Princess Gaoyang felt that something was wrong. After all, wasn't she showing off her husband? Although Fang Jun was good enough, Princess Gaoyang did regard Fang Jun as the perfect husband in her heart, but Si Zi was not interested in Fang Jun.
The dependence is too heavy, and if it becomes more dependent, it will turn into admiration, and then in the future...
Who knows if admiration will turn into love again?
Princess Gaoyang wanted to kill this potential change in Princess Jinyang, but now although she tried her best to belittle Fang Jun and make Fang Jun's image in Sizi's mind plummet, the effect was not only unsatisfactory, but even the opposite.
Now when it comes to making money…
Who can make more money than Fang Jun?
It would be better to say that the poetry is better than Fang Jun's, which is more convincing. After all, poetry, poetry, and poetry are different things, and it is difficult to have a unified rule to measure them. Even if it is a masterpiece that has been passed down through the ages, some people will still sneer at it.
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But wealth is quantified. How much you have is what you have. Whether you accept it or not, there is nothing false about it...
"Can I cook better than my brother-in-law?" Princess Jinyang asked repeatedly.
"This must exist, but..." Princess Gaoyang couldn't continue.
There must be someone who cooks better than Fang Jun. The royal chef in the palace is definitely better than Fang Jun in terms of pure cooking skills, but will the father marry his son to a cook?
How can it be……
Among the children of aristocratic families, there are many people who do not distinguish between grains and body parts, but when it comes to cooking...
I'm afraid the fire won't start.
"Can you be more senior than your brother-in-law?" Princess Jinyang chased after her.
Princess Gaoyang was a little annoyed: "Are you still finished?"
How could he be older than Fang Junguan?
It’s not that there aren’t people older than Fang Junguan, but those who can climb to the third-rank official position must be over forty years old. How old are they from the second-rank official? There are only a few people in the court who have higher official positions than Fang Jun. Father, Emperor
How could it be possible to marry Sizi to those old guys?
"So, Sister Seventeen, you are simply lying. There is clearly no better man than my brother-in-law!" Princess Jinyang pouted, a little dissatisfied.
Princess Gao Yang said to her heart, "Isn't that just to comfort you?"
You still take it seriously...
There is only one Fang Er in the world, so he is naturally the best. How could there be a better man? But no matter how good Fang Jun is, he is my sister’s man...
Your sister’s man belongs to your sister. If your sister doesn’t give it to you, you can’t snatch it away…
Princess Gaoyang touched her forehead with her hand, looking helpless.
Dead Fang Jun, stinky Fang Jun, black-faced guy, why are you so good when you have nothing to do? Now it’s okay, if Si Zi has a secret love for Fang Jun, it will be a big trouble in the future.
At this time, she was worried that Sizi was attracted by Fang Jun's excellence, but she had forgotten that if Fang Jun's excellence hadn't attracted her, she would have left Fang Jun aside long ago and made love to a handsome monk.
Chasing the passionate and beautiful love...
Princess Jinyang clenched her little fists, her beautiful eyes sparkled, and said, "So, when I grow up, I will marry a husband like my brother-in-law!"
Princess Gao Yang stroked her forehead and sighed helplessly.
For the first time, I felt that having a husband who is too good is also a worry. No one is blind, and everyone likes good men. They are so popular!
No, Fang Jun was confused with Princess Changle before, and now Sizi admires Fang Jun so much that even his own sisters are so jealous that they can't help but take action...
How can this be a good thing?
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There was also a fire bed in the study. Fang Jun came here after his concubines had changed his clothes.
Princess Jinyang is the princess of the Tang Dynasty, she is the king, and Fang Jun is his minister. Although he must follow the rules at home, with Princess Jinyang around, he can only give up the main room and go to the study to stay...
Wu Meiniang made hot tea at the side, holding the tea bowl with her bare hands, and put it at Fang Jun's hand.
She was originally accompanying Princess Jinyang, and Princess Hengshan was admiring a peony that was about to bloom in the flower room. When she heard that Fang Jun had returned home, Princess Jinyang didn't wait for a moment and hurriedly asked the maid to push the wheelchair back to the main room.
Princess Hengshan was so attracted to the beauty of peonies that she lingered and refused to leave. Wu Meiniang had no choice but to ask her maid to put Princess Hengshan in a safe place before returning.
Princess Hengshan is not as stable and dignified as Princess Jinyang. She is the most naughty and mischievous. If she goes crazy, there will be nothing but accidents...
Fang Jun had just changed the medicine on his hip, so he couldn't lie down. His shoulders and lower abdomen were all injured, so he couldn't lie down, so he could only lie sideways and rest his head on Wu Meiniang's plump and slender legs.
