The torture beast cried happily and said, "You two should not shout me out of Yi Zhijun's body anymore. Yi Zhijun will wake up later. You should let the woman outside come in and abuse Yi Zhijun. Don't disturb me from eating love sorrow. I'm so hungry..."

Su Caicai's mouth twitched slightly.

This beast cried and laughed. Is it really okay to be so singular?

With a creaking sound, Su Caicai pushed open the door.

In addition to Fu Ningyuan and Ci Xue, there was also a young woman with a big belly standing outside the door.

The dark eyebrows are like smoke, the simple elephant is freshly washed, and it is so weak that it is so weak.

Although it is not as peerless as Yi Zhijun's charm, it can be regarded as a jasper in the small family.

Fu Ningyuan frowned and whispered to the pregnant woman: "You just moved the fetal a few days ago, so don't run around and hurt the child again?" He said that, but he gently supported the pregnant woman Yan Nu's waist.

Yan Nu's eyes turned red and she wiped her tears and said, "Husband, the lady didn't mean to push Yan Nu that day. Maybe Yan Nu was pregnant, which reminded the lady of sad things, so... Miss Hao'er, I feel sorry for such a smart child, why did she become a fool after typhoid fever?"

Fu Ningyuan's eyes suddenly sank.

He pursed the corners of his lips and was silent for a while.

Fu Ningyuan let go of the hand holding Yan Nu's waist, stood tall and stood aside coldly and said in a cold voice: "Yan Nu, you are no longer Yi Zhijun's personal maid. Now you are pregnant with my child. You are not allowed to call Yi Zhijun a lady in the future, so as not to make people laugh."

Yan Nu was caught by the coldness in his eyes and hurriedly said, "Yes, Yes, Yes, Yan Nu doesn't understand the rules." He looked up at Fu Ningyuan, and saw that his face was normal, he continued carefully, "Is sister's body better?"

Fu Ningyuan said calmly: "No problem, there is nothing wrong with you here. You go back to your room first, and I will go see you later."

Yan Nu didn't know where he made him angry, but he knew how to please men. When a man showed such an impatient look, even if you could keep his people, he could not keep his heart. At this time, you must know how to show weakness and know how to advance and retreat.

Yan Nu looked at the half-open door, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of her lips.

And the sweet young lady in the room never knows how to show weakness or to please men.

Yan Nu turned around and showed a weak smile, black hair, flower hair, jade, and I felt pity.

"Husband, say hello to Yan Nu to his sister, then Yan Nu will go back first."

Fu Ningyuan waved his hand coldly, not exactly like the kind of enthusiastic hugging his waist just now.

Seeing Gong Jiu and Su Caicai come out of the room, Fu Ningyuan stepped forward like every husband who cares about his beautiful wife, and asked anxiously: "Sir Xiangong, how is my wife's condition? Is there any improvement in her condition?"

Yan Nu gave a slight salute to the two of them, and then he left gracefully surrounded by the servants.

Gong Jiu said, "I'm afraid it's time to wake up now." He looked at Fu Ningyuan and smiled enchantingly, "She should be happier when she sees you at first, as this will be very helpful to her condition."

Su Caicai: "..."

Master, you should be saying that the abuser beast would be happier to see Fu Ningyuan coming to abuse Yi Zhijun at first sight.

...Is this abridged word and sentence misleading Fu Ningyuan really a real man?

When Fu Ningyuan heard this, he paused.

His face was silent and his thin lips were tightly pursed.

The expression on his face changed and became even colder.

He bowed and said, "Please rest in Yinfeng Tower for a while. The young master looked at his wife and came over." He called a servant in charge to take the two of them away. He sorted out the wrinkles on his robes, and then he raised his legs and entered Yi Zhijun's room with a bright look.

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Yi Zhijun opened his eyes suddenly.

He gasped heavily, and tears flowed down his eyes uncontrollably.

She seemed to have had a long and terrible nightmare. She dreamed that her father died of illness and that her son had become a fool with typhoid fever, and her husband welcomed a brothel prostitute into the door the next day. The prostitute was just a little maid of her Yi Zhijun six years ago.

This dream is so terrible, even more terrifying than the first time I was drinking Chinese medicine to regulate my body when I was a child.

you do not say.

Before meeting Fu Ningyuan, the most terrifying thing in life of the arrogant daughter Yi Zhijun was drinking Chinese medicine every month.

At that time, she thought that the bitterest thing in the world was just that bowl of black medicine soup.

It's so naive.

Silly kids, people's hearts are a hundred times more bitter than that medicine soup.

Yi Zhijun laughed, it was even worse than crying, and hot tears slid across her cheeks.

The door was pushed open with a creaking sound.

Fu Ningyuan, who was wearing a blue Confucian robe, walked in, stood in front of the bed, and looked at her expressionlessly.

Yi Zhijun was a little dazed. She obviously hated and loved someone so much, but why did she look so strange now?

