Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 103 Jealousy
"Miss?"

Gao Yang was a little surprised to see Xiangcheng passing the mansion early in the morning, and invited him to the room after greeting him.

Fang Yiai drank the ginger soup, heard Gao Yang's voice in a daze, put down the porcelain bowl and asked, "Shu'er, who's here?"

"It's Eldest Sister." After speaking, Gao Yang strode to the bed, winked at Fang Yi'ai, and signaled him to cover the quilt to avoid being rude.

Knowing the arrival of Xiangcheng, Fang Yiai quickly untied the bed curtain, muttering to herself, "Xiangcheng? Why is she here!"

Looking at the blue bed curtain, a hint of jealousy flashed in Xiangcheng's heart, and he said to Gao Yang: "Shu'er, is the son-in-law still awake?"

"Uh... last night Fang Yiai returned drunk at midnight, Gao Yang mistakenly thought that he had gone to Pingkangfang again, so he made up an excuse under shame and anger, "Brother Jun'er rested a little late last night."

As soon as this remark came out, Xiangcheng, who is already a married woman, immediately misunderstood, thinking of the vow Fang Yiai made to the sky that day, he couldn't help feeling jealous.

"The son-in-law is quite strong!" After giving the bed curtain a hard look, Xiangcheng held Gao Yang's hand pretending to be intimate, and said, "Shu'er, how are you doing these days?"

Thinking of Xiangcheng and Xiao Rui's usual intimate behavior, Gao Yang felt a little lost, and then had an idea, took out the dried hawthorn fruit he found from Fang Yiai's arms last night, "I'm fine recently, Jun'er My brother bought me some dried fruit yesterday. Sister, would you like to eat some?"

In the bed curtain, seeing Gao Yang defending and praising herself, Fang Yiai couldn't help but feel warmed up, and then quickly tidied up her clothes.

Looking at the mediocre dried hawthorn fruit in Gao Yang's hand, Xiangcheng wished to knock it to the ground, jealous and hated, this princess concubine made another plan.

"Since we can't let you go to Huichang Temple, wouldn't it be the same if we let Monk Bianji come to Chang'an?"

After thinking about it, Xiangcheng once again acted like he used to be, and said, "Shu'er, there is a banquet at my house this afternoon. Will you go with the concubine?"

"Okay, Shu'er will definitely go back." As he said that, the pure-hearted Gao Yang stretched out his hand to swallow a piece of hawthorn, and then showed a sweet smile.

Seeing that Gao Yang lost a little bit of his former arrogance, Xiangcheng thought to himself, "Could it be that this little girl has been in drought for a long time and has rain?"

While thinking, Fang Yiai, who had tidied up her clothes, got off the bed, and with a heart full of apprehension, greeted Xiangcheng with her usual demeanor, "Elder Sister."

Looking at Fang Yiai, who is gentle and elegant, with a face like spring breeze, and thinking of the rumors that "He Bangshou attacked and killed the Turkic general on a snowy night and rescued the young prince of Hejian County Prince's Mansion", Xiangcheng felt that Xiao Rui was a helpless chicken. The power of the pedantic waste, Fang Yiai's admiration in the heart can't help but deepen a little bit.

"Fang son-in-law, are you up?" As he spoke, Xiangcheng picked up a piece of dried hawthorn fruit, Yaowei seemed to be in the air, and looked at Fang Yiai with threatening eyes.

Sensing the strangeness in Xiangcheng's eyes, Fang Yiai couldn't help but tremble, fearing that she would become angry and tell Gao Yang the truth, a trace of cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

Seeing Fang Yiai's eyes facing Xiangcheng, Gao Yang feared that Fang Yiai, who had just woken up, would lose his manners, so he walked to her husband's side, straightened his wrinkled clothes, and said with half-truth and half-fake concern: "Brother Jun'er , be careful not to catch a cold."

Although he knew that Gao Yang was Fang Yiai's first wife, but seeing the scene where the two were glued together, Xiangcheng still felt a little awkward, so he stood up and said, "Shu'er, Fang's son-in-law. Remember to come to my mansion for a banquet in the afternoon."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Gao Yang to stay, Xiangcheng walked out of the bedroom with overwhelming jealousy, and left the house accompanied by the maid.

Walking out of Fangfu, recalling the warm and sweet scene between Gao Yang and Fang Yiai, Xiangcheng clenched his hands tightly, his nails almost piercing his palms!
She came here early this morning, originally intending to invite Gao Yang to Huichang Temple, so as to further deepen the estrangement between Fang Yiai and Gao Yang.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into Fang Yiai who hadn't woken up yet and was disheveled. Reminiscent of Gao Yang's words about boudoir affairs, Xiangcheng couldn't help being jealous, and turned to the maid next to him and said: "Go to Huichang Temple immediately to ask Master Bianji, and say that there will be a Suzhai literary meeting in my house in the afternoon, and ask him to give a lecture!"

After speaking, fearing that Bianji would make excuses, Xiangcheng continued, "Tell Master Bianji that Gao Yang will come to my house this afternoon!"

