I am a thief in the Tang Dynasty

Cheng Chuliang and Cheng Chubi looked at each other and saw the relief in each other's eyes.

Fortunately, they stopped after the princess spoke.

If Fang Yiyi were allowed to speak, with his eloquence, who knows what kind of filthy things the two brothers and the Cheng family would become in Fang Yiyi's mouth.

Li Lizhi's eyes were full of admiration. He was worthy of being the man she loved. Her Sanlang was so amazing!

The King of Wei, who was sitting on the main seat, had already been sweating profusely, but he didn't know what to do since it involved the noble families and powerful families.

At this moment, the scene became quiet, and he quickly tried to smooth things over:

"Everyone, everyone, please don't hurt the harmony. Today we are meeting friends through poetry. Let's not talk about these things. It's better to discuss poetry."

The others echoed this, which made Cui Qi and the others snort and stop arguing, but they spoke one after another.

"Since we are making friends through poetry, let's compete with each other in poetry!"

"Humph, the third son of the Fang family is extremely talented. I must ask for your advice today!"

"King Wei is right. The poetry competition should focus on poetry. Let's see who will take the first place today!"

Fang Yiyi ignored these people and said to Chai Xueying, who had calmed down temporarily, with a smile:

"Madam, the handkerchief is dirty. I'll go wash it and take a breath of fresh air."

Chai Xueying was worried that Fang Yiyi would be beaten in a deserted place, so she wanted to accompany him, but Fang Yiyi stopped her and whispered in her ear, "You can protect your second brother and his wife here."

"I am enjoying the Dragon's grace now. They are not fools and dare not do anything to me."

"Besides, if they really beat me up, it would be a great thing for us."

Chai Xueying understood everything instantly and felt relieved.

Fang Yiyi gave his second brother a look that showed understanding between brothers and walked out of the main hall.

As soon as he walked out of the main hall, a delicate body hugged him and without giving him a chance to react, pushed Fang Yiyi into the side room next to the main hall.

Chapter 100: Joy Behind the Wall

The densely packed bookshelves concealed the figures of the two people, and even if someone walked by the open door, it would be difficult to spot them.

In the main hall separated by a wall, the sound of talking could be clearly heard.

Fang Yiyi's heart was pounding as he looked at Du Guiru, who was pretty, yet haggard and pitiful.

He didn't dare to speak, but just used his eyes to ask the beauty in front of him what she meant.

Du Guiru looked at the beloved in front of her and whispered in his ear:

"Sanlang, I can't control myself. Grandpa asked me to go to Cheng's house in the next two days. Now is my only chance to see you. Please don't reject me, okay?"

After saying this, her icy cherry lips fell on Fang Yiyi's mouth, leaving a sweet taste on his teeth.

After Du Guiru gave him a deep kiss, the beauty stood up, and her pale blue double-breasted skirt slipped off her shoulders.

Between her snow-white shoulders and jade-white waist, only five words came to Fang Yiyi's mind: small branches bear great fruits.

His mind went blank for a moment, and all the blood in his body gathered together somewhere. Only when the fruit was pressed upon him did he come to his senses.

Fang Yiyi wanted to break free, but when he moved, the bookshelf behind him made a slight noise.

Behind the wall were his wife, Du Guiru's nominal husband Cheng Chubi, and a group of royal relatives and aristocratic families.

If they made a noise and were discovered, they would become infamous.

What should I do?

Waiting online, it’s urgent!

Du Guiru noticed that Fang Yiyi had no reaction except for one thing. She looked up into those eyes. The panic and pity in them made her heart ache.

As smart as she was, she immediately understood Fang Yiyi's thoughts, and tears flowed from her haggard eyes.

She straightened up, stared at Fang Yiyi, and whispered:

"You don't love me anymore?"

Fang Yiyi looked at Du Guiru, who was in a bad state. Endless spring scenery was reflected in his pupils, and the pity in his eyes became more and more intense.

He felt sorry for this infatuated woman from the bottom of his heart, and said quietly, "I just didn't expect that getting into the wrong sedan chair would make you so sad."

She didn't say she didn't love him, nor did she say she loved him, but her lover's caring words made Du Guiru, who was in tears, smile. There was no sadness in her heart anymore. She grabbed Fang Yiyi's hand and placed it on the snow mountain.

The delicate body pressed on him again, and Fang Yiyi, who was unable to resist, felt an experience more exciting than the Lingyan Pavilion.

Behind the wall, there was a noisy poetry gathering, and my wife's voice could be heard from time to time.

The door to the side hall was not closed, and the two of them might be discovered at any time, which made him terrified.

What you see before you is a feast for the eyes, and the suppressed breathing echoing in your ears is the ultimate enjoyment.

This feeling made him extremely tense and focused, and also brought him indescribable stimulation.

Sudden.

Du Guiru couldn't help but let out a loud gasp, her face turned pale and she quickly covered her red lips.

The noise from next door suddenly disappeared at this moment.

The two were so frightened that their expressions changed drastically and they stopped immediately, their bodies shaking with fear.

The next moment, the noise appeared again.

The two of them let out a long sigh, their eyes flickering with strange colors, their affection growing stronger, and they continued with their unfinished business.

......

In less than a quarter of an hour, Du Guiru staggered away with a look of satisfaction, holding a snow-white brocade handkerchief soaked in red plum blossoms.

Fang Yiyi, with sweat all over his forehead, touched his waist which was hurt by the wooden floor, and stood up and left staggeringly.

His mind was filled with the erotic scenes just now. He really did not expect that Du Guiru, who looked thin, actually had such a gifted figure. No wonder she never wore a chest-length skirt.

