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

Yan Funing was still feeling unstable, so she asked Caiyu to cut several small clothes. After knowing how to deal with the shoulder straps, she was ready to go back to her room and sew them herself.

Caiyu said: "Miss, let me sew it for you."

"No, I want to be quiet and find something to do."

If she can do what she dreams about in reality, how should she deal with this situation?
It's really a mess with no solution.

Caiyu nodded: "Okay, I'll cook."

"Ah."

The master and the servant left the wing, one returned to the main courtyard, and the other went to the kitchen.

In order to avoid embarrassment, Yan Funing deliberately avoided Fu Ciyi.

But living under the same roof, we really can't see each other when we look up.

When I went out for dinner, I met him.

After eating and returning to the room, the two of them walked in tandem even if they didn't talk.

She deliberately slowed down her pace, trying to get farther away from him, but he stopped instead.

The tall and tall figure turned sideways, obviously waiting for her.

Yan Funing finally asked in a low voice: "Do you have something to tell me?"

"I opened the birthday gift last night. I liked it very much."

A smile appeared in the corner of Fu Ciyi's eyes, and his usually noble and elegant posture was actually a little more romantic and freehand.

The birthday gift I unpacked last night...

What is it?
Yan Funing's face instantly turned red.

He grabbed his sleeve and pulled him towards the main courtyard.

He felt that his voice would be heard even if he stood in the small courtyard, so he directly pulled him into the outhouse.

Fu Ciyi was confused, and saw Xiao Nizi looking up and staring at him, her fierce look on her face coming out again.

"You, you, you took off my clothes last night and looked at my body?"

No wonder her clothes were tight early in the morning.

This gangster is a scumbag!
If she knew kung fu, she would beat him severely.

Seeing that the girl was so embarrassed and angry, and looking like she was about to cry, Fu Ciyi reached out to touch the top of her hair, but she dodged it.

He had no choice but to take back his frozen palm and said in a low voice: "Who do you think I am? You agreed to my kissing there. I didn't touch or look at the other areas."

Yes, I didn’t watch it!

Suddenly he came to his senses and looked at her calmly: "Yan Funing, you don't think the birthday gift I opened is you, do you?"

The coat was indeed tight, he reminded her this morning, just because he didn't want her to get strangled.

Yan Funing blushed, lowered her head and remained silent.

"I really didn't take off your little clothes last night. Your clothes were loose and your shoulders were exposed and..."

The skin of the heart.

He kissed her.

"If you feel aggrieved, you can vent your anger however you want." He leaned slightly, lowered his head, and looked at hers, "Okay?"

The cold tone was surprisingly warm at the moment.

Just like the ice melting in the cold winter, it gradually feels like a spring breeze.

Yan Funing slowly raised her head, her autumn-like eyes reflecting the man's cold and extraordinary face.

"I don't feel wronged."

Jiaojiao's soft tone contained a sonorous and firm meaning.

Fu Ciyi was startled when he heard this, and stood up straight, his eyes still staring at her: "Are you really not wronged?"

Yan Funing nodded and responded softly.

She knew very well that it would be easy for him to kiss her mouth with his strength.

But he didn't.

What's more, she touched him and kissed him first. She is not an unreasonable person, and she has no grievances or grievances.

Mainly, I'm still afraid of him deep down.

This fear was not caused by reading, but seemed to be engraved in my bones.

What puzzled her even more was that dreaming about the plot in the book seemed to happen more frequently recently.

She said she was not wronged, and Fu Ciyi felt indescribable joy lingering in his heart.

"I really like the ink stick inkstone you gave me."

With a smile in his cold eyes, he gently took her hand and pulled her into the study.

The beautiful hand points to the inkstone and ink stick on the desk.

Yan Funing saw it at a glance: "It looks good on the desk." Fu Ciyi opened the brocade box and carefully put the inkstone inkstone inside, as if it were a treasure.

She was surprised: "Why did you put it back?"

"I can't bear to use it."

Yan Funing laughed at him: "How can you be reluctant to let go?"

He said frankly: "I really like this thing, so I don't want to use it."

In the past, he used many kinds of ink stick inkstones and saw more. But the one in front of me is really hard to bear to use.

Not only did the styling win his heart, the main thing was——

Sent by her.

After chatting about this topic, both of them fell silent suddenly.

Yan Funing returned to the bedroom, while Fu Ciyi was reading in the study.

Late at night, while washing up.

The two met unexpectedly in the clean room.

At this time, Fu Ciyi had just finished washing and was wearing pajamas and pajamas.

Yan Funing saw that the red mark on his Adam's apple had not disappeared, and suggested softly: "Do you want to cover the mark on your Adam's apple with powder? If so, I will help you powder it tomorrow morning."

"Everyone in my family knows that I have traces on my Adam's apple, but suddenly there are no traces. Doesn't it make it even more suspicious?"

"Yes, you go to bed early."

"You too, I'll go back to the study first."

At night, it rains.

As soon as the autumn rain falls, the weather becomes cooler.

When Yan Funing woke up early in the morning, she felt cold.

Thinking it was due to the drop in temperature on a rainy day, I didn't think much and went straight to the restaurant.

Unexpectedly, I had my menstrual period in the morning, so I hurriedly returned home.

Fu Ciyi, who was studying in the study, saw her coming back. Not long after, Caiyu came in with a bowl of something.

Then he paced to the bedroom.

Seeing that what Caiyu brought was brown sugar water, he understood and walked out without saying a word.

He came back less than two-quarters of an hour later, carrying two bags of groceries in his hand, and went straight to the bedroom.

At this moment, Yan Funing is sewing a small garment.

Seeing him coming in again without making any noise, I was about to ask if anything was wrong, when I saw him opening two packages.

It is a golden oblate soup pottery, and another is a hand warmer with hollow carvings.

All new.

"I just bought it." Fu Ciyi pointed to Mrs. Tang, "You will need it these days and nights." Then he pointed to the hand warmer, "When the weather gets cold, you can warm your hands."

"Thank you!"

Yan Funing smiled and thanked her, and quietly hid the small garment she had just been sewing under the quilt.

Fu Ciyi saw it and understood what it was. He pretended not to see it, but the tips of his ears turned red.

"You're welcome. I want to discuss something with you."

He sat down at the table, not near the bed.

"What's the matter?"

Yan Funing stood up and looked at the two objects.

"You will come with me to Beijing to take the exam after the new year."

Although he knew that Long Chi'an was interested in her, he just wanted her to be by his side.

Yan Funing was puzzled: "Didn't we already agree that everyone would go to Beijing?"

"I mean just you and me, at most bring Caiyu and Xinheng."

"Aren't Mom, Bei Mo and the others going?"

"It's still unclear whether Chunwei can go to high school." Fu Ciyi explained quietly, "There is no need for so many people to go to the capital together."

Even though my mother is blind and has amnesia, she definitely doesn’t want to meet that person again.

But he is different, he has to take revenge.

Yan Funing said softly: "I originally wanted to go to Beijing to find a famous doctor to treat my mother's eyes."

Fu Ciyi didn't say much, and just said: "After the Spring Festival, it may be more convenient to find a famous doctor."

"That's true." She thought for a moment and said, "Mom can't see you. Even if you go to the capital, she can only stay in your room before your spring." (End of Chapter)