The rebirth of the poisonous girl is back

Chapter 92
At Jing Se's request, Fan Yue went to see Bo Qinghuan at the Mansion of the Commander-in-Chief of the Five Armies the next day.

It was rare to meet Bo Qinghuan at the mansion.

From the gate all the way to the inside, Fan Yue waited for about a stick of incense before the person who notified came back and let him in.

As soon as the folding fan was put away, Fan Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at the boy who notified him, "Today, you are going to take a rest, and the governor of your family is actually so busy?"

The servant blushed and said, "The governor is eating with the girl in the building."

Fan Yue immediately understood that the fact that Hua Nongying's famous Miss Lou was bought into the mansion by Bo Qinghuan for two years had spread all over Jinling. Go to the back of your head.

At this time, when he heard the reminder from the servant, he curled his lips and smiled, "In ancient times, there were kings who dared to tease the princes with the flames of war when they smiled for Bomei, and now there is a great governor who spends all his family wealth to infamy the name of a confidante, your great governor is really... extremely vulgar .”

The boy's face froze, he dared to say that, the Second Vatican is still No.1.

While the servant was stunned, Fan Yue had already walked in, rubbing his shoulders, the twelve-section jade bone fracture fan dangling in his hand, and after a while, a sentence came softly, "Beauties are like flowers separated by clouds, An Neng's copper smell locks Chunhua? "

This is to say that beauties are like flowers, and Bo Qinghuan traps beauties with money, and even Fairy Langyuan is made to smell of copper all over by him.

The boy caught up and asked, "Second Lord, what do you think is not vulgar?"

Fan Yue turned around and smiled mysteriously, "Sleeping clothes."

The boy's face darkened, and he let out a "Bah", it's even more vulgar!

When they came to the hall, Bo Qinghuan was indeed inside, he sat at the top, and Miss Lou sat at the bottom.

Fan Yue glanced left and right, and found that there was no food in front of Bao Qinghuan, only a silver jug ​​filled with wine. Miss Lou ate with relish, but her food was a little fresh: plum petals dipped in snow.

It was the first time that Fan Yue, who grew up so big and was used to rich food and clothing, saw someone eating like this. Even watching it, he could feel that it was frozen all the way from his throat to his stomach cavity.

Raising his eyebrows, Fan Yue sat down beside him and looked at Bao Qinghuan with a smile, "Could it be that this is the legendary fairy who can't eat the fireworks of the world?"

After Fan Yue finished speaking, Miss Lou giggled, "Second Master is really humorous."

Fan Yue was puzzled, "Then what is the use of eating this thing? Could it be a little love between you two?"

Miss Lou could hear the metaphorical teasing meaning in Fan Yue's words, she didn't blush, and said directly: "My family is a vulgar person who is greedy for money, and he can't get half a corner with a fairy who doesn't touch the world. Son."

Speaking of this, Miss Lou glanced at Bao Qinghuan, her charming eyes were full of charm, and the next moment, she looked away and looked at Fan Yue with a smile, "It's just, The governor has lost all his wealth and is now a pauper, unable to support his slave family, and the slave family is a stingy man, he refuses to spend his own money to buy food, so he has no choice but to make do with it."

After hearing this, Fan Yue coughed twice, "Then you are really good at getting by."

Miss Lou smiled and blinked, "The slave family is especially able to endure hardship."

The corner of Fan Yue's mouth twitched, "You are almost catching up with the richest man in Jinling now, and you even pick up money for a meal?"

"It must be picked." Miss Lou nodded solemnly, "I have to keep those banknotes for the bottom of the coffin."

Fan Yue heheed twice, "Then your coffin is really troubled, not only must it contain you, but also so many banknotes."

"That's okay." Miss Lou smiled and said, "My family will put two more gold rims on the coffin, and I will be happy to take care of it."

Fan Yue gave her a thumbs up, "Rich people are really willful."

Bo Qinghuan, who had been silent all this time, raised her head and looked at Fanyue, "The second master of Fanyue came all the way to this mansion to tease the beauty, it seems unreasonable not to give money?"

Fan Yue didn't expect Bao Qinghuan to say such words, he stared and choked.

"What did you say?" He still couldn't believe it.

