farm concubine

Chapter 121
Ouyang Yuanhao sat until midnight, and then gently entered Li Wanqing's room through the window. In the dark, Ouyang Yuanhao sat on the edge of the bed and stared at the delicate face that deeply attracted him.

Ouyang Yuanhao really wanted to reach out and touch that fair and delicate cheek, but he was afraid of disturbing her, so he glared at him again, so he could only resist the impulse and watch quietly.

"What should I do with you?" In the dark, Ouyang Yuanhao murmured to himself, fearing that he would behave like a beast if he stayed any longer, so Ouyang Yuanhao got up decisively and left.

When he returned to Prince Jing's mansion, he saw that the lights were on in his room. Ouyang Yuanhao frowned, strode to the door of the room and saw the person sitting inside, and walked in with a cold face.

"You don't sleep at night, why come and sit in my room?" Naturally, Ouyang Yuanhao used Li Wanqing's own words on the visitor.

When the people sitting in the room heard what Ouyang Yuanhao said, they stared at Ouyang Yuanhao in disbelief, and said in surprise: "Yuanhao, this is not the first time I have come here, did you take the wrong medicine tonight?"

Pretending not to hear He Feifan's words, Ouyang Yuanhao walked directly to the bed and began to take off his coat: "It's very late, go back to your Prince An's Mansion to sleep."

"No reply." He Feifan directly refused.

Ouyang Yuanhao squinted at He Feifan, it seemed that he was too kind to him.

Seeing Ouyang Yuanhao's dangerous eyes, He Feifan stood up and said, "Okay, okay, okay, I won't stay in your room, I'll go to Qin Zhengming to arrange a guest room for my son." When he turned around, he muttered: "It's really good!" I don’t know what medicine I took wrongly, so I’m so angry.”

Suddenly He Feifan stopped walking, turned his head and said with a smirk: "Hao, have you held back for too long, do you want me to find a beauty for you to quench the fire?"

It was Ouyang Yuanhao's palm that answered him. Fortunately, he lay down quickly, otherwise he would have been crippled.

"Hao, are you a brother? With such a heavy blow, if I hadn't been able to hide quickly, you would have ruined his beautiful face." He Feifei touched his handsome face.

He Feifan is indeed good looking, although he is not as evil as Ouyang Yuanhao, but he is also suave, handsome, otherwise he would not be able to fascinate so many daughters who are waiting to be married, and he is the eldest son of Prince An's mansion , all the ministers wished to marry their daughter into Prince An's Mansion to be a concubine, who would let my father hold the military power.

"If you can't get used to it, go find your beauties." Ouyang Yuanhao took off his socks and lay down on the bed.

At a loss for words, He Feifan shook his head and found Qin Zhengming. Seeing that it was He Feifan, how could Qin Zhengming dare to be negligent? This master and his master have been playing together since they were young, and their relationship is closer than that of brothers.

Qin Zhengming also couldn't figure out how two people with such opposite personalities became good buddies. This master is always smiling and always flirting with beautiful women. This master and concubine will have dozens of concubines.

Although his master can't be said to be indifferent, he is always indifferent to people, and he doesn't even bother to look at women. He used to worry about whether his master had Longyang addiction, but now he sees his master's love for Jiang's elder brother. The young mistress was so caring, she rejected it again.

"Your master took the wrong medicine tonight, why is he so angry?" Ouyang Yuanhao has a very weird temper, the more angry he is, the more indifferent he is to others, and he doesn't even want to say a word.

Hearing He Feifan's question, Qin Zhengming could only sigh and shake his head helplessly. What can he say about Ouyang Yuanhao's heart about other people's wives?Should he tell He Feifan that his master fell in love with a married woman?Forget it, if you let the master know that he is gossiping, you will have to take his skin off.

"Master, how can I know so much about the master's affairs as a servant." Qin Zhengming shook his head and replied.

"Well, then wait until tomorrow to ask your master." He Feifan didn't know what Qin Zhengming meant. He was just a servant. Even if he knew, he couldn't talk about the master behind his back. He didn't blame Qin Zhengming at all. , but envied Ouyang Yuanhao for having such a loyal servant.

Unable to resist the gossip factor in his heart, He Feifan got up early the next day and went to Ouyang Yuanhao's room.

Ouyang Yuanhao was washing up, and He Feifan was sitting at the round table having breakfast.

"What medicine did you take wrongly last night to be so angry?"

Ouyang Yuanhao paused the hand holding the bowl, looked at the gossiping He Feifan coldly and said, "Are you busy?"

"No, I'm just curious, asking." Hearing Ouyang Yuanhao's calm and threatening tone, He Feifan recalled the profound experience of being enslaved by Ouyang Yuanhao because of his gossip, He Feifan waved his hands repeatedly and said.

Seeing He Feifan's frightened look, Ouyang Yuanhao looked away and ate his breakfast gracefully.

He Feifei had another calculation in his mind, if he didn't say it, he wouldn't say it, wouldn't he go to investigate?

The two ate breakfast in silence, He Feifan was thinking about how to investigate the reason for Ouyang Yuanhao's anger, but Ouyang Yuanhao was angry with himself because he couldn't talk to Li Wanqing last night, secretly regretting that he should not force Li Wanqing like that .