After making up his mind, Xiangcheng turned his head to look at the vermilion lacquer gate of the Fangfu, and whispered with a slight upward corner of his mouth: "Fang Lang, you will treat me like this one day!"

After Xiangcheng left, Fang Yiai was restless, thinking of Xiangcheng's threatening gaze just now, he couldn't help worrying about the trick in Xiangcheng's hands again.

Gao Yang was tidying up the bedding, seeing Fang Yiai standing on the ground and wandering, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Brother Jun'er, what's wrong with you?"

At this moment, Fang Yiai's heart was in a state of disarray, and she was only thinking of finding a quiet place, so she turned to Gao Yang and said, "Shu'er, I'm going to study in the study."

Seeing that Fang Yiai was motivated, Gao Yang covered his face with a smile and said, "Brother Jun'er is the best, Shu'er will beat your back tonight!"

Looking at the gentle and virtuous Gao Yang on the couch, Fang Yiai couldn't help feeling a little confused, and thought to herself, "So Shu'er has a very good temperament. Seeing that I'm going to study hard, she wants to beat my back. How could there be a little bit of time before?" arrogant look."

As she said that, looking at the beautiful woman with a beautiful smile in front of her, Fang Yiai couldn't help but get angry, "If Shu'er finds out that I am the famous "No. ?”

After tidying the bedding, Gao Yang saw Fang Yiai standing there giggling, Gao Yang asked curiously, "Brother Jun'er, what are you laughing at?"

The reverie was interrupted by Gao Yang, Fang Yiai gave a dry cough, and said in a slightly embarrassed way: "It's nothing, I'm going to study in the study."

Farewell to Gao Yang, Fang Yi'ai went straight to Fangfu's study, looking at the books in the room, Fang Yi'ai was very disturbed, thought to herself, "My relationship with Shu'er has just eased, we must not let that bald donkey disturb you Done! Don't people outside Fang pay attention to purity of heart and asceticism? If necessary, I can send him to be a eunuch in the palace!"

Thinking about it, Fang Yiai couldn't stop laughing, and stretched out her hand like a monkey stealing a peach.

While thinking, Fang Xuanling, who had gone to court early, walked to the door of the study, and seeing his son giggling while doing calligraphy, he couldn't help snorting, and said, "Ai'er, you are messing around again! What are you doing in my study!"

Walking into the study, after seeing Fang Yiai's hand gestures clearly, Fang Xuanling frowned, and said, "This is the martial arts that I learned from Marshal Qin? What nonsense!"

Seeing Fang Xuanling's words of reprimand, Fang Yiai quickly put away the smile on her face, and bowed her hands to say hello: "Father."

"What have you learned from Marshal Qin in the past few days? Is this what you learned from Pingkangfang?" As he spoke, Fang Xuanling raised his hand and hit him in extreme anger, but he still couldn't bear it at the last moment. Then he waved his sleeves and sat in front of the desk, ignoring Fang Yiai.

Seeing Fang Xuanling's cold face, Fang Yiai stuck out her tongue secretly, and said, "Father, you don't know something. My son just made this move the Qin family's mace, to challenge the five mountains."

"Try to pick the five mountains?" Fang Xuanling had outstanding literary talents, but he knew little about martial arts. Seeing what Fang Yiai said was convincing, he couldn't help but subconsciously believed his words.

Knowing that Fang Yiai is learning the Qin family's mace, Fang Xuanling put down the book in his hand, Hu asked: "Marshal Qin handed over the Qin family's mace to you? Don't fool me!"

Seeing Fang Xuanling's gentle face, Fang Yiai quickly covered the lie, "Yes, the Duke also asked me to read books frequently."

"Oh? We've known each other for decades, but I didn't expect the Duke to be an all-rounder in civil and military affairs!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai looked at Fang Yiai with a smile on her face, and said, "What books have you studied in the Qin Mansion these days? I'll come to test you!"

Looking at Fang Xuanling, Fang Yiai raised the corners of his mouth slightly, thinking to himself, "Looks like I'm going to invite Duke Wenchao to come down to earth again today!"

Reminiscent of Fang Yiai's early days of learning books, Fang Xuanling deliberately let go of the water in his heart, and instead picked up a common folklore and asked: "In recent days, the number one in the commoner list has shocked Chang'an. Do you know the poems he wrote in the Houfu?" do you know?"

Seeing Fang Xuanling questioning the poems he had copied from the previous essay, Fang Yiai let out a smirk and said seriously: "I know, my son will recite it for Daddy to listen to."

"Zhao Keman Hu Ying, Wu hook frost and snow. The silver saddle shines on the white horse, rustling like a shooting star. Killing a person in ten steps, you will not stay for a thousand miles. When you have something to do, go away with your clothes and hide yourself deeply."

After reciting the first eight lines of the poem written in the Hou Mansion, Fang Yiai read the remaining lines from Tulu on a whim.

"Let's drink in Xinling, take off the sword and cross your knees"

The two sentences after the eight sentences of Xia Ke Xing blurted out, Fang Xuanling who was sitting in front of the desk drinking tea did not pour it up in one breath, and immediately sprayed all the tea on Fang Yiai's body.

(End of this chapter)