"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

An Nuanzhi said sorry several times in succession. She was embarrassed and wanted to bury herself alive!

But after saying that, I was sorry, but I didn't get the other party's response for a long time. An Nuanori couldn't help but look up, and a slightly slutty but familiar face made her stunned for no reason!

Not so handsome and handsome, her eyes are not very big, and her expression is a natural conceited fart, as if the world is calm and gentle, just like the calm and gentle breeze in his applause. This person... is the "man" she met here last time?

An Nuanzhi remembered accidentally rubbing his saliva against the crotch of his robe. His temper was very bad. Unexpectedly, he would have repeated it again. But today, why is he surprisingly friendly? It seems that he has changed a different person?

Feng Yue Huairen looked at the little man in front of her with a surprised expression. She stared at him with a cute and inquiry expression on her face. She was a little shy and a little surprised. Her eyes were so big, like a newly picked amethyst grape, a watery cheek, and a fair and coarse muscle that she didn't know how to describe. She was very real and beautiful, and she had a unique temperament on ordinary women.

"Why do he always stare at me? This person is quite rude..." An Nuanzhi said in her heart, but after all, she was wrong first, and she said sincerely.

"Young Master, do you need to clean your clothes? If they dry, they will feel uncomfortable."

"Of course I have to clean it, otherwise I'll take it off in front of you!" Feng Yuehuairen narrowed his eyes and he leaned closer to her. He smelled a natural, faint and comfortable fragrance of lotus flowers on her body. He couldn't help but think, what kind of fragrant powder was she using?

After speaking, regardless of whether An Nuanzhi would like to do so, his hand was already placed on his waist and pretended to untie his belt. An Nuanzhi was so scared that he hurriedly covered his eyes.

"Ah————You hooligan!" She said as she slid up and down in the air with her other hand, as if she was defending herself.

Feng Yue Huairen pursed her lips and smiled. He couldn't help but get closer to her. He was very tall. At this time, his body was about to touch her cheeks, and his voice became more and more inappropriate.

"Oh? That's wrong with you! You asked me to wash my pants. How can you wash it if I don't take it off? Or do you want to wash it with the shower? Well, you rub your back and wash your pants...I'll do you."

Feng Yue Huairen's words were increasingly strides in the other direction, which made An Nuanzhi's face blush and white. I really didn't know what to say, but she cared about cultivation very much, and she didn't have to be polite to those who were not cultivated!!

"Young Master, did your parents teach you how to speak? Do you know what respecting women means? Actually, I was very sorry just now, but my master's lack of quality attitude made me very angry. I think I don't need it now! Goodbye! No, I won't have to see you next time! I will also treat you as if I met a wandering dog." An Nuanzhi was very angry. She was so angry that she even slid into Chinese and English, and her little face was so angry that she was red. No matter whether Feng Yue Huairen understood it or not!

Turning around, she left without looking back.

Feng Yue Huairen looked at her stubborn and angry back and couldn't help but fall into deep thought. He put his index finger on his lips and tapped him twice, and the expression between his eyebrows became joking little by little.

"It looks like a docile sheep, but I didn't expect it to be a choking little pepper! It's spicy, spicy! But no matter how spicy it is, it won't make you spicy. If you provoke me, the consequences will be very serious and tragic..."

After Feng Yue Huairen said this, a trace of unaware smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Wen Mansion.

"The master is very happy...!" Early in the morning, a small servant ran in from outside the mansion with great excitement.

"What's so panicked? It's not okay to be calm!" Wen An was drinking tea to correct the official documents. Seeing the little servant in such a hurry and panic as if he was driving the corpse, he couldn't help but feel very dissatisfied. He was so impetuous and impetuous that he was like something!

"No, no...no...no...yes...yes...no...no...no...yes...yes...yes...yes...this..." The servant stuttered when he was nervous. Seeing that their master was angry, he couldn't help but stutter even more. The stuttering became even more nervous. The nervousness became even more stuttering. The vicious cycle...

"Forget it, look at you, stupid, change to a smart person, come in!" Wen An stopped writing, thinking that it was time to go to the governance office. If there were more such unsmart servants, wouldn't it be a big deal? It sounded like a short life?

Finally, a clever servant came in, and a grandfather-in-law in his side was followed by a dressed father-in-law. Wen An knew this, who was a celebrity around the emperor, Qian Fuhai and Qian.

"Hello Eunuch Qian, what kind of wind blows you, the noble man..." Wen An stood up to greet him. He noticed that Eunuch Qian was holding an imperial edict in his hand. It seemed that something really happened!

"Congratulations to Mr. Wen, congratulations to Mr. Wen!! The five-edited bamboo slips of "Marketing the World" edited by you received great praise from the emperor. The emperor gave the three snow-feng dragon-pure silks on the tribute of the Suzhou and Hangzhou governors two days ago, and three excellent blood jade Ruyi. This thing is very nourishing..." Mr. Qian said as he showed a covetous expression. His eyes fell on a painting on the wall without blinking. It was Tang Jiuling's painting, a famous landscape painter in Shangyu Kingdom. His paintings are hard to find platinum and a thousand gold coins. He has been coveting this painting for a long time...

