Fang Zheng came out of the Imperial Study Room dejectedly. Fang Zheng sighed heavily. This time he really stole the chicken but lost the rice. The one million taels of silver sent by the prince had already been in the emperor's heart. If he had known it, he would not have been clever.
, telling the emperor directly about this may leave him with a good impression of being upright, which is much better than being kicked out by him in despair...
He looked up at the sky and saw that it was almost time to turn on the lamp. Fang Zheng hesitated for a while and ordered a carriage to take him to the courtyard of Huapailou. He hadn't seen Yan Ran for many days and missed her strangely. She suffered a setback from the emperor today, so Fang Zheng
The eldest young master wants to find some comfort in the presence of his woman.
Yanran is playing the piano, and a burner of incense is burning in front of the desk. The clear smoke rises, and Yanran's unworldly face is reflected in the hazy sky. Together with the wonderful piano music flowing out from under her slender fingers, the whole picture is as beautiful as
The fairy was playing music for the Emperor of Heaven in the flowing clouds and sunset, which was holy and solemn. Even an ordinary person like Fang Zheng, who knew nothing about music theory, was dumbfounded by the sight.
"So beautiful!" Fang Zheng couldn't help but admire in his heart. Even though he had been intimate with Yanran, Fang Zheng couldn't help but be fascinated by her again and again.
"I wonder what kind of beautiful scene it will be when she plays the flute?" Young Master Fang couldn't help but think about it. As for what kind of musical instrument or organ the "flute" in his mind was, only he knew clearly.
After finishing the song, Fang Zheng stepped in from the door, applauded vigorously and said, "Yanran, your piano skills have improved again."
As we all know, this is just a polite word. Young Master Fang can't even hear any of the music Yan Ran talks about, so how can he evaluate the progress of her piano skills?
When Yan Ran saw Fang Zheng, she laughed happily, stood up and went to greet him, saying happily: "Husband, you are here? I...I am so worried about you..."
As she spoke, Yan Ran's tears fell down, one drop at a time, one line at a time, and they couldn't stop anymore.
Fang Zheng was heartbroken. He stepped forward and hugged Yanran's shoulders and said softly: "It's my fault for making you worry. Don't worry, husband, I will never go to jail again. Even if I have to, let's go in and sit together."
…”
Yan Ran said angrily: "You are heartless! You have just been released from the prison and you are still talking nonsense..."
As she spoke, Yanran groped Fang Zheng's body up and down. Fang Zheng was very surprised. Huh? Why is Yanran so proactive today? It seems that the young master I gave her is too little.
"Hey, don't be so impatient. Master, I haven't eaten yet. Let's be gentle after eating..." Fang Zheng said uneasily.
Yan Ran was stunned, and then her pretty face flushed with embarrassment: "Husband, what are you talking about? I'm really not ashamed! I just want to see if my husband has been bullied by the prison boss in prison..."
Fang Zheng heard this and hurriedly swore to the sky: "Don't worry, Yanran, I am loyal to you, young master. Even if I am in the sky prison, young master, I will protect my juju without any stain on it."
…”
Yanran blinked her beautiful eyes and asked in confusion: "What is a 'juhua'?"
Fang Zheng smiled lewdly and said: "Juhua is a very beautiful flower that blooms in a mysterious place. Hehe, I will tell you in detail later, young master..."
Although Yanran didn't understand what juhua meant, she was a mature girl. Seeing Fang Zheng's lewd smile, she guessed that the so-called juhua was definitely not a good thing. She blushed and spat at him lightly: "Sit down."
Even after being imprisoned once, why is your temper still so unruly?"
Fang Zheng hugged Yanran's slender waist and rubbed it gently. He put his mouth to Yanran's ear and asked, "Have you missed me these days?"
Yanran lowered her head and hummed softly. Then she shook her head and said, "I'm even more worried about you. Since your husband went to jail, I haven't had a good night's sleep. My identity makes it inconvenient to go...
Go to your house... I had no choice but to go to Prince Fu's Mansion alone to ask for help. Those few days were just heartbreaking for me day and night..." Yanran said, her eyes red again, and she looked like she was about to cry.
Fang Zheng was moved in his heart and gently stroked Yanran's back to comfort her: "Didn't your husband come back safely? Hey, don't cry. Don't worry, I will never go to jail again. I will stay with you."
, not going anywhere. You play the piano, you read, you paint, and I will accompany you all the time. Until we both become old men and old women, and our grandchildren have married, we will still be as loving as we are now..."
Yan Ran was finally coaxed into laughing at Young Master Fang's loving words, and she snorted: "Fuck you, if I get older, will you still like me as much as you do now?".
Fang Zheng swore: "Of course I will! My love for you is beyond words. Apart from the fact that the number of people may be a little larger, the degree of favoring you will only be more than now, not less than now!"
Yanran wondered: "What does it mean to have more people?"
Fang Zheng laughed dryly and said: "Hey, you know, husband, I am a man of love. When I see those women who are suffering, I can't help but want to love them. From now on, we will all be good sisters, so don't be jealous."
Yanran's expression darkened, and then she smiled faintly and said: "Husband, Yanran's body is like duckweed. She treats you as heaven and relies on you. Whatever you say, Yanran will follow you."
