What about the world's first adulterer?

Feng Yun made Chun Yuyan's words crazy.

"You, it's bad on this mouth, no wonder you can't ask Jiang Ji so far. Whoever can follow you well......"

Her words were quite serious.

Chun Yuyan's heart suddenly burst into joy.

Feng Twelve also has a bad mouth.

How much do you care about him?

Chun Yuyan's eyes narrowed slightly, smiling shallowly.

"Who's to say I can't ask for it?"

Feng Yun smiled and said, "Jiang Ji refuses to ignore you, am I wrong?" ”

The girl's voice was shallow and faint, but extremely serious. Chun Yuyan wanted to argue a few sentences, but felt that it was very unnecessary.

Let her think so.

Otherwise, Nagato will have one less excuse in the future.

Chun Yuyan half-closed his eyes and smiled lazily: "So what?" What this son has is patience, and sooner or later he will be able to hold the beauty. ”

He stared at Feng Yun, meaning something.

Feng Yun thought seriously about his words.

"Jiang Ji has been helping out in the ready-to-wear shop recently, if the prince is interested, why don't you order me a batch of winter clothes? You can often get along with Jiang Ji. ”

Chun Yuyan's chest was blocked, and he gasped.

"Are you really calculating?"

Feng Yun said: "Seeing that it is about to enter winter, so many people have been busy with the prince for a year, and two sets of winter clothes have to be issued. The business is done, and the beauties have also seen it, so why not kill two birds with one stone? ”

Chun Yuyan listened to it loudly.

Money, money, money.

With him, count the money.

He couldn't wait to walk away.

"Feng Twelve, do you want money to go crazy?"

"yes." Feng Yun looked at him seriously, "Otherwise? ”

Chun Yu Yan: ......

Otherwise, can you think that he can't do it?

No, it won't.

This woman has no heart.

But if there is a little bit of ordinary women's feelings, they will not be so vicious and ruthless.

Chun Yuyan snorted twice.

Thinking about it for a moment, I like it a little more.

Isn't that the same as him?

Feng Twelve should have followed him.

They are a natural pair, like-minded.

Pei Yuzhi's person was so boring, the two of them didn't match at all......

Chun Yuyan's face looked much better.

"I can order winter clothes in your garment shop, but you have to buy cloth and silk threads from me, and the price is at least thirty percent cheaper than the market."

"Well said." Feng Yun said with a smile: "I have created an opportunity for the prince to contact Jiang Ji, so the prince should also cut the price of raw materials such as cloth and silk thread to me." ”

It's all about her calculations.

Chun Yuyan didn't care if he could get in touch with Jiang Yin.

In fact, every time he returned to Huaxi, the first thing that appeared in his mind was Feng Yun, not Jiang Ji.

I didn't know when I thought that the young man's mind started, but it slowly faded and gradually blurred......

At that time, he always wanted to find the little girl in the Jiming Temple, as if he was swayed by some kind of forced emotion, and he would not give up until he found it.

But when I really found that person, I was gone, and I was no longer half charming.

It's also quirky.

Feng Twelve, this demon girl, maybe she cast a spell.

Chun Yuyan raised his lips disappreciatively.

"Cut the price by a few percent, you and I are equal."

"That's exactly how it should be." Feng Yun smiled widely.

She was looking for high-quality and inexpensive raw materials, and Yunchuan Shizi was willing to cut the price and provide them to the garment workshop, of course, it was better.

As for the same price cut for winter clothes, then she will not suffer.

The cost is reduced, the price of ready-to-wear is also reduced, which is reasonable, and there are more orders and sales, isn't this a win-win situation?

Feng Yun still likes to do business with Chun Yuyan very much, she looked at the tsundere prince with a smile and a friendly expression.

"After a lot of contact back and forth, maybe Jiang Ji cured the hidden disease of the son? So this deal, the son of the world will not lose money. ”

Chun Yuyan was stunned.

The mask obscured his face, but the roots of his ears turned red visibly.

He stared at Feng Yun's innocent eyes.

"Feng Twelve, you have to move in an inch, right?"

Feng Yun: "Don't you want to be cured?" ”

Chun Yu was so angry that he couldn't wait to strangle her, "You know why my hidden illness is the reason, and you still want to anger me?" Feng Twelve, if you really want me to be good, why don't you let me get it once, maybe I will be cured without medicine? ”

Feng Yun: "Aren't you afraid that Pei Zhen will kill you?" ”

Chun Yuyan sneered: "The peony flower dies, and it is also romantic to be a ghost." ”

He looked at Feng Yun, his dark pupils seemed to contain light, and he couldn't wait to dig out some ambiguity of a lonely man and a widow from Feng Yun's face.

However, Feng Yun was calm as usual.

Not only was he not ashamed, but he asked him rhetorically.

"What kind of romance is the romance of the prince?"

Chun Yuyan's smile froze at the corner of his lips, staring at this hateful woman, slowly pursing his lips, making a "pop" sound, and then licking the wetness of his lips.

"That's it."