Would a bloodthirsty monster like Bo Qinghuan talk about money with him?
Without further ado, Bo Qinghuan stretched out her hand, "Since you came in, you have said a total of six sentences to seduce the beauties. According to the price, one sentence is 1000 taels of silver. No matter what your purpose of coming is, you should settle the account first. "

Fan Yue jumped violently, "Bo Qinghuan, you are crazy poor!"

One sentence is 1000 taels of silver, why doesn't he go out and grab it? !
Bo Qinghuan's posture remained unchanged, her expression remained unchanged, and her brows were raised, "I've always been vulgar, without money, how can I raise a beauty?"

Hearing what he said, Fan Yue knew that when he first entered the mansion, he said that Bo Qinghuan's vulgar words of trapping beauties with money had already been quickly reported to him verbatim.

Thinking that he would still beg for this man and woman later, Fan Yue was defeated. He touched his wallet, he was in a hurry to go out today, and he didn't bring much money, so he discussed: "Can I ... a discount?"

Bo Qinghuan smiled, and Danfeng's eyes were shining brightly, "Naturally, after all, we are all acquaintances. I still have to give the face of a copper coin with a word."

The muscles on Fan Yue's face twitched, and he squinted at Bao Qinghuan, "One sentence costs a copper coin, you can say such shameless words?"

Bo Qinghuan laughed lowly, "I remember Fan Chen once said a word: the face is something outside of the body, you don't want it, you want it once you think of it, and you don't want it if you don't remember it. This seat thinks this is very appropriate. You don’t have to, but money is a good thing, you have to have it. So... Vatican Second Lord, give me the money?”

After finishing speaking, Bo Qinghuan stretched out her hand again.

Fan Yue gritted his teeth angrily, "I've never seen such a brazen person like you!"

Bo Qinghuan pursed her lips, "Then you are very lucky today."

Fan Yue's teeth were itching with hatred, and it was hard to resist the urge to beat him up.

Bo Qinghuan is simply too shameless!Shameless, he is exactly the same as the boss!Really mad at him!

With a slanted eye, Fan Yue looked at Miss Lou, suddenly his mind moved, and he snorted and said: "The beauty is born so beautiful, following a shameless person like Bo Qinghuan, you are not worried about being infected?"

Miss Lou didn't care at all, she still had a happy smile on her face, "It's okay, I like to use the shamelessness of the governor to highlight my innocence and ignorance of world affairs."

Fan Yue's face darkened, and he glared at her, "Girl, you are poisoned!"

Bo Qinghuan interrupted suddenly, "I said one more thing, add nine hundred and ninety-nine taels."

Fan Yue clenched his fists, his face dark and sullen.

Bo Qinghuan raised her lips and smiled, "You're welcome, we are all acquaintances, this time I'll let you have a couple."

Fan Yue took a deep breath and sat down slowly, "Bo Qinghuan, did I have a grudge against you in my previous life? Did I rob your wife or kill your whole family? How about killing me as soon as we meet?" ?”

"Whether there is hatred or not, you can think for yourself." Bo Qinghuan poured himself a drink, and did not order anyone to greet Fan Yue.

Fan Yue frowned, "You beauty, I just talked to her a few words, without even touching a finger, why do you ask me for money?"

Bao Qinghuan's slender index finger gently stroked her thin lips that were stained with refreshing wine, "Just because you haven't touched her, doesn't mean you haven't touched anyone else. When will you think about this account clearly, and when will you come to see me again?" .”

After finishing speaking, Bo Qinghuan flicked her wide sleeves, "Yanfeng, see off the guests!"

After Bo Qinghuan's words fell, Yanfeng's figure flashed outside the door, and said respectfully: "Master Vatican, please!"

Fan Yue snorted coldly, stood up and left.

He is a smart man, so he naturally knew that the reason why Bo Qinghuan did this was not because of his money, but because Bo Qinghuan didn't want to see him.

Regarding this point, Fan Yue was really puzzled. When he met Bo Qinghuan before, there was no estrangement between the two of them. He could even say that they had a good relationship. He never thought that after a few years, this guy would become a Jinyiwei. The commander changed his temperament after that, he didn't show any affection when they met for the first time, and even got kicked out of him, it was unbearable!