I was still able to hike in the barren mountains outside the city, but when I returned home, my whole body was tingling and my limbs were weak. I felt very uncomfortable even if I moved even a little bit. It was really strange...
Wu Meiniang stroked the injury on her shoulder blade and said distressedly: "How can Mr. Lang be so impulsive? You are not a lonely wanderer in the city. What if something happens to you? What will you do to the head of the family and your wife? What will you do to your highness and concubine?"
What should we do with our bodies? What should we do with the children in our wombs? From now on, no matter what happens, we must always remember safety first. No matter how big an official you become or how much merit you achieve, it will never compare to your peace and health. Even if you are punished for it.
Your Majesty punishes me, and I am willing to follow my husband to eat chaffy vegetables and live in the world..."
Fang Jun felt warm in his heart. He squeezed her elastic thighs that felt smooth even through her clothes, and said with a smile: "As a husband, I just obey my wife's orders. If I do it again in the future, I will be punished as I please."
"Who wants to deal with you?" Wu Meiniang blushed. The woman who had been pregnant for many days was squeezed so hard that she had no choice but to hold down the mischievous big hand and caressed Fang Jun's thin cheek with her other hand, affectionately
Looking into Fang Jun's eyes, he said softly: "My father passed away early. Does Mr. Wang know what kind of life I and my sisters lived at home? Children without a father are the most miserable. That kind of suffering is hard for me."
I don’t want my children to have to feel it. So, even if it’s for our children, I have to take care of myself, so that my wife will be safe and live a long life.”
Fang Jun held Wu Meiniang's delicate white palm with his backhand and said solemnly: "I remember, Mei Niang, don't worry, Fang Jun will always put his family as the most important thing in his heart throughout his life, no matter what the official title, no matter how far away he is.
How can I compare with half a hair of my relatives at home?"
No one who has traveled through time understands the importance of family affection more.
In fact, Fang Jun was a man who was content with being a little rich and was just getting by. He had no obsession with becoming a saint or becoming a saint forever. The reason why he was so busy making inventions, building fleets, and committing murder and arson all over the world was just because he happened to be in the right situation.
The time traveler also has a responsibility. The national sentiment from later generations prevents him from ignoring the fact that this nation prospered and declined according to its original trajectory, and fell into the abyss of history step by step.
Why should I sit on the sidelines when I can obviously try to do something?
That would make him feel uneasy...
Wu Meiniang was overjoyed, could that woman stand such love words?
Not to mention that the man in front of me is an outstanding genius of the world, and his literary talent and martial arts are among the best in the world...
Uncontrollably, she bent her slender waist slightly, lowered her head, and put on her pink lips.
Fragrant jade liquid, secretly vomiting cloves.
After a long time, Wu Meiniang panted and pushed Fang Jun's head away, opened her big hands that were deep under her clothes and kneaded the plump fruit, and said angrily: "Don't make trouble, okay? No..."
Not only she, a pregnant woman who was pregnant with Liujia, couldn't do it, but Fang Jun couldn't do it either...
This guy has scars all over his body and back, how can he be so dishonest?
Fang Jun looked shy, stretched out his hand again, and said with a smile: "Of course I know it's not possible, but why don't you exercise? What are you afraid of?"
"Pah!" Wu Meiniang opened her big hand again and glared: "It doesn't work even if you touch it. It feels so uncomfortable. It's fine just like this."
Emperor Wu showed his power, how could Fang Jun dare to disobey?
He could only curl his lips and pretend to be disdainful: "If you don't want to touch me, I won't touch you. Don't ask me for anything in the future!"
Wu Meiniang snorted: "I don't ask for my body, who cares about it..."
"Na na na, is this what you said? Okay, I will remember it. If Wu Mei Niang doesn't care about you, why don't others care about you? To tell you the truth, my second roommate is standing at the gate right now. Who should I shout three times?
Are you willing to sleep with me? Do you believe that a big girl and a young wife can line up from the door of our house to the Zhuque Gate?"
Fang Jun was very unhappy and retorted with his eyes wide open.
Wu Meiniang smiled and bent over, panting and pinching Fang Jun's cheek lovingly, and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, our Fang Erlang is unparalleled in his handsomeness, unrestrained and suave..."
"That's enough! Now, believe it or not, someone will fall out?"
Fang Jun is most annoyed by people who say he is handsome or something. It is an obvious lie. Although he is the kind of sunny and pretty boy, this type is not popular these days. Women all like that kind of handsome boy...