Chapter 31
Fu Sulan's face was burning red, and she turned to look at the people beside her.

But Chen Ren was already holding the bowl and chopsticks, his shoulders were shaking, and he couldn't help laughing.

"...Chen Ren!"

Chen Ren couldn't bear it anymore and laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, Su Lan, you still won't go into the kitchen anymore, that's not suitable for you hahaha!"

Fu Sulan was so ashamed that she raised her hand and smashed the chopsticks in her hand.

Chen Ren hurriedly avoided.

"Don't hit people. In fact, it's okay to talk about it. At most, it's not cooked, it's just salty... Puhahaha!"

"Shut up!"

Fu Sulan stood up, raised her powder fist and punched it.

Chen Ren pretended to avoid it, but he didn't even get up from the chair.

Let the embarrassing fist fall on him.

A meal turned into a joke.

But with a bang, the courtyard door was pushed open from the outside.

"It's not good, the young master is not good!"

"This year's list of the top three is out, and the name of the champion is Yang Qiye!"

The chatter in the room stopped immediately.

Chen Ren turned his head to see Fu Sulan's expression.

Seeing her in a trance, with sadness in her eyebrows and eyes, her face was slightly dark.

But still open his mouth to comfort.

"Su Lan, don't think too much, maybe...it's someone with the same name?"

That person can do the thing of selling his wife for money, how can he get the qualification to be the number one scholar?

Fu Sulan shook her head, turned to look at him, and slowly smiled.

"Whether it is or not, it has nothing to do with me."

Chen Ren's eyes widened immediately.

"Really, really? Then, who has anything to do with you?"

Fu Sulan snorted softly.

"It's not you anyway!"

Chen Ren smiled like a fool, and stepped forward to hug him.

In Fu Sulan's exclamation, she said so.

"Su Lan, I'm so happy."

……

On this day, Fu Sulan was at home alone.

Hearing a knock on the door, he hurriedly put down his work and walked over.

"who is it?"

No one answered, and Fu Sulan didn't care, she stretched out her hand and opened the courtyard door.

A familiar face came into view, but it was completely unfamiliar.

In the past, it was a down-and-out but clean and whitish green shirt, but now it was an elegant but ridiculously gorgeous dress.

"... Su Lan."

Come and call.

Fu Sulan shook her hand and wanted to close the courtyard door.

But he didn't want to be pushed against the door by that person's foot. He tried hard for a long time, but he couldn't close it.

Yang Qiye pushed the door and forced his way into the yard.

Looking at the person in front of him, complex expressions appeared on his face.

"Su Lan, I..."

"I don't welcome strangers here."

Fu Sulan interrupted him and said decisively.

Yang Qiye lowered his raised hand powerlessly, lowered his head, his face full of apology.

"I'm sorry Su Lan, I'm sorry for you, but... I really can't help..."

Such an excuse makes the listener feel cold.

"Since you're here."

Fu Sulan closed her eyes.

"I just want to ask you a question, was it an accident when we met for the first time, or did you do it on purpose?"

Yang Qiye was taken aback for a moment, his eyes full of panic.

"I... since, of course it was an accident."

Fu Sulan laughed, but felt that her eyes were wet and tears were about to come out.

I thought it was a match between heaven and earth, a match of marriage, but it turned out that it was just me being naive.

"You go! I don't want to see you."

Yang Qiye looked miserable.

"Su Lan, don't be like this, you trust me, I love you, but...but I can't help it."

"The biggest wish of my parents before they die is that I can take part in the imperial examination and get the first place. I can't let them feel uneasy!"

Fu Sulan raised her hand and pointed to the door.

"Get out! Get out!"

Yang Qiye didn't move.

"Su Lan, you know me. Since I was a child, the only thing I have done is to study. I don't know how to do farm work or other crafts. I don't take the imperial examination...how am I going to live?"

"I just want to change my unfair life and have a better life, so I have to take the imperial examination."

"Su Lan, you understand me, you understand."

Fu Sulan sneered and shook her head.

"The Yang Qiye I knew died as early as the wedding day."

"Let's go... From now on, you will be your new champion, and I will be my champion. You and I have nothing to do with each other!"

The moment the words fell, the misery on Yang Qiye's face gradually changed.

"Su Lan, you can't do this, you should understand me, understand me, not this... this..."

As he spoke, he stepped forward.

"Do you think I did something wrong? No, no, I'm not wrong, what's wrong with me? What's wrong with me!"

Fu Sulan realized that something was wrong, she hurriedly backed away and distanced herself from him.

Yang Qiye is still approaching.

"Seeing that the imperial examination is about to come, and the opportunity to make a fortune is in front of me, but I don't even have the money to go to Beijing. Why does God treat me like this?"

"Fortunately, I met you, Su Lan, the first time I saw you, I knew you could save me, you could help me change everything, but..."

Fu Sulan retreated to the wall, there was no way to retreat, she couldn't help but panic.

Yang Qiye walked over a few steps and grabbed her shoulder.

"But why do you want to sever ties with the Fu family? You have severed ties with the Fu family. What should I do? What do you want me to do?"

"I have to take the imperial examination, I have no choice, so Su Lan, please forgive me, forgive me, okay?"

"I don't mind you living like that with Chen Ren, we are still together, how about Su Lan? Su Lan, you will agree, right? Don't you love me? You don't..."

"Snapped!"

The crisp slap fell, and the courtyard became quiet.

Fu Sulan's eyes turned red with anger.

"Yang Qiye, you scumbag!"

It turned out that she had fallen in love with such a person, and it turned out that she had fallen out with her family because of such a person, ha, how ridiculous.

Yang Qiye raised his hand and touched the corner of his mouth.

Touched blood.

"...Why don't you even agree with me?"

He seemed to be asking Fu Sulan, and he seemed to be asking himself.

Anger welled up on his face, Yang Qiye raised his hand, and slapped Fu Sulan's face.

"How dare you hit me?!"

Fu Sulan was distracted by the slap, and before she could recover, she slapped her again.

"You are my wife, you worshiped me, but in the end... you ended up sleeping in someone else's bed!"

Slaps, fists, and feet fell on her body one after another, and Fu Sulan fell to the corner of the wall.

"Bitch! Bitch! Reject me... I don't mind you anymore, how dare you reject me!"

He retracted his fists and started to fight, reaching out to untie his belt, his eyes full of ferocity.

"I let you refuse, let you refuse..."

"Oh!"

The courtyard door was pushed open from the outside, and Chen Ren strode in.

After seeing the scene in the courtyard clearly, Chen Ren's expression froze, and his eyes immediately turned red.

"Yang Qiye!"

A heavy punch hit Yang Qiye on the back of the head, followed by a series of heavy punches.

"Bastard, how dare you!"

His Su Lan, he couldn't bear to let her lose even one hair, how dare Yang Qiye... use that kind of cruelty!

Chen Ren pressed Yang Qiye, venting his inner anger with all his strength.

However, he failed to find that a dagger was pulled out of the boot by Yang Qiye.

"Chen Ren, little...heart."

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