Fan Yue thought and thought, but he still couldn't understand how he had offended Bo Qinghuan.

He didn't bother to think about it anymore, he just got into the carriage and went to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.

Fan Chen is still in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and Jing Se is seeing him.

It was exciting yesterday, but today Jing Se seemed extra careful, and didn't ask Fan Chen anything about Qinghua anymore, just had a pulse needle routinely and then had someone boil the medicine to feed him to drink.

When Fan Yue came in, Jing Se had just received the medicine bowl. Seeing that his expression was wrong, Jing Se's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked with a smile: "Second Master went to the Governor's Mansion and came back, why does it look like he was ravaged by someone? Like a meal?"

Fan Yue's face darkened immediately.

"What happened to what I asked you to do?" Jing Se asked again.

"It didn't work." Fan Yue exhaled, sat down at the Eight Immortals table and poured himself a glass of water.

Jing Se was a little surprised, "Your Master Vatican went out in person, and there is still something that can't be done?"

Fan Yue murmured, "I'm not a god, how can everything be done, besides, Bo Qinghuan is a shameless person, shameless in speaking, shameless in doing things, today I have really seen what is 'brazen' , I am willing to bow down!"

When Jing Se heard this, she became interested, and sat down opposite him, "I hear what you mean, can Chief Governor Bo be more shameless than you?"

Fan Yue nodded naturally, and then realized it later, and frowned immediately, "What do you mean being shameless compared to me, when have I ever been shameless?"

Jing Se pouted, saying that she had nothing to say.

Fan Yue thought that he didn't finish this matter, and his tone was not as frivolous as before, and he said seriously: "I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I can't pass this test of Bo Qinghuan, thinking about it, I can't help Mrs. Jin Guogong and the others I went to prison to visit the prison."

Although Jing Se only met Bo Qinghuan once, that time was enough to show how ruthless Bo Qinghuan is. Therefore, the result of Fan Yue's failure today was within Jing Se's expectation, and she did not show any disappointment. With an expression on his face, he just smiled, "The road here is blocked, and there is a road leading to heaven elsewhere. It was because I asked you for help. If it didn't work, I have no reason to blame you."

Fan Yue let out a long breath, but his brows frowned even deeper, "I hope you scold me, I'm not used to you suddenly becoming serious like this."

Jing Se glared at him, "If it weren't for your preoccupation today, do you really think I dare not scold you?"

Fan Yue's focus was obviously on the first sentence, he asked Jing Se, "Am I really worried just now?"

Jingse nodded.

Fan Yue punched the table and cursed angrily, "It's all because of that bastard, Bo Qinghuan, who made me so angry."

Fan Yue's move made Jing Se amused, she smiled and said: "It's rare to see someone who can make you so angry with Master Fan Er, it can be seen that the Tao is one foot tall and the devil is ten feet tall, I can't cure you, Someone can cure you."

Fan Yue continued to be angry, "I just can't figure it out, when, where, and what did I do to offend him?"

Jing Se chuckled, "Are you reasoning with shameless people?"

Fan Yue suddenly realized, "Sister-in-law is right. Bo Qinghuan and other shameless people, if you reason with him, would you be playing the piano with a cow? It's no wonder he targeted me for no reason. I think their shameless people don't like to reason. .”

Jing Se was funny, she stood up, she said: "I've seen the pulse and had the needle today, should you take the Brahma son back?"

Fan Yue came back to his senses and looked at Jing Se, "I'll take him back today, and I'll have to send him back early tomorrow morning, and then I'll bring him back when I'm done, and I'll have to send him back the next morning, sister-in-law, are you kidding me?"

Jing Se glanced at him, "Could it be that you want him to live here?"

"Why not." Fan Yue snorted softly, "The left and right are the orders of the empress dowager, you have to see the boss every day, but the situation is different now, you can't go out of the house to find the boss, but the boss can come to you, What a simple truth. Besides, the boss lives in the outer courtyard, sister-in-law, your residence is separated from the boss's room by at least three or four yards, right? What are you afraid of? With the boss's current mentality, can he still eat you?"

"I'm not worried about other people's gossip." Jing Se said: "I'm just worried that if you come here like this, who will take care of Haohao for me?"

