"Sure enough, I'm a talented person. I'll come to the mansion to sit more in the future." I suppressed a beating heart, and tentatively said: "I heard that Master Yan loves sweets, and there are some pears in the mansion that pay tribute. My husband will give you some."
Han Moyu's face was not good over there, and she grabbed my hand, perhaps thinking that I was a little bit arrogant, and like to hook up with a little guard that day, he had to hook up with a man.
But Yan Ling was amused: "Fujin really understands it, and he has his kindness. How can he come to visit the prince, and he also gave the principle of ritual walking."
"No, no." I didn't give him a chance to object. Han Moyu is the boss here, so naturally it is not my turn to be the master, but I still take the initiative to sit in his arms: "Husband, Master Yan came all the way to visit. , Should you treat Master Yan well."
Han Moyu didn't respond. He didn't seem to understand what I was playing, but he still reached out and hugged me in cooperation.
I want him to be like this, and then raise my head to greet Cuiyan.
"Cuiyan, go and wash some pears for Master Yan, the one you gave me yesterday."
Cui Yan also saw Han Moyu not saying a word, knowing that there must be a fire, but still obediently washed the pears and placed them in front of Yan Ling.
"Master Yan, take it easy."
"Oh...Thank you." Yan Ling picked up the pear without being polite, took a bite, and then immediately spit it out: "Hiss—so sour!"
"Is it sour?" I glanced at his tooth, and there was indeed signs of bleeding: "Sorry, I can eat sour, but it feels very sweet, it poisons the adult, so quickly get out."
Cui Yan obediently withdrew, Yan Ling still couldn't open his eyes sourly.
He and I have been married for many years, and we have learned about bones, including not eating sour food at all, and bleeding. Before I thought it was just a similar look, but I didn't expect that he really came!
I remembered that the ecstasy said to me that he would give me a big surprise later and let me have a lot of fun. Is that what he was talking about
When did he come? The last time I heard about Yan Ling in the brothel turned out to be him... The prospective son-in-law of Shang Shufu? A romantic figure who rides a chicken with the old man
The background is not too small... Maybe Cui Yan doesn't know, I have to ask Han Moyu, Shang Shu Mansion or Ning Shuo Wang Mansion, what is his situation
Ha ha! It really is Yan Ling! The man who made me have a nightmare after seeing a tiger in my whole life! That guy pushed me on someone else's bed because he didn't want to go out! Threatening my scumbag with my photo!
The raging anger surged up at some unknown time, but my expression was well controlled, and I still had some conversations with him, acting as if nothing had happened.
Yan Ling left, and I chased Han Moyu from behind to ask about this person, chased all the way to the study, had another lunch, and followed.
Until a long time later, Han Moyu was so annoyed by me that he stopped and looked down at me, raising his brows in disdain.
"How? Like him?"
"What do you think?" I followed him with a smile: "If you make it clear, I will tell you."
He reached out and raised my chin: "No one in the backyard?"
"Hey." I smiled extremely relaxedly, but sloppyly said: "Can you do it all?"
"No." He shook his finger, nodded on my forehead, and poke hard: "I told you last night that you can't want anyone except me."
"Oh... you fellow."
"I have something else, you can go play it yourself." Han Moyu seemed to have no intention of paying attention to me. Just about to turn around and go, he exhorted: "You know who you shouldn't go to."
"Hey..." I stretched out my hand to chase, but he grabbed my hand.
"The husband's call just now sounded good." He curled his lips, then lowered his head and bit my ear: "But if you play tricks under this banner, don't blame me for punishing you."
I was stunned. He seemed to know that Yan Ling and I were not that simple... Hey, this thief's thing!
"You wait for me!"
After chasing, he didn't catch up. He went back to the study. The two little guards who had been touched by me were very loyal and stopped me from entering. I turned around helplessly and went back to the house.
Don't let me go to Qiuli, I just want to... Otherwise, what are you doing
But when I changed my mind, I changed my mind-no, now is not the time to make him angry, I have to rely on his position to toss Yan Ling!
