From now on, the Son of Heaven does not come early

Chapter 823 The Devil's Head

Finally, a crack appeared on this mask-like face, and the girl's body trembled slightly. Fang Ziyi couldn't help but gritted his teeth and said, "Shameless!"

Ye Xi quietly stared at the girl's face, looking at her expressionless face even though she was angry, after a long while, he broke her chin and bit it down.

"Hmm..." Fang Zizhen couldn't help frowning and struggling, she couldn't figure out where the mistress got the ability to invite such a master, and in her heart, she was almost ready for the worst.

Well, she doesn't want this body anymore, but no matter what, as long as she finds a little space, she will definitely make this man who underestimated her pay the price!
Fang Ziyi frowned and thought, while his thoughts were up and down, the man had already let go, and looked at her coldly with his dark eyes.

"I'll walk you home."

After finishing speaking, regardless of her struggle, she picked up the person horizontally, jumped up with a little tiptoe, and shuttled among the shadows of the trees.

Fang Ziyan stared blankly at the man's handsome profile, his eyes wide open.

This person... Could it really be her fiancé?Seeing her covered in blood and still treating her like this?Could it be that it is another trap of some people, a trap just waiting for oneself to jump into?

Fang Ziyi closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, his eyes were still as flat as water, without waves.

In short, she will never believe in anything anymore. In this world, she only believes in herself and protects herself, because no one here likes her...

Feng Chiyuan came to Dong Fang's house and handed over a name card. The main door of Fang's house was opened immediately, and Fang Zizhou led his family out to welcome him.

The Feng family is a family in the south of the Yangtze River. Although their status is higher than that of the vassal kings, even the vassal kings should look up to them. Since the Fang family was born as a merchant, they naturally respect Feng Chiyuan a lot.

After inviting people in, Fang Zizhou gave up his seat and asked Feng Chiyuan to take the seat. Feng Chiyuan didn't refuse, and sat down with a smile on his face.

"I don't know why the third master visited the Hedong Fang family?"

Feng Chiyuan smiled slightly, and said: "It's nothing, I just heard that the Jiangbei family is a wealthy businessman, and Feng wants to come here to get some experience back, and learn for those of me who are not up to date."

Fang Zizhou is over forty years old, has a big belly, and his face is full of greasy food. Hearing him say this, he said modestly: "Everything is just absurd praise."

The two were talking in the room, and the ladies of the Fang family couldn't help but gather under the eaves to watch the fun. From the open window, one could see the man seated at the head seat, with deep black eyes, handsome features, and a touch of Jiangnan style Smart and handsome, he immediately captured many hearts.

"The Feng family is so handsome!"

The female family members gathered around the window, chattering, Fang Ziyun covered her mouth and smiled, Feng Chiyuan, even a girl in the boudoir, has heard of this person, the third member of the Feng family, but in charge of everything in the Feng family in Jiangnan, everyone Not to mention being handsome, but this worth is enough for them to covet.

"Tell me, did the Jiangnan Feng family come to propose marriage?"

"It's possible, if not, what are you doing at our Fang's house?"

"Yeah yeah!"

The women were chattering, and suddenly the hustle and bustle stopped, and everyone turned their heads in unison like a telepathy, and saw a young girl walking in front of everyone with a bloody face. .

"It's Fang Zilu!" someone whispered.

"It's so dirty! It's so disgusting, how can she still have the face to come back? Didn't the mistress drive her away?"

"Female devil, murderer!" The girls glared at each other, Fang Ziyun looked coldly at the slowly leaving figure, with a sneer on the corner of his mouth.

Fang Ziying, your mother is dead, and the position of mistress has been given over to my mother, so my mother is the mistress. What Miss?She, Fang Ziyun, is the daughter-in-law of Zheng Erba Jing!
"Fang Ziru?" The man who was talking in the room was slightly startled, got up and walked out of the main hall, happened to see the back of the woman going away, although he didn't see the face, but the shocking blood on the half side was still fresh in his memory.

That little girl who murdered by the side of the road was Fang Ziye?Ye Xiyou's fiancee? !

Feng Chiyuan narrowed his eyes, for some reason, a trace of uneasiness floated in his heart.

The daughters who were speaking ill of others immediately quieted down, and everyone couldn't help looking at this handsome man. Fang Ziyun looked at this handsome man unabashedly, and said with a smile: "Third Master, I made you laugh."

Feng Chiyuan glanced down, the little woman in the corridor was soft and weak, exuding a smell of Xiaojiabiyu, he smiled politely, turned around and walked back.

"Third Master, I'm just kidding. She's just an unfilial daughter. She gave birth to a traitor, and even the old man can't control her." Fang Zizhou rubbed his belly and smiled with him. He should have strangled him to death with his own hands!

Feng Chiyuan smiled lightly, with a look of indifference, but his dark eyes became more and more gloomy.

Fang Zirue, is this Fang Zirui?It seems that no matter what, he will form this marriage with the Ye family!
On the other side, on the carriage, Feng Junran pinched the center of his brows, subconsciously looked up, the little girl had already fallen asleep at some point, her delicate face was covered with a faint halo under the candlelight, and her fine eyelashes It fluttered slightly like a butterfly's wings, casting a blurred shadow.

From the little girl's sleeve, a corner of the handkerchief was faintly exposed, and it was embroidered with rich and colorful wisteria.

The young man looked at it for a while, then stretched out his hand to pull out the silk handkerchief, and spread it completely under the candlelight.

The wisteria was embroidered very well, as if it were real, burning and moving, blooming under the candlelight.

Feng Junran couldn't help touching it with his hands. For some reason, his silent heart throbbed endlessly.

"Ye Xiaoxiao..."

The young man murmured softly, his heart seemed to be brushed by a feather, and there were bursts of numbness...

Feng Junran frowned, put the handkerchief aside, leaned softly on the cushion, tiredness and sleepiness slowly swept over, the carriage was still rocking forward, but the comfortable cushion was slowly eroding His consciousness made him slowly fall asleep.

In his sleep, he saw a bizarre world. Women were wearing scantily clad clothes, either showing their thighs or snow-white breasts, which made him frowned in disgust. Wearing a snow-white long dress, she slowly walked out from the crowd. Her skin was firm and fat, her face was like a peach blossom, and her pair of peach blossom eyes were even brighter and brighter, much more brilliant than this enchanting world.

The guards finally drove the carriage to the inn. They wanted to call someone, but when they lifted the curtain, they saw that the people inside were both asleep. One was leaning against the wall of the carriage and the other was leaning against the small couch. In the quiet and peaceful carriage There was no sound, only the breathing of the two of them, which was shallow and unusually even.

(End of this chapter)