"You don't need to worry about this." Fan Yue said, "There are people in the mansion who will take care of him."

Seeing Jingse staring at him with uneasy eyes, Fan Yue hurriedly explained: "Just put your mind at ease, and you will never treat him badly."

It's a rare opportunity to calm down and talk about things together. Jing Se suddenly had a whim. She got up and closed the door, then turned back and sat down, and asked in a low voice, "Can you seriously answer my question?"

"What?" Jing Se's gaze made Fan Yue's heart tremble, and he shrank back unconsciously.

"Why can you accept Haohao?" Jing Se showed an unprecedented serious expression.

After hearing this, Fan Yue put on his usual laziness and tiredness, raised his eyebrows and chuckled, and whispered in Jingse's ear, "If I tell you, this child was born by the boss, would you believe it?"

Jing Se choked for breath, completely forgot to react at that moment, stared suddenly, her eyes widened, "What did you say!"

"It's nothing, just making a joke." Fan Yue sat back, with a smile that was not a smile, and carefully observed all of Jing Se's expressions.

Of course, Jing Se would not believe that Fan Yue would be such a person who created something out of nothing. Her heart was beating fast, her mind was in a mess, and she didn't know how to react. She just bit the corner of her lips and furrowed her brows tightly, showing a feeling of incomprehension on her face. Overwhelmed.

Apart from Fan Yue, she had never thought about it before, but when he mentioned it today, she suddenly remembered Hao Hao's delicate face. It's just that Haohao is still young, so the resemblance is not so obvious.

But why?
It was clear that Su Aoyu set up a trap to kill her on the way back home, why did this child look like Fan Chen in the end?
Countless questions flooded Jingse's mind in an instant.

"Sister-in-law?" Seeing Jing Se shaking his head, Fan Yue waved his hand in front of her eyes.

Jing Se pulled back her thoughts and asked, "What's the matter?"

Fan Yue chuckled, "You don't take it seriously, do you?"

Jing Se remained silent, lowered her eyelashes slightly, and said after a long while: "Actually, you didn't explain, but I thought it was a joke. You explained so hastily, but I saw that you were trying to hide it. Tell me, what's going on?"

"What's going on?" Fan Yue spread his hands, leaned his head on the back of the chair, pretending to be asleep, "I don't know."

Jing Se was not angry either, and threatened with a smile, "It is true that I have no martial arts, but I still have a way to make you tell the truth, do you believe it?"

Fan Yue trembled all over, he couldn't sit still and fell to the ground, then hurriedly got up and looked at Jing Se vigilantly, "Sister-in-law, you'd better not mess around, the boss is still watching over there!"

Jing Se looked up and saw Fan Chen sitting on the bed, his face darkened, his eyes wide open, looking at Jing Se and Fan Yue.

This scene was really embarrassing, Jing Se coughed twice, and coaxed: "Little Jingjing, come and sit here."

Fanchen pursed his mouth and remained silent, did not get up, and was quiet.

Jing Se didn't understand Fan Chen, but Fan Yue was very transparent. He could tell at a glance that his mentally retarded elder brother was rarely jealous.

Feeling a little guilty at the bottom of his heart, Fan Yue stood up straight, ran out like oil on the soles of his feet, and disappeared without a trace.

Jing Se let out a sigh of relief, stood up and sat next to Fan Chen, trimmed his hair, and asked softly, "Little Jingjing, what's wrong with you, why is your face so ugly?"

"Turse is unreasonable." Fan Chen held back a word after a long time.

Jing Se was taken aback, "Why am I being unreasonable?"

Fanchen said aggrievedly: "You clearly promised to marry me, how could you joke with Second Master in front of me?"

Jing Se choked, and explained, "I didn't, I just..."

"Jingjing has seen it, and Jingjing is not happy." Fan Chen frowned, his face became even uglier, "You were not like this before, have you regretted it?"

Jing Se stared blankly, "What was I like before?"

"You clearly said that you would marry me when I grow up." Fan Chen suddenly turned sideways and took her hand, tightening his fingers again and again, "Did you change your mind and stop liking Jingjing?"

