"Why?" Feng Wan asked slowly, "Why don't you want to go back?" ”

Fu'er looked up at Feng Wan, hesitated for a while, and whispered: "My mother is sick, and my wife has more money here." ”

In the darkness, her eyes were bright and bright, and her expression was both frank and sincere.

This is Fu'er, she is always so sincere and unpretentious in front of Feng Wan, so she has always valued her and believed in her.

Raising her head, Feng Wan looked into the dark distance, thinking about it carefully, she was really a failure in the previous life.

Waving his hand, Feng Wan said, "Stand down." ”

"Yes."

Fu'er lowered her head and retreated, and she looked at Feng Wan cautiously as she retreated. For some reason, Madame just didn't like her and was on guard against her. Such a lady is completely different from what she heard when she was in the Feng Mansion. Could it be that it was because of the fourth sister-in-law, or because of the lady's father, that the lady had a prejudice against her?

No, she must stay here, and it seems that she must find an opportunity to show her loyalty to Madame.

After Feng Wan bathed, he sat quietly in the bedroom.

She's always been like this these days, a nightmare when she closes her eyes, some things are very clear about the future, and more often, it's just a fog. She always walked and shouted in the fog, but there was never anyone answered, and no one rescued her.

So, she didn't want to sleep, she just wanted to lean on the collapse like this, let herself relax, let herself stop thinking cranky.

In the sound of the hourglass passing, the noise outside is still drifting in the wind.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps, and after a while, she heard Rong'er call respectfully: "Lord Lang? ”

Zhao Jun is here?

Feng Wan was shocked, they hadn't slept together since he came back. It's the same now, she doesn't want him to touch him.

"Squeak" The door opened, and Zhao Jun's tall figure appeared at the door. As soon as he saw Feng Wan sitting quietly on the collapse, he smiled and said, "Madam." He approached her and said intimately and gently, "I've been snubbing you for the past few days." ”

Walking to the side of the collapse, Zhao Jun sat down and stretched out his hand to put his arm around Feng Wan's waist.

Holding the obedient her into his arms, Zhao Jun sniffed deeply at her neck and said, "It's so fragrant." ”

Feng Wan glanced at him with disgust, leaned into his arms, and played with the jade pendant on his waist with both hands, Feng Wan said softly: "The master is done? ”

"Leave it to fate." Zhao Jun let out a long sigh and reached out to touch her waist.

"Itchy." Feng Wange smiled, pushed his hand away, and said, "Speaking of this itchy word, when the master didn't reply, I saw a nonsense thing. ”

"Oh, tell me about it?"

Feng Wan said crisply: "That day, it was in the afternoon, when I passed by the Dongshan Temple, I saw a petite beauty, that beauty was born really exquisitely, with a small nose and a very small mouth. ”

When she said this, Feng Jun's eyes lit up, he liked petite beauties the most in his life.

Feng Wan said: "That beauty is called Mei Niang, she is a red trick from Drunken Dream Building, she said a word in public, that is, 'itching', saying that if anyone matches this word, she will drink with whoever she has all night." Everyone gossiped, one said yes, "pain", some said it was "numb", and some said it was "crisp", but as a result, the beauty couldn't say it. ”

She paused and said, "Master, what is the answer of the beauty herself?" ”

"What is it?" Zhao Jun was obviously also extremely interested.

Feng Wan said: "It's Sao. She said it was 'Sao', which was really nonsense. Speaking of this, Feng Wan blushed and took a sip.

Feng Wan was disdainful, but Zhao Jun was moved: he was busy with the affairs of the Fifth Highness for a while, and he had never relaxed and relaxed himself. Why don't you go to the flower building to have a fun? Maybe this game will come up with an idea.

Thinking of this, his index finger moved. Zhao Jun lowered his head and kissed Feng Wan's cheek heavily, and said with both hands: "What a commotion, madam, let's make a commotion too." ”

Sure enough, as soon as he said this, Feng Wan's face turned red, snorted lightly, and reached out to push him.

Zhao Jun retreated, and begged for mercy with a sad face: "Madame is not worried, Mrs. is not worried, I don't dare for my husband, I don't dare for my husband." ”

With that, he stood aside with his hands tied, looking a little embarrassed. After two breaths, without waiting for Feng Wan to speak, he said loudly: "Ah, I forgot that there is still something to be done for my husband." Madam, I'm quitting. ”

After singing a promise, he turned around and left, walked a few steps, and turned around and made a grimace at Feng Wan.

It wasn't until the sound of the door closing that the shy Feng Wan raised his head. At this time, she looked indifferent, how could she have half a smile?

Looking at the direction Zhao Jun left, Feng Wan muttered, "It seems that I have to carry a concubine for him." ”

Before Feng Wan got married, Zhao Jun had a room by his side, but the room was driven to the countryside by Zhao Jun the day before Feng Wan entered. In the past year and a half, he has been ready to move a few times, maybe it was because Feng Wan brought him luck, maybe he was bent on climbing up, and all his energy was spent on business, so he didn't take a concubine.

Come to think of it, with a bride, he will let himself be quiet for a few months.

The door creaked open again, and a light footstep was heard. Walking up to Feng Wan, Rong'er said deliciously: "Madam, why did he leave?" ”

Velvet's voice was uneasy.

Feng Wan lowered his eyes and said lightly: "It's okay, let's go out." ”

Rong'er bit her lip and said, "Madam, are you unable to sleep and are in a bad mood?" Or, tomorrow, I'll go to the medicine hall to find a doctor? ”

"It's okay, let's get out."

Velvet didn't go out.

She hesitated for a while, and then said in a slur manner, "Madam, the slave's mother is sick, and the slave wants to go home to serve the sick. Speaking of this, she hurriedly said: "It's only been a season, and the slave will come back." ”

Summoning up the courage to say this, she wrung her sleeves and waited anxiously for Feng Wan to speak.

As she expected, Feng Wan, who had always been kind to her subordinates, nodded and said, "Led by Baishan and filial piety, go." She took the same jewelry box from the collapsed dark cabinet and handed it to Rong'er, "There are some gold leaves here, my heart." ”

"Ma'am." Rong'er choked up with gratitude, she knelt on the ground, kowtowed a few times to Feng Wan, and said in a dumb voice: "Madame, Rong'er is hard to repay for her death." "In this troubled world, all the slaves and maids in the Zhao Mansion have signed a deed of sale. In other people's homes, not to mention that the mother is sick and returns home, even if the mother dies and goes back to take a look, it is not allowed.

After Rong'er took the jewelry box with both hands, she wiped her tears with her sleeve and said, "After Rong'er leaves, there will be no one to serve Madame." Madame, I think Nafur is a loyal and obedient person, so you can use her. ”

Even she said that Fuer is good?

Feng Wan lowered her head and looked at Rong'er seriously. She knows about this velvet, and she is a faithful servant. She said that Fu'er was good, and that must be what she really thought.

Feng Wan smiled slowly, and said after a while: "Let Feng'er do it for you." ”

"Yes."

"Let's get out."

"Yes."