In Jiangfu Jingyao Courtyard, Li Wanqing went back to sleep in a fair manner, and didn't get up to wash up and eat breakfast until the hour passed. Now she is very glad that the Jiang family doesn't like her, otherwise it would be difficult for her to sleep in.

Today, there is no need to hide from Jiang Junyao, after breakfast, she went to the Luoyuan Courtyard to find Anran and talk nonsense, and then returned to Jingyao Courtyard to have lunch, lunch break followed by a lunch break, and then she nestled in the small couch by the window read a book.

For ten days in a row, Li Wanqing only turned off the lights to go to bed when she read the book, while Ouyang Yuanhao was very depressed after feeding the mosquitoes on the roof for ten nights.

He Feifan also found out the real reason for Ouyang Yuanhao's displeasure. Unexpectedly, his brother has such a special taste that he likes married women.

Glancing again at the brother who was guarding the roof feeding the mosquitoes, He Feifan shook his head helplessly, and disappeared into the night with a vertical leap.

"Are you willing to come back? I thought you wouldn't be willing to come back until tomorrow morning." Seeing Ouyang Yuanhao who came back with a cold face, He Feifan knew that Ouyang Yuanhao was guarding the woman on the roof again, and then sneaked into the house to see people.

Tsk tsk, he is obviously a master flower picker, how can there be such a brother who failed so much, it is really embarrassing for him, the person concerned is not in a hurry these ten days, he, a bystander, is worried for his brother.

"You have lived in Prince Jing's mansion for ten days, why don't you leave?" Ouyang Yuanhao knew about He Feifan following him, but he didn't want to say it.

"Brother is enduring the pain of lovesickness. How can I, a brother, leave it alone? Isn't that too disrespectful of brotherhood?"

Ouyang Yuanhao didn't bother to pay attention to him, and walked directly in front of him, and came to the bed to change clothes and go to sleep.

"Hao, I just found out today that your taste is so special."

Hearing He Feifan's teasing words, Ouyang Yuanhao looked back at him coldly.

"Okay, okay, pretend I didn't say anything." Seeing Ouyang Yuanhao's cold eyes, He Feifei touched his nose, despite Ouyang Yuanhao's usual indifference to everything, it was terrifying to get angry.

Only then did Ouyang Yuanhao turn around and continue to walk towards the bed. After taking two steps, he heard He Feifan say, "Hao, are you willing to just look at her like this and do nothing?" With the head of the superior as a guarantee, Ouyang Yuanhao's possessiveness will never be satisfied just by guarding that woman.

Now he is just guarding, maybe he hasn't thought of a better solution, but He Feifan really knows Ouyang Yuanhao very well.

Ouyang Yuanhao continued to walk forward, ignoring him, if he gave up so easily, he wouldn't be called He Feifan.

"Do you want me to help you with two tricks?" It was rare that there was a woman that his brother liked, so he kindly helped him.

"No need." Qing'er is not one of those vulgar fans.

Being rejected, He Feifan was not discouraged, and continued to ask: "Is it really necessary?"

"No, don't make Qing'er and your vulgar fans."

He Feifan was not angry when he heard Ouyang Yuanhao's harsh words, stood up with a smile, patted the non-existent dust on his clothes, and said with regret: "Well, since you have said so, I won't It is difficult for the strong, and I will return to Prince An's Mansion tomorrow."

The next day, He Feifan really returned to Prince An's Mansion, but he was restless when he returned to Prince An's Mansion, so he asked his sister He Jinxuan to send invitations to Li Wanqing.

Hearing that her elder brother asked her to send invitations to Li Wanqing, who has no rank, He Jinxuan opened her watery almond eyes and looked at her elder brother in disbelief: "Brother, that Young Mistress Jiang is a woman without rank." That's all."

"I know, anyway, you just do what I tell you." He wanted to see how special that young lady Jiang was, making his good brother willingly feed mosquitoes on the roof.

"Brother, I don't know that Young Mistress Jiang." It's not a festival, and it's not a relative, but she thinks it's inappropriate for her majestic princess to send an invitation to a young mistress of the Shangshu Mansion.

The question He Jinxuan asked was really difficult for He Feifan. He put one arm around his chest and the other leaned on the arm around his chest, propping his chin and falling into deep thought.

If there is some kind of festival, it is still possible to talk about it, and if Young Mistress Jiang and Xuan'er are acquainted and can invite people over, what kind of excuse should be used to invite people over?

Seeing that He Feifan was stumped by herself, He Jinxuan was very happy. Think about it slowly, it's best not to think it out. Although she doesn't like to use power to oppress others, she is the princess who was personally appointed by the emperor. Let her come in. It's not a joke to invite a woman of no rank to come to her house as a guest.

Besides, with the power of the father, there is no need to curry favor with others at all, and the minister of the Ministry of War is still the subordinate of the father, so there is no one who is a superior to curry favor with his subordinates, and no one makes people look down on the father.

It's just that He Jinxuan was not happy for a long time, only to see He Feifan suddenly snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "I thought of it.

(End of this chapter)