Feeling Zhao Jun's gentleness and excuse, Feng Wan was stunned at first, and in a blink of an eye, bitterness surging in her stomach: she had done so much for him in her previous life, and he took it for granted. Why is she so sad and cold now that she is worried?

Pressing down his random thoughts, Feng Wan said gently and quietly: "The husband is so proud of Wan Niang. Wan Niang is just a wife. How can you come up with such a major issue that concerns the future?"

Zhao Jun didn't believe it. He stared at her and his voice became cold, "Wan Niang, are you falling in love with someone?"

He raised his voice and asked in pain: "Did you fall in love with that **?"

What he said was naturally Wei Ziyang.

For some reason, when Feng Wan was a little displeased when she heard Zhao Junzhi say that Wei Ziyang was **, she said coldly: "Husband, do you know what you are talking about?"

He stared at him, Feng Wan's voice lightly, "Be careful that there are ears in the wall."

Her words reminded Zhao Jun that his wife, his wife whom he married, was not qualified to approach her. The fifth prince’s words were there, and perhaps some of the people he left behind were staring at.

Forcedly suppressing the nameless anger that surged from his chest, Zhao Jun stared at Feng Wan with a blue face.

If he had stared at her like this in the past, Feng Wan would have been frightened, and she would have tried every means to calm him down.

But now, she was sitting there quietly, her face looked like jade in the sun and her eyes were like waves. She was obviously just an ordinary and simple carriage, but she seemed to be sitting in the hall. She was holding a celadon cup in her hand, but she seemed to be holding a peony.

Such a demeanor is worse than that of the fifth prince Zhao Jun has ever seen. Unconsciously, Zhao Jun's anger disappeared and his love gradually grew.

He stretched out his hand and suddenly pressed Feng Wan's little hand.

Feng Wan still smiled slightly at his intimate action, and his eyes were not alienated and never intimate. She just looked at him so quiet.

It was like this look, Zhao Jun shouted in his heart. When he first met her, he felt joy because of her look. Look, she was so calm and graceful, as if she was the noble princess, as if he had to work hard to win her eyes on her. This was the wife he was looking for, and this was the wife of his origin, but with his momentum alone, he could defeat all women's wives!

He put his hands together, gently covering her hands tightly.

Looking at her, Zhao Jun said quietly: "Wan Niang, I was a little impulsive just now, don't care."

He apologized to her!

In this case, in absolutely no way, he apologized to her in reverse while she treated her so coldly.

For a moment, Feng Wan felt that she had never recognized this husband.

He pulled his hand back quietly, Feng Wan lowered his eyes, hid all his emotions, and said softly: "The Lord is so polite."

At this time, a sergeant's loud voice came from outside, "Mr. Zhao, you have arrived in He Mansion."

Zhao Jun responded, lifted the curtain and looked forward, looking at the city gate a mile away, and he let out a sigh, "I can finally relax."

The general rode his horse, bowed to Zhao Jun and said, "Mr. Zhao, please leave first."

Zhao Jun returned the favor and smiled and said, "General is so kind. Haha, if the general arrives in the capital in the future, Zhao will be the landlord." There was a smugness in his voice.

The general laughed and said, "When you arrive, you must come and disturb me. "

The soldiers rode their horses and rushed towards the city gate like a whirlwind.

Hefu is a medium-sized city, even bigger than Yuancheng. As soon as the convoy entered, it was blocked by the tide of people and could not move.

Looking ahead, Zhao Jun was happy and sighing, "The inn here is probably not cheap."

This kind of thing was previously managed by Feng Wan. However, this time, all the property was captured by Zhao Jun, and Feng Wan never asked to take over. So it was Zhao Jun's turn to worry about all these food, clothing, housing and transportation.

After saying that, he turned to look at Feng Wan. Seeing that her eyes were still peaceful and gentle, the nameless Yuhuo appeared a little: Does this Wan Niang still regard herself as my wife?

Glazed at her, Zhao Jun suddenly said, "Wan Niang, you have sent Ronger and Feng'er in your room."

His voice was slightly loud, and he was waiting for her to beg him.

Feng Wan turned around in shock.

With his eyes facing each other, Feng Wan lowered his eyes and replied, "Okay!"

She said yes! She actually said yes!

Zhao Jun couldn't believe his ears. Staring at her, he asked suspiciously: "Wan Niang, do you really have no idea?"

Thoughts? What do she have? With Zhao Jun’s ability to manage a family, even if he doesn’t withdraw now, he will also lay off slaves when he goes to the capital. Now that he has been sent, whether it is Ronger or Fenger, he can still return to his own homes.

Feng Wan shook her head and smiled and said, "The husband is too worried, Wan Niang has no idea."

"No?"

"yes."

......

The more Zhao Jun thought about it, the less he felt unbelievable his ears. He glared at Feng Wan for a while, sighed for a while, and said gently: "Wan Niang... Forget it, I heard that Fu'er was sent by your father, so I'll pull her to you to serve the marquis."

Feng Wan lowered her eyes and replied lightly: "Okay." She still follows the good deeds: Do you keep it by your side? It's good. Fate has always had a stubborn trajectory. Even if she refuses now, Fu'er will still use other methods to return to her side. Besides, she really wants to know why Fu'er did that back then, maybe keeping it by her side can help her get rid of the mystery.

Zhao Jun looked at her, sighed for a long time, and said, "Wan Niang, I am your husband. If you have any ideas, don't hide them from them. Alas."

Feng Wan said lightly: "The husband is too worried."

Hearing her answer, Zhao Jun sighed again.

If he couldn't walk like this, Zhao Jun simply called Feng'er and Rong'er.

After explaining his meaning to the two maids, Zhao Jun glanced at Feng Wan and couldn't help but add, "This time I was going to sell you. But thinking about how you took care of your wife and were tired of taking care of her. So let you go home."

He put the two maids' contracts to Feng Wan's palm, pressed them gently, and said softly: "Madam, you can deal with it."

Feng Wan responded lightly, put two body sales deeds into the incense burner, and said, "Go home."

After waiting for a long time, Zhao Jun and the two maids who had not been waiting for the following text only realized that she had finished speaking. They were stunned, and the two maids kowtowed to her twice and retreated in tears.

Looking at their figures, Feng Wan stood up, she walked up to them, lowered her voice and said slowly: "In March, there will be disaster in Yuancheng, and you can stay in the countryside."
Chapter completed!