Jingse's hands hurt from being pinched by him, she kept smiling stiffly, and continued to coax him, "Do you think I have changed my mind?"

"Not like." Fan Chen shook his head.

Jingse breathed a sigh of relief.

"You are like a flower heart." Fan Chen added slowly.

Jingse couldn't help coughing violently.

"Look, look, you'll react as soon as Jingjing says it." His face was full of displeasure.

In her previous life, Jing Se took power at the age of 15 and was known as a "Wizard of Heaven". Trying to persuade the emperor to fight for women's rights.

This old prince is the second emperor's uncle of today's Emperor Taihe, titled King Yong. King Yong has been fighting for women's rights since the time of the first emperor, and surrounded the establishment of women's official schools. Women's official schools are typical of the "Xuehai Academy" in Jinling City.

The women's official school is the same as the male students of the Guozijian, and there is also a school examination. At the end of the year, the top one can enter the Golden Palace to meet the Holy One and get a reward.

Jing Se was the outstanding person back then, she stood out all the way through the trials and tribulations, and when she was young, she became an official and a female minister, creating a legend through the ages.

However, Xia Mu, a talented woman in heaven, has won the treacherous minister and assisted the Ming emperor, but she can't understand the affair of Fengyue.

Even if she is resurrected from a dead body, even if she is resurrected for a lifetime, she still doesn't know much about Feng Hua Xue Yue.

Therefore, seeing the jealous little fool in front of her now, she doesn't know how to get rid of the jealousy in his heart and make him happy again.

Jingse had a headache, and coaxed, "Xiao Jingjing, don't be angry, I'll go and cook something delicious for you, okay?"

"No!" He replied decisively and simply.

"Then... shall we go out to fly a kite?"

"It's winter, what kite to fly?"

"Ahem...how about we play hide and seek?"

"You obviously play hide and seek just because you want to avoid me."

Jing Se gritted her teeth, impatient, "What exactly do you want?"

"I don't want to." Fan Chen felt the anger hidden in Jing Se's last sentence, and softened his tone, "I just can't see you talking to men other than me, even the second master."

Jing Se was speechless, "It's just a few words, is it so serious?"

"If you don't believe me, feel here." Fan Chen pointed to the heart.

"What's wrong with you here?" Jing Se put her hand on it, and didn't feel anything except his heartbeat.

"Pull it out to cool it down." Fan Chen looked sluggish.

"Is there..." Jing Se frowned, and touched the surrounding area again, "It's obviously hot, it seems to be getting hotter."

It was as if countless fireworks exploded in Jingse's mind in an instant, causing her to turn red from her cheeks to her tiny earlobes.

Numerous pictures flashed quickly.

She remembered his clear and innocent eyes after he fell down the stairs and woke up, shouting "Master wants to blow".

He remembered that every time he finished something, he would stand in front of her and act like a baby, saying "Master wants to hug".

He even remembered the reunion after a long absence, when the new snow fell, he pushed away from the crowd and ran towards her, rubbing her frozen hands, and asking, "Master, are you cold? I will warm you up."

Countless images of memories continued to flash across, and finally overlapped into this perfect face like a god in front of him.

There was still his warm breath intertwined with hers in her nostrils, but when she looked at him again, there seemed to be something different.

Realizing that her heart was beating harder, Jing Se woke up suddenly, pushed Fan Chen away vigorously, without looking at him, got up and walked outside, trotting all the way back to Muyunju, ignoring the surprise of Yingluo and the others, With a bang, he closed the door heavily and locked himself in the room, breathing heavily.

*
Fu Ning Bo Mansion, Guan Ju Pavilion.

Ye Zhiwen was seriously injured when he came back from the pasture, and he has been raised for several days but he still hasn't recovered.

Jiang Feng served Tang Yao by his side, looking at the fourth master who was lying on the bed in pain, his brows and eyes were tangled.

Ye Zhiwen turned over and lay on his side so as not to touch the wound, "Jiang Feng, I'm not dead yet, so there's no need for you to cry, don't look like you're bitter and bitter, what happened to what I asked you to inquire about? Be honest Confession."

This is what Jiang Feng has been struggling with. He has already found out clearly that Miss Su San was arrested and imprisoned for killing Qin Yao, and now her life and death are uncertain.

