Fu Junmo took Yan Huan to the hospital.

The doctor quickly did a set of examinations for Wan Yanhuan, he took off his mask, revealing a delicate face, his eyes looked at Fu Junmo, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled evilly.

"Mo, if I'm not mistaken, this is your newlywed little wife......"

Tsk tsk, such a unique pale golden pupil, look so good!!

Wan Yanhuan's pupils shrank again, turned his head to stare at Fu Junmo, and his voice suddenly rose: "You married me?" Fu Junmo, how can you marry me?! ”

You are clearly the regent, and I am the queen of the Northern Dynasty!

Although she is only a former queen who has not been abolished......

Fu Junmo's eyes also fell in an instant, his jaw tightened, and he reached out to pinch Wan Yan Huan's chin.

"How can I marry you, huh?" He repeated coldly, lowered his head and laughed lowly, and gradually increased the strength in his hand, "Wan Yanhuan, you begged me to marry you, don't you tell me that you forgot it after only a few months?"

As soon as Fu Junmo's words fell, he let go of the hand that was clamping Wan Yanhuan, took out a wet tissue and wiped his knuckled hand, and looked at Wei Beici with an ice slag on his face.

"Check the results?"

Wei Beiqi cleared his throat, shook the report in his hand, and said, "Mrs. Fu's body is a little weak because of the previous overboard, so there is no problem with resting for a while. ”

He smiled again: "Mo, you have to treat your Mrs. Fu well~"

Fu Junmo's cold and thin lips pulled slightly, put one hand into his trouser pocket, stood up, and repeated a few words slowly: "Mrs. Fu......"

He hooked the corners of his lips coldly and playfully, and glanced at Yan Huan from the corner of his eyes: "Mrs. Fu, are you not leaving?"

Wan Yanhuan lowered his head and followed behind Fu Junmo in silence.

She's having a mess of her mind right now.

The memory of the original owner came to mind, and like her before, she was not welcomed by the Yan family at all, and she was driven out of the family, and she was not even allowed to enter the old mansion.

This original owner with the same name and surname as her is really sad enough, and she doesn't even know the reason why she is disliked.

Wan Yanhuan bit her lip lightly, looked up at Fu Junmo's tall back, quietly stepped forward, grabbed the hem of his clothes, and cautiously: "That, Fu Junmo ......"

Fu Junmo paused, turned his face slightly sideways, and looked down at the petite woman in front of him. She licked the corners of her lips, looking different from her previous anger.

He sneered, "Remembered? I'm going to take advantage of you and marry you?"

Fu Junmo's face was still as handsome and handsome as before, no one could compare, she shook her head slightly, bumped into the man's cold eyes, instantly sobered up, let go of her hand without hesitation, and took a few steps back.

"Why don't you think about it, Emperor Xiuxuan has not been abolished, is it unetiquette for you to marry me as the regent?" Her eyes grew colder and colder, "You're going to ...... that day Why do you want to save me again?"

She still couldn't say that after all.

She remembered that when she was a child, she and Fu Junmo had no guesses, and they were with each other day and night. When he decided to enter the palace, everyone objected, and he walked silently for three days, and when he came back, he silently packed up her things.

So on that day, he stared at her expressionlessly, and coldness and chill burst out of his eyes, and when he said word by word that a poisonous woman like her should die, she would be in such and such pain, and her fingertips were trembling slightly.

The sword pierced into the heart, but it only felt a little pain for a moment.

It couldn't compare to the pain he brought.

Fu Junmo stared at her cold eyes, withdrew all expressions, and said word by word: "You are really abnormal." ”

Wan Yanhuan met his sharp gaze without fear: "Abnormal? What's not right? Could it be that you are not Fu Junmo?".

Fu Junmo touched a cigarette, took out a lighter and lit it, took a light puff, and looked out the window: "It's no longer a feudal society, there is no queen, where is the queen of abolition?" I'm just a merchant, and I'm talking about regents. ”