Fang Yiai hugged Wen Qi's silky body, enjoying a moment of warmth, and Wen Qi was also very tired, so he lay in Fang Yiai's arms and didn't want to get up.

"Qi'er, can you still get up today?"

"Childe, the slave family can do it!" As soon as Wen Qi finished speaking, Fang Yiai squinted and laughed, and what he said was good, and he knew how difficult it was in a while.

"Hey, hey!"

Just when Fang Yiai and Wen Qi were chatting happily, there was a heavy knock on the door.

"Fang Jun, hurry up and let me out, otherwise I'll break in."

As soon as she heard this voice, Wen Qi was so ashamed that she covered her body with a thin quilt, and she asked with some fear, "Childe, what should I do, it's Miss Cheng!" ”

Fang Yiai smiled and patted Wen Qi's face, it seems that Wen Qi still cares about his identity very much, Fang Yiai got dressed after dividing five by two, as for Wen Qi, she wanted to wear clothes, but Fang Yiai pressed her back, looking at her frowning deeply, she knew that the sequelae of the first break were still very deep. Fang Yiai put on his boots, turned his head and pecked Wen Qi's cherry lips, "Okay, don't worry, Ling'er won't do anything to you, besides, what if I'm here?" ”

Wen Qi nodded a little contentedly, before she could speak, Cheng Ling'er started knocking on the door again.

"Fang Jun, if you don't want to die, hurry up and open the door for your aunt!"

"This aunt!" Fang Yiai said secretly, or walked to the door slowly and pulled out the door plug. Fang Yiai held on to a door, looked at Cheng Ling'er, who was not good-looking, and asked with a smile, "Ling'er, what the hell are you screaming, the sky is falling?" ”

"Fang Jun, you give me death, you tell me, what did you just do with that Wen Qi in the house?" Cheng Ling'er bit her lip, but still asked angrily, she has been with Fang Yiai for so many years, but she has not enjoyed the warmth of this man, and Wen Qi, a small subordinate, rushed to her head. If it was Changle and Linglong, Cheng Ling'er wouldn't say anything, but Wen Qi couldn't, she was a maidservant, why?

"Ling'er, we haven't done anything, we're just studying a major life event!" Fang Yiai's face was not red and her heart was not beating, and she made a gesture to Wen Qi untruthfully, signaling her not to speak yet.

"Fang Jun, you fart, are you a fool when I am Cheng Ling'er, are you doing that, look at that girl's screaming, it's even more prodigal than a Qinglou woman. Fang Jun, you disappointed me so much, you want such a woman! Cheng Ling'er said angrily, I'm afraid even she didn't know why she said such hurtful words. Sure enough, before Cheng Ling'er finished speaking, Fang Yiai's face was a little unsightly, maybe Cheng Ling'er looked down on Wen Qi from the bottom of her heart.

"Ling'er, my bereaved love is such a person, I like lowly maidservants, what's wrong? If you can't see it, just go back to Chang'an as soon as possible! Maybe these words are a bit heavy for Cheng Ling'er, but Fang Yiai has to say it, because he doesn't want to get used to Cheng Ling'er anymore. What's more, no matter what Wen Qi says, she is also his own woman, and he always wants to make her feel at ease.

Cheng Ling'er's tears flowed out uncontrollably, for so many years, Fang Yiai had never said such a thing to her, she shook her head in disbelief, and kept retreating, "Fang Jun, you actually want to drive me away, okay, okay, just for Wenqi's inferior woman?" ”

"Ling'er, let me remind you, Wen Qi is my woman, so you have a little respect for her!" Fang Yiai looked at Cheng Ling'er's teary eyes and heartbroken, and he couldn't bear it a little, but he still said bluntly, "Also, Ling'er, I hope you think about it, I don't need you to care about what I want to do!" ”

"Very good, Fang Jun, I'll go, I'll go!" Cheng Linger plucked a hairpin from her head and still loved Fang fiercely, and the person ran out of the corridor crying. At this time, the sound here had already attracted the attention of several other women, and even Wen Qi endured the pain in her lower body, got out of bed with her clothes on, she helped Fang Ling and said with some worry, "Childe, you are"

Fang Yiai shook his head gently, he pointed to the bed very domineeringly, frowned and said, "Qi'er, it's none of your business, you go back to bed for me and stay well!" ”

"But, Miss Cheng!" Wen Qi said and looked at the corridor, motioning for Fang Yiai to chase after him.

"Let her go, Fang is not used to her problem!" Fang Yiai is bent on taking the opportunity to educate Cheng Ling'er, if Cheng Ling'er doesn't change his arrogance, he won't let Cheng Ling'er enter the Fang family's house, because he doesn't want the women in the family to be unhappy.

Wen Qi saw that Fang Yi's love was like this, so she bit her lip and didn't dare to say anything more, although she also hated Cheng Ling'er for scolding her, but there were some things that Cheng Ling'er didn't say wrong, she Wen Qi is an inferior woman, since she is an inferior woman, she must have an inferior woman's lifestyle. Although there is the maintenance of the widow's love, Wen Qi doesn't want to be a bad woman.