Jiang Feng naturally knew what the imperial prison was. It was the exclusive prison of Jinyiwei. There were so many tortures in it that it was like purgatory. Nine out of ten people who entered the imperial prison came out lying down. Even the corpses were tortured so that they could not be found.

Jiang Feng knew very well that his master attached great importance to Miss Su San, so he did not dare to tell the fourth master the news, and even ordered all the servants of Guanju Pavilion not to mention this matter in front of the fourth master.

But after hiding it for so many days, if he doesn't find an explanation, Fourth Master will definitely become suspicious.

Jiang Feng hesitated for a moment, then turned a corner and said, "Fourth Master, when my subordinates just came over, I heard that the uncle and his wife were discussing to divorce the Duke of Jin!"

"What?!" Ye Zhiwen sat up suddenly, the wound was suddenly involved, the pain made him twitch a few times, his face was full of disbelief.

"Father and mother want to divorce, do you know why?" Ye Zhiwen barely sat up, his tone was anxious, and he felt uneasy.

Jiang Feng lowered his eyes, "Uncle thinks that Third Miss Su is not suitable to be Fourth Master's wife."

Ye Zhiwen stared at Jiang Feng coldly, "You have been with me for so many years, and you haven't even learned how to tell a lie. It shows that your talent is dull and rotten wood cannot be carved!"

Jiang Feng listened silently, without any rebuttal. He knew in his heart that Fourth Master just saw through that he was lying and was just angry for a while.

"Say! What's going on?" Ye Zhiwen suddenly stretched out his hand to lock Jiang Feng's throat. He was already weak, but if he hit it so hard again, the pain in the wound would intensify, and sweat would soon ooze from his temples in response to the severe pain.

Jiang Feng felt distressed.

He was not afraid that his master would strangle him to death from then on, after all, he had already figured out what kind of temperament his master had been after all these years.

"Fourth Master, you'd better lie down quickly." Jiang Feng's throat was tightly strangled, and he said with difficulty, "If you lie down obediently, your subordinates will tell you the truth."

After hearing this, Ye Zhiwen let go, found the best position and lay down on his side, fixed his eyes on Jiang Feng, and said in a slightly stern tone, "Say it!"

Jiang Feng hesitated, "Fourth Master, if you want to tell the truth, can you promise me not to be too impulsive?"

Ye Zhiwen frowned, "Say it or not?"

Jiang Feng had no choice but to tell the whole story, "The night we came back from the pasture in the suburbs of Beijing, Princess Qinghe learned of Qin Yao's death and went to the palace to meet the Holy Majesty in person. The people from Jingzhao Mansion acted quickly and took her away quickly. They were supposed to interrogate overnight, but Princess Qinghe felt that Miss Su had killed Qin Yao, so she couldn't just let it go, so she asked for an order to send Miss Su to the hospital. Went to prison."

Prison...

Ye Zhiwen's eyes turned cold, it was a purgatory on earth, Ruoyu's petite body, could she come out alive after entering the prison?
Thinking of this, Ye Zhiwen quickly lifted the brocade quilt and sat up.

Jiang Feng was startled, "Fourth Master, you are seriously injured, don't move lightly!"

"Go away!" Ye Zhiwen ignored Jiang Feng's dissuasion, pushed him aside vigorously, put on his clothes indiscriminately, and went to the main courtyard.

At this time, Uncle Funing, Ye Xun, was discussing with Mrs. Zhang, Mrs. Uncle Funing, about going to Duke Jin's mansion to divorce.

Ye Zhiwen staggered in without knocking on the door and knelt on the ground, which made the elders' eyes widen.

Mrs. Zhang looked at Ye Zhiwen distressedly, "Zhiwen, you are hurt so badly, why don't you take a good rest in your room?"

After finishing speaking, she bent down to help him.

Ye Zhiwen avoided Zhang's support, raised his head and looked at Ye Xun, "Father, can you promise me not to divorce?"

Ye Xun's thick eyebrows frowned, thanks to all his efforts to conceal it, he didn't expect to let this son know, and since he knew, he might as well make it clear.

