Hong Yan pretended to be innocent: "But you didn't say you wouldn't let me go."
"I won't let you go! Okay, I'm telling you now, let go of me, you useless..."
She wanted to call him a scoundrel, but looking at Yang Yun, she still saved some face for Hong Yan: "Let go."
"Not until you promise me."
"You have your own feet. I don't care where you go. Let go. Also, don't call my maid, Yang Yun, to get the ginseng. Don't pay attention to him."
Yang Yun looked at this scene so early in the morning. She was really not used to it at first, but she couldn't help but want to laugh. The relationship between the princess and the prince was really unexpected. Yang Yun thought that the princess must be with everyone.
Like the concubine, she is as docile as a little sheep to her man, and the prince must be majestic and majestic.
But it seems that she was wrong.
She was busy going out. No matter what the prince ordered, her master was the princess. Knowing that the princess was embarrassed by her presence, she hurriedly ran out and closed the door for the two of them.
As soon as the door closed, warm lips pressed tightly against hers, and with the force of a strong wind, he kissed her lips hatefully.
She wanted to refuse, but he seemed to have expected it, and moved his big hand from her waist to the back of her head, holding her tight to prevent her from escaping.
The kiss was not long, but Feng Hongluan's lips were red and swollen because of too much force.
Letting go, she stared at him angrily: "What are you doing?"
"Punish you for making me so embarrassed in front of Yang Yun."
"It's none of my business if you embarrass yourself. I want you to beg me."
She retorted, but she wanted to laugh in her heart.
She behaves one way in front of others and another in hindsight. She deliberately pretends to be weak in front of Yang Yun because she knows her temperament and knows that he can't bear to let her make a fool of herself in front of others, so she will eventually comply with his wishes.
As soon as Yang Yun left, her true colors were revealed.
Seeing that although her face was still cold, there was helplessness and smile that could not be hidden in her eyes, he raised his lips proudly.
"I asked Liu'er to pack my baggage."
After saying that, he couldn't help but let go of Feng Hongluan, and called Liu'er in.
He had already known how to defeat her, but now that his plot had succeeded, Feng Hongluan was left gnashing her teeth at him, but there was nothing he could do.
*
Wanting to go back to Feng Mansion was not a sudden decision she made out of anger last night. In fact, when Feng Hongluan heard that Fengcheng had placed He Jixiang in Feng Mansion to recuperate, she wanted to go back.
Bitch He Jixiang is indeed capable. Feng Hongluan met this time to clean up the family.
And she also wondered about one thing. Even if He Jixiang had a miscarriage, he shouldn't be recuperating at his "parent's house". How could he explain it? Maybe He Jixiang had done some little trick that she didn't know about. When she went back, it was
Go and investigate and see how He Jixiang confuses her father and the entire Feng Mansion behind his back.
After everything was packed, the two soft sedans, one behind the other, headed for Feng Mansion.
I haven't been home for a long time, and when I came back this time, I didn't go to the branch meeting in advance. When the doorman saw him coming back, he was very surprised and rushed in to inform him.
After a while, Fengcheng came out with Wuming wearing a mask.
This was the first time that Feng Hongluan looked at Wuming at such a close distance.
He wore half of the mask, revealing his normal face that had not been burned. He looked like a very quiet man with clean eyebrows. When he smiled, his lips formed a crescent shape. If he was not disfigured, he must be handsome.
man.
The mask covering the ugly face glowed with a light silvery gray under the sunlight, and the magnolia pattern carved on it was exquisite and simple.
Complementing his slate-gray robe, the whole person looked low-key and not flashy, exuding an indifferent elegance.
Seeing such a nameless person, it is difficult to associate him with the fierce general who fought bloody battles and made great achievements in battle.
I heard from Hong Yan that his unsung merit lies not only in his strategizing of troops and formations, but more importantly in his martial arts. On the battlefield, he can fight one against a hundred, and his bravery is extraordinary.
There are many things heard about Wu Ming, but these rumors are almost all praise. Also, for being able to repel the Liao army that has been unable to capture it for many years, his contribution deserves everyone's praise.
Wu Ming can now be said to be a great contributor to the Hong Dynasty and a great hero in the hearts of the people.
It is rare that he has gained all the fame and fame, but he is still courteous and courteous in front of Maple City, and he is as loyal and loyal to Maple City as ever.
With this person by Fengcheng's side, Feng Hongluan felt quite at ease. It was better than Luo He, but Feng Hongluan couldn't help but feel worried.
Feng Hongluan came back suddenly, but it was beyond Fengcheng's expectation. He was surprised and happy. He hurriedly stepped forward to support Feng Hongluan, with a look of joy on his face: "Why didn't you say hello in advance? Daddy is ready. Your Majesty,
Please, please, please quickly."
Hong Yan was polite, nodded and smiled: "It was our carelessness and failure to notify in advance that caused the general to be in a hurry."
Feng Hongluan looked back at him. Although the two were still in the quarrel stage, she didn't want her father to see him and worry. She stared at him with a smile on her lips: "Dad, you can make whatever arrangements you want. I'll go home and stay for a while."
, I just want to accompany you and sister Jixiang. By the way, I heard that she is not in good health and is riding tires on the street. Why is Master Yin so careless that he lets her go out on the street alone without a maid to accompany her. "
"Hey..." Fengcheng sighed and took Feng Hongluan's hand, "It's a long story, let's talk about it first. Jixiang is also a miserable person. We shouldn't have arranged this marriage that day."
This is so auspicious and eloquent. He doesn't blame his father for not recognizing right from wrong and bringing home this bitch who harbors evil intentions.
After all, if there were some tears on He Jixiang's face, no one would doubt what she said, even if she said black things were white.
What does it mean to have a kind face and an evil heart? This is what auspiciousness is.
After Fengcheng said that he should go in and say some things that really shouldn't be said at the door, a large group of people entered the lobby.
The maid went down to make tea, and Wuming stood behind Fengcheng. He was already a general of the Wei, but he still regarded himself as a follower. This kind of heart was neither arrogant nor arrogant, but he rarely looked down on fame, wealth, status and power.