Feng Yun looked at her, suddenly got up and went out, and said to Sang Jiao:

"Hurry up and ask Dr. Yao, your master is not lightly ill."

Sanggio looked embarrassed and fixed there.

Chun Yuyan's whole body stiffened.

"Feng Twelve!" He gritted his teeth, looked at Feng Yun's slender back, and just wanted to say that he wouldn't eat the salt-fried chicken wings, when he saw Feng Yun turn his head.

"What's the matter with the son?"

Chun Yuyan suppressed his emotions and sat back steadily.

"Nothing."

-

On this day, Chun Yuyan had a night meal in Changmen, but Pei Yan didn't have time to rush back to eat.

Feng Yun instructed the cook to leave a little for him, and Grandma Han smiled and went down to personally instruct how to keep it fresh......

Chun Yuyan watched them smile and smile while leaving a bowl of salt-fried chicken wings for Pei Zhen, and felt quite uncomfortable.

If he hadn't eaten it, would Feng Twelve be so kind?

Heh, he didn't eat much......

He can't eat anything!

Dog Twelve!

Not a good thing.

Chun Yuyan hated and was angry, but as long as Feng Yun's expression appeared in his mind, the anger dissipated again.

Sometimes, he often forgets the fact that Feng Yun is married. In my selfish heart, I always deliberately avoid this. After all, Pei Zhen doesn't go back to Zhuangzi much, and the two of them are not as good as ordinary couples, and they rarely have constraints......

He's not waiting for the day when the opportunity comes.

It's about creating opportunities......

However, this Feng Twelve never seems to take Pei Zhen and their marriage seriously, but in terms of truth, except for Pei Zhen, who can go to her couch and kiss Fangze?

Chun Yuyan thought a little too much, and the salt-fried chicken wings were tasteless.

Before leaving, cheekily make a request.

"Wrap me a few too, and I'll take them back for supper."

Feng Yun glanced at him and motioned for Xiao Man to get it.

This is a new dish she just tried according to the recipe, and it is normal for Chun Yuyan to like it.

She didn't give up a few chicken wings......

"Lady, the king is back."

Huan'er came in with the curtain and told Feng Yun happily.

Feng Yun hummed, there was no expression on his face, and he followed Huan'er and went out.

Chun Yuyan turned around, his gaze following Feng Yun's figure.

However, she didn't give herself a second glance at all......

She had forgotten that he was still here.

Ask for chicken wings here!

Chun Yuyan snorted, the roots of his teeth itching.

He followed the curtain out and saw the husband and wife in the courtyard at a glance.

Pei Yan held the reins of the horse, stroking the face of the snow, Qian Sanniu carried a bucket in front of him, and the snow seemed to be very thirsty, so he lowered his head and drank it.

Feng Yun squatted to watch the snow and drink water, smiling all over her face, and her eyes seemed to be full of amorous ......

They didn't speak.

There was not even eye contact.

But Chun Yuyan stood on the steps and watched, and found for no reason that the world they were in could not be inserted in.

What is there to see about horses drinking water?

Feng Twelve looked so focused.

And Pei Yun could also watch motionlessly as Feng Yun watched the horse drink water......

Chun Yuyan's eyes almost stretched out a hook.

was completely ignored, he was unwilling to be lonely, and coughed lightly.

The two people who were waiting for the horse to drink water looked at each other.

Chun Yuyan raised his chin slightly, looked at Pei Zhen, and saluted: "Brother delusion." ”

Pei Zhen bowed his head at him, "Shizi." ”

He didn't ask anything, and he didn't say much, he looked light, but Chun Yuyan felt that he must let Pei Yan know something, so that he could be happy if he was also blocked.

So he hooked his lips and smiled, and said lightly:

"Thanks to Feng Twelve's retention, I had a night meal in your mansion. The dish prepared by Feng XII...... What is it called salt-fried chicken wings, the meat is delicious, and it is not comparable to ordinary delicacies. It's a pity that Brother Delusion came back late, and the food was cold. ”

Feng Yun pursed his eyebrows.

It was as if she had prepared it for him.

Feng Yun didn't refute, and the afterglow swept towards Pei Yan.

However, Pei Zhen's expression was expressionless.

"Hmm." If he didn't seem to respond, he handed the reins of the horse to Qian Sanniu's hand, lowered his head and took Feng Yun's hand, walked straight inside, passed by Chun Yuyan's side, and just gestured expressionlessly, and then passed by.

is not slow, his steps are steady, and he can't see the slightest bit of vinegar on his body, and he doesn't care about him for half a minute......

That's the difference between a husband and an adulterer, right?

Chun Yuyan glared at Feng Yun and strode away.

Xiaoman came out of the stove room, carrying the food box and was stunned.

"Shizi, the chicken wings you want are ready...... This, this...... Don't you want it? ”

Xiaoman's last sentence is talking to himself.

Before the voice fell, the prince of Yunchuan who had left with his sleeves stopped again.

"Sanjo."

Sang Jiao responded, walked in front of Xiao Man with a smile, bent down to take the food box, said thank you, and chased after his master.