Haitang watched Cheng Ling'er cry and ran by, and she didn't know what was going on, but when she saw Fang Yiai's cold face, she thought of something. Haitang frowned and muttered, "Miss Cheng, wouldn't you lose your temper with the second son because of Wen Qi's matter?" ”

Tian Menghan saw the whole thing, but she didn't say anything, and she didn't stop Fang Yiai from doing this, because she Tian Menghan couldn't even compare to Wen Qi, so she wanted to see what Fang Yiai thought. Tian Menghan pulled Begonia's sleeve and whispered, "Begonia girl, you better go and have a look, if Miss Ling'er is really angry and leaves, then Fang Jun will be in big trouble." ”

Haitang smiled bitterly and nodded, how could she not know this, if Cheng Ling'er really returned to Chang'an, with Cheng Lao's temper, the second son would not have to be miserable. Haitang said a few words to Tian Menghan, then turned around and went to Cheng Ling'er's room.

"Fang Jun, in fact, you can bear it, don't you know Miss Cheng's temper?"

"Menghan, what you said is light, I endured it this time, so what about next time? It's Wen Qi this time, so next time it's your turn, do you want to be said to be a cheap woman by others? Fang Yiai hammered the pillar hard, feeling the pain in his hands, and his mood calmed down a little.

"Fang Jun, I don't care, what did Miss Sui Cheng say, anyway, I didn't think about fighting for anything at all, and I didn't dare to fight for anything? Although Chang'an is good, it doesn't belong to people like me after all, a row of fences and a thatched house are what I want! ”

Tian Menghan smiled softly, his eyes narrowed, and he looked up at the distant sky, his long black hair floating unrestrained. Fang Yiai sighed, turned around and leaned against the pillar in the corridor and said seriously, "But I care, I don't want my woman to have anything to say." ”

"It's hard!" Tian Menghan put her hands on her chest, as if she was praying for something, because she didn't believe that there would be any equality in the world at all, even if it was a woman who was also someone else, and his wife and concubine would always be one heaven and one earth.

Looking for and seeking, light drizzle, ancient charms, how to get?

Beauty always grows in my heart, but in reality there is always helplessness that cannot be escaped. Maybe what Tian Menghan said is true, wives and concubines can never be equal, but he can't accept this, he doesn't want to see his women fighting.

Walking down the corridor quietly, Fang Yiai fanned the fan idly, Haitang went to find Cheng Ling'er, and Tian Menghan went to take care of Wen Qi, and suddenly, Fang Yiai found that he had become a loner.

"Young master, what do you think again?"

"Huh?" Fang Yiai was startled by this voice, turned his head and saw that it was actually Qin Hu, so he said a little depressed, "I said Uncle Hu, can you not be like this, such a sudden sound will scare people to death." ”

Qin Hu rolled his eyes and said with a wry smile, "Young Master, I came a long time ago, but you didn't find out."

"Already here?" Fang Yiai smiled wryly, I guess I was a little absorbed in thinking about things, it was all Wen Qi's trouble, "Uncle Hu, how are you inquiring about things?" ”

"Well, I have already asked the housekeeper of Tan Mansion, and it is Guan Zhou who went to invite Tan Qiong!"

"Did he go there himself?"

"Yes, I heard the housekeeper say that he stayed in Tan Song's study for a while before leaving!" When Qin Hu said this, he asked with some doubts, "Young Master, is there anything strange about this?" ”

"I'm not sure, but I think only this may be the most appropriate surname, Uncle Hu, what do you say is the most important thing for Tan Song?"

Qin Hu flashed a little thing in his mind, but he couldn't grasp it, and finally said embarrassedly, "Young Master, you better say it clearly!" ”

"Uncle Tiger, don't you think the Tan Song family is very special? A wife, two concubines, but only one son, if someone threatens Tan Qiong's life, what do you think he will do? Fang Yiai just mentioned it simply, and Qin Hu suddenly became enlightened, it turned out that the reason for Tan Song's suicide was so simple, if someone detained Tan Qiong, Tan Song really couldn't resist in order to keep the Tan family's incense.

"Young Master, since that's the case, do you want to arrest Guan Zhou now?"

"It's not proper, Uncle Tiger, Guan Lin's old fox is very cunning, if we go to arrest his son without evidence, we will definitely let him bite back!" Although Fang Yiai is also very excited, he will not do it now, because Guan Lin is not Cao Lin, and the scoundrel way of dealing with Cao Lin is useless to Guan Lin.

Cheng Linger was lying on the table crying, no one dared to say that about her until now, even if her father had never done so, but Fang Jun just said it, and what he said was still so ruthless. Cheng Linger had hoped that Fang Yiai would follow her and coax her, but this ruthless man has not shown up until now.

"Fang Jun, I hate you, you actually say that about me, woo!" Cheng Ling'er cried, her little fist still slamming the table, and the table made a painful sound tragically.

"Miss Cheng, I don't think it's all to blame on the second son!"

Cheng Ling'er was puzzled, she raised her head and looked at the begonia curiously, the appearance of the pear blossom with rain was not tempting.

Flying needle thread, purse embroidery, singing a mermaid, in the red dust, my sister is crying, my brother is sad, and a piece of tile is all on the west building. Under the rain in Xiaoxiang, the most beautiful is Luoshen's hand.

(To be continued)