After Fuyan heard this sentence, she didn't have the chance to speak at all. With a slight sound, her jaw suddenly felt a sharp pain, and her forehead was sweating profusely due to the pain.
The mouth that can't be closed, how can I say a word.
She was thrown to the ground by He Changdi, lying on the ground in embarrassment, unable to straighten up in pain.
He Sanlang actually took off her chin directly!
Immediately He Changdi shouted softly, "Come here, take it away!"
The study door was pushed open from the outside again, and it was none other than He Sanlang's Chang Suirai who came in.
With two guards, Lai Yue waved his hands and quickly dragged Fu Yan away.
After Fu Yan was taken away and Lai Yue closed the door, he reported to the master.
"Third young master, we found it, he is from Qingweitang."
"Who is serving?"
"The third-class maid used to do some small things in Qingyutang. Recently, because my aunt and cousin came to the house, she was assigned by Madam Liu to take care of her."
"Send someone to watch her."
Lai Yue complied, but he still didn't leave, standing beside He Changdi hesitantly.
He Changdi glanced at him lightly.
As soon as his whole body became cold, his mind suddenly became clear.
"It's the third grandma. Fuyan came over just now, and the third grandma's people already know about it."
Hearing this more and more, He Changdi suddenly felt panicked in his eyes, but he quickly hid it again.
"Understood, you go down."
After saying these words, He Sanlang strode his long legs and left the study directly. Looking at the direction he left, it seemed that he was going to the main room.
Lai Yue stood still and was a little confused.
What the hell is going on here, isn't my master still angry with the third mistress? Why is it like this, it seems that you can't wait
I can't figure it out, so I don't want to think about it at all, anyway, a single dog like him won't understand, so it's better to go back and rest as soon as possible.
When he arrived at the flower hall, He Changdi's pace slowed down, and he suddenly thought of the letter still in his hand.
He stopped, and He Sanlang raised his hand to look at the envelope in his hand. He stared at the envelope for a few seconds. He Sanlang's eyes sank, and he walked to the side of the charcoal basin in the flower hall. With a wave of his hand, the envelope The letter that was not opened by him fell on the charcoal basin. The envelope was scorched instantly, and a burst of flames burst out. A few seconds later, the letter turned into a pile of black ash.
After watching the letter turned into powder with his own eyes, He Sanlang heaved a sigh of relief, and the seriousness in his deep eyes seemed to be put down along with the disappearing letter.
He turned around and walked towards the bedroom, walking quickly with a sense of urgency.
Wen Lan, the night watchman in the ear room, heard the noise and knew it was He Changdi, so he didn't come out to disturb him.
When Chu Lian heard footsteps outside, she quickly closed her script and shrank into the bed.
In the darkness, she could clearly feel the bed beside her sinking.
Then she was carried into the familiar arms with the quilt.
Before she could open her eyes, a soft kiss landed on her face, and finally entangled her pink lips, forcing her to open those clear eyes.
There was no room for Chu Lian to resist at all, and when he let go of her, she was already panting and blushing.
He Changdi's face was uncharacteristically calm. He stared at the delicate and pink face in front of him, suppressed the eagerness in his heart, and said, "It's Fu Yan, and the little girl next to He Ying is the one who sent the news."
Chu Lian didn't show any surprise, she knew that Fu Yan was unfaithful, but that little maid was really suspicious.
"People around my aunt? But I don't think it's like my aunt did it."
He Changdi took off his shoes and went to bed, without taking off his outer clothes, he leaned directly on the head of the bed, wrapping his long arms around Chu Lian.
He suddenly snorted coldly, "He Ying? She doesn't have the city yet, she didn't do this."
Because the young couple talked about serious things, the restlessness just now gradually subsided.
Chu Lian raised her head and asked curiously, "Then who do you think is plotting against us?"
He Sanlang couldn't help stroking Chu Lian's round shoulders with his big palm.
"Sister-in-law, it's just that I'm not sure about the person behind it. A Zou family alone doesn't have such courage."
Chu Lian inadvertently thought of the people around Old Madam He, and all the faces flashed in his mind, but none of them stayed there.
Finally, she frowned.
He Changdi's thoughtful eyes didn't know when he fell back on her face again. Seeing her wrinkled face with a tangled look, he couldn't help but reach out and caress the center of her eyebrows, trying to smooth out the wrinkles between her eyebrows.
"Lian'er, are you still angry?"
Chu Lian was blown back by his sudden words, and glanced at He Changdi, "What did Fu Yan tell you?"
He Sanlang suddenly thought of the letter, his pupils shrank slightly, and in the next second he hugged the delicate body in his arms, "It's nothing, I'm just a big-hearted maid."
The more perfunctory he was, the more suspicious Chu Lian became.
She rested her hands on He Changdi's chest, slightly distanced herself from him, but her eyebrows frowned even tighter.
"He Changdi, do you take me for a fool?"
He Sanlang was slightly taken aback, but he still had no choice but to tell her, "Xiao Bojian wrote you a letter."
Chu Lian: ...
