On the night when the golden steward sent the things, the village was stuffy with fragrant rice, and all the nurses and farmers gathered in the courtyard, and everyone talked and laughed, so lively.

Xiaolian was a little unhappy and kept her head down.

Ye Zhiwei asked her when others were not paying attention: "But what's on your mind?" ”

Xiaolian looked aggrieved, "The slave is grieving for Miss, Grandpa Guo can send so many things, why doesn't he take you back?" ”

Ye Zhiwei laughed, "I'm not in a hurry, you girl is in a hurry." ”

"The slave is worried that the eldest lady will have a bad idea in the mansion and harm you."

Ye Zhiwei looked like she didn't care: "I'm afraid that she is too busy to take care of herself now, and she can't spare her hands even if she wants to harm others." ”

Seeing that Xiaolian was confused, she didn't break it, just laughed.

Recently, those rumors in the city were spread by the people she arranged, but there was one thing that was beyond her expectations, that is, the emperor actually dismissed the position of grandfather Ye Dongzhou so quickly.

If the news of the people wants to reach the palace, it usually takes a few days, and like this, someone in the middle definitely helped deliver the news, but after thinking about it, she couldn't guess who was secretly helping her.

Zhenguo Gong has been abstaining from horses all his life, and rarely mixes with the affairs of the back house, and now the Zhenguo Mansion is the eldest lady in charge, and he is naturally not good at intervening as a father-in-law, so he only asked people to send her things, but he did not propose to take her back, in fact, this is also protecting her in disguise.

Ye Zhiwei knew it in her heart, so she never mentioned it, but entrusted Jin Mingyang to go back to express her gratitude to Zhen Guogong on her behalf.

Living in the village is much more convenient for her than living in the Zhenguo Mansion, coming and going, and no one can control her, and she doesn't have to ask others to set rules every morning and evening, and she is happy.

After bathing at night, Ye Zhiwei didn't need Xiaolian and Xiaoyu and others to serve in the inner room, and sent them out directly, she wore her wet hair alone, sat at the table, and carefully planned her next plan.

Suddenly, there was a "click" outside the flower window, as if something was hitting the window.

Ye Zhiwei stood up and pushed the window to look out.

The courtyard was black and hollow, except for the faint light of the two lanterns hanging under the porch.

The village has arranged a guard for the night of the night, and she has recently had a few hunting dogs come and feed them with guts or minced meat every morning, and they have to be hungry every night, so she is not worried about safety.

Such a poor Zhuangzi was afraid that even the thief would not patronize it, so she closed the window again and sat back.

Lowering her head, she was surprised to see that there was a white hosta flower on the table.

She couldn't help but let out a "huh".

She suddenly realized that there was no such flower outside her window, so where did it come from?

She didn't dare to touch the flower, but withdrew and wanted to go to the outer room, Xiaolian and Xiaoyu were on duty at night, if there was really something, they would have a good time together.

She had just turned around when she suddenly felt the smell of another person in the room.

On the high-backed chair beside the bed, a man sat with a golden knife, his whole face hidden in the darkness of the candlelight, exuding a dangerous aura.

Ye Zhiwei was so shocked that she almost screamed.

The first reaction in her mind was, could it be that the eldest lady sent someone to kill her?

The man snorted disdainfully when he saw her nervous appearance.

The sound is all too familiar.

Ye Zhiwei's heart tightened, she settled down, lowered her voice and called: "Shizi? ”

The man in the shadow of the candlelight snorted and sat still, but his eyes flashed with anger.

Ye Zhiwei couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Feng Duhan led his troops to the north, and it was less than two months since he came back?

Feng Duhan was not happy in his heart, as long as he remembered that Wu Long had lived with her for the past month and a half, and was cared for by her, his heart was like a pot, and he couldn't be quiet for a moment.

So he deliberately sold a pass, wanting to give her an unexpected surprise, and he could also see whether her mind was still with him. But Ye Zhiwei's blank stare at him was like pouring a scoop of cold water on his head, and her heart became more and more unhappy.

How could Ye Zhiwei guess what he was thinking, all she felt just now was fright.

"Why are you back?" She whispered, "Is something wrong?" "If he hadn't been ordered to return to Beijing, he would have been sitting here now as a rebel, and if someone else found out, he would have been impeached by the ministers of the DPRK and China.

Feng Dusk's face was cold, "What, isn't it time to dislike this son?" ”

Ye Zhiwei was almost choked, and was surprised in her heart: What's wrong with this guy, as soon as he opened his mouth, it was like eating gunpowder?

She reached out and flicked the wick of the candle on the table, and the candlelight shone on him.

She walked over and reached out to touch his forehead, but he dodged away, "What, don't you dislike this son?" ”

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Ye Zhiwei couldn't smile bitterly, but felt that he was like an awkward child.

"Not really, why don't I come and see you?" Feng Duhan glared at her, and a look of grievance flashed in her phoenix eyes.

Ye Zhiwei almost couldn't help laughing, she had already guessed the reason why he was angry.

She stepped forward and took his hand and examined it carefully, "Let me see, did you get hurt when you came back this time?" ”

Before she could look at his other hand, she suddenly felt a tightness around her waist, and the whole person fell into his arms.

"This son is not happy." Feng Duhan's tone was faint, and he said word by word.

Ye Zhiwei sighed with the villain in her heart: You know...... This guy must have heard about Wu Long, so he made the mistake of being cautious again.

"Is it because of Wu Long?" Instead of asking him to ask around the bush, it is better for her to be more direct and frank and lenient.

Feng Duhan grabbed her waist hatefully, and she gasped in pain, "It hurts ......"

Feng Duhan didn't care about her, he still held her tightly, and muttered: "You ruthless woman, this world has only been gone for less than two months, and you have attracted bees and butterflies to your yard, are you so foolish when you are this world?" ”

Ye Zhiwei glared in his arms, what did she say...... She attracts bees and butterflies? It's completely reversed, right? She's not a gentleman!

Seeing Feng Duhan's aggrieved appearance, she couldn't help but want to laugh, but she was afraid that laughing at this time would make him more and more annoyed, so she had to swallow the laughter in her stomach, and it was really hard to endure.

Feng Duhan noticed that her body was trembling slightly, thinking that it was because she had used too much force just now, which really hurt her waist, and suddenly became nervous again, and reached out to untie her waist seal, wanting to see it clearly.

Ye Zhiwei straightened her eyes this time, although they were husband and wife in the previous life, but in this life she is still a yellow flower girl, how can she let him look at her body like this, if she provokes anger again, she will be in big trouble.

"What are you doing?" She desperately covered her clothes and said urgently.

"Let me see ......," the slender fingers picked at her waistband.

She only felt a chill on her chest, and when she looked down, her clothes were already open......