The cold young master's exquisite wife

Yan Wei'er attended Feng Chuyang's combat meeting as usual, still wearing a veil and still not saying a word, but everyone no longer intentionally made things difficult for her.

Feng Chuyang let her be on the list, of course, he didn't really expect her to give advice, but just enjoyed the feeling of that moment, she listened quietly, sorting out everyone's speeches like a master.

Occasionally, when he asked her in front of everyone, she would present a certain plan with a crisp voice, but this plan was always formed by adding a certain idea of ​​this to that of that.

Everyone's heart is like a spring breeze.

The tactic sounds like a good tactic, but the battle back to Shaanxi was defeated, and the defeat was ugly.

After a closer look, there is actually no problem with the tactics. The problem is that Ji Lian's soldiers lost several important towns in a row, the casualties were not serious, and most of the people were evacuated quickly.

Ji Lian's troops stationed in Huishan grew rapidly, some were withdrawn from other towns, and some civilians joined the army on the spot. In this way, Feng Chuyang's troops would not have much advantage in numbers.

What's more, Ji Lian's soldiers lost several territories, and they were already full of anger, vowing to show Feng Chuyang a disgrace.However, Feng Chuyang's soldiers and horses fought long distances, far away from their homeland, and fought several times in a row, and they were already exhausted.

As soon as the two sides played against each other, the defeat was immediately apparent.This has nothing to do with tactics at all.

And in the past few days, a poem has appeared out of nowhere. It is probably an adaptation of the libretto that is popular in Kyoto:

Not at home but in a foreign land, dying in battle.The generals buried many bones when they went to war, and their wives and children in their hometown cried.

The emotions of the soldiers were infected, and the atmosphere of sadness and homesickness spread rapidly.It was like a plague, which caught Feng Chuyang by surprise.

That night, Feng Chuyang didn't say a word, his face was gloomy, and he sat alone under the big tree, silent for a long time.

When he returned to his room late at night, he was drinking and teasing the woman.Xu is a certain person with a clear mind. Seeing that he is depressed, he finds a woman to accompany him.

That night, there were bursts of yelling and yelling in his room. It seemed that there was more than one woman.

He also smiled heartily, sweeping away the gloom.

Yan Wei'er and Jasmine passed by his small courtyard, they didn't go in to disturb him, they just looked at each other and smiled, not paying attention.

In the early morning of the next day, Yan Wei'er and Jasmine had just returned from a stroll along the banks of the Moon River. As soon as they stepped into the courtyard, they saw several uninvited guests waiting in the courtyard.However, it doesn't look like waiting, it seems that the walk happened to be here.

One man, two women.Of course the man is Feng Chuyang, and the woman... so coincidentally, both of these women are recognized by Yan Weier.

Although Yan Wei'er was surprised and puzzled in her heart, on the surface, her expression was calm and elegant, as if she didn't know anyone, she just ignored them and wanted to go back to the room.

"Hey, Sister Wei'er, it's only been so long, why do you have eyes growing on the top of your head and you don't recognize people?" The one who spoke was a woman in a green dress, with charming eyes and domineering.

"I don't know you." Yan Wei'er was calm and indifferent, with an elegant demeanor, in stark contrast to that woman, and Feng Chuyang's eyes dimmed quietly.

In fact, upon closer inspection, the woman's face shape is quite similar to Yan Weier's. As long as she doesn't speak, it seems that a man who likes a charming woman can taste it for a long time.

But as soon as she opened her mouth, she immediately fell into a disadvantage, making people lose all interest, and the difference from Yan Weier's temperament of mountains and rivers was more than a few thousand feet.

So when the woman saw that Feng Chuyang lost her mind and stared at Yan Wei'er, she somehow found the courage to step forward and slap Yan Wei'er in the face.

It was a habit formed since childhood. When I saw her, I hit her whenever I wanted, scolded whenever I wanted, kicked whenever I wanted, and teased whenever I wanted.

She is a prostitute, she is a concubine.She is Miss Qianjin, and she is a lowly servant girl.

But since then, fate has undergone a major reversal.She was an eldest lady with enough clothes, hands, food, and mouth to be locked up in the pasture to feed the horses, while the other concubine from a humble background married an enemy and became the head of the house, and she was also the head of Ji Lian's family.

Such an honor is like a woman from an ordinary family flying into the palace and becoming a queen.

Her eyes were bleeding from jealousy.

She slapped the bitch hard, just like she did when she was a child.

However, almost at the same time, this concubine who had been afraid of being beaten since she was a child, also slapped her hard on the face.

For a moment, the air in the entire yard froze.

The two women confronted each other, one was so angry that his hair was almost burned off, he couldn't believe that the other would dare to fight back; the other, as if he had just finished a trivial thing, lightly dusted the dust off his white shirt.

However, Jasmine blushed in anger, Anu's eyes began to flash green, and there was a cooing sound from his throat.

As for Feng Chuyang, he looked at all this playfully, with deep eyes, neither being unreasonable nor helping his relatives, as if he wanted to see some amusing charm from it.

The other woman obviously lost her composure, and rushed to Yan Weier's side with a scream.She raised her hand, ready to follow the example of the previous woman and slap her face to vent her anger.As soon as he made a move, he was grabbed by Jasmine, and at the same time, Yan Wei'er slapped her across the face.

