The demon concubine is about to flee: Your Majesty, it is difficult to serve

Chapter 672 Miss, she. She vomited again.

Laifu is here.

It proves that his father and grandpa are here.

Other families regard their sons like eyeballs, they are overjoyed to have a son, and they can't find the north when they are happy, but as for the Hou Mansion, his grandfather gave birth to four sons and one daughter.

then.

Those four sons gave birth to basically all sons.

and so.

When girls were scarce, his little aunt became a favorite, and the entire Xuanpinghou Mansion loved her little aunt.

Not to mention, his father doted on his little aunt, treating his own son like a dog's tail.

Fu Yan put on his clothes helplessly and got out of bed, went to the outer room, whispered a few words to his servant, the servant nodded, understood, walked to the door, and said to the outsider, " What's the matter with my son!
My son has already rested! "

Laifu raised his voice and shouted for a long time, his throat was almost smoking, but he really didn't want to do this kind of arson, it's really wicked, isn't it.

"I'm from Xuanpinghou's Mansion. I'm the Marquis. Let the little one come and ask the young master to go back and treat the young lady's body!"

Miss.

Is it my aunt?
Fu Yan immediately sent someone to remove the door lock, opened the door, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of solemnity, and said, "What's wrong with little aunt?"

"Miss she threw up again."

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Glancing at the familiar but unfamiliar vermilion gate, Fu Yan felt emotional, his legs felt a little cold for no reason.

Before, when he was kicked out by his grandfather and father, he was strictly prohibited from returning to the Hou's Mansion. If he stepped into the gate of the Hou's Mansion, his legs would be broken.

He sometimes secretly hides in the corner and peeps.

Looking at his father who is no longer young.

Already old grandfather.

They didn't seem to be having a happy time. Maybe it was the little aunt's incident that affected them. He was an unworthy person. How could grandpa and father think of him? After all, there are so many men in Xuanpinghou's mansion.

"Young Master, Master Hou is calling urgently—you should hurry up!"

Taking a deep breath, Fu Yan took the first step, still a little nervous. After three steps, he was already familiar with it. He walked very quickly because he knew every place in the mansion. He has grown up here since he grew up.

Fu Qingran's stomach hurts.

Unlike the previous pain, this pain came in bursts. She bit her lip tightly, using so much strength that even her lips were covered with blood.

She couldn't help crying out in pain.

Fu Yan came in.

When Xuan Ping Hou saw his eldest grandson, he kicked him violently. As a result, he was getting old again, and he accidentally slipped to the waist. Fu Yan glanced at him, "Master Hou really doesn't recognize old age at all. It’s almost sixty, and you still think you’re a young man?”

"Shut up! Hurry up and get your aunt to heal!"

"Before, didn't Master Hou say that all I learned was bullshit? Why, one day, I will also need to use it?"

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you right now! Ouch." Xuan Pinghou's face turned purple from the pain in his back, he supported his waist, and said, "Hurry up and get out!"

Xuan Pinghou was resting in the outhouse.

On the other hand, Fu Yan went into the inner room. It was strange to say that Fu Yan only took half a cup of tea to go in. Fu Qingran didn't let out any more heart-piercing cries of pain. Fu Yan came out soon. Looking at the food on the table with a half-smile, he said, "Master Hou.

The little aunt's birth was extremely grueling, and this thing couldn't satisfy the little guy. "

and so.

What he meant was that there was something wrong with what he was eating?
　good night, see you tomorrow.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)