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Chapter 334 Jealousy

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    It was this later arrangement that allowed Yan Zhui to get news about Yuan Guang yesterday after he started to investigate Yuan Guang's whereabouts.

    He personally led the people to pursue him.

    Yuan Guang is an official of the Ministry of War and Treasury. According to the rules, he should be sent to the Ministry of Punishment for interrogation.

    ¡°But after Yan Zhui took this breath, he didn¡¯t even think about letting him live well tomorrow, so he took him back to the mansion directly.

    This guy was quite tough. He cursed loudly during the execution, and even after his tongue was cut off, he cursed vaguely. He was just dying, and Bi Qing happened to pass by there afterwards.

    To be honest, Yan Zhui considers himself not a good person, but when Bi Qing discovered that scene, his instinctive reaction was to kill him and silence him.

    He didn¡¯t want Fu Minghua to be afraid of him after Bi Qing¡¯s talk with Fu Minghua.

    So, without even thinking about killing Yuan Guang, he chased him out. Because he was delayed for half a quarter of an hour in cleaning up the bloody smell on his body and the blood on his hands, Biqing looked like he hadn't said anything yet when he came over.

    He shouldn't be like this in Fu Minghua's heart. At that moment, Yan Zhui felt a little want to laugh.

    But what kind of person should he be?  The gentle and loving husband in front of her, the King of Qin who is in power above the court, or the butcher who kills people with a ruthless heart?  He himself found this unbelievable.

    "I caught Yuan Guang and used some methods to make him talk."

    Yan Zhui lied righteously. He never thought of keeping Yuan Guang alive in the first place.

    As for who else was complicit in this matter, he didn't care at all. Taiyuan was Feng Shuo's territory, and it was not unusual for the eldest son of Zhongxin County Prince's Palace to have taken refuge with the Rong family.

    He lifted up her skirt halfway. Seeing that she was thinking about something without looking at him, he looked lazily and took a bite of her leg, which was as tender as gelatin.

    Fu Minghua was still thinking about what Yuan said, and was not prepared for what he would do. He was startled and took a breath.

    Yan Zhui's mouth was a bit harsh, and after the bite, he saw red marks on her white jade skin. He stretched out his tongue to lick again, and the sting was mixed with ****, which made her want to hide but didn't dare, so she had to whisper  Call him:

    "Sanlang, Sanlang."

    He moved even softer, his lips and tongue gently sucking the spot he had just bitten, until her whole body was hot. She clenched her palms to resist the unbearable feeling.

    Yan Zhui stood up and lifted up her skirt.

    He tilted his head and studied how to tie the ribbon seriously. After working on it for a long time, he still couldn¡¯t figure it out, so he couldn¡¯t help but say:

    ¡°It¡¯s easy to take off this skirt, but why is it so difficult to put it on?¡±

    Fu Minghua¡¯s face turned even redder, and he was too embarrassed to look at him:

    "Don't say that!"

    She felt like her whole body was getting hot, and she reached out and pushed him: "I'll do it myself."

    Yan Zhui obeyed and was pushed back a step by her, admiring her posture when dressing: "Why tie it up, you will have to do it all over again later."

    Before she could realize what he meant, Yan Zhui put his arm around her waist again and brought her into his arms.

    After dealing with Yuan Guang, he did not go back to the study, but went to another room to wash up.

    Biyun waited on Fu Minghua to wash his hair and confessed for Biqing:

    "Sister Biqing is feeling unwell, so let's go check on her."

    Grandma Jiang can also take some simple pulses and is familiar with some medical theories.

    Fu Minghua nodded, knowing that Biqing was frightened, and said:

    "Let her rest for a few days. If she needs any medicinal materials, just prescribe Kuna."

    Biyun responded.

    When she came out, Yan Zhui had already finished taking a shower, with her wet hair spread out. She picked up the book "Guo Zhengfeng's Divination Technique" that she had been reading before. But as soon as Fu Minghua came out, he threw the book aside and hugged her in.  In his arms, he buried his face in her half-dried hair and asked:

    "Mr. Xue came over yesterday. What did she say to you?"

    Fu Minghua moved in his arms, and his breath became a little unsteady again. She was so frightened that she didn't dare to move anymore. She put her arms around his broad and strong shoulders and said:

    "It's just women's talk."

    He rubbed his face against her hair, obviously dissatisfied with being dismissed by her words, and bit her ear through her hair: "What are you talking about?"

    Yan Zhui originally didn¡¯t care about Princess Danyang.

    He rolled his eyes and blew into her ear:

    "She is Yuan Niang's old friend, right? What did she call you when I met her? Princess," he said, paused, his eyes were wild, and he stretched out his hand to relax.He rubbed her arm and said, "I'd better call my cousin, or" His hand slipped from her arm to her waist, then went around her breasts, moving in bit by bit at an extremely torturous slow speed.  Move up: "Like me, how about calling Yuanniang?"

    Princess Xianrong is the grandmother of Princess Danyang, but she is Yan Zhui¡¯s aunt.

    So Yan Zhui is a generation higher than Princess Danyang, but he is a serious and high-ranking prince, more noble than the princess. Whoever sees him calls him "Prince Qin", how dare Princess Danyang get close to him.

    She grabbed Yan Zhui¡¯s hand, but Yan Zhui was still asking:

    "What do I call you for?"

    "Yuan Niang, call me Yuan Niang."

    Fu Minghua held his hand, feeling a little frightened by him, and there was a hint of begging for mercy in his words.

    Yan Zhui said angrily, as if it was fake but still real:

    "She dares to do this?"

    Fu Minghua said:

    "It's just that we do this in private. It's not like she doesn't know that I married you. How dare she do it in front of everyone?"

    She said this seriously, her earlobes still as red as blood:

    "It just brought up some old things that happened when she almost got engaged to Jun Jihou"

    At this point, she was so smart, but she didn't know that Yan Zhui deliberately took such a big detour just to get her to tell her what they had whispered when they met with Princess Danyang yesterday. She immediately became angry and turned away.  She tied the belt of her clothes that he had opened and didn't want to pay attention to him.

    Yan Zhui smiled and said, "I want to hear any old stories."

    Fu Minghua had no choice but to mention the old story he had with Princess Danyang that day.

    They only talked about the misunderstanding by Princess Danyang back then. The two of them have only talked about it now. Yan Zhui smiled a little contemptuously:

    "It's beyond stupid."

    Having said that, he nuzzled her again like a baby:

    "Why is my Yuanniang so smart? What else did she say?"

    Fu Minghua was a little helpless:

    "Now she has given birth to two daughters. The wife of Duke Wu'an is urging her to have a son. She is also envious of me and says that you don't have Naten."

    Yan Zhui felt something was wrong.

    She spoke calmly, and when she mentioned Naten, there was no hint of sourness in her, and his eyes gradually darkened.

    Because he thought of Concubine Cui.

    "When I was growing up, I saw a lot of fights between my mother-in-law and the Rong family." His eyelids drooped a little, and his long and thick eyelashes blocked the look in his eyes. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was still playing with Fu Minghua's fingers:

    "It's just not to compete for the emperor's favor." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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