With a cold snort, Ye Xun said: "Miss Su San of the Duke of Jin's Mansion has a marriage contract with you, but she still has no shame to go out of the mansion to have a tryst with the face of Princess Qinghe's mansion. How can such a woman with a lack of virtue be worthy of her?" You? No matter what you say today, you have made up your mind as a father, and this marriage must be withdrawn!"

Ye Zhiwen's heart ached, "Ruoyu's reputation has been damaged by being arrested and imprisoned at the age of Ji. If I come to divorce before marrying again, her life will be over."

Ye Xun stared at Ye Zhiwen, a little resentful, "When is this, you still think about her everywhere, why didn't she think about you back then, when something like this happened, you still think it's your head Isn't the green hat on your face not embarrassing enough?"

"I'm the one who wants to take her to see Qin Yao!" Ye Zhiwen suddenly said loudly.

After the voice fell, the room fell into silence. Ye Xun was almost furious, but Mrs. Zhang turned pale with shock, and hurriedly stood in front of Ye Zhiwen, looking at Ye Xun in fear, "Uncle calm down, Zhiwen was just a slip of the tongue , he must be unintentional."

"Mother, you don't have to plead for me." Ye Zhiwen lowered his head and said lightly: "What am I doing, I know very well that it was indeed Miss Su San who I made an appointment with first, and I made it for her. There is no chance to meet Qin Yao."

The veins on Ye Xun's forehead throbbed violently, "Okay! Very good! Since you are so generous in letting your fiancée go to see other men, then you must be generous in the matter of retiring the engagement. I will give you an order. Immediately prepare the sedan chair and go to the Duke of Jin's mansion."

He took pen and ink from the book case and threw it in front of Ye Zhiwen. Ye Xun yelled, "Write down the divorce!"

Ye Zhiwen looked at the rice paper placed in front of him, pursed his lips, and said stubbornly, "Father, I can't resign the engagement."

Mrs. Zhang was so anxious that she was about to cry. She looked at Ye Zhiwen with red eyes, and persuaded: "My son, after such a big thing happened, our two families can no longer continue to marry. Mother, I don't know what's going on in your heart." What do you think, but your father's words are not unreasonable, so don't disobey him, and quickly write down the divorce."

Ye Zhiwen's face was painful, and he raised his head to look at Mrs. Zhang, "Mother, do you even think I should divorce?"

Mrs. Zhang nodded, "You are the second son of Uncle Funing's mansion, and you are the most hopeful person to inherit your father's title in the future. Miss Su San is notorious now. If you marry her, will you destroy your future? Just listen to your mother." Once, we can't afford to climb up to the Duke of Jin's mansion, this marriage contract, it's worth noting."

"Mother, why do you even believe those rumors? Would my son make fun of such things?" Ye Zhiwen closed his eyes, "No matter how much you force me, I will never divorce!"

Ye Xun was furious, and picked up the cane from the side shelf to prepare to fight.

Mrs. Zhang was so frightened that her face paled, and she cried, "Uncle, Zhiwen is seriously injured. If you want to beat me, beat my concubine. If Zhiwen is like this, how can he stand the whipping again? You will beat him to death!"

Ye Xun paused.

He has two legitimate sons, the eldest son Ye Ziwen, and the second son Ye Zhiwen.

The eldest son Xiwen, the second son Xiwu.

For now, Ye Zhiwen is the most suitable candidate to inherit the title of Earl of Funing. Ye Xun actually couldn't bear to be so angry today. After all, Ye Zhiwen suffered such a serious injury. As a father, he How could it not be heartbroken at all, he was just annoyed that Third Miss Su would do such a thing, making Ye Zhiwen a laughing stock for wearing a green hat on his head.

What made him even more angry was that this son of his family seemed to have been given ecstasy soup by Miss Su San. For the sake of others, he was still angry and vowed not to divorce. If he followed his family background, as his own son , there are a lot of daughters who want to find a suitable family, so what is so good about Miss Su San?
Anger turned into anger, Ye Xun did not lose his mind, and finally lowered his arms and put away the rattan weaving, but the anger on his face did not diminish at all, and he ordered, "Come on, take the fourth young master back to recuperate. From now on, if you don't have me Please prohibit him from taking half a step out of Guanju Pavilion, otherwise, you are the only ones to ask!"