Play loud and bright, crisp and sweet.

Yan Wei'er chuckled: "Oh, so it's this voice, it's really nice."

What's more frightening is that Anu got angry!

It jumped forward and knocked the two girls a foot away. Fortunately, it only hit with its head and body. If it used its teeth to bite, I don't know what kind of miserable scene it will be.

Yan Wei'er made a casual move, and Anu immediately stood beside her in a majestic manner, showing off all her pomp.

Yan Wuchen rushed over from outside the courtyard, and lightly reprimanded the two women who fell to the ground and staggered: "Wuyue, Wuyou, what are you doing?" If you don't come out to clean up the mess, when will you wait.

Those two women are indeed Yan Wei'er's two sisters, one is Yan Wuyue and the other is Yan Wuyou.They are Yan Wuchen's direct sisters.

A few days ago, Yan Wuchen ran into Yan Wuyue by chance, and knew that they lived in the outskirts of Huishan, and it was Ji Lian's house.

At that time, he happened to catch a glimpse, and found that Yan Wuyue looked somewhat similar to Yan Wei'er. Once his mind became hot, he went through all these sisters in his heart, and then chose Yan Wuyue and Yan Wuyou who were the most similar. Serve the third prince.

I thought it would take some effort, but unexpectedly, just as Yan Wuchen told Feng Chuyang about these two people, Feng Chuyang immediately said: "Bring them to my room at night."

But this early in the morning, which song did the third prince sing?He even brought the two women who had been serving him all night to Yan Wei'er.

Yan Wuyue and Yan Wuyou have been pampered since they were young, when did they put Yan Wei'er in their eyes?So it's a good show to slap in the face.

Unexpectedly, Yan Wei'er, who never fought back, had a firm gaze and a steady hand.But what is shocking is not this, but her implicitly powerful aura.

Under the leadership of Yan Wuchen, the two disheveled women left the yard disheartened.Feng Chuyang also left, and he didn't say a word from the beginning to the end.

But that night, there was only wine in Feng Chuyang's room, and no women.And solitude, endless solitude.

He took the jug and staggered out the door.The guards went to help him, but he scolded them all away.

He walked towards Yan Wei'er's room step by step with difficulty, breathing alcohol, and shouted: "Miss Wei! Miss Wei! Come out! Come out! I have something to tell you."

He was lying halfway beside the big tree in the courtyard, and kept shouting: "Come out, if you don't come out, I will be bloodbathed..." He couldn't continue, and changed his tone again, endlessly sad: "Why... did you do this to me? ? I treat you...so good...why do you do this to me?"

Yan Wei'er opened the door, and slowly walked towards Feng Chuyang who was sitting on the ground.The moonlight shone lightly on her body, and she wore a moon-white light gown, and her whole body was full of moonlight, exuding a lazy demeanor.

"You're drunk." It was still the same remark.

Feng Chuyang laughed wildly: "It's good to be drunk, it's good to be drunk." He stretched out his hand, trying to hold Yan Wei'er's hand, but she was so far away from him that he couldn't even touch her.

"Jasmine, go find the guards and take him back to his room." Yan Wei'er ordered, looking at Feng Chuyang through the moonlight, his eyes were filled with pain, "Feng Chuyang, you lost a battle , you can’t afford to lose? As for drinking like this? Victory or defeat is a strategist..."

Before he finished speaking, Feng Chuyang interrupted him by murmuring to himself: "Not in my hometown, but in a foreign land... exhausted lovesickness... the window is full of worries... thinking carefully... ha ha ha... I laugh Yuehe... Ran crazy... Hahaha, good poems, good words, good lovesickness..."

After he finished reading, he put the jug to his mouth again, and took several sips of gulp.The wine drank too quickly and flowed from the corner of his mouth.His lips were so pale that there was no trace of blood, but they drew a lonely and arrogant arc.

The guards came and supported Feng Chuyang from left to right, and half-supported and half-dragged him out of the door.The moment he went out, Feng Chuyang turned his head and smiled at Yan Wei'er, as if he had said something, but it seemed he hadn't said anything.

Yan Wei'er stood under the tree, looking up at Yingying Yuehua, the full moon hung in the dark blue starry sky, bright and clean.

"Go back to your room, ma'am." Jasmine came over to help her.

"Jasmine, look, the moon is so round." Yan Wei'er's face was full of childlike brilliance: "When the next full moon comes, we can go home and reunite."

Jasmine hesitated to speak, she was tired of asking for a long time, but she still couldn't ask.

"Tell me," Yan Wei'er smiled, "Want to ask Feng Chuyang?"

Jasmine blushed: "If there is no young master, would you like Feng Chuyang?" Such words are really disrespectful, but they seem harmless, they are just gossip of two boring girls.

Yan Wei'er actually thought about it very seriously, and then said in a very firm tone: "I'm not from the same way, so I can't talk about whether I like it or not. However, he himself may be somewhat different from the person we usually know. Or, at the beginning of human beings, nature is good, and at a certain moment, he returns to his true nature.”

He planned to arrest her, which was a big crime, but he was ridiculed and manipulated by her for such a long time.

Yan Wei'er thought of his last look and smile before leaving the door, and inadvertently felt uneasy in her heart.