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

Hearing the familiar voice, Yan Funing quickly pried her hand away from her lips: "Fu Ciyi, you're back?"

"Ah."

The man's fresh breath pressed against her ears, bringing an annoying itch.

Yan Funing turned her head away and said, "Who is flirting with others? You are flirting with others!"

She turned around and looked at him. The room was dim at the moment, but it did not prevent her from seeing Fengpi clearly.

The handsome face of the man in front of her was obviously tired, and his cold eyes contained a hint of smile as he stared at her meaningfully.

"Why, you're not happy to see me?"

Fu Ciyi lowered his head slightly and aligned his eyes with hers.

Glancing down inadvertently, I saw that the girl's pajamas were too flowing, perfectly outlining her beautiful figure.

Just the right amount of fullness, a slender waist, and a waist-to-hip ratio that would confuse anyone who sees it.

It made his throat roll slightly.

One hand is behind the back, clenched into a fist to show restraint.

Yan Funing glared at him and said, "Who would be happy to hear that I'm flirting with other women?"

Since he was there, she simply hung the gauze curtain on the golden hook.

"Want me to count for you?"

The man held her soft little hand and pinched one of her fingers every time he mentioned someone.

"Long Chi'an is one, Hong Li is another. Oh, and there's another one, a dandy boy from the southwest."

Yan Fu was annoyed and retracted her hand: "Did Fu Jiang say that?"

This boy has eaten a lot of her snacks recently and has been chattering non-stop. He is actually a tell-tale sign behind her back.

Fu Ciyi said calmly, his voice like a cold spring hitting a stone: "So it's true?"

"What a bullshit!" She was so angry that she cursed, her voice was fierce, "Next time I see Fu Jiang, I will tear his mouth apart with my life."

Feng Pi said nicely that she wanted Fu Jiang to protect her safety, but it turned out that he was a spy planted next to her.

The one who acts as the master is a dog, a scheming ghost!

When your subordinate is a chatterbox and a spy!
At this moment, Fu Jiang was guarding in the dark outside the house. When he heard the conversation in the room, he shuddered.

Heaven, earth...

He didn't say that the young lady was having an affair.

He only said that the young lady played chess with Prince Chi, and showed the southwestern playboy the symptoms of acclimatization, and that Old Madam Hong wanted to bring Hong Li and the young lady together.

He simply described the expressions of the men in detail, and of course he relayed everything they said to his master.

Who told him to have a good memory?

Fu Ciyi walked to the round table and poured himself a glass of water.

Yan Funing snatched the water cup from his hand: "Drink the water, you can go away, I want to sleep."

"I do not go."

The man straightened his robe, implying that he would not leave until she explained clearly.

Yan Funing had no choice but to sit down opposite him: "Regarding Long Chi'an, I played six games of chess with him today..."

Afterwards, he smiled and said, "Let me tell you, I even won a round."

The man sneered mercilessly: "You are useless. You are so happy just because I won one game."

"When we played chess in the past, he didn't let me win on purpose, and I always lost. Now that I can win a game, I am naturally happy, which shows that my recent time to read chess records has paid off."

Fu Ciyi pressed his forehead, feeling more and more uncomfortable the more he listened.

She played chess with Long Chi'an many times, but he had never played chess with her once.

Then he suppressed his emotions and said, "I will teach you in the future."

"You teach me?" Yan Funing snorted, "Are you that kind?"

Either with a purpose or with a treacherous plan.

Then he continued, "The Southwest Playboy is Pang Anmeng's husband. You also know that Pang Anmeng ran away from the marriage. They have conflicts, and the playboy actually took his anger out on me. Do you think he is sick? He also said something like birds of a feather flock together..."

The more he talked, the angrier he got, so he simply stopped talking about this person. Fu Ciyi raised his eyebrows when he heard this.

The little girl in front of me is pretty and delicate.

Standing next to Pang Anmeng, her beauty was further highlighted. I was afraid that the southwestern playboy would have the same thoughts that all men would have.

He didn't know what the Southwestern Dandy was thinking.

After all, I have not been in Beijing for some time.

"You should be angry and upset. From now on, you should have less contact with such playboys."

I really want to marry the girl in front of me as soon as possible to prevent other men from coveting her.

Yan Funing nodded: "I don't want to have any more contact with him. What's even more annoying is that he clearly paid the consultation fee, and after the symptoms of acclimatization disappeared, he threw a stack of banknotes at me. I'm not short of money, and I don't care about his dirty money."

"Well, you did an excellent job."

The man was satisfied with what he heard and poured himself another glass of water.

Yan Funing continued, "And there's Hong Li. He said there's nothing good about me and he would never like me no matter what."

Hearing this, Fu Ciyi slammed the cup down on the table: "He dares!"

"Eh?" Yan Funing was confused. "What do you mean, sir?"

"He is blind."

Yan Funing nodded, then frowned: "That's not right, it sounds like you want Hong Li and I to be a couple?"

Fu Ciyi choked and quickly explained: "I mean you are fine."

Yan Funing ordered him to leave: "I have finished speaking, sir, you can leave now."

The man's eyes slid from her neck to her collarbone, and saw that there was no trace of the mark he made. He frowned and asked, "Where is the mark I made?"

Yan Funing reached out and stroked her neck, saying calmly, "How long have you been gone? You're long gone."

"Show me your heart."

"Fu Ciyi, don't go too far!" She slammed the table, stood up and pulled him, "Get out of here."

The man grabbed her wrist with his backhand and said in a hoarse voice: "I kissed your chest the hardest, the marks should still be there."

Hearing this, Yan Funing's face suddenly turned red, and she pressed her other hand against her chest: "No, no more."

"Let me have a look."

"rogue!"

"I don't look at your thing, I only look at the hickey."

"I believe you ghost!"

She was so embarrassed that her earlobes seemed to be dripping with blood. She broke free from his hand and pushed the window to chase him away.

Fu Ciyi followed and reached out to close the window: "I won't tease you anymore, let's go to bed."

"what?"

"It's getting late, you and I should go to bed quickly."

"Let me make it clear that you and I are not husband and wife. This is the first point. Second, this is my boudoir." Yan Fu was so angry that she almost gritted her teeth. "Please go back to your own mansion, Master Fu!"

The man yawned. "In order to reach Beijing as soon as possible, I rode for four days and three nights without sleep. I am very tired now and have no strength to go back to Fu Mansion. Let me rest here for an hour."

That's pitiful to say.

Yan Funing held the lamp and carefully examined his eyebrows and eyes.

When the light got closer, I discovered that his Ruifeng eyes were bloodshot.

I quickly put down the lamp and reached out to feel his pulse. There was indeed an abnormality in his pulse, which was caused by lack of rest.

"Are you crazy? People are not made of iron. If you travel without sleep for several days, you will die suddenly. Do you understand?"

The man smiled calmly: "Nothing."

"I have fixed your sister's broken leg. I asked Fu Jiang to send someone to inform you. I hope you can come back soon, not that you need to rush back without risking your life." Yan Funing said, "Why are you so crazy?"

Fu Ciyi smiled when he heard this.

She felt sorry for him, and it was worth it for him to rush to Beijing to see her on the Qixi Festival. (End of this chapter)