After entering the wrong bridal chamber, I went to farm with the powerful minister

Fu Ciyi pondered and said, "Your fingers really don't hurt anymore?"

Yan Funing was stunned.

He asked again about what happened an hour ago.

Oddly, her eyes moved to his thin lips. The man's lightly pursed lips were redder than usual and glowing with luster.

It was this mouth that was facing her just now...

Her little face immediately turned red, as bright as clouds.

"It doesn't hurt anymore. It stopped hurting just now."

She lowered her eyes, not in the mood to see how red Meng Li's face was at the moment.

The three people on the side were all shocked.

Caiyu and Fu Beimo gathered around Yan Fuling. Meng Li's face turned red and he couldn't turn around, so he listened carefully.

"What happened to the girl's finger?" Caiyu asked.

Her young lady is most afraid of pain.

Why didn't you hear about this just now?

Fu Ciyi looked at Yan Funing lightly and said in a very low voice: "Her fingertip was pricked by a needle."

Fu Beimo was afraid and said: "Silver needle?"

Fu Ciyi: "It's an embroidery needle."

"The embroidery needle hurts, too." Fu Beimo said anxiously, "Brother, hurry up and blow on my sister-in-law."

Fu Ciyi looked at her condescendingly: "She said it didn't hurt anymore."

Fu Beimo glanced at his brother and thought to himself: My sister-in-law said this, why did my brother believe it?
  "Sister-in-law, it must be hurting!" As he spoke, he pursed his lips and asked, "Which finger? Sister-in-law, Beimo will help you blow it."

Fu Ciyi slapped his brother on the forehead: "Put your mouth away."

He grabbed Yan Funing's wrist and took her out of the woodshed.

Fu Beimo followed anxiously.

Unexpectedly, his brother and his sister-in-law entered the west wing room, and with a bang, the door closed, almost hitting his pouting mouth.

"Brother, you have to be gentle!"

He shouted anxiously outside the door.

When she saw Fu Beimo's pouty mouth, Caiyu wanted to laugh.

But seeing how much people cared about her young lady, she was afraid of being outdone, so she also shouted outside the door: "Uncle, this girl is the most afraid of pain and the most delicate, please be gentle!"

Fu Nanyao heard this and thought to herself that her brother was so great that he helped divert her attention like this.

But Wan Niang was extremely anxious. If her eldest son wanted to have an awakening, it wasn't like this, right?
  It's day and night.

It made her restless, and she couldn't even knock on the door or not knock on the door.

In the room, Fu Ciyi glanced at Yan Funing's pink face, which looked like peach blossoms in spring: "It really doesn't hurt anymore?"

"real."

Yan Funing didn't know what his intention was, and her delicate pink face slowly turned red.

"It's probably because I don't feel any pain anymore and I'm actually in the mood to look at the man next to me."

Fu Ciyi sat down and read a book.

Yan Funing: "..."

Looking at the man next to you?
  "No, I'm looking at Ali..." Thinking that Meng Li was a man, she was angry and annoyed, "You care about me?"

"Why can't I care about you?"

The man's slender fingers turned a page of the book.

"Fu Ciyi, it was Nan Yao who said she couldn't get married, so she married Ali. Ali blushed when he heard that, so I went to see him." She laughed angrily, her face turning red from suppressing it, "Your reaction, I Why do you think you are jealous?"

He pulled her back to the room with the excuse of asking her finger.

Isn't he jealous?

"I'm jealous?"

The man was handsome and handsome, but his cold voice contained an obvious sarcasm.

Yan Funing was relieved: "Just don't be jealous."

Fu Ciyi lazily raised his eyelids, his eyes heavy: "Didn't I say that if you can control me within two years, I can also control you?"

Now that he heard the reason why she looked at Meng Li, he realized that he had made an mistake.

Unable to lose face, he tapped the book next to him with his fingertips: "There are only a few pages left in the copybook. I will finish studying today."

"Oh." Yan Funing sat down obediently.

How embarrassing!

She actually thought he was jealous. As long as he is not jealous, she will learn and write as many words as he wants her to learn today.

In the east wing, Wan Niang was anxious.

She really couldn't wait any longer, so she let Fu Nanyao support her and walked to the door of the west wing and patted the door: "Ci Yi, Funing."

Calling and patting, the door opened a crack.

It turned out the door was not bolted.

Fu Nanyao said to her mother, "Mom, my brother and sister-in-law are writing."

Fu Beimo and Caiyu on the side also looked in, and sure enough they saw them doing homework.

Wan Niang smiled awkwardly: "Okay, okay, it's time to go, let's go and get busy."
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  Li Zheng and his daughter did not go back to their own homes directly, but went to Hu's house.

Hu Dahai was recovering from his injuries on the bamboo couch. When he saw Li Zheng and his daughter coming over, he straightened up and asked, "How are things going?"

Li Zheng shook his head: "The whole family is sharp-tongued."

He couldn't make any noise.

What's more, they are not afraid of lawsuits.

Hu Dahai sneered: "You are right here..."

What a loser.

Hu Ajing stared at Aying for a long time: "Do you really want to marry Fu Ciyi?"

Aying didn't speak, which was regarded as acquiescence.

Almost everyone in the village knows, so what else is there to refute?
  Hu Ajing snorted. Although she liked him too, she wasn't as shameless as her daughter.

You deserve to be scolded today!
  Aying: "Hu Ajing, what do you mean by humming me?"

Hu Ajing touched her face: "Don't even think about it. The Yan family's adopted daughter looks like a fairy. How could Fu Ciyi like you if he has her? I'm several times prettier than you."

She was prettier than her, and she didn’t stick to her again and again.

Hu Dahai scolded his granddaughter: "Ajing, what did you say?"

Hu Ajing: "Sir, I'm not wrong, Aying's face is full of embarrassment."

It doesn't look good inside.

Even if my daughter looks like a grass, she is still good.

He was also annoyed when someone said this at this moment.

He immediately told Hu Dahai: "Let's talk about it later if we want to make Wan Niang's family miserable."

After that, he took his daughter and left.

Hu Dahai said: "The county magistrate is about to be promoted to the parent officer of our Ling County and officially the county magistrate."

Hearing this, Li Zheng turned around and said, "Are you really going to be promoted?"

"Is this fake?" Hu Dahai smiled and patted his injured leg.

Li Zheng thought to himself that even if Fu Zhengqing became the county magistrate, he still wouldn't be able to compete with Mr. Futai.

But in the end he sat down and chatted with Hu Dahai.

After chatting for half an hour, Li Zheng and his daughter left Hu's house.

Since then, Aying has been thinking about how to make her face whiter and tenderer.
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  Time flies so fast, it’s April [-]th in the blink of an eye.

Early in the morning, Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing took a carriage to the town.

Caiyu was originally in the carriage, sitting next to Yan Funing. Seeing Fu Ciyi's cold expression along the way, she consciously got out of the carriage.

Can't be bothered, can't be bothered.

When this uncle doesn't smile, it's really scary. I don't know what he is thinking.

No wonder the young lady wants to break off the engagement.

It’s hard for the young lady, she has to face such a face every day.

Li Xinheng patted the seat next to him, asked Caiyu to sit down, and said happily: "Teng Yun has grown stronger."

Caiyu nodded and sat down, counting on her fingers how long it would be before her young lady left her uncle.

There are still one year and eight months left.

This is too long!
  Li Xinheng saw this and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Count the days."

"What day is it?"

"It's nothing." Caiyu shrank her head and refused to say anything.

Fu Ciyi in the carriage adjusted his robe and said coldly: "Fu Zhengqing is about to be promoted to county magistrate."