The maids shivered and came in and carried Ye Zhiwen back to Guanju Pavilion.

"Fourth Master." Jiang Feng was standing at the gate of Guanju Pavilion, seeing Ye Zhiwen's appearance, he knew that his master had not been able to win over his uncle.

A few steps forward, Jiang Fengping retreated from the servant girl, personally supported the weak and pale Ye Zhiwen, and whispered, "Fourth Master, my subordinates feel that Miss Su San is not as good as you imagined, so you might as well follow my uncle's advice." Write a letter of divorce to get rid of this marriage."

Ye Zhiwen glanced at Jiang Feng, unable to speak.

Jiang Feng said again: "Fourth Master is a talented person with a good heart. If you really want to marry a wife, there are already many girls lining up to marry you in Jinling City. Why are you so obsessed with hanging on a tree? Besides, then Trees are like dead wood to you, she has no fourth master in her heart, even if you do more, what's the use?"

Ye Zhiwen pursed his dry lips, "You talk so much today, you don't want your tongue anymore?"

Jiang Feng shrank his neck, and immediately muttered softly, "If cutting off the subordinate's tongue can make Fourth Master give up on Miss Su San, then the subordinate will be very happy!"

Ye Zhiwen took a deep breath, "Help me in!" He ran too fast when he went to the main courtyard, causing the wound to burst. Now the pain is worse, and he can't even speak.

Jiang Feng was shocked, and hurriedly helped him in, and hurriedly found a doctor to re-bandage. After a lot of haste and chaos, an hour later, Ye Zhiwen's injury had barely stabilized, and he was still lying on his side. But he didn't feel sleepy, his eyes didn't blink, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Jiang Feng was afraid that he would be bored, so after sending the doctor away, he sat down and approached Ye Zhiwen, "Fourth Master, why don't I tell you a story to help you fall asleep."

"That's not necessary." Ye Zhiwen finally moved his eyelids, "I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep on the story you told."

Jiang Feng curled his lips, "Fourth Master, you are too hurt!"

Ye Zhiwen was too lazy to talk to him, and picked up the topic, "Go and help me get ready, I have to act as soon as it gets dark."

"What?" Jiang Feng stared blankly, "Fourth Master, what do you want to do again, do you want to visit the imperial prison at night?"

"No." Ye Zhiwen said: "I want to meet Princess Qinghe in person." Ruoyu is in critical condition, and the only one who can save her now is Princess Qinghe.

Jiang Feng was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, "Fourth Master, I heard you right, you, you, you, you want to see Princess Qinghe?"

"What are you talking about?" Ye Zhiwen stared at him weakly, "If you tell you to prepare, then go, talk too much, and I will cut you!"

Jiang Feng stuck out his tongue, and immediately lowered his face, "If you really have the strength to cut down on your subordinates, that's fine, but with your current state, you can't even walk."

"Furthermore." The more Jiang Feng said, the worse his complexion became. "It's not that the fourth master doesn't know who Princess Qinghe is. You just went like this. Aren't you afraid..."

"Crow's mouth!" Ye Zhiwen snorted coldly, "But I will not give up any hope of saving Ruoyu, get out of here, don't hang around in front of the master, I will be annoyed when I see you."

Jiang Feng was the most powerful guard around Ye Zhiwen. Although he was usually a bit talkative, he handled things very safely. When night fell, Jiang Feng had successfully taken Ye Zhiwen out of the courtyard wall.

After Ye Zhiwen got into the carriage, the master and servant hurried to Princess Qinghe's mansion.

Princess Qinghe is worthy of being the first princess in this dynasty who opened up her face and raised her face. Even the servants at the porter's office were born with pretty and seductive features.

Ye Zhiwen stood waiting in front of the gate of Princess Qinghe's Mansion. After a cup of tea, the young man who had gone to report came back and said, "Fourth Master Ye, Your Royal Highness said that she knows why you came to her tonight. If you want to meet her and successfully rescue Miss Su San, yes, the premise is that Fourth Master must agree to her condition."

When Jiang Feng heard this, his expression changed immediately.

Ye Zhiwen remained calm and asked, "What conditions?"

(End of this chapter)