Renzi Scroll, Section 219: The mandarin ducks fly through the window
The relationship between Yuanyang and Hongyu is not as close as that with Ping'er, so they did not live in the same room, but chose to live across the wall.
The room was warm. I went to bed and took out the jacket I had embroidered for my eldest sister and embroidered a few stitches. Then I felt tired. I walked around a lot during the day, which was very tiring and tiring. It had been like this for the past few days. Yuanyang took off his clothes and got in.
Fell asleep under the covers.
In a daze, I heard footsteps in the yard, but they were very light, but Yuanyang didn't pay attention.
The Feng Mansion's defense is much tighter than that of the Rongguo Mansion, but the 12 or 20 guards who work in three shifts are all very powerful, and they can also fly over walls, guarding people from all walks of life.
It also shows the difference between the Feng family and the Jia family, whose idle martial arts are declining day by day.
The door next door creaked. Yuanyang was already a little confused and about to fall asleep. This sound made her wake up a little.
Hongyu lives next door, why can't you go out at this time?
After listening carefully, there was no sound in the yard. Yuanyang was too lazy to get up, so he stayed on the bed for a while. He didn't see any sound, so he thought he heard wrongly, so he turned over and fell asleep again.
In a daze, there seemed to be some noise next door, like someone talking, and it was a man. But after listening carefully, it seemed that it was gone again, which made Yuanyang think that he was hallucinating.
These few tossings made Yuanyang's sleepiness dissipate a lot, and there was no sound from the next door, so Yuanyang lay on the bed and thought about something.
At this time, the Jia family has been raided for more than half a month, and it is seen that it is the end of the year in a few days. In previous years, the house would have started to prepare various New Year goods and other New Year matters at this time, but this year...
After coming to the Feng family for a while, although his thoughts have not turned here yet, Yuanyang also knows that even if he can come out to the Jia family in the future, it will be difficult for him to go back. This is his final destination.
After being in the Feng family for so long, I still have a lot of feelings. The Feng family is much simpler and more refreshing than the tedious stacked bed frame houses like the Jia family. Unlike the Jia family, the branches and vines are so entangled that you don't know what you will touch at the slightest movement.
There is only one central person here, Uncle Feng, but Uncle Feng is not in the mansion at all. He is too busy with the official affairs of Shuntian Mansion and the court, so he doesn't care about the affairs of the mansion at all, and basically lets go.
Logically speaking, it should be the wife and aunts, that is, Uncle Feng's mother and aunts.
She had also heard that the wife had a careless temperament and was intolerant of such mundane affairs. Most of the people in charge were her aunt, the little Duan. Only after she came here did she realize that the situation in the Feng family was really different.
Since Uncle Feng got married, Xiao Duan has gradually divided the affairs of the house into four. The affairs of the eldest house and the second house have been handed over, leaving only the third house. Miss Lin is still in charge of it temporarily.
As soon as Miss Lin comes through the door, she has to hand it over, and then only the so-called master's affairs are left.
At this time, Yuanyang realized that this was Feng Ziying's suggestion. Because he was also the third bedroom, many farm shops and money businesses of the second bedroom of the eldest son were separated from the third bedroom. Now that he has married a wife, he should return it to the second bedroom of the eldest son.
The third room should be General Shenwu, that is, the master's room, but Feng Ziying also suggested that it is best to settle accounts between father and son. It turns out that the business of the master is listed separately, and uncle Feng borrows chickens to lay eggs.
The business was divided into separate areas, and each one managed its own business.
Yuanyang also heard that Feng Ziying intended to let him come over to take care of his own business first, while the third bedroom was still managed by his concubine, and would be handed over to Miss Lin after Miss Lin got married.
The situation in the Feng family is really weird, and Uncle Feng's thoughts are really unpredictable.
While I was thinking about it randomly, I heard that there seemed to be some noises next door that had been quiet for a long time, and it was also a man's voice. Is it Uncle Feng?!
Who else but Feng Ziying.
At this time, Feng Ziying had already got on the kang and got into the warm quilt. Hongyu, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately pressed her body up and hugged the man.
As soon as the energetic body was pressed up, Feng Ziying's hands were all smooth and smooth. A little candlelight flickered like a bean, shining on the face looking up at her, which was particularly charming and full of love. Her charming eyes were like silk, her lips were like fire, and her breath was
Hey, you can vaguely see the undulating ravines and double pills along the bellyband.
"Master, I miss you." Hongyu raised her head and murmured.
Feng Ziying also felt a little emotional.
After he took possession of her, he only had fun with her once, then sent her to Wang Xifeng, and then she never came back. This was undoubtedly cruel for a young girl who had just entered Hong Kong with her lover.
, now that the Jia family has collapsed and her parents have been imprisoned, for such a girl who has lost her sense of security, perhaps she is her only support.
"I miss you too." Feng Ziying felt a little ashamed when she said this. How often had she thought of her in the past six months? I'm afraid it was just that she was also thought of when she thought of Wang Xifeng. She really didn't think of her specifically, right?
