After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 153
Fufu.

At the end of the day, the lanterns on the corners of the eaves fluttered in the autumn wind.

The pomegranate trees in Qingxi Garden are full of fruit hanging on the ground, illuminated by the lights, and look like beautiful red corals.

Regardless of when the red agate earrings on her ears were torn off by him, Fu Xuan hurried back here, and after eating some late dinner, she got up and went to the clean room.

Linglong put the bath beans aside and said, "Girl, I will change your clothes for you."

Fu Xuan's ears turned red, and she waved her hand to refuse, "I don't need it today, I will come by myself."

God knows how nervous she was when he went back home to see Fuxuan just now, and he said "ah" loudly and asked her why her neck was red.If Fuyun hadn't complained that she couldn't help touching that rare Persian cat of the Wang family, she didn't know how to lie about it.

After Linglong stepped back, she took off her moon-white skirt embroidered with red leaves.

I have to admit that Fuxuan's slender and graceful figure can be called perfect, with icy jade muscles, slender waist and legs, and extremely graceful arcs.

But the moment she took off her little coat and looked at her chest, Fu Xuan's originally calm expression could no longer be stable, and she couldn't help but hold her breath.

famous……

There are also faint fingerprints...

How much effort did he use to be able to get hurt so far through the thin autumn clothes!

Thinking of this, Fu Xuan stretched out her foot and kicked at the void, wishing she could kick him a few more times suddenly when she was back in the carriage.

After her anger subsided, Fu Xuan slowly stepped into the bathtub, scooped up a ladle of water and poured it on the top, and couldn't help but recall the scene just now, she touched her neck.

She secretly looked in the mirror just now, from left to right, there were red marks on the chain bones.

At that time, she only felt numb and dizzy, but recalling it now can really make her curl up her ten toes.

She has never had such an experience, and what she has read from the scriptures is just an understatement after all.But not to mention, she also knows that the two of them are more intimate than kissing.

Fuxuan shrank into the water, although she was a little ashamed, she didn't hate being like this with him.

**
In late September, the westerly wind rises, and the cold dew Huaning.

From nowhere, two major pieces of news suddenly spread in Jiankang City——

For one thing, Wushan in Geyang County, Yuzhou has raised a trilogy with tens of thousands of people, and this trilogy belongs to the Wang family.And the wealth of his trilogy is all from the Great Zhou.The source of the things of the Great Zhou was obtained in exchange for the "hook kiss" poisonous weeds planted by villagers from dozens of villages in the two counties of the northern border with their lives.

Second, the death of Mr. Nanjun in Yuzhou in June this year is actually another story. It turned out that the sheriff of Geyang County, in order to avenge his personal revenge, united with a certain Yu family in Xiyang County and poisoned him together.

Because the news has a nose and an eye, the breadth and speed of spread are getting better day by day.In less than three days, it is not an exaggeration to say that everyone in Jiankang City knows about it.

And, not only is everyone known, but everyone is angry.

As soon as this incident happened, the crowd was excited, and the two aristocratic families, Wang and Yu, who were usually calm, couldn't sit still at this moment.

And Mrs. Wang, who married into the Wang family from the Yu family, was even more flustered.Because of this panic, even if her new daughter-in-law's niece came forward to offer tea, she would not show a good face.

After being reprimanded for no reason several times in a row, Zhang Yao's already charming face became weaker and more pitiful.

In the evening of that day, when Prince Jin, who was on duty to return home, returned to Zitongyuan, he saw his newlywed wife sitting on the beauty's couch by the window, her temples loosely drawn and her face sad.

Wang Zijin hurried forward, hugged him distressedly, and asked, "Ma'am, what is this for? Are you listening to Qiu Chan here alone?"

How can there be autumn cicadas in this season?Knowing that Wang Zijin was coaxing her to laugh, Zhang Yao's sad face faded a little, and she said softly, "Husband has worked hard all day, let's change clothes first."

Seeing that she didn't answer directly, Wang Zijin guessed a little bit, put a smile on his lips, stroked Zhang Yao's cheek, and asked seriously: "But mother scolded you again?"

Zhang Yao didn't say a word, but her eyes filled with tears instantly.

With such an expression, what else does Wang Zijin not understand?It must be that his mother took the absurd remarks of "the newcomer is inauspicious and will bring bad luck to the mansion" to the court.

This matter is also strange to say, the rumors of Wang and Yu's family are full of rumors, Mrs. Wang went to the Taoist temple to ask the immortals for advice, but she was told that the luck of the Wang family was damaged because of "the newcomer is unlucky".

In the past three months, the Wang family has no newborn children, and no other marriages. The only one is Zhang Yao, who Wang Liulang just married.

In this way, once the title of "unlucky" is added, one can imagine what kind of "good life" Zhang Yao can live in the Wang family.

Seeing her tears, Wang Zijin's heart really sank to the bottom of the valley.

The beautiful wife who had dreamed of it for many years and was married after thousands of beggings, never imagined that she would suffer so much grievance after entering the door.

He stretched out his hand to wipe away the teardrops for her, and comforted him: "Don't cry, your eyes are swollen from crying, you will feel uncomfortable. There are rumors about my mother's knot, and I will go to my father to ask about the situation later, Rumors will pass sooner or later."

Although he was talking about gossip, in fact, since he knew that the Qianbao inkpad in his father's hands was involved in something unusual, Wang Zijin was very worried about the fate of the royal family.

Zhang Yao was soft-tempered, she was coaxed by Wang Zijin, she lost her temper after a while, changed her husband's clothes as usual, and then cleaned her hands and ate.

After dinner, Wang Zijin went to Wang Chenghong's study.

**
Wang Chenghong is the head of the Wang family, the first-rank Dazai of Daliang, and was granted the title of Duke of Mausoleum.He is the backbone of the lintel of one of the most important families in the Liang family. He is serious, courageous and extremely majestic.

Wang Zijin arrived late at night and was about to reach the outer courtyard of the study. The guard guarding the door saluted him, and then looked at him respectfully: "Young Master Liu, is there something wrong?"

Wang Zijin also replied seriously: "If you have a discussion with your father, please pass it on."

Yes, even if they want to meet their own father, in this royal family, the children need to request in advance.The Wang family has a big business and many children, so the head of the family doesn't have much time to meet unimportant people.

Wang Zijin never took part in important matters, and the number of times he entered his father's study was also very few.

But today Xu was very lucky, after the guard passed the pass, he didn't wave him back, but raised his hand to lead him in.

Wang Chenghong's study is grand and gorgeous, with a good collection of books on the bookshelves, and rare collections can be seen at a glance.

Sitting behind the big desk in the middle of the study, Wang Chenghong glanced at the six sons who came forward, leaned on the back of the chair, and said seriously: "Why are you here looking for me?"

Wang Zijin saluted, and then cut straight to the point: "My son has something unclear, and I want my father to give me an accurate answer."

Wang Chenghong twitched the corners of his lips, picked up a cup of tea and put it to his lips to smell it, "You ask."

Wang Zijin asked: "Did my father do the Wushan trilogy and the death and injury of the Fu family?"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Wang Chenghong's face changed unspeakably, and he put the teacup in his hand on the desk with a "bang", "You shouldn't ask, don't talk too much."

(End of this chapter)