Zhao Jun sneered: "Wan Niang is really still Wan Niang, and she acts in a way that is beyond the reach of an ordinary husband!" He was now completely sure that his wife, had really changed, completely changed.

She is obviously extraordinary, but she pretends to be stupid in front of herself!

She had an idea, but she didn't say anything!

She's got two hearts!

All of a sudden, anger and pain, as well as anger and hatred, rushed over my head like a tidal wave.

In the blink of an eye, Zhao Jun's face turned red, and he swooped out and clasped Feng Wan's neck!

At this time, his face was hideous, his eyes were red, and the two maids had never seen it. They screamed in unison.

The screams woke Zhao Jun up suddenly. His eyes returned to clarity, staring at the strangulation of his neck, looking at himself with a quiet and indifferent look, with a righteous Feng Wan, Zhao Jun asked hoarsely, "Why?" ”

His voice trembled, "Why did you become like this?" ”

Although Zhao Jun is a Hu person, he has always admired Han culture. Usually act and speak, but also gentle and careless.

The servants had never seen him so out of control.

At this moment, his hand was still clasped on Feng Wan's neck, as if he could make her soul disappear as soon as he closed his fingers!

looked at the muscles of Zhao Jun's cheeks, and looked at his eyes that were flushed and painful. Feng Wan said: "Husband, you have lost your temper. ”

She casually tore off his hand, her eyes clear, "Master, Wan Niang is at fault, and she just said a few words less, why are you so angry?" ”

yes, how could he be so angry? How could there be an urge to strangle her even if her future was ruined?

He's not like that, he's not like that. How could he be so annoyed?

Seeing that Zhao Jun's hands were still stretched forward, still maintaining a forward pinching posture, Feng Wan lightly ordered: "It's okay, it's all gone." ”

"Yes."

The servants were scattered, but the passers-by around were not scattered. Feng Wan ordered again: "Let's go, go to the Chengxi Inn." Having given this order to the driver, she walked to the carriage on her own.

As her figure passed by Zhao Jun, he swished out his hand and clasped her arm.

Feng Wan turned his head and looked at him quietly.

Facing her eyes, Zhao Jun felt tightness in his chest again. He gasped, tugged at her arm, and strode into the carriage.

The carriage drove away, struggling to break through the onlookers and into the streets west of the city.

As soon as you enter the west of the city, the flow of people decreases significantly, and the inns that appear on both sides of the street also look dilapidated and empty. Feng Wanren asked, picked a cheap one, and let the convoy drive in.

When she gave orders one after another, Zhao Jun was still staring straight at her. The more calm she was, the more frequently the muscles on his face twitched, and the more painful the look on his face became.

When the carriage stopped and Feng Wan got up, he leaned over and grabbed her arm again.

"Wan Niang, why are you here? Tell me, why are you here? ”

Every word he seemed to spit out, it was so difficult, and his tone was extremely dry.

Feng Wan looked at him.

Looking at him, suddenly, she smiled, "Okay, I'll tell you." ”

She stared at him, her beautiful and mysterious eyes, like a knife flashing, "Zhao Lang, if one day, you meet a woman with a very noble status, such as a princess. This woman likes you and must marry you. Will you abandon my useless me for her sake? ”

Swallowing her saliva, her voice slowed down, slowly like a cold wind, "Will you conspire with her to kill me?" ”

When Zhao Jun told him back, the whole person was listening attentively.

But when he heard this, he laughed at it.

He glared at her, angry, and whispered viciously, "Feng Awan! It's that you see something different, and you have no intention of the old husband. There is no need to tell such ridiculous stories! ”

In his low roar, Feng Wan was still staring at him.

She's serious, very serious.

It's a weird seriousness.

Seeing this, Zhao Jun said coldly: "What is nothing, you actually ask me so eloquently!" ”

"Answer me!"

Feng Wan's voice was still cold and unwavering.

Zhao Jun is angry and funny, but more sad. He let go of her arm, covered his face with his sleeve and hissed, "It's impossible, how can I answer?" Waving his other hand, he shouted, "Get out!" Get down! Don't let me lose control and kill you! ”

Feng Wan stared at him, lifted the curtain, and jumped out of the carriage.

As soon as she landed, she met the suspicious eyes of the servants, and the eyebrow lady standing in the corner was stammering and staring at her in disbelief.

It seems that the discord between the two has made these people feel panicked.

Feng Wan retracted his gaze and stepped forward.

After only taking two steps, she didn't know what she thought, and she slowly turned back in a moment.

Looking at the carriage and the fluttering curtain, Feng Wan said in a low voice: "I have been until I die, and I also believed what you said when you were newly married, I wish to live and grow old together." ”

Her voice was so low that as soon as it left her lips, it was blown away by the wind and drowned out by the noise.

Turning his head, Feng Wan followed the store without looking back.

Fu'er followed behind Feng Wan, and she didn't raise her head until she entered the room.

Puzzled and uneasy, she glanced at Feng Wan, and Fu'er stepped back and hid in the shadows.

For the next whereabouts, Feng Wan and Zhao Jun each took a carriage. Zhao Jun kept his face calm and looked blind to Feng Wan. Even her daily use is harsh.

The contempt of the head of the family made the servants change a little. Gradually, one by one, they all stayed away from Feng Wan, even if she had orders, they also began to push back, until more and more people were close to Meiniang.

Among these people, only Fu'er is different, she has always followed Feng Wan obediently and obediently, and whatever she commands, she always completes it without any discount. Once, she also quietly took out her selfishness to supplement Feng Wan. Of course, Feng Wan didn't need her to make up for it. has been managing the Zhao Mansion for a year and a half, and she has pocket money around her.

After walking like this for a month, the convoy drove into the capital. In a few days, you will be able to reach the capital.

Entering the capital, not to mention anything else, there is a guarantee of safety. At this moment, Feng Wan also breathed a sigh of relief.

The carriage walked on the wide official road, looking at the lush fields on both sides, listening to the singing of pedestrians, and Fu'er's voice came happily, "Madam, the capital is so good!" ”

Feng Wan smiled faintly, and at this moment, a rapid sound of horses' hooves came from the sky like a tide.