Back in Yunzhuang, seeing that Chun Yuyan had no expression, Sang Jiao looked down at the things in his hand and asked in a low voice: "The prince doesn't like to eat chicken wings, is this ...... Why don't you just reward me and wait? ”

Chun Yuyan hissed, and turned back with half-closed eyes.

"Why did I find out that you and Yin You have become bolder recently?"

Sanggio hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look him in the eyes.

"It's the magnanimity of the world, and the villain dares to laugh like this."

"Humph!" Chun Yuyan glanced at him coldly, "That's a good point, let's talk about the palm." ”

Then he snatched the food box from Sangjiao's hand and walked away.

-

Nagato.

The night light is like day.

It was already dark, and Feng Yun and Pei Yan were still in the study, fighting at night.

On the wooden case, there is Feng Yun's regulations for the excavation of artificial canals, which are as many as 20 pages, and they are densely written......

"I've looked up the books, and that's all I can think of right now. The king can take it to Dushuitai for reference and see if he can give them some inspiration. ”

Feng Yun said humbly.

Pei Yan glanced at her, and his eyes were deep.

"They're not as thorough as you."

After that, he asked Ji You to present the drawings and spread them out in front of Feng Yun.

"This is painted by the Dushuitai."

Feng Yun didn't expect that he would bring back his official duties and make a special trip to let himself see it. This kind of attention is rare in previous and present lives.

She raised her eyebrows, glanced at Pei Zhen deeply, unfolded the drawings, and looked carefully.

Dushui Taiwan specializes in water conservancy, and the Dushui messenger is a top performer, this drawing is more precise than the one written by Feng Yun, the size is more precise, and the measurement data is more accurate.

Feng Yun said angrily: "Obviously, they are better than me." ”

Pei Yan shook his head, "Yun Niang's goodness lies in the simplicity and practicality of the charter, the shorter cycle, and the cost less. ”

Feng Yun smiled.

What she calculated was only the cost itself, but in the constitution of Dushuitai, there are more factors to consider, involving officialdom, she is inconvenient to say more, just smiling.

There were details that Pei Zhen didn't understand, so she answered them carefully.

The two of them came out of the study, and it was already the third watch.

The maid led the way, carrying a lantern.

Feng Yun walked slowly, her mind was still thinking about the plan, and a big hand suddenly reached over, held her hand, and took her into her arms in a gesture of support......

When the servants behind him saw this, they all hung their heads.

Feng Yun glanced at Pei Zhen, and the corners of his lips curved slightly.

Slimy, this man must not have thought of good things.

Back in the house, Feng Yun asked the servant maid to wait for washing, Pei Ji went out to practice with the Biyong sword, and when he came back sweating, Feng Yun was already lying on the couch, stroking the fragrant cub, looking at the book, almost falling asleep.

It's late autumn and the weather is getting cooler.

In the quiet room, the curtains were gently blowing in the breeze, and the red candles reflected the girl's fair face.

Looking at the beauty under the lamp, it becomes more and more delicate.

She was unaware of the temptation, her eyes were lowered, she was lazy, and on the side of the couch lay a majestic lynx, patiently licking her toes......

Pei Zhen's eyes sank slightly, and he walked towards the wooden couch.

The cub suddenly stopped moving, raised his head silently, and then got up and let go to the nest opposite the wooden couch, very obedient.

Feng Yun glanced at him, and suddenly sighed with emotion.

Even the cubs are afraid of ruthless people.

Pei Zhen is really not human.

She said softly: "It's so late, it's okay to practice for one less day." ”

In her memory, except for the days when she was injured, she hid Pei Zhen's Biyong sword, and he didn't practice, almost rain or shine, morning and night.

It is not difficult for one person to do one thing.

The hard part is to stick to one thing.

Feng Yun admired it very much.

Unexpectedly, Pei Yan walked towards her, I don't know if she was wrong, she lowered her head, looked at her with black eyes for a moment, suddenly held her face, and dropped a lingering and hot kiss.

"I've been waiting for a long time. I'll wash and come. ”

Feng Yun's breathing almost stopped.

How could she mean that?

"I ......"

"Wait for me. Soon. ”

Pei Yun calmly put away his sword, and the speed of undressing was as fast as the wind, Feng Yun didn't have time to say anything, as if in the blink of an eye, he only wore small clothes, bare arms, and strode towards the clean room.

The strong and tight body, the muscles on the arms and waist and abdomen, and the bulging lump in the lower abdomen flashed in front of Feng Yun like a phantom......

She cleared her throat, carefully put the book away, pulled down the tent and lay down under the covers, and pretended to be asleep.

This chapter has a lot of words, 4000+, it can be counted as two chapters, not even more?

Feng Yun: No, it's not successful, add it again......

Erjin covers his face: I owe a chapter.

Feng Yun: I don't want to pretend to be asleep......

Chun Yuyan: She's sleepy, the author is going to let her fall asleep.

Feng Yun: ...... Dog stuff, there's you everywhere!