Chen Yuan scolded Jin'er: "What are you still doing? Sit down and write!"
Jin'er shrank her neck in fright and immediately looked at Qian as if asking for help.
She is Qian's confidant, and Qian treats her well.
Meeting Jin'er's gaze, Qian said: "Writing at night hurts your eyes, so let her write again tomorrow."
Chen Yuan asked back: "You also know that it hurts your eyes? Then you still keep the fifth younger brother and sister until now? You treat the fifth younger brother and sister like this and treat the fifth younger brother coldly. How do you expect me to face them in the future?"
Qian didn't show any remorse and felt that Chen Yuan was just unfounded.
They are the second brothers and sisters-in-law of Chen Feng and Fu Zhao. Why should they be afraid of Chen Feng and Fu Zhao?
Qian said nonchalantly: "In my opinion, it's better to just take over the throne of the Crown Prince..."
Chen Yuan's eyes widened with a hint of panic on his face.
He looked around, but fortunately there was no one else in the room except his confidant.
He scolded him with all his might: "Are these words nonsense? Do you want to kill me?"
Qian pouted in dissatisfaction, "I'm just saying this for your own good. After my eldest brother dies, you will be the eldest son. And you have a rich family as your backer, so what are you afraid of?"
Chen Yuan walked around the room, very angry.
He stopped in front of Mr. Qian and said angrily: "You'd better keep these thoughts in your heart and don't let anyone know, and don't say these words again. I think it's good as it is now, don't
It’s causing trouble for me.”
After being scolded, Chen Yuan felt more and more angry the more he looked at Qian, so he simply went out to his aunt's room.
Mr. Qian snorted and sat down on the chair.
Jin'er was still standing and said cautiously: "Then I don't need to copy, do you?"
Qian raised his eyebrows, "Why not? You write and I will accompany you."
Jin'er had no choice but to grimace, sit down where Fu Zhao was sitting just now, pick up the pen and continue copying.
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Chen Feng lowered his head and asked in a deep voice: "Are you hungry?"
I heard from Si Qi that Fu Zhao hasn't had his dinner yet.
It's almost midnight, and I'm afraid Fu Zhao is already suffering from hunger.
I still have to write under a dim oil lamp, and I’m afraid I don’t even have the strength to hold a brush.
Thinking of this, Chen Feng held Fu Zhao's hand tightly.
Fu Zhao didn't know what Chen Feng was thinking. She raised her little face and smiled mischievously, "Don't worry, I won't go hungry and let myself suffer. I ate a lot of snacks at my second sister-in-law's place."
, I’ve already filled my stomach.”
Fu Zhao had long realized that Qian was deliberately making things difficult for her.
Therefore, when Qian didn't mention dinner, Fu Zhao shamelessly asked for several plates of snacks, which Qian couldn't refuse.
Only by filling her stomach can she cope with Qian's next moves.
As for copying, she didn't pay any attention at all and just wrote randomly.
If Mr. Qian found fault later, she would have a way to deal with it.
Fu Zhao saw the deep worry in Chen Feng's eyes and felt warm in his heart.
It felt really good to be cared about by someone, and Fu Zhao felt that all the fatigue in his body had been swept away.
She held Chen Feng's hand in return and shook it, "I'm fine, but you've been waiting at the gate of the courtyard for so long. What's wrong with you?"
Chen Feng smiled slightly and said in a much gentler tone, "I'm fine."
For those who practice martial arts, standing up is no big deal.
The longer he stood, the angrier Chen Yuan became.
He couldn't teach Qian a lesson himself, so he had to borrow Chen Yuan's hand.
The two returned to the yard, and Chen Feng went to wash up first.
Fu Zhao sat down on the couch, and Si Qi and Liang Sui came over spontaneously, pinched Fu Zhao's shoulders and beat his legs.
Fu Zhao smiled and pushed the two men's hands away, "I'm fine. You two are also tired. Go down and rest first, and let's bring in another maid."
Those two people knew that Fu Zhao was a kind-hearted master and his words were not polite.
But the movements of their hands still did not stop.
Liangsui said distressedly: "No matter how tired we are, we can't be as tired as you. Your eyes must be hurting after writing for so long."
Fu Zhao closed his eyes, which were indeed a little sore.
Liangsui then went to twist a warm handkerchief and put it on Fu Zhao's eyes.
Fu Zhao let out a comfortable breath.
Seeing Fu Zhao's appearance, Liang Sui felt even more distressed.
Although the Fu family is a small family, Fu Zhao has never suffered any injustice in the Fu family.
Liangsui said worriedly: "What if the Second Young Madam tries to make things difficult for you again tomorrow? The prince is not in the yard during the day, who can come to help you?"
Thinking of this, Liangsui became even more worried.
Tonight, they saw with their own eyes how Chen Yuan slapped Qian mercilessly.
Mr. Qian will definitely not let it go after losing so much face.
I'm afraid Qian's attempt to make things difficult for Fu Zhao today is just an appetizer.
Fu Zhao laughed and took off the heatless veil from his face.
She opened her eyes, her eyes were particularly clear, "No, if the second sister-in-law doesn't want to be slapped by the second brother again, she won't make things difficult for me anymore."
Liangsui was stunned for a moment and asked doubtfully: "Will the Second Young Master hit the Second Young Master's wife for you again?"
Fu Zhao shook his head and said softly: "It's not for me, it's for the fifth brother. They have a deep brotherly love. How can the second brother let the second sister-in-law hold him back?"
Liangsui wanted to say something more, but when she saw Chen Feng coming out after washing up, she stopped talking.
Fu Zhao also recovered and went to freshen up.
The two of them stopped talking.
It was almost late at night, everyone had taken a rest, and there was no one else on the streets except patrollers.
Suddenly, a woman's cry came from a small alley.
Ye Xiang fell to the ground. Speaking of preparations, she was thrown to the ground by the people inside.
Ye Xiang sat up with difficulty and cried: "I gave birth to two sons for your family, how could you divorce me just because you said you were divorced? I have not committed the crime of seven outings, why did you divorce me?"
When the man came out of the house, he stood at the door and refused to move forward, as if one more look at Ye Xiang would make him so sick that he would vomit out his dinner.
The man shook the divorce note in his hand and said ruthlessly: "Here is the divorce note. You can take it and leave. I don't want to tell you anything else."
Ye Xiang burst into tears. She took a few steps on her knees and wanted to ask more questions.
The man had lost his patience and took a step back, preparing to close the door.
Ye Xiang was unwilling to give in. She jumped up with all her strength, stretched out her hand to hold the door, and cried and begged: "Please let me see the child!"
But the man opened Ye Xiang's hand without mercy and said disgustedly: "The children are already asleep. If you do this again, I will make you never see the children for the rest of your life! Let me tell you the truth, are you here?"
Has the nobleman been offended in the Hou Mansion?"
Ye Xiang felt cold and looked at the man blankly.
The man said: "That noble lady sent someone to tell me that if you continue to stay at home, she will make it impossible for our family to survive!"
