Unconsciously, the carriage had gradually slowed down, and finally in the middle of another wind sleepless call, Bu Feichen came back to his senses, and he blinked a few times and saw Feng Wusian who was looking at him with a strange look.

"Master, the Marquis Mansion has arrived!"

"Oh, go call the door!"

Without doubt, Feng Wuxian stepped forward to knock on the door, and only after a long time did he hear someone making a lazy sound inside.

The vermilion gate creaked open, someone probed out, and Feng Wumian said with a cold face: "Go and tell the marquis, just say that the regent has come to the palace today to meet your wife." ”

The little guy glanced at Feng Wumian a few times, and actually laughed contemptuously a few times and said, "Our marquis is not in the house, you should come back another day!" ”

After saying this, the man was already very careless and wanted to close the door of the mansion, and Feng Wumian blocked his movements with his annoyed body.

"You are presumptuous, the regent of my family came here in person today, and you are so careless? What are you guilty of? ”

The little guy looked at Feng Wumian with a sneer, and said in a low voice, "What's wrong with the regent?" My marquis is the nephew of the Queen Mother, that's ......"

Without waiting for his arrogant expression to bow his hands to the sky, suddenly his body had already flown out of control towards the courtyard.

When his body smashed on the flower pot in the courtyard, his head suddenly broke and blood flowed, and the people in the courtyard stopped their movements.

"Sleepless, this king is tired of it, so he asked the Marquis to come out to see me."

Seeing the handsome face that was enough to charm when he pushed the door and walked in, his face showed a little murderous aura at this moment, which frightened everyone to kneel at the moment one by one, and no one dared to step forward.

Bu Feichen had already stepped in at this time, raised his head and looked around, and finally a person dared to step forward and bow down timidly: "Regent, my lord is really not in the house." ”

"What about the king's eldest sister? Where is it? ”

"Madam, husband, ma'am, she ......" hesitated, but the butler didn't know how to speak, but his eyes wandered behind him, and one of them shrank and was about to turn around and flee.

"You, take this king to see your wife, if you dare to play any tricks in front of this king, then the cheap slave will be your end, do you understand?"

At a glance, seeing the janitor who was bleeding profusely at this time, but no one dared to step forward to support him, the person who was being instructed by the housekeeper shrunk his neck and looked at Bu Feichen cautiously, and his mouth was already stammering and he couldn't say a complete sentence.

Feng Wumian stepped forward, and before he could refute, he had already picked up his collar and scolded coldly: "What? You want to disobey the Lord Regent's orders? ”

"Slave, slave doesn't dare, slave is here, just take the regent to see and see Madame!"

After saying this, the slave looked like a mournful woman, and kept his head down and walked towards the backyard.

Bu Feichen saw the frightened expressions on the faces of all the people up and down the mansion at this time, and there was a hint of foreboding in his heart, so he didn't wait for him, and quickly followed the slave towards the backyard.

In the distance, a laugh was heard, followed by the sound of porcelain breaking.

"Hehe, my good sister, how do you think this is? This bottle has fallen again, and I'm afraid you're going to have to bother picking it up again. ”

…… It seemed that there was only a moment of hesitation, and then I heard someone in the room say, "Huixin, go and clean up this place." ”

"Sister, what I just said is for you to clean up by yourself, no matter how you say it, it is also the favorite thing of our lord, if it is broken, it is naturally for you to clean it up."

"Second Madame, how can you treat my wife like this? Aren't you afraid that the regent will blame you? ”

"Regent? What a sharp-toothed, now you know that the chicken feather is the command of the arrow? Come on, give me a slap! ”

This is how Bu Yurou lives in the Hou Mansion? He is also a prince of Hades, how can he allow others to oppress his daughter so much?

Bu Feichen unconsciously had pierced his nails into his palms, and he stared at the fragile woman in the room with a frosty face, bending over in pain......

At the moment when he was about to rush in, a figure rushed into the room as fast as lightning, pushed Bu Yurou away, with a meticulous expression on his dark cheeks, and said coldly: "Madam, this kind of vulgar thing is still done by a minion!" ”

The woman who was sitting on the upper seat was triumphant, and suddenly saw that someone was taking care of everything for Bu Yurou, so she smiled sarcastically: "Sister, no wonder this Xuanyuan City says that the eldest lady of the Hades Mansion is the first beauty in our Xi Kingdom, look at your face, but even a vulgar subordinate has to seduce." ”

"You, what nonsense are you talking about, I have never done anything to be sorry for Lord Hou, how can you ......"

"Why can't I? Bu Yurou, do you still want to rely on your identity to be powerful in our Hou Mansion? You don't look at your own catties, do you think that your brother is the regent, and I will be afraid of you? Let me tell you, Bu Feichen is a fart in the eyes of our Hou Ye......"

Xu was fed up with such submissiveness in this Hou Mansion, and even more because he felt pity for his brother, Bu Yurou suddenly rushed towards the woman, shouting loudly: "You are not allowed to say this about Brother Chen, he is the regent!" ”

"Bah, you're still doing the opposite......"

The woman suddenly grabbed Bu Yurou's shoulder like a tigress in a tantrum, and suddenly pushed her towards the pile of broken porcelain......

Seeing this, the man on the ground hesitated and didn't know whether to stretch out his hand or not, after all, Bu Yurou was the master, and he was just a slave......

In the midst of this lightning and flint, Bu Yurou's weak body slammed into a chest, and before she could raise her head, she was already pressed into her arms again.

The cold and cruel words above his head overflowed from a person's mouth: "Sleepless, this king sees that there is no one who has even disciplined the rules in the Hou Hou Mansion, beat this king, beat him to death, this king wants to see, does my fart count if talking in your Hou Mansion today!" ”

Feng Wumian Ye was already trembling with anger, and as soon as he gave an order, he rushed up and slapped the woman out.

The body swayed and fell on the chaise longue, the golden hairpin on his head followed the shaking body and made people's heads a little dizzy, Bu Feichen said coldly again: "Keep fighting!" ”

At this moment, a group of subordinates who followed from behind saw at a glance that Feng Wumian was mercilessly pulling the collar of his second lady, and the hand was broken and opened left and right without any pity, which was enough to beat that foxy and bewitching face beyond recognition.