Chapter 101: Fang Yiai's Sharp Words

His whole body began to feel hot again, and Fang Yiyi quickly found a place to wash up, then calmed himself down with the cool well water.

The only words left in my mind were those that Guiru said before she left.

"Sanlang, I can't be your wife in name only, but I have no regrets about being able to be your wife in reality. I only belong to you."

"After this, I won't bring you any worries or dangers. I will arrange everything. Just wait for my news."

......

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

When Fang Yiyi was pushed down.

In the main hall.

Fang Yiai was calm and composed, drinking his tea without any panic. Together with his wife, he told his younger sister Chai Xueying about the strange people and things in the south. There was constant laughter and joy in the atmosphere.

This made the Cheng Chubi brothers, Cui Qi and others very angry and they had no mind to think about poetry.

Isn't it just taking advantage of your tongue to gain the upper hand?

Laugh, laugh, laugh, what the hell are you laughing at!

What's there to be proud of!

Wang Youwen winked at someone.

The man immediately stood up, walked to Fang Yiai, and said with a humble and polite smile:

"Erlang Fang is so happy, I think he has a plan in mind. Would you like to read out the poem in your mind so that everyone can appreciate it?"

The person who had been watching Cui Qi immediately agreed.

"Yes, read it out loud for everyone to hear, so that they can appreciate the literary talent of Fang Jia Erlang."

"Everyone is thinking hard, but Erlang of the Fang family has the leisure to tell interesting stories. He must have come up with a good poem. Tell it to us."

"Su Wen Fang's Erlang has a straightforward personality. He might as well recite the poem. He might be able to win the first place in the poetry competition, and we won't have to rack our brains to write a poem."

hahaha~

The sneer reappeared.

The two sides have already torn their faces apart, they are enemies.

When facing enemies, Chai Xueying likes to solve them in the most direct way, which is simple, crude and most efficient.

Her face was serious, and her eyes as sharp as knives swept across the faces of those who were laughing at her, and she subconsciously stood up.

Princess Gaoyang at the side quickly grabbed her hand, used her eyes to stop her sister-in-law from acting impulsively, and whispered, "Sister-in-law, don't move. Leave everything to the two brothers."

Chai Xueying snorted coldly and sat quietly, but her sharp eyes kept scanning the faces of these people, as if she wanted to remember their faces in her heart.

These people were so scared that their laughter gradually became quieter, and in the end they just gave a few forced laughs, then lowered their heads or raised their sleeves to drink water, covering their faces.

Afraid that the Tang Dynasty Valkyrie would really remember their appearance.

I'll settle the score with them in private later!

The Valkyrie of the Tang Dynasty is famous in the hearts of the people of the Tang Dynasty, and she is notorious in the hearts of the enemies. The Valkyrie's cruelty towards her enemies is well-known throughout the world.

Fang Yiai's smile faded, and he looked a little flustered. How could he write poetry?

His younger brother who could help him hasn't come back yet, so how can he speak poetry now?

However, thinking about how Fang Yiyi had taken advantage of him with words before, he came to his senses and realized that the children of these aristocratic families were not so powerful that they could not be provoked or defeated.

Now his brother and sister-in-law helped him calm the situation with their eyes. With a backbone, Fang Yiai immediately displayed his eloquent tongue.

He held his head high and looked down upon the person who had just spoken to him.

"As you all said just now, quatrains are not the result of deep thinking, but can only be produced when one is inspired."

"Even if you rack your brains to come up with a poem of outstanding talent, it will only be a pile of words without the charm, and the poem you produce will only have a superficial appearance."

Chapter 102: The Red Wet Place in the Morning, Flowers in the Brocade City

Everyone's expression suddenly froze, their eyes flashing with surprise.

Is this still the Fang Yiai who appears strong on the outside but is actually weak on the inside, whom no one dares to mess with and who acts like a coward outside?

Why did the third son of the Fang family change his personality after he got married?

The second son of the Fang family also became sharp-tongued. He had just challenged the Cheng brothers directly, and now he was directly mocking them.

Fang Yiai ignored their complicated looks and said seriously with a tough face:

"Although I am not a good poet, I am not an illiterate fool. I might get some inspiration just by chatting and laughing with my family. I may not be able to come up with a quatrain, but at least I can be better than some people!"

After finishing speaking, Fang Yiai just felt relaxed. He ignored the ugly expression of the person in front of him and prepared to continue chatting with his wife and sister-in-law, continuing to talk about the interesting things that happened just now.

But when he turned his head, he met the excited and joyful eyes of his wife, Princess Gaoyang.

Since getting married, I have been useless and always make my virtuous wife angry.

This was the first time she smiled happily at herself.

Fang Yiai had no idea what his wife was so excited about, and was at a loss as to what to say. His mouth opened and closed, looking a little funny.

This clumsy look made Princess Gaoyang raise her sleeves to cover her lips and smile coquettishly, which made Fang Yiai dumbfounded.

When Fang Yiai came to his senses, he was uneducated but not stupid. He immediately understood that it was his behavior just now that brought honor to his wife and the Fang family, which made his wife smile.

Suddenly, Fang Yiai straightened his back and started talking and laughing. His already tough face exuded a different kind of charm, which made Princess Gaoyang's eyes sparkle.

Not long after.

Fang Yiyi hid his hands in his sleeves and returned to his seat.

He stretched out his right hand, held his wife's soft hand, and blinked at her almond-shaped eyes.

The wife's heart moved, and she passed the note to her second sister-in-law with a smile, and it finally fell into the hands of her second brother Fang Yiai.

Fang Yiai, who had been acting calm and composed, looked down at the note in his hand, his pupils suddenly shrank and he grinned.

He took a few deep breaths, calmed himself down, and then looked at his third brother with gratitude.