After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

Fu Ciyi put Yan Funing on the ground.

The couple looked around and saw that none of the Yan family had a good look on their faces, so they stopped being polite.

Mrs. Yan Er said angrily: "Is it so difficult to go back to my parents' house? I have to invite three people and four people?"

This person is the original adoptive mother. Yan Funing smiled lightly: "I am not the daughter of the Yan family. You invited me to the Yan family today."

"Look, you're such a white-eyed wolf, I raised you in vain!" Mrs. Yan Er wiped her non-existent tears with a handkerchief.

Mr. Yan patted the armrest of the chair: "Funing, is this how you talk to your mother?"

Yan Funing was not afraid at all: "Do you want me to state clearly the benefits of raising me?"

Mr. Yan and his wife choked.

The couple was destined to have no children, but the girl in front of them was destined to have siblings, and her horoscopes were excellent, so they adopted her.

"Okay, Funing finally came back." Mrs. Yan's face was relatively calm. She tried to smooth things over and told Yan Gui, "Invite the third young lady and the fourth young master and let them meet their second sister."

The third young lady and fourth young master mentioned by Mrs. Yan are Yan Yarou and Yan Haobo, the biological children of the second roommate.

While waiting, the Yan family did not ask Yan Funing to sit down.

Caiyu was very angry.

Although the young lady is a junior, the eldest young master and the others are also juniors, but they are sitting there.

What's more, the young lady's legs and feet are inconvenient.

The Yan family is nothing.

Fu Ciyi glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw a person sitting behind the screen. Looking at the figure, he had a long beard and was probably a few years old.

Not long after, Yan Yarou and Yan Haobo came over in a soft sedan.

Yan Yarou: "Yan Funing, you are so proud. Do you think you are the prince's concubine? Aren't you just marrying a poor scholar who was driven to the countryside?"

Yan Haobo: "Yan Funing, if my grandmother hadn't asked me to invite you, I would never have met you."

Yan Funing smiled: "You have a strange disease called tough talk, right?"

Mrs. Yan frowned: "When your second sister comes back, can't you say a few nice words?"

Yan Yarou: "No good words."

Yan Haobo: "Yes, not even half a sentence."

"I've been to Yan's house, so I'll say goodbye." Yan Funing smiled lightly, "By the way, let me tell you, my surname is Yan, Huayanyuemaoyan."

As soon as the words fell, Fu Ciyi picked her up and strode out of the front hall.

Yan Yarou snorted: "Why is the poor scholar so nervous? The eldest sister has liked him for so long." Suddenly she laughed, "Her legs and feet should be useless, just like the poor scholar's lame sister."

Her words were heard by Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing who had just left the front hall.

Caiyu's face became rounder with anger: "Miss, uncle, do we want to go back and scold you?"

The two rarely said in unison: "No need."

The three of them quickened their pace and left Yan's house.

Yan Yarou was still sarcastic, and Mrs. Yan Er didn't stop her. She went behind the screen and said, "Master, Little Hoof has come back. Will my children's strange illness be cured?"

The expert counted with his fingers, pondered for a moment, and said, "We'll have to wait and see again."

Mr. Yan also went behind the screen: "With her coming back, will the Yan family's business luck improve?"

The expert pinched his fingers again and said after a long time: "We have to wait and see again."

Yan Yarou lowered her voice: "My brother and I suffer from seizures at night. How can we be cured if she comes back?"

"The Yan family's business is all done by themselves, so what does it have to do with Little Hooves?" Yan Haobo suddenly raised his voice, "If you ask me, don't ask for a carriage to take her away when she returns to the countryside now."

"In case her return is useless, we still hope that she will return a few more times." Old Mrs. Yan looked at Yan Gui, "The carriage will go with Funing today."

Yan Gui nodded to show his understanding and trotted out.

When he arrived at the door, he said to the coachman: "The second young lady and my uncle are going to Fu's Mansion. After going to Fu's Mansion, you take the second young lady and my uncle back to the countryside."

Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi were not polite and got on the carriage.

Caiyu also boarded the car.Since the driver was a member of the Yan family, the three of them did not talk about anything in the carriage.

A quarter of an hour later, the carriage arrived at the door of Fu's mansion.

Li Xinheng, Fu Beimo and Ali were sitting on the bullock cart, waiting in the alley diagonally opposite the gate of Fu's mansion.

Seeing Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing get out of the car, Li Xinheng waved his whip and drove the ox cart to the gate of Fu's mansion.

Immediately a concierge came to stop him: "Let's go, let's go. A broken ox cart is parked here. Isn't it ugly?"

Fu Ciyi said quietly: "He came with me."

When the concierge saw that it was Fu Ciyi, he smiled and said, "It's not impossible for the second young master to come back to pick up the books, or he has to move them himself. We servants belong to the Fu family, not the second young master."

Having expected this, Fu Ciyi ignored his words and carried Yan Funing into the house.

Fu Beimo shook his fist at the concierge: "I'm telling you, when you look at the ox cart, if the ox and the cart disappear, you will disappear too."

The foolish young master in front of him could really keep his word, so the concierge could only nod his head in agreement.

Isn't it just a matter of taking a look?
Furthermore, who dares to steal the mansion of the county magistrate?
Fu Beimo raised his eyebrows and led Li Xinheng and Ali into the house.

Several people walked all the way to Dongyuan. Today, Dongyuan is uninhabited and there are almost no servants.

Therefore, they speak relatively freely.

Yan Funing turned her head in Fu Ciyi's arms: "Caiyu, have you packed your luggage?"

"I packed it up this morning and put it in Dongyuan." Caiyu pointed to a huge bundle on the ground.

Li Xinheng was shocked: "So big!"

Caiyu said: "It's not big. It mainly contains bedding and clothes."

Packing up the bedding and taking it away is a big burden.

She was going to the countryside. The conditions in the countryside were difficult, so she naturally had to bring bedding.

Yan Funing got down from Fu Ciyi's arms and couldn't help but ask: "Yan Haitang allows you to take the bedding away?"

Caiyu laughed out loud: "Min'er said in her ear that if the second lady doesn't return to Yan's house and asks her to kneel down again, she will agree to be taken away by me."

Everyone laughed.

Yan Funing ordered: "Put the baggage on the carriage quickly and come back to help move the books."

"For such a big burden, it's up to me to take care of it."

Li Xinheng stepped forward to carry the baggage, but he didn't want Caiyu to carry it away easily.

"She, she, is she so strong?" Li Xinheng almost stuttered.

"It's quite big." Yan Funing covered her lips and smiled.

At this time, Fu Ciyi reached out to her: "Would you like to go to my study?" He then laughed at himself, "It doesn't belong to me now."

The day after their wedding, they were driven to the countryside.

She hasn't been to his study yet.

"What if it's yours? We haven't seen my grandfather's will." She put her soft little hand on his palm.

The two of them led each other into the study.

Fu Beimo, Li Xinheng and Ali followed in.

In the study room, the wall-to-wall bookshelves are full of books.

There is no dust where the imperial examination books are placed, but there is dust on the other places, such as where travel notes and local interests are placed.

Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing looked at each other and knew that Fu Minghe often came to see them.

Yan Funing put her hands on the desk: "Husband, take a look, is there anything missing?"

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