She was really beeping the dog, why didn't she know when Xiao Bojian would write to her...
Such an important piece of evidence has always been in Fu Yan's hands, plus Fu Yan's thoughts on her sly husband, no wonder she is about to jump at this time.
Chu Lian really couldn't laugh or cry, she stretched out a small white hand towards He Changdi.
"Huh?" He Changdi pretended not to understand what his daughter-in-law meant.
"The letter, I want to see, but I want to see with my own eyes what this Xiao Bojian is doing!" Chu Lian was really going to explode.
What is the situation, why does she feel that she is lying on the gun for no reason.
But her hands were sore, but He Changdi didn't move.
"I want to read the letter!"
Chu Lian reminded again.
He Changdi coughed twice in embarrassment.
The deep eyes suddenly dodged a little at this moment.
Chu Lian opened his mouth wide in astonishment, not daring to say anything: "Don't tell me, you ruined the letter?"
He Sanlang turned his head unnaturally, pursed his lips and did not speak.
As soon as Chu Lian saw his dodging appearance, she knew that she had guessed it right.
He was so angry that he wanted to punch him a few times.
Puffing her cheeks, she stared at He Changdi with wide eyes. After a while, Chu Lian angrily turned her back to He Changdi.
At this time, He Changdi realized that he was too excited just now.
But holding the letter written by his rival in his hand, he couldn't help the anger and jealousy in his heart, okay
He Changdi knew he was in the wrong, and as soon as he stretched out his long arms, he was about to pull Chu Lian over to face him.
Where Chu Lian was willing to let him succeed, he just refused to talk to him.
He Sanlang knew that his daughter-in-law was angry at this time, but he didn't dare to force it, so he reached out and patted her on the back, as if he was trying to comfort a cat with fur.
Chu Lian didn't want to just freeze with him like this, and said, "You go wash up first."
He Changdi stared at his wife's profile for a long time before getting up and going to clean the room.
Chu Lian was in a better mood when he didn't hear him call the maid on duty outside.
She lay on her side in the soft quilt, thinking about what He Changdi said to her just now, she was very curious, what was written in the letter from Xiao Bojian in Fu Yan's hand, and when did Fu Yan get this letter? It's a pity that now the letter was burned by He Changdi, and he couldn't read it even if he wanted to.
I don't know if it was because He Changdi stayed up too late, or because she was tired today, and fell asleep just thinking about it...
When He Sanlang came out of the clean room, he saw his daughter-in-law sleeping soundly.
He didn't go to bed immediately, but sat by the bed for a long time in thin pajamas, his deep eyes kept falling on Chu Lian's tender face, as if he wanted to engrave her appearance in his heart so that he would never forget it for the rest of his life .
By the time he lay down and embraced the petite woman beside him, it was already late at night, and the east had turned slightly pale.
In the early morning of the next day, when the young husband and wife had the morning meal, the atmosphere between the two had become much more peaceful.
For this reason, Nanny Gui specially asked Wen Lan, who was on vigil last night, in private.
Chu Lian and He Changdi finished the morning food together, and when the maids took away the food and Chu Lian was drinking a cup of honey water, He Changdi asked her.
"How do you plan to deal with Fuyan?"
Now that the person who should dance has jumped out, there is no need for the husband and wife to act, and the relationship is naturally much closer.
But yesterday's anger in the carriage still hasn't completely dissipated, and there is still a sense of lack of feeling between the young couple.
Chu Lian knew her shortcomings. After all, she was not a native of the Great Wu Dynasty, and sometimes she was easy to soften her heart.
"You can deal with it."
He Changdi looked up at her, "Aren't you afraid that I will be cruel? Anyway, she is also your dowry maid."
Chu Lian shook his head, "Since the person is handed over to you, it is up to you to dispose of it. Give it to me, but it will leave future troubles."
He Sanlang didn't insist anymore, "Okay, since you leave it to me, don't ask."
Chu Lian and He Changdi were still talking about something else, when a little maid came in to report that it was Mrs. He who invited the couple to come over.
"How do you plan to deal with Fuyan?"
Now that the person who should dance has jumped out, there is no need for the husband and wife to act, and the relationship is naturally much closer.
But yesterday's anger in the carriage still hasn't completely dissipated, and there is still a sense of lack of feeling between the young couple.
Chu Lian knew her shortcomings. After all, she was not a native of the Great Wu Dynasty, and sometimes she was easy to soften her heart.
"You can deal with it."
He Changdi looked up at her, "Aren't you afraid that I will be cruel? Anyway, she is also your dowry maid."
Chu Lian shook his head, "Since the person is handed over to you, it is up to you to dispose of it. Give it to me, but it will leave future troubles."
He Sanlang didn't insist anymore, "Okay, since you leave it to me, don't ask."
Chu Lian and He Changdi were still talking about something else, when a little maid came in to report that it was Mrs. He who invited the couple to come over.
"How do you plan to deal with Fuyan?"
Now that the person who should dance has jumped out, there is no need for the husband and wife to act, and the relationship is naturally much closer.