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

Yan Funing stood up and opened the door.

"Fu Ciyi, are you back?"

As soon as the door opened, a smell of alcohol hit my face.

"you've been drinking?"

The man frowned slightly and pressed his temple: "I drank a lot."

The main reason is that some people deliberately fight with him for drinking, and insist on competing with him.

When he entered the house, he staggered.

"Drunk?" Yan Funing hurriedly held his arm, "It's okay to drink more if you're happy. Even if you come home so late and you're drunk, if something happens on the way..."

Fu Ciyi took advantage of the situation and half hugged her to his side, leaning his tall body against hers, but did not dare to use force for fear of crushing her.

It is really difficult to walk unsteadily.

Yan Funing helped the man sit down on a chair. Seeing his fair face turning red from drinking, she couldn't help but ask, "By the way, how did you come back?"

Fu Ciyi raised his eyelids and looked at her lazily: "It happened that a fellow countryman also returned to Ling County, so I took his car."

"It's convenient for those who are close to the state capital to bring people back. Should we also ask you to go back for those who are far away?"

Fu Ciyi's auspicious eyes were blurred, and he slowly shook his head: "That's not true, there are guest rooms."

There are guest rooms in the state capital for banquet guests like them, but he doesn't plan to stay there.

Yan Funing said "Oh": "Why doesn't everyone want to live there?"

Fu Ciyi's eyes were extremely dark and he didn't answer.

Today, the first thirty people to be elected in Qiuwei were invited to attend the banquet in the state capital. Except for him, who was picked up, the other twenty-nine people went there on their own, so they all had carriages and horses.

The Juren who returned to Lingxian County was anxious to come back because his wife was expecting childbirth at home, so he hitched a ride with him.

At this moment, facing the little face as delicate as a hibiscus, he asked: "Are you still waiting for me to wait until now?"

"I promised to wait for you, so of course I will do it."

Yan Funing handed him a glass of water.

Fu Ciyi took the water glass with his slender jade-like hand and drank it all in one breath: "If I don't come back all night, are you going to wait?"

Yan Funing took back the water glass and put it away, and said honestly: "I will go to sleep in the second half of the night."

Fu Ciyi stood up and pinched his eyebrows: "I'm probably drunk."

After saying that, his body shook again.

Yan Funing hurriedly supported him: "You just knew you were drunk? I could tell from the moment you walked in, your face turned red like this."

The man took her into his arms, and the delicate fragrance of his daughter entered his nose.

"You smell so good."

His head lowered involuntarily, gradually burying into the crook of her neck.

Yan Funing felt the man's cool breath brushing her neck, making her itchy and she instinctively wanted to hide.

But she had to hold on to his tall body for fear that he would fall.

"I've washed it."

Naturally it smells good.

However, the man's face was directly pressed against her neck, his lips brushing against the skin of her neck.

I don't know if it was due to drinking, but his lips were surprisingly hot.

Just this stroke made her whole body tremble.

He froze and pushed him in a panic: "You need to wash up, you smell of alcohol all over your body."

Fu Ciyi clasped her wrist and placed his chin on the top of her hair: "I'm afraid I won't be able to stand firmly, can you help me?"

The voice was low and deep.

Because he spoke on the top of her hair, his voice reached her ears, and it was so deep that it even made her little heart beat.

When she came back to her senses, Yan Funing was shocked: "Ah, can I help you wash it?"

How to wash this?

At home, men wash themselves in the cubicles of the latrine. The half-height wooden door blocked the way, and people stood inside and washed themselves with water.

There are gutters on the floor to drain water out of the house.

The key is that when a man stands behind a wooden door, he has to take off his clothes.

How could she, a woman, help him rush?

inconvenient!

Thinking of Fu Beimo, he said to someone, "Wait a minute."

Helping him sit down on the edge of the bed, he immediately went out and knocked on Fu Beimo's door.

"Beimo, are you asleep?"

Fu Beimo was dozing off when he heard Yan Funing's voice and woke up immediately: "No, I'm not asleep, sister-in-law, I'm awake." "Your brother is back. He's drunk. I'm afraid he fell while taking a shower." After a slight pause, Yan Funing said again, "Can you help?"

"Oh, here we come."

Fu Beimo got out of bed and got dressed.

Not long after, he opened the door and went to the west wing with Yan Funing.

In the room, Fu Ciyi was leaning on the bedpost, squinting.

"Husband, I'll ask Beimo to help you. Let him wash it for you." Yan Fu Ning called him.

Fu Beimo tilted his head and looked at his brother: "Brother, let me wash it for you and make sure it's clean."

His sister-in-law asked him to help his brother, which meant that he was of use.

After that, he yawned, reached out and pulled his brother's arm, and put it on his shoulder.

She actually asked her younger brother to help him take a bath, which made Fu Ciyi's head hurt.

Yan Funing said: "Today there is a wedding banquet at home for the villagers to celebrate your high school graduation. There are a lot of dishes in the kitchen now, and the hot water is also hot. I will go and scoop the water first."

After saying that, he left the house.

Fu Beimo helped his brother to the latrine compartment.

"Brother, please stand still. I'll get some water."

As a warning, he turned around and went to the kitchen to fetch water.

Yan Funing scooped out the hot water and mixed some cold water into it. When she felt that the water temperature was suitable, she asked Bei Mo to leave.

Fu Beimo went back and forth carrying several basins of warm water into the cubicle: "Brother, let me help you undress."

Fu Ciyi held a knife in his eyes and shouted coldly: "Get out."

"Sister-in-law asked me to wash it for you."

"Why don't you get out yet?"

"Okay, I'll get out."

Fu Beimo went back to his room and went to sleep.

If it weren't for his sister-in-law's request, he wouldn't be happy to help his brother wash it.

It's just the right time to ask him to go back.

Half an hour later, Fu Ciyi returned to his room after washing.

At a glance, he saw Yan Funing sitting on the edge of the bed, taking her first breath, probably very sleepy.

Then he stretched out his hand through the crook of her legs, trying to put her on the bed.

Unexpectedly, she opened her eyes and said confusedly: "I'm so sleepy, can you hang up the sheets?"

"Yes." Fu Ciyi nodded, "Do you want me to help you take off your clothes?"

At this moment, he was still leaning forward, with his hand resting on the crook of her leg...

"No need." She answered him.

Under his eyes, she straightened her chest, neatly took off her coat and skirt, put aside his hand, and lay down on the bed.

The next breath, the sound of clear and long breathing came out, and he actually fell asleep.

Fu Ciyi straightened up stiffly.

Just now, the plumpness that suddenly came closer to his eyes suddenly widened in his eyes.

He is really going crazy!
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Early next morning.

Yan Funing woke up and found Fu Ciyi staring at her.

Teach her to panic.

The book says that if the powerful minister is in a good mood and if she served him satisfactorily the night before, he will stay overnight in another courtyard.

When she woke up the next day, she could see such eyes.

Cold and alienated, with a bone-chilling chill in her mouth, as if she was frozen at any time.

She didn't dare to look at him, so she asked him with a sleepy voice, "Why didn't you hang up the sheets?"

Listen, even the sound is completely seductive.

Not to mention that his mind is slightly open now, revealing that dazzling whiteness.

Fu Ciyi lowered his eyes and sat up, his palms itching uncomfortably, he pressed his temples covertly, and said hoarsely: "I was drunk last night, and then I fell asleep directly."

"Oh it's all right."

Yan Funing also sat up and stretched.

He was drunk, so she couldn't blame him.