The next day, Jingzhao was clear as a night, Yumeng sent everyone down to rest, drank tea by himself, leaned on the rattan chair covered with fox skin in the courtyard and looked at the sky for a long time, and then went back to the house, took the "Book of Tea" and looked at it.

The incense burned in the house, and the charcoal fire melted for a long time, and the people who stayed in the house for a long time inevitably felt a little tired.

Ye Yumeng was like this, her elbow on the bookcase supporting her confused head, her eyes fell with a sense of sleepiness, and the ink dripped from the brush in her hand, which covered and blurred the words written on the rice paper.

A spirit came to his senses, and Yao Fengzhi was already approaching, "You jealous woman even refuses to let go of the child in Jiao'er's womb?" ”

But it turned out that Yao Fengzhi pushed the door in as rudely as ever, and the cold wind in winter poured straight in with Yao Fengzhi's steps, which swept away Ye Yumeng's sleepiness.

Without giving Yao Fengzhi another chance to do it, Ye Yumeng took the first step to pick up the inkstone on the case, and threw it on the ground together with the ink that had just been ground out of it.

Yao Fengzhi, who was originally angry, jumped backwards, but even so, the ink that splashed on the ground for She Yan spilled onto the official robe that had not yet faded.

"You, you, you!"

"How am I?" Seeing that Yao Fengzhi's arrogance had been suppressed for most of the time, Ye Yumeng walked to the couch on the side and sat down, picked up the half of the cold tea on the table, and took a sip.

"You!" Seeing Ye Yumeng's appearance, Yao Feng was extremely angry, but he didn't know what to say.

Raising his eyes to see the stove burning charcoal on the side, Yao Fengzhi raised his feet indecently, and the red charcoal in the stove fell to the ground.

Yao Fengzhi is a typical literati after the Hong Dynasty, and he no longer has the kind of civil and military equipment of the Hong Dynasty, and he is no different from those daughters who still expect their girls to marry a good family and are pampered in the deep boudoir.

Not to mention that there is no power to bind the chicken, even the writing with a pen in both hands is also visible and soft. When he stepped down, the stove not only rolled to the ground, but Yao Fengzhi only had to soothe his feet and exhale pain......

The water and fire were ruthless, and the charcoal fires rolling down were everywhere, and seeing that the half-rolled curtain on the side was about to be ignited, Yao Fengzhi couldn't help but panic.

"Fire! Quick, fast, fast...... Fast...... Call for someone! ”

Ye Yumeng only glanced at Yao Fengzhi, stood up, and poured half of the tea in her hand into the charcoal fire.

"Zila......"

Glancing at the charcoal that was still glittering with sparks, Yeyu Mengfu lifted the teapot next to him again and poured all the water in the pot.

"Zila...... Zila...... ......"

The sparks were all extinguished, and a white smoke rose from the charcoal, and it staggered into the air.

Bypassing the remaining charcoal fire on the ground, there was no wooden furniture around, and Ye Yumeng was not worried, so she sat back on the couch, without any intention of calling people in.

"What did you just say about me?"

"You, you poisonous woman, actually want to kill your husband!"

"That stove wasn't kicked by me Ye Yumeng, master, you better tell me how I am, which of your concubines." Ye Yumeng should use and shouldn't use all the honorific titles, and the sarcasm is for the person who listens.

"You poisonous woman dare to mention Jiao'er!" Speaking of Zheng Jiao, Yao Fengzhi lost his mind, "The child in Jiao'er's womb is your poisonous woman!" ”

"Child? Isn't she Zheng Jiao only a son? When did you have another child? ”

Listening to what Yao Fengzhi said, Ye Yumeng really felt ridiculous, the year before last, the emperor looked at Yao Fengzhi unpleasantly, and with a wave of the royal pen, he was directly released to northern Sichuan County, which was transferred back to Jingzhao for less than two months......

If Zheng Jiao can conceive so easily, why hasn't she been able to get pregnant all these years since she gave birth to Xu'er's child?

"Sure enough, it's you, a jealous woman!"

"If Ye Yucang's sinner was reported a few years ago, why would Jiao'er call you a poisonous woman a lady now!"

Ye Yumeng only looked at it lightly, Xi'er was not in Yao's Mansion, so she wouldn't be harmed by Yao Fengzhi and Zheng Jiao - it's just that it's a pity that Xi'er doesn't see such a scene, otherwise it would be to look at Yao Fengzhi like this, which really saves money for watching the play.