Six hundred and ninety seventh chapter six rate reorganization
"A certain person is homeless, would the goddess be willing to take him in for a night?"
After hearing this, Wu Meiniang's beautiful and fair face suddenly turned red. Her bright red cheeks were like the steaming sunset in the summer evening, and she also had a kind of charming charm.
"No...no..."
Wu Meiniang was so embarrassed that she twisted her two little hands together, lowered her head and looked at her toes, her long eyelashes flickered like a small fan, and her bulging chest rose and fell sharply.
Why does this Erlang suddenly think of... that?
Although Your Majesty gave me to you, I am destined to be yours sooner or later, but is this too impatient? Even if you can't marry a matchmaker, you must at least prepare a consummation ceremony, right? You just want to sleep on my bed in such a confused way,
What do you think I am?
Eh?
That’s not right!
Wu Meiniang suddenly remembered that she came with a "mission". Before leaving the palace, Princess Gaoyang had told her to test whether Fang Jun was a "rabbit"...
Isn't this the best opportunity?
Oops, why am I so quick to say no?
Should I change my tune now?
That won’t work either, it’s so embarrassing…
Fang Jun didn't expect Wu Meiniang to refuse so quickly, and suddenly his interest waned, and the impulse that had just emerged disappeared in an instant.
Although in this era, Emperor Jinkou Yuci has destined that Wu Meiniang will be his Fang Jun's person in life and die as his Fang Jun's ghost. She has every right to get whatever she wants, but what's the point of relying on this?
If you want a woman, you have to use your status to coerce you. What a failure...
"Don't want to? Then forget it..."
Fang Jun leaned lazily on the couch, feeling uninterested.
Wu Meiniang's heart skipped a beat, and she took a peek, only to see Fang Jun leaning on the couch without any image, with a dejected look on his face.
Angry?
"No...I'm...that..." Wu Meiniang was shy and anxious, but didn't know how to speak. Her bright apricot eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of mist, as if she were abandoned.
The king is the guide for his subjects, the father is the guide for his son, and the husband is the guide for his wife.
In this era where men are superior to women, it is really wrong for concubines to make their husbands unhappy.
Fang Jun sat up straight and looked at Wu Meiniang.
Wu Meiniang's heart trembled, and her pretty face looked confused.
Such a serious look rarely appears on Fang Jun's face. He must be really angry. What should I do?
Fang Jun looked directly at Wu Meiniang and said with a serious face: "Meiniang, after spending these days together, I think you can also understand X's character. In X's eyes, he will not have any contempt for you because of His Majesty's words. If you are willing
If you stay, I cannot grant you the position of head wife now, but I can guarantee that I will treat you equally, even if I am a concubine, I will never belittle you. If you want to leave, I will find an opportunity to plead with Your Majesty to give you your freedom.
Body. A certain Fang is a handsome man, upright and open-minded, and will never do anything to force a woman!"
Having three wives and four concubines is every man's wish, and Fang Jun is no exception.
Bringing the future Wu Zetian into his house is the supreme achievement of any man...
But Fang Jun is a modern person after all, and his thinking is different from everyone else in this era. If he likes something, he will try his best to fight for it. He can plot and use tricks, but he will never be unreasonable and unreasonable.
own.
Not even if you have a high-sounding excuse.
Wu Meiniang is really panicked. Are you trying to... drive me away?
He voluntarily entered the palace because he couldn't stand his brother's harsh treatment at home. Now if Fang Jun drives him away, can he return to that home?
Being given to ministers like goods by His Majesty, and then abandoned like garbage by Fang Jun, one can almost imagine the face of his brother...
The world is so big, where else can I go?
The most important thing is, does Fang Jun have no thoughts about himself at all, so he can say such heartless words?
Couldn't he see that he didn't have any feelings for him?
During these days at Fang's house, Wu Meiniang gradually got to know Fang Jun.
She is not Princess Gaoyang. Her childhood experience and gifted IQ have taught her not to just look at people's appearance, but to care about a person's heart.
No matter how handsome the appearance is, no matter how clever the speech is, they are just a layer of gold and jade wrapped around the body.
Only a strong heart and an unbreakable backbone can support a woman throughout her life.
Fang Jun is not as handsome as those swingers, but he is by no means ugly; he is not as articulate as others, but he is not clumsy; he is not as gentle as jade as those gentlemen from aristocratic families, but he is more simple and sincere...
He does not have a body as gorgeous as gold and jade, but he has beauty in his chest.
His strong arms are a safe harbor for a woman. Ever since she became sensible, Wu Meiniang has never been as stable and comfortable as she is now in the Fang family.
He was like a scorching sun, gradually melting the coldness in Wu Meiniang's heart...
Wu Meiniang felt a twinge of pain in her heart, her bright red lips turned a little white, and the tears in her beautiful eyes could no longer be held back, and they slid down her fair and tender face like broken pearls, pouring down.
Do you want to express your feelings to him?
The woman's reserve made Wu Meiniang speechless...
In the end, she just stamped her feet, bit her lips and turned around to leave.
Fang Jun was left with a confused look on his face.
What's going on with this girl? We've made it clear enough, you can stay or leave if you want, why are you still crying?
A woman's heart is like a needle in the sea. The smarter and more talented a woman is, the more she can't understand it.
No wonder it is said that "a woman's lack of talent is a virtue". The ancients were honest and did not deceive me...
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The night is already deep.
The raging north wind howled outside the window, and the pine fire was still burning in the fireplace, but it could not dispel the biting chill.
Fang Jun was wrapped in a quilt, curled up into a ball, and lay on the couch shaking.
The temperature is definitely below zero. Fang Jun secretly complained in his heart that he shouldn't have dug the kang during the day. At least it would bring some warmth, so that people wouldn't freeze to death like now. It will take two days for people to sleep on the new kang, and they will do so tonight.
If you die, why don't you freeze yourself into a popsicle tomorrow night?
The Tangbaozi in the bed got cold after a while, and Fang Jun kicked it out of the quilt. After the temperature dropped, this thing not only did not provide warmth, but absorbed heat. He wanted to ask the maid to change to a hot Tangbaozi, but after thinking about it, he couldn't bear it.
live.
Who doesn’t like to sleep under the quilt in the middle of the night? Forget it, just bear with it...
Fang Jun complained endlessly, wondering if the Little Glacier climate had arrived early?
It's impossible to sleep at all...
I tossed and turned, getting colder and colder, so I wanted to get up, get dressed, and sit by the fireplace to warm myself up.
At this time, the door of the room was gently opened from the outside, and a ray of cold wind blew in through the gap in the door.
A snow-white figure floated in lightly...
Fang Jun trembled and shouted: "Who?"
Is there a ghost?
Ever since meeting Li Chunfeng, which evoked in him the idea of "borrowing a corpse to bring back the soul, seizing the body for rebirth", Fang Jun's materialistic beliefs had long been thrown into the Pacific Ocean, and what he feared most was ghosts...
"Mr. Lang, it's me..."
The tone of voice is soft and soft, like a thin silk thread wrapped around the tip of the heart...