, and the seizure is out of control, in case she is forced to bow by a bully again, where will his old face go?

"Yueniang, the beautiful scenery of the night, the handsome guy with good wine, it is really the joy of the world, come, drink a few more glasses." Fang Zheng smiled brightly and began to persuade him to drink.

If a woman is not drunk, how can a man sleep? This is the last word summed up in practice, and it is applicable all over the world, ancient and modern.

Luo Yueniang raised her glass and drank it all in one gulp.

"Come, have another drink, good things come in pairs, and even numbers are auspicious." Fang Zheng poured wine diligently.

Luo Yueniang drank it all.

"Good amount of alcohol! Here, another drink. ”

Luo Yueniang covered the mouth of the cup, her eyes became more and more drunk, and she seemed to be smiling: "Why don't you drink?" ”

"Me?" Fang Zheng sighed, "I drank it, when you raised your neck to toast just now, I did it too." ”

"Really? Alright, come on, cheers! ”

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Luo Yueniang finally got drunk.

She was defeated by Fang Zheng's endless and varied persuasions. Fang Zheng's wine table culture in his previous life has developed to a level that the ancients could not imagine, and the words to persuade people to drink are even more varied. There are all kinds of strange methods, Luo Yueniang is just an ancient woman, how can she be able to defeat Fang Zhengru's clever tongue? So, cup after cup, she soon fell drunk and lay motionless on the table.

Putting down the wine jug in her hand, Fang Zheng whispered in her ear: "Yueniang, Yueniang......"

Luo Yueniang's pretty face was drunk and red, her graceful waist twisted slightly, and then she made a ** murmur, turned her head, and fell asleep again.

"Wahahahaha......" Fang Zheng looked up to the sky and smiled proudly, in the night, his smiling face was extremely hideous, like the legendary old rascal who was about to stretch out his clutches to the beauty.

"Little girl, this time you finally fell into my hands, it's really a cycle of heavenly reason, retribution is not happy, no, it is very cool."

Fang Zheng smiled wickedly, and then thought of the last time he was forcibly pushed down by Luo Yueniang, and he dedicated seven precious seeds in one night, thinking of this, Fang Zheng couldn't help but collapse his face, and for a while he had mixed feelings, sadness came from it, and tears of humiliation swirled in his eyes.

“…… Last time, I forced Lao Tzu to be a stallion all night, and now I have to retaliate against anything, and if I don't put you in thirty-six different poses, Lao Tzu will no longer be called a name on the rivers and lakes from now on......"

Sticking out his hands, Fang Zheng first tentatively touched Luo Yueniang's soft ** through the clothes, not big or small, Ying Kan held it, Fang Zheng's eyes lit up, his face flushed with excitement, and Fang Xiaoer below raised his head very appropriately, and tenaciously turned his crotch into a tent.

"What a good cabbage...... Fang Zheng swallowed his saliva, and began to be dissatisfied with scratching his boots, so he bent down and picked up Luo Yueniang horizontally and gently put him on the bed.

The red candles on the table swayed in the gentle night breeze, and the flickering candlelight spread a faint blurry halo on Luo Yueniang's beautiful face, and the slightly handsome pretty face was a little more soft at the moment, and Fang Zheng was dizzy for a while.

Reaching out and rubbing over her bumpy and delicate body, the softness and faint fragrance within the reach of the hand made the room* light more beautiful and fragrant.

Her legs are very long, if in her previous life, Luo Yueniang's proud figure and golden ratio are enough to be a very popular model, the light blue underpants tightly wrap her slender legs, and the vivid and delicate posture makes Fang Zheng's heart pound.

Luo Yueniang's beautiful eyes were closed, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, her pretty face seemed to be even redder, and her long legs were twisting and twisting uncomfortably.

Fang Zheng trembled his hands, and quietly unbuttoned the button on her placket, looking at the beauty under the lamp, of course, it was more interesting to strip naked.

Solution, solution......

He's s**! How can you not solve it? Which damn tailor made this damn dress? Ming'er killed his whole family!

After a long time, Fang Zheng's handsome face began to sweat slightly, and the hand that unbuttoned it became more and more clumsy, and he couldn't help but start scolding: "What kind of button is this?" Is there such a tailor? How good it is for you to be a locksmith......"

"Will you solve it? If you don't know how to solve it, let the old lady get out of the way, I'll do it myself! The impatient voice came abruptly in Fang Zheng's ears.

"Oh, that's your trouble...... Wow! How did you wake up? Fang Zheng was so frightened that he fell to the ground, his head hit the edge of the red sandalwood bed, and the sky was suddenly full of stars.

"Humph! Want to get your mother drunk? It's still early! Luo Yueniang sneered.

Fang Zheng sweated like rain: "I was wrong......"

"Useless stuff! It's a shame to have the courage to pick flowers, but not the ability to pick flowers! Luo Yueniang quickly unbuttoned her placket, and her mouth was still counting with disdain.

Fang Zheng drooped his head, looking a little ashamed: "............"

Soon, Luo Yueniang took off the placket, revealing a slippery and immature, snow-deceitful skin, and a big red belly pocket embroidered with mandarin ducks playing in the water, and between the twisting of her delicate body, she faintly saw a touch of snow-white and attractive cleavage in the belly pocket, looming.

Seeing that Fang Zheng was still looking at her with his eyes open, Luo Yueniang frowned, and rudely lifted Fang Zheng: "Come over to the old lady!" ”

Fang Zheng woke up like a dream, his face was pale, he clung to the sandalwood pillar beside the bed, and said in horror: "What are you going to do?" ”

"Less nonsense!"