Coming here tonight, I do feel a little guilty, and I also want to taste the feeling of a little goodbye rather than a wedding after not seeing each other for a long time, so as to comfort this helper who is actually helping me look after and even monitor Wang Xifeng.
Although Feng Ziying felt that Wang Xifeng should not have other thoughts now, Feng Ziying knew that Wang Xifeng was too greedy. Once she settled down and felt that the situation was stable, something might happen again, and Ping'er was submissive to Wang Xifeng.
It's too much. Sometimes a weak ear may not be able to stop Wang Xifeng, so you have to have someone beside you to keep an eye on you and make some trouble at the same time.
Thousands of words are not enough for one action, so Feng Ziying didn't say much. She slid down, raised her hand to pick up Hongyu's pink cheek, and kissed her.
Hongyu, who had been waiting for Ganlin for a long time, was pleasantly surprised. After a while, Feng Ziying took off her bellyband and underwear and threw them out of bed.
Accompanied by a girl's guttural voice that trembled to the bone and the man's extremely satisfied breath, the bedding began to twist and deform under the candlelight, and the sounds of gasping, slapping, etc. filled the ears...
Yuanyang didn't know why she got up and put on her clothes and went out. She knew that the man in the next room could only be Feng Ziying, but she was still a little bit hesitant.
Just like this, she put on her clothes and shoes and went out. The cold outside made her shiver subconsciously. She crept to the window next door. Through the gap in the window lattice, Yuanyang saw the thrilling scene.
I saw the two jade feet on stilts exposed outside the quilt, moaning and shouting like intoxication, but they didn't care at all...
Yuanyang didn't know why she returned to her room in a daze and lay on the bed. The demonic sound from the next door was still going on, and it didn't help to cover her ears tightly with the quilt.
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Feng Ziying actually heard the footsteps outside the window. He had practiced martial arts for many years and had practiced a few moves with the guards around him. Even though he could not be as high as Sanjie You or the guards, he could be approached by ordinary people like Yuanyang, especially when
Even in the middle of the night, it still couldn't be hidden from his ears.
But at the critical moment, he was not distracted, not to mention it was not a bad thing to let Yuanyang "understand" for a while. Let her mentality adapt, and she would inevitably suffer this fate in the future.
Hongyu's tense body finally softened, and she wrapped herself around Feng Ziying like a white snake. Her face was flushed with satisfaction, and her silly smile made Feng Ziying couldn't help but rub her face.
"Master, you are going to kill this slave..." After a long while, Hongyu said tiredly: "I'm not afraid that the mandarin ducks next door will hear me."
"If you hear it, then you will hear it. Do you think Yuanyang really doesn't know that your body has been broken a long time ago?" Feng Ziying said innocently: "Yuanyang is such a smart woman, how can you hide the things in your house from her?
"
Hongyu was startled and sat up subconsciously. Her mutton-fat jade-like upper body was dazzling under the candlelight, with just a few bruises mixed in. It was obviously Feng Ziying's work.
"What about the second grandma and the master...?" Hongyu asked nervously. It didn't matter that she was broken and Yuanyang knew about it. Who could say anything wrong if Uncle Feng took her in, even her own parents?
Even if she knew, she wouldn't say anything, but the second mistress' side was different.
Feng Ziying pondered for a moment, and then slowly said: "I'm afraid she knows a little bit, but she may know that I have an affair with Sister Feng. As for Sister Feng's pregnancy and childbirth, I guess she can guess a little bit.
"
Before Ping'er left, he told Feng Ziying about this matter, saying that Yuanyang had spied on him several times and made many insinuations. Feng Ziying had long understood in her heart that Wang Xifeng first moved out of Rongguo Mansion, then became unwell, and finally simply used Jiangnan to
Hiding away in the name of traveling will definitely arouse people's suspicion.
How could a divorced woman, who just moved out, think of traveling to the south of the Yangtze River? This is obviously unreasonable. Even if Wang Xifeng is acting alone, it is also a bit suspicious.
Fortunately, as long as this kind of thing is caught with real evidence, everyone can only mutter in their hearts. Feng Ziying guesses that it is not just a mandarin duck, but I am afraid that people like Jia Mu and Wang may not be suspicious.
It's just that under the current circumstances, they don't have much thought to care about a woman who has no relationship with the Jia family in name. They may even have thought deep down in their hearts that a divorced woman like Wang Xifeng would get involved in the family.
Having such a backer is not a bad thing, otherwise how would Wang Xifeng live for most of her life?
"Then what should we do?" Hongyu was shocked and at a loss. If Yuanyang knew about it, how would the second mistress be able to return to the capital in the future, and how would she face these people?
"What should we do?" Feng Ziying said nonchalantly: "She is also one of my people, so what can she do if she knows about it? Is it possible that she can still talk about it? Maybe she will try her best to cover it up for me."
