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

Pang Anmeng was curious: "Fu Ning, what are you going to choose?"

Jin Lingcen glanced at Pang Anmeng and said, "Don't ask. It's enough as long as Fu Ning has the answer in her heart."

In fact, he has no say in his marriage.

It's simply that my father wants to use the Pang family to consolidate the Jin family's position in the southwest, and what about the Pang family?

Just take what you need.

As the daughter of the Duke's family, Fu Ning probably felt the same helplessness as he did.

So he understood her.

Yan Funing smiled and said, "It's rare that you guys come to see me together. I'll treat you guys to dinner tonight."

"Hehe, it's good to have a friend who runs a restaurant." Pang Anmeng slurped his saliva.

To be honest, she was penniless and her monthly salary was not enough for her to buy a few daggers.
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That night, Yan Funing returned home.

Knowing that Fu Ciyi would come to look for her, she dismissed the maidservants, postponed her bathing time, and sat by the window reading a storybook while waiting for him.

At about the same time as last night, Fu Ciyi arrived as promised.

Brought a dressing box.

He placed the dressing box on the table beside her, and said in his usual cold voice: "These are for you, return the purse to me."

Saying that, he stretched out his hand.

Yan Funing closed the storybook and said, "You threw the purse at my feet, and you have the nerve to ask me for it?"

"Thank you." The man moved his fingers.

Yan Funing opened the storybook again and snorted, "No more."

The man sat on another chair and was surprised: "Gone? Where did it go?"

"I cut it up with scissors and threw it away."

"How can you throw it away?" Fu Ciyi frowned, "Where should you throw it?"

"They cut it into pieces and threw it away. The servants threw it away. How would I know where it is?"

Yan Funing turned aside and didn't look at him.

The man simply stood up, looked around her boudoir, and immediately started searching.

Drawers were opened and closed one by one.

Yan Fu glanced at him but did not stop him.

After a while, Fu Ciyi still couldn't find it and sighed.

Yan Funing raised her eyes to look at him and smiled.

It was this smile that made Fu Ciyi sure that the purse was in the room. He immediately opened her closet and, as expected, found his purse in the corner of the closet.

The purse smelled fragrant, obviously having been washed.

"It's ugly, but at least it was sewn by my wife herself. I can't throw it away."

He immediately hung it on the leather belt around his waist, adjusted it, and then sat back beside her with satisfaction.

As the man moved, Yan Funing saw that he was wearing a jade ring on his thumb.

Following her gaze, Fu Ciyi moved his fingers: "My wife gave it to me. Does it look good?"

"It's clearly from a jade shop."

It was the one she sent last time.

She really couldn't understand why this person's words and actions some time ago were completely different from those in the past two days?
"There are only three things in this box, it's empty." Fu Ciyi opened the dressing box, "The emperor gave me a lot of things, you can go to my place tomorrow and pick some and fill it up."

"I do not want."

"You are a money-grubber, why don't you want it?" After a slight pause, the man added, "It's two large boxes of gold, silver and jewelry."

"No, I can make money myself."

Fu Ciyi grabbed her wrist and said, "You don't want to marry me?"

Yan Funing did not struggle, she raised her eyelids and looked at him: "I've thought about it."

For some reason, Fu Ciyi felt nervous.

Yan Funing continued: "I still mean the same as before. I am willing to marry you, but now..."

"You don't have to worry about the rejection of the marriage proposal," the man said.

"Fu Ciyi, I'm very confused. You clearly drew a line between you and me a few days ago, but now you say you want to marry me. I really doubt whether you want to marry me or have other purposes."

For example, because she broke off his engagement, he wanted to torture her?
Fu Ciyi held her soft little hand tightly and said sincerely: "I really want to marry you." "Well, if you really want to marry me, I will find a way to refuse the marriage. I only have one request, that is, you must promise not to disclose any secrets of my Yan family."

"Of course." The man asked, "How are you going to refuse the marriage?"

"do my best."

Fu Ciyi nodded, but couldn't help but confirm: "Marrying Long Chi An is the princess of the county, are you still willing to marry me?"

"Didn't you force me to do this?" Yan Funing asked back.

The man was silent.

Yan Funing added: "Prince Chi is considered a royal descendant and can protect the Yan family to a certain extent. If there is no adult, marrying him might be a good choice, right?"

As soon as she finished her words, Fu Ciyi stretched out his long arms, held her neck with his big hands, and pressed his thin lips forcefully against her soft lips.

Seal with a kiss.

The sudden kiss stunned Yan Funing, and her beautiful eyes suddenly widened.

The man said in a hoarse voice: "Be good, close your eyes."

She didn't know what was wrong with her and she slowly closed her eyes.

Seeing how obedient she was, Fu Ciyi excitedly closed his eyes as well.

When I suddenly close my eyes, my senses become stronger.

Still not used to such intimacy, she pushed his shoulder and leaned back in the chair.

Sensing her resistance, Fu Ciyi restrained himself and let her go.

Looking at the crystal clear moisture on her lips, it was left by him.

His Adam's apple rolled several times, and he stood up and said, "I'm leaving."

Yan Funing pursed her lips and asked inexplicably, "Are you leaving now?"

The man laughed: "You mean you want me to sleep with you tonight?"

"Nothing!" Yan Funing's face immediately turned red. She stood up and pushed him, "Go away, go quickly."

The man turned around and hugged her: "Let's work together to reject the marriage proposal, so that we can get married soon. After marriage, whatever you want me to do with you is possible."

"No, I don't need company."

Her voice is as soft as a mosquito.

The man lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips: "I will pick you up tomorrow. Nan Yao's leg needs a follow-up examination."

"Yeah." She lowered her eyes.

After a moment, the man disappeared over the roof.

Yan Funing patted her own face and then called Caiyu in to serve her.
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The next morning, Yan Funing went out.

She didn't see the Fu family's carriage or Fu Ciyi at the gate of the mansion, so she simply got into her own carriage.

The car was driven by Li Xinheng and Liu Chengwen.

"Let's go to East Third Street."

If someone doesn't come to pick her up, she probably doesn't have to go.

Two people said yes.

After driving for only one street, the car was blocked ahead and had to stop.

Yan Funing lifted a corner of the car curtain with her fingertips and looked out, only to see a tall and handsome man getting out of the car opposite. This man was Fu Ciyi.

He ignored Liu Chengwen's obstruction and got into the Yan family carriage.

"Let's go to Fu's house." He said and sat down.

Liu Chengwen was worried and turned to look inside the car: "Sister?"

"Just listen to Lord Fu." Yan Funing said.

Caiyu in the car opened her mouth in astonishment, and after a long while she stammered, "Master Fu, Master Fu, did you take the wrong medicine today?"

"I'm your uncle." Fu Ciyi pointed outside the car, "Get out."

Caiyu turned her gaze and asked boldly, "Miss, is Master Fu going crazy again?"

"It's rare that he didn't go crazy today." After a pause, Yan Funing said frankly, "I agree to marry him."

"But the young lady has been married to Prince Chi." Caiyu frowned.

Fu Ciyi's face darkened, and his palm was as sharp as a knife. (End of this chapter)