"I was wrong, let me go!"

"Be honest!"

"I'm not the kind of person you think, really!"

"Get down and take your pants off!"

"Three times at most, or I'll bite my tongue and kill myself!"

"Bang!"

"Ahhh

“…………”

"One library, one library...... Oh-"

"Shut up! What the hell is called! ”

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A night of madness, a night of romance, the rain stopped and the wind stopped, and the sky finally dawned.

The red candle on the table had long been burned out, the morning breeze blew open the plain inlaid bed curtain, Fang Zheng curled up in the corner of the bed, crying, like a suffering woman who had been ** thousands of times, Luo Yueniang was dressed neatly, sitting on the other end of the sandalwood bed and looking at Fang Zheng, her pretty face was flushed with shame, mixed with a little helplessness and crying and laughing.

"Hey, what do you have to cry about? The big man cries like a, is there a shame? ”

Fang Zheng raised his head, looked at her with teary eyes, his eyes were full of humiliation and accusation, and he stretched out two fingers angrily: "It's the second time, it's the second time!" ”

"Didn't it four times last night?" Luo Yueniang said shyly. When a woman talked about this, Rao is Luo Yueniang was usually very arrogant, and she couldn't help but burn her cheeks at the moment.

"There were four ...... last night Hey, I'm not talking about this, this is the second time you've **me! ”

Fang Zheng sniffled, thinking of the two tragic encounters in a row, he couldn't help but feel sad, and finally cried loudly, leaned his head on Luo Yueniang's fragrant shoulder, and mourned: "...... You're responsible! You can't just leave this matter at that, I'm not done with you......"

Luo Yueniang pouted: "Take a fart responsibility!" If you have the ability, you resigned from the official, went to my Qinglong Mountain, and gave me the second leader for the rest of my life. Either you clean up the fierce lady of your house, and the scenery will take me into the door of your house. ”

Fang Zheng's crying stopped, both of them were very difficult, optimistically speaking, it was as difficult as climbing to the sky.

Seeing Fang Zheng's frowning, Luo Yueniang couldn't help but caress his face with some distress, and said softly: "Actually, since the last time...... Since then, I have always regarded you as a husband, you don't have to be embarrassed, I am a bandit and a thief, I never expected to be able to enter the door of your Fang family in a dignified manner, when do you have leisure, you come to Qinglong Mountain to see me, in my heart, you will always be the only husband of Yueniang, tired, tired, go up the mountain to rest for a few days, just don't forget, on Qinglong Mountain, there is a wife who has not entered the lintel of your Fang family waiting for you......"

Fang Zheng raised his head sharply and exclaimed, "What do you mean?" Are you leaving? ”

Luo Yueniang smiled sadly: "I am a duckweed life, coming and going, drifting with the tide, now that the capital is stable, there is no danger around you, I won't leave yet, waiting for your wife to humiliate me, a shameless woman?" ”

"Yueniang, can you stay? Mi'er, I will tell her well, you are my wife, how can there be a reason to let my wife be a bandit in the mountains, isn't this a slap in the face of a man? ”

Luo Yueniang caressed Fang Zheng's face lovingly, and her pretty eyes slowly shed tears: "Fang Zheng, why do we keep arguing over this old issue? You have your responsibility, and I also have my responsibility, even if you can take me into the Fang family, what about the more than two hundred brothers on the mountain? It's not that you don't know that if there is no leader to take them, they may be left in the rivers and lakes, helpless, full of hunger, how can I have a good conscience? Again, I can't ruin my father's inheritance to me. ”

"I'll arrange for them, throw them into the army, fight for their own future, and I will take care of them if necessary......"

"Brothers, who are accustomed to living an unrestrained life, how can they be restrained by the army? You also said that military law is ruthless, and if you rush them in, wouldn't it hurt them? Fang Zheng, you don't need to force everything, fate has not arrived, and it is useless to force it......"

Looking at Fang Zheng's tightly furrowed brows, Luo Yueniang stood up, held back her tears, and said softly: "Fang Zheng, Qinglong Mountain is only more than two hundred miles away from the capital, if you have time, go up the mountain to see me, take care,...... I'm leaving. ”

Fang Zheng stood up and exclaimed urgently, "Yueniang......"

Luo Yueniang looked back and smiled, her pretty face was stained with tears, which deeply pierced Fang Zheng's heart.

"Fang Zheng, don't forget me...... Always remember that on Qinglong Mountain, there is a woman who is always waiting for you...... ...... vomit" Luo Yueniang's face suddenly turned blue, and she rushed out of the room without looking back, bending over and vomiting.

Fang Zhengleng froze in place, his handsome face turned black, and his sorrowful farewell was dissipated without a trace by Luo Yueniang's last vomit.

When he reacted and rushed out of the door, the Yiren had already disappeared, and there was no trace of him, leaving only a faint aftertaste in the air.

Fang Zheng's handsome face gradually appeared sad and indignant, and he stomped his feet and pointed at the sky and scolded: "Stinky girl! What do you mean? Does Lao Tzu look so shabby? Say a few words of love and vomit, don't say it if it's disgusting! Changping vomits, you vomit too, what's wrong with this world? Could it be that Lao Tzu is like this? Where is your aesthetic? If you don't like to look at Lao Tzu, don't look at it! ”

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It was painful to type, as if the special forces in the movie had snuck out the sentry's neck, and I, the poor and unlucky sentry, were the poor and unlucky sentry......

For the sake of me being so painful to code.,Let's get a few monthly passes.,I've really done my best...... in the next.。。。