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Fu Minghua asked Yan Zhui if he knew why Emperor Jia'an had not expressed his stance for so long, but Yan Zhui said:
"You beg me."
He put down his chopsticks and raised the corners of his mouth.
Fu Minghua was stunned for a moment. He put his hands between his legs and smiled coaxingly.
She took off the veil, slowly pressed her lips, and said tentatively: "Please?"
Yan Zhui just smiled but said nothing.
She said again: "Please."
This time the tone was softer, but Yan Zhui still sat still.
She hesitated for a moment, stood up, and called softly: "Sanlang"
Yan Zhui¡¯s expression did not change, but his pupils shrank slightly. When she saw it, she knew it was useful.
She endured her shyness, sat on Yan Zhui's lap, hooked his neck to make him lower his head, and kissed him with her red lips.
The heartbeat was so loud, it seemed like it was about to jump into my throat.
Yan Zhui let her move, and she rubbed her lips against his twice, feeling really shy.
Emperor Jia'an will not kill all the Changle Marquis Mansion. The worst result is just to lose his official position and title as Fu Minghua and Fu Marquis suggested early in the morning.
Just as she was about to let go of her hand, Yan Zhui grabbed her waist tightly and kissed her firmly before letting go of her panting body.
"Keep begging me!" As soon as he got the benefit, he returned to his calm and self-possessed appearance.
Fu Minghua¡¯s lips were slightly swollen from being sucked by him. He calmed down and said, ¡°Sanlang, please, Sanlang.¡±
His Adam's apple rolled unconsciously twice, and he rubbed her waist again: "It's almost over, it's pretty much what you thought."
Having said this, he asked again: "Yuan Niang, why is Fu Qibin here today?"
Fu Minghua sat on his lap, a pair of jade feet dangling under his skirt. After hearing what he said, he just lowered his head and said nothing.
"Do you want me to beg you too?"
She was still panting, Yan Zhui asked with a smile, and seeing that her face turned redder, he lowered his head and leaned into her ear:
"Yuan Niang, my wife, my sweetheart, please tell me."
This cold and arrogant man, like a hundred steels, turned into a soft hand, entangled in her heart with every sound.
At this time, he was no longer proud. He lowered his head and said words as intoxicating as fine wine. Fu Minghua was naturally no match for him.
Winter is cold and the nights are long, but the good nights are short.
When she woke up in the morning, there was a charming spring feeling in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.
She lost the bet between her and Yan Zhui. As for what kind of bet Yan Zhui wanted, he didn't say yet. He only said that he would think about it in the future.
On November 13th, Emperor Jia'an agreed to his request to resign on the grounds that Fu Houfu was old and had to take care of his old age. He cut off half of the city and transferred it to Changlehou Mansion for two generations, and passed it down to Fu Qixian. When he is dead, this title should end.
He also believed that the temperature in Luoyang was not enough for Fu Houye to take a good rest, and ordered him to return to the Fu clan.
Mr. Fu was born in a poor countryside. Although he built an ancestral hall in his hometown and made the Fu family's old house magnificent after he became famous, he certainly couldn't compare with the prosperity of Luoyang.
In that bitter cold place, upon hearing this, Mr. Fu hurriedly wanted to enter the palace to see the emperor.
It was just that I knelt for a long time and finally met Emperor Jia'an, but was hurriedly scolded back.
??Later Yan Zhui told her that he cried about the old Marquis Fu, and that now his granddaughter married Yan Zhui, and begged the emperor to take back his fate, but Emperor Jia'an reprimanded him.
"It is said that his character, talents and knowledge are not enough to take up the post of Taifu. He was originally promoted to the first-class minister because of his father's contribution back then.
"Now that Rong Sanniang ate his grapefruit and killed two people, it was a serious attempt to kill the royal heirs, and it was right to kill the entire Fu family.
Emperor Jia'an reprimanded at that time: "It's just for the sake of the old marquis who died young that I showed extra mercy and spared your life without any further investigation. What else are you dissatisfied with?"
Mr. Fu Hou immediately turned pale and was speechless.
Although he wanted to retire and return to his hometown, Emperor Jia'an did not order him to leave before the end of the year.
The day before Fu Mingxia¡¯s wedding, the Fu family sent someone to deliver a note and asked her to go back early the next day.
After being reprimanded by Emperor Jia'an, Mr. Fu obviously had no intention of giving up.
Fu Minghua returned to Changlehou Mansion in the morning. Because she was coming back today, the mansion was quite popular.
As soon as her carriage entered the Marquis Mansion, she saw the person sent by Marquis Fu to pick her up.I have been standing in the ground for a long time.
The plaque on the main door of the study room where Mr. Fu is located reads "Wealthy Changchun", which seems really ironic at this time.
Hearing the mother-in-law's voice inside, Mr. Fu hurriedly walked out of the main house.
The weather was gloomy today. He was so anxious when he rushed out that one of his shoes fell off.
Behind him, Fu Qixian and Fu Qibin followed him closely, fearing that something might happen to him.
There is a rockery of trees in the corridor, with some snow piled on it, bending the branches and leaves.
In the ice and snow, Mr. Fu seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw. As soon as he saw Fu Minghua, he hurriedly said: "Yuan Niang, save me."
Fu Minghua then smiled.
How should she tell Mr. Fu that it was too late?
"You talk to the prince and ask him to beg for mercy"
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His lips were turning black from the cold, but he couldn't care less about it at this time. Mr. Fu's heart felt colder than his body. He said something hastily. When Fu Minghua didn't reply, he became a little angry:
"You and the prince are newly married, so you should be able to plead with him, right?"
The smile on Fu Minghua's face gradually faded, and his expression became a little stern.
"Grandpa, sometimes taking the wrong approach is not always useful." There was solemnity in her eyes, which made Mr. Fu dare not look at her, and turned his face away: "Don't teach me a lesson."
He waved his hand impatiently, obviously not wanting to bring up the past again.
"Instead of taking the main road, you are looking for a creek path. You think it is convenient, but haven't you suffered enough?" Fu Minghua's voice gradually became louder. Everyone likes glory and wealth. It is normal for Mr. Fu to want to move to the next level, but He shouldn't be ignorant.
Does he not know how much he weighs?
Refusing to climb up step by step calmly, I want to find shortcuts.
Seeing that she was angry, Mr. Fu did not dare to say anything more, but he was a little aggrieved in his heart.
Entering the room, the servants served tea, and several people sat down one by one. Mr. Fu's cheek muscles twitched slightly: "Is there any other way now?"
"Yes." Fu Minghua nodded. Seeing Mr. Fu's eyes light up, he interrupted his fantasy: "If you resign and return to your hometown, the emperor will definitely mention your father."
After hearing this, several members of the Fu family had very different feelings.
It¡¯s just that at this point, there is no other way. No matter how unwilling Mr. Fu is, there is nothing he can do. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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