Having been in this world for so many years, I have been aiming to survive, and to be honest, it is a walking dead doing whatever I want.
But now it’s different. I saw that Yan Ling was here today, and I knew that my purpose was to take revenge!
But... Revenge, easy to say... If he is a refugee, I will definitely let Han Moyu take him off! Even if it is a switch of my own!
But he is not.
The words such as Shangshu, staff, and prince are all too strange to me, and I don't know what the situation is.
So after I returned to my house, I found Cuiyan to supplement my knowledge about the official dynasty.
Han Moyu was the thirteen prince of the dynasty. He was a man of military merit. At the age of seventeen, he led the army and returned home triumphantly, breaking the enemy's 500,000 soldiers. His status was the highest of all princes.
It's just that since he won the victory and returned to the court, he heard the news of his mother and concubine's death. Since then, he has been depressed, and has been idle and addicted to female sex. Therefore, although there is no shortage of gold and silver, there is nothing to say, but instead Another one named Yu Wang even got the Sacred Heart.
The meaning of staff is simpler. They are staff officers, consultants, or, to put it bluntly, the person who advises the prince.
He used to be a clerk who was good at flattering, but now it seems that he is acting in his true colors and effortlessly!
As for Shangshu, chief officials such as the Procuratorate, because they hold powers, they are no better than Wang Ye. But fortunately, Yan Ling is only his prospective son-in-law and not a real son-in-law, which is a big difference in status.
After hearing this, I decided that I would not leave.
From now on, please try to please Han Moyu until he kills Yan Ling for me!
Still have to cut him off! Just like when he beat me to a miscarriage!
I want him to live! Endless death!
When Han Moyu came to me that night, I greeted me for the first time in an unprecedented way, and flowers and butterflies flew past.
"Husband, you are back..."
Seeing my face like this, Han Moyu smiled and made an expression of cooperation. After embracing me and entering the house, Han Moyu returned to that cold face.
"What do you want to do, just say it."
"I don't want to do anything." I smiled and went to serve the cake, and then sat on him again: "You eat."
"I won't eat it." He took the cake away and rubbed it on my cheek pretending to be affectionate: "I'm afraid you will poison me."
"Yeah... You are quite courageous, how could I poison my husband?"
"I don't see how I look like your husband." After pushing away the pastry plate, Han Moyu put his arms around my waist: "I heard Cui Yan say that you didn't go out all afternoon."
"Yes!" My flattering expression was no different from the two dogs in the yard, and I nodded vigorously: "I have always been very obedient!"
"But what do you want to do after inquiring a lot of things about the government?"
"This..." My face became stiff, and I scolded again in my heart: This Cuiyan, what else would you say to Han Moyu! Really disloyal!
"Women are not involved in politics, don't be bold enough to kill them." He looked at the two dogs in the yard: "You can say whatever you want to play, medicinal animals are fine, don't think about other impossible things."
"I don't have any." He pouted a little bit unreasonably.
"Then you tell the truth." He looked at me seriously: "After you saw that man today, your whole person has changed. What do you want to do?"
"I don't want to do anything." I turned my face sideways, but his chin was abruptly clamped.
"If you are smart, you know you shouldn't hide it from me... I have a hundred ways to tell the truth."
I was dumbfounded for a long time without answering. At this moment, Han Moyu’s eyes were black and scary, as if if I didn’t tell him, I would be pulled out and killed in minutes...
My head started to spin... If I told him that I was defiled by that person so I had hatred with him, and wanted to destroy him? Ok
This is the most pertinent reason, but I am afraid that as soon as I say this, there will be other troubles.
Besides, I have to rely on his husband’s identity to help me. He had thought that Qiuli and I had been a Lu Shui husband before. If he said that again, it would be possible to be divorced from his wife.
I can't take a risk.
I allowed myself to lower my head to consider, but listened to Han Moyu's sudden opening.
"Come here, send Fujin to the snake cellar to cool off!"
"Huh?" I was stunned for a moment: "Huh?!"