Fang Zheng saw that Yanran was a little unhappy and hurriedly coaxed: "Yanran, although you will have a few more sisters in the future, my heart is with you. Anyone who knows me knows that my favorite is my Yanran.
, so beautiful..."
After making Yan Ran happy with some disgusting words, the maid Ju'er came over to announce that it was time for dinner.
This time, Young Master Fang did not dare to compete with Yan Ran in drinking capacity. After a few drinks in a very polite manner, he stopped drinking.
After dinner, Fang Zheng listened to Yan Ran's music again like a duck listening to thunder. Regardless of whether he understood it or not, Fang Zheng closed his eyes and seemed intoxicated until...until he really fell asleep.
Yanran pressed the guqin with her slender hands, looking helplessly at Young Master Fang who was snoring softly. She smiled faintly, stretched out her hand and pinched Fang Zheng's nose, and said vaguely with love and resentment: "My enemy, you are so harmful.
I’m not shallow…”
Just as she was about to ask someone to lift Fang Zheng to the bed, she suddenly found Fang Zheng looking at her with his eyes open and a smile on his face.
Yanran was surprised and said: "You didn't sleep?"
Fang Zheng chuckled lewdly and said, "There's a sexy show waiting for me down there, how could I possibly fall asleep?"
After saying this, without waiting for Yan Ran to react, he picked her up and walked to the bed, saying: "Little beauty, you will obey me today. Let's work harder and have a baby next year, and another baby the year after that."
, one child will be born again, and the children and grandchildren will be inexhaustible..."
Yan Ran was so anxious that she whispered: "Husband, husband, please wait..."
Fang Zheng ignored her and put Yanran directly on the bed. Then he flashed his body and blew out the red candle very quickly, then quickly took off his clothes and got into bed.
Yanran was still calling out urgently: "Husband, husband..."
Fang Zheng smiled and said: "I didn't expect you to be more anxious than me. My husband is here..."
Yanran said anxiously: "No..."
Fang Zheng didn't wait for Yanran to finish speaking and started to work on his own.
In the darkness, under the warm quilt, there was a rustling sound.
After a long time, Fang Zheng raised his head, sweating profusely, and said in shock: "No? You don't do this to fool people!"
Yanran finally smiled in the darkness, and the other party said solemnly: "This is what I have been wanting to tell you just now. Who told you to be so... anxious." Yanran smiled again.
Fang Zheng stared at Yanran sadly and angrily: "Really or not? Don't be kidding!"
Yanran pouted and said, "Of course it's true. You think I don't want to... but Tiangui has arrived, and there's nothing I can do about it."
Fang Zheng's eyes widened and he remained silent for a long time.
Seeing this, Yan Ran couldn't bear to say: "How about... I ask Ju'er to come in and serve you? Although that girl is a bit young, she is still good-looking..."
Ju'er? Fang Zheng shook his head vigorously. That girl was only twelve years old. If she was cross-dressed, would Fang Zheng still be considered a human being?
When Yan Ran saw Fang Zheng's refusal, she couldn't help but wonder: "Husband, Ju'er is my personal maid, so she will be yours sooner or later... Why don't you want her, husband?"
Fang Zheng sighed: "Ju'er... oh, it's too small. It's better to put it in a basin first, feed it more, and keep it for a few years before eating..." That girl once caused herself to fall off the roof, Fang Zheng
I saw that she had a mental disorder.
Yan Ran smiled and said: "I didn't expect that my husband is still a compassionate person... Husband, are you feeling uncomfortable? How about... I can help my husband in other ways..."
The pink warm curtain was put down, and in the darkness only Fang Zheng's comfortable humming and Yanran's vague humming could be heard...
"Ah... Yanran, this kind of scene is really not suitable for children... Oh——"
"Uh-huh……"
The sunshine in the summer morning was a bit dazzling. Fang Zheng got out of bed with Yanran's service. After washing, Fang Zheng looked elegantly at Yanran's painting.
The last stroke was lightly outlined, and she smiled sweetly and said: "Husband, how good are you at painting my body?"
Fang Zheng nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, very good! Yanran, your painting skills are much better than your flute skills."
Yanran blinked her beautiful eyes and said doubtfully: "I don't know how to blow."
Fang Zheng chuckled and said: "Yanran, it's not good to be too modest. You played well last night..."
Yanran thought about it carefully and finally understood what this dirty guy was talking about. She blushed and pinched him gently: "You... you are always so immoral! I want you to review my paintings.
, where did you go?"
"Painting? What painting? Oh, you're talking about this." Fang Zheng touched his chin and admired it for a while, then said deeply: "What a painting! A masterpiece that is rare to see in the ages! If you can draw a few more small fishes in the water,
This painting is even more perfect.”
"Why draw little fishes?" Yanran felt that Fang Dacaizi's words were very profound.
"How can a duck swim happily if it doesn't eat fish?" Fang Dacai said like an expert, pointing to a pair of intimate birds on the drawing paper.
Yanran stared at it, then stamped her feet angrily: "Husband!... What I painted on my body is a mandarin duck!"
"Ah? Mandarin ducks...well, mandarin ducks, they also want to eat fish..."
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