Even though he was weak, the strong hatred in his heart was very surging, and he rushed out like a giant beast that was riding out of the cage.

"Fu Ningyuan, get out of me, I don't want to see you again!" Yi Zhijun wiped his tears, pointed at the door, and stared at him hatefully. Seeing that he had no reaction, Yi Zhijun suddenly felt a raging irritability in his heart, and kept hitting the pillow and quilt on him, shouting, "Get out of me, get out of here, this is Yifu! Yifu doesn't welcome you! Get out of you!"

Fu Ningyuan stood there without saying a word, but just looked at her crazy with an expressionless face.

When Yi Zhijun's already weak body was so weak that he had no strength at all, Fu Ningyuan bent down and picked up the thin quilt, brocade pillow and soft blanket on the ground one by one. He took two steps forward and covered the thin quilt on Yi Zhijun's delicate body that was breathless.

He looked at Yi Zhijun carefully, leaned over, and fell a cold kiss on the corner of Yi Zhijun's pale lips.

He pressed against the corner of her lips and said lightly: "Zhijun, Yifu is all mine now."

The statement, without doubt, has no emotion.

Yi Zhijun's face showed an expression of extreme disgust.

He stretched out his right hand and rubbed hard the corners of his lips that he had kissed, as if there was something dirty and dirty there.

Her chest was undulating rapidly, like a dying fish stranded on the beach.

A word spit out from his pale lips: "Get out!"

Fu Ningyuan smiled and said, "Okay, let me get out, don't be angry. If you really die like this, what will you do if Hao'er is?"

Yi Zhijun's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his sharply undulating chest slowly returned to calm.

She turned her back to Fu Ningyuan and said in a stern voice: "I know very well my body. I think I will live in a few days. A Yuan, for the sake of our couple's six years of marriage, let Hao'er come and live with me... Now, he is the only one."

Fu Ningyuan's eyes darkened, and his fists hidden in his cuffs were clenched tightly.

He whispered: "Okay, let Hao'er come to accompany you tomorrow."

Yi Zhijun stopped talking and left only a thin and slender back for Fu Ningyuan.

Fu Ningyuan looked at her quietly for a long time, and after a while, he said hoarsely: "Zhijun, I'll leave first."

No one responded, Fu Ningyuan smiled softly and turned around and left.

Yi Zhijun gritted her teeth tightly, telling herself not to cry out loud.

She couldn't understand why they became like this?

It was obvious that the encounter at the peach forest feast was as beautiful as an old dream in a story book.

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Six years ago, Yi Zhijun was innocent and beautiful, and was held in his hand and spoiled to heaven by his father.

At that time, Yi Zhijun thought that the most terrifying thing in the world was the Chinese medicine soup that he had to drink every month.

Her little face wrinkled into a ball, and she lay in her father's arms and kept calling out how hard it was. Her father stuffed candied fruit into her mouth with heartache, ordered some Yi Zhijun's little Qiong nose, and said with a smile: "We Ajun are all big girls, and they still love to act coquettishly with her father. Are you not afraid of not having a husband in the future?"

Yi Zhijun arrogantly crossed his waist and said arrogantly: "If they dare not want me, I will kill them with money. My father is the richest man in the city!"

Dad laughed so hard that he couldn't stop talking: "My little A-jun, what should I do if I'm so arrogant?" Dad paused, then touched Yi Zhijun's head and said softly, "It's better to be so arrogant, so our little A-jun will not be bullied in the future."

Yi Zhijun is eighteen years old and is an old girl.

Even though my father couldn't bear to let him go, Yi Zhijun still had to get married. Fortunately, Yi's family is a big business, so finding a son-in-law is not a problem at all.

But you must also have a good daughter who is attracted to you.

The Peach Forest Feast, the Yi Mansion recruits a son-in-law, and everyone in the world heard about it.

King Zhong Yuqian fell under Yi Zhijun's pomegranate skirt and was willing to leave her wives and concubines. Lanfang was willing to favor her alone.

Everyone thought Yi Zhijun would fall in love with the handsome and handsome Zhong Wang Yuqian, and even his father agreed very much, but the little girl looked at him disdainfully: "You said Yuqian is good, he said Yuqian is good, you all said he is good, I think he is good, but I just don't like it."

It is because he is so spoiled that he can say such innocent words.

Yi Zhijun felt a little incredible six years later.

The down-and-out scholar in green clothes and Confucian robe sang a song under the peach forest to seek the phoenix.

The phoenix returns to my hometown and travels around the world to seek its phoenix.

I haven’t met you at the time and I have no one to go to this hall now!

There is a beautiful lady in the boudoir, and the room is close to me and I am poisoned.

Why do we meet the necks of mandarin ducks? Hu Jie is flying together!

When his eyes met, Yi Zhijun blushed and hid in his father's arms, pointed at the scholar under the peach tree, and said softly: "Dad, Dad, Ah Jun wants to marry him."

That year, the eldest lady of the Yi family got married.
Chapter completed!