"Come here, give me a reward to Mr. Qian." Wen An could see at a glance that Mr. Qian was having a bad idea. He ordered someone to take down the painting and hand it to Qian Fuhai. "Mr. Qian, please accept it. Thank you for coming to Wen's house to pass the imperial edict..."

"How can you be so embarrassed?" Qian Gonggong refused on the surface, but he held the calligraphy and paintings in his hand. It took him a long time to accept it, "It's better to obey your orders than respect."

"A fat fox greedy!" Wen An looked at the back of Mr. Qian and said disdainfully. The image of this person was three points worse in his heart.

However, speaking of this, it is indeed a great joy to be praised by the emperor!

Wen An was not only the Minister of the Zhongzheng period in the court, but also the second-rank Grand Secretary of the Bachelor's Mansion. Wen An was born as the top scholar in the first year and was very talented, but he has made no academic achievements in the past two years, and the position of Grand Secretary is in danger. Now "Shang Lunaring the World" has been appreciated by the emperor, which shows that their masters are being valued and promoted again, and once they prosper, all industries will prosper. The whole Wen Mansion will also ascend to heaven.

"Shang Wen Zhuan" was his full effort. In addition to his years of knowledge accumulation, there is also a secret that no one knows.

In fact, in the compilation of this book, Wen An encountered a big bottleneck. Because he had been out of the bottleneck for half a year, he had no idea. But just the day before his eldest daughter Wen Rao got married, he found some ideas about the compilation of "Shang Lun" from the table in the study, which inspired him. The small words on Juanjuan were obviously from a woman's hand, and this woman was not someone else, but his relative.

Only Wen An knew best in his heart that his well-behaved and cute eldest daughter Wen Rao saw that he was at a loss and helped him. He was really better than his youth. While marveling at Wen Rao's talent, he couldn't help but decide to reward this eldest daughter well.

Just in time, the emperor has given so many precious things...

"Fuzi, now I will send all the things that the emperor rewards to Prince An's mansion to Da, no, it is for the legitimate princess Wen Rao, bring them all with me, and no one is allowed to fall!"

"Yes!" The servant hurriedly went to the execution after hearing this. He thought while walking, "Their masters really love each other. They all say that the water splashed by their married daughters, but their master still holds the big one in his palm, as if they were a big baby in the night pearl."

This incident soon reached Han's ears, and Han almost jumped up in anger. She thought to herself, her daughter Wen Qian had nothing to get, how could she let the good things flow to the dead girl Wen Rao?

"Master, Wen Qian is favored now, Wen Rao is not favored now, let alone Qian'er is about to give birth to her in four months. You should give her more of these things that the emperor rewards. Wen Rao, it's better not to give them! I wonder if King An will ruin her!" Han rolled his eyes and sat on Wen An's chair with a sharp aura. As soon as he opened his mouth, Han became aggressive. She had always acted recklessly in the Wen Mansion.

It turned out that Wen An thought that Han was young and fell seriously ill when she gave birth to Wen Qian, so she turned a blind eye to Han. He gave in and compromised in many things, so naturally he did not restrain Han, but instead gave power to her. But now seeing Han's lawless appearance, he couldn't help but slam the table!

"All nonsense! Your daughter is a daughter, and Wen Rao is not a daughter! Besides, Wen Rao was personally pointed out to King An by the emperor's edict. How could he just say it was abolished? If Rao'er is really meant to be abolished, it should be the emperor's orders himself! How can you, a woman, be too talkative?"

Han was stunned. This was the first time Wen An had lost his temper at her. She was just for the broom star Wen Rao. She couldn't vent her jealousy, but she remembered Wen Rao in her heart.

Wen An saw that Han Shi didn't say anything, thinking that she knew she was wrong, and thought about the relationship between husband and wife, and couldn't help but get angry. "Madam, let's do this. Qian'er now has a body that doesn't apply to blood and jade silk. I will send someone to give her some things to replenish blood and qi. This is also what the Empress Dowager originally gave me, and she has never been willing to use it!"

Although Han was not satisfied, she said kindly on the surface, "I'm thanking Master Qian'er for Qian'er. Qian'er should be happier like this. But there are so many things, and the servants will not be responsible for sending him. Just right, isn't Beichuan good at martial arts? Let Beichuan go to Prince An's Mansion to help deliver these things. He is Rao'er's cousin, and he happened to take this opportunity to meet Rao'er..."

Han said this voice-over, which was actually a vicious plan that made Wen Rao unable to turn over. She thought to herself, "Wen Rao, just wait and see. If you steal my daughter's limelight and reward, I won't let you have a smooth flow!"

"Okay." Wen An did not think deeply about Han's purpose. He agreed immediately, but did not notice that a vicious luster appeared in Han's eyes.

When he returned to the room, Han took out the paper, wrote a small note, and handed it to the maid beside him.

"Lan Duo, give this note to Er and make sure she does it as the above."

"Yes, madam." Lan Duo nodded, put on a black hat, and walked towards the direction of Prince An's mansion under the moonlight...

The moon is no longer bright. At this time, dark clouds are covered with no stars. It is like a sign of a storm. The night is silent, the wind is cold, and the chaos is invisible.
Chapter completed!