On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Mr. Jia was placed in the small courtyard in front of Yan Ruyu's courtyard.

Wen Haizhe followed the dancer in and introduced politely: "Master Jia, please come in. How does this courtyard look?"

Mr. Jia's eyes glanced lightly: "Well, it's okay, it's elegant."

Wen Haizhe smiled meaningfully, and put his hand under the bed. He didn't know where to press it, and the original wooden bed flipped down and rose up to a jade-covered bed.

"Look, this is made of a whole piece of jade. If you and the beauty help each other on the jade bed, their muscles and bones will be really..."

He laughed for a while but didn't say anything else.

Mr. Jia lowered his eyes, his fine eyelashes covering his eyes with disgust, and coughed a few times.

"Papa" Wen Haizhe clapped his hands: "Yun Niang's dance is so good. Mr. Jia, why don't you appreciate it? If you like it..."

Mr. Jia raised his eyes, still covering his mouth and nose with the handkerchief: "Some can cut off love, and some can't. I don't have a habit of stealing people's love."

Wen Haizhe clapped his hands and laughed: "Okay, that's well said. I like him! He doesn't win people's love. No wonder Master Jia is popular wherever he goes."

The musicians entered the courtyard without entering the house, and started playing in the courtyard.

Wen Haizhe ordered people to serve wine, and the dancer also came off the stage to dance. The dance was graceful and really beautiful.

But Mr. Jia's thoughts were not on the dancing girl.

……

Huo Changrong came out of his parents' residence and frowned when he heard the sound of silk and bamboo: "Where did the music come from?"

The guard at the door whispered: "It's the eldest son, leading guests in the front yard."

Huo Changrong was unhappy, but he didn't dare to show it on his face.

Wen Haizhe is Wen Qingzhe's biological son. Although he is not a very good person, his father must be devoted to his son. Therefore, Huo Changrong is very tolerant of Wen Haizhe.

"What guests did the eldest master bring?"

"There's Miss Yun from the Dance Band, and there are two others that I don't know."

Huo Changrong sneered in his heart: She was just a dancer, but Wen Haizhe wanted to hold her up to the sky and make her known to almost everyone in Sucheng.

Huo Changrong sneered at Wen Haizhe, thinking that he just knew how to reincarnate and had a good father.

Huo Changrong ignored it, as long as Wen Haizhe didn't ruin his good deeds.

Just as he was about to enter the small courtyard, someone came to report that Yan Song had arrived.

Yan Song was just a decoration, and Huo Changrong used him as a shield.

Welcoming Yan Song out, he arranged a yard as he pleased, and asked people to prepare some food and drink, and then it was dismissed.

Hurrying to the door of the courtyard where Yan Ruyu lived, Huo Changrong turned around and ordered the boy: "Go and ask the master to come over. Just do what I taught you before."

"Yes."

This boy was his, brought here from the palace, he was smart and loyal, and he felt reassured.

He quickly walked into the courtyard and stood on the steps to listen to the goings on inside: "Auntie? Changxu?"

No one answered.

Huo Changrong was secretly excited. He opened the curtain and entered the room, and saw a few people sleeping at the table.

The eldest lady, Huo Changxu, Huo Changheng, and Yan Ruyu are all there.

He stepped forward quickly, his breathing a little rapid due to excitement, and he didn't notice the faint sweet fragrance in the air at all.

"Yan Ruyu, Yan Ruyu, even if you are a bit smart, you will eventually fall into my hands and pave the way for my promotion."

Yan Ruyu rested her head on the table, her skin looking even more flawless and lovely in the dim candlelight.

He had an evil thought and couldn't help but reach out and want to caress Yan Ruyu's face.

Just when her fingers were about to touch Yan Ruyu's skin, Yan Ruyu suddenly opened her eyes.

Huo Changrong was completely unexpected. He was startled, retracted his hand, and subconsciously took a step back.

"you……"

Yan Ruyu straightened up: "What about me?"

Huo Changrong didn't say anything yet, his eyes were a little blurred, and he secretly screamed that something was wrong, but it was too late to do anything.

Yan Ruyu whispered: "Okay, everyone, wake up."

The eldest lady couldn't hold it back for a long time. She stood up suddenly and beat Huo Changrong a few times: "The conscienceless thing actually came up with this idea, bah! What a piece of shit!"

Huo Changxu also punched him several times, leaving two black eyes.

"Everyone, don't rush to fight. Listen to me." Yan Ruyu quickly glanced outside, "We don't have much time, so let's carry him to the wall."

Several people worked together to bring Huo Changrong to the wall.

Yan Ruyu asked them to wait, then climbed onto the wall and carried Huo Changrong to the next yard.

"wait for me a bit."

The mother and son waited anxiously, not knowing what Yan Ruyu was planning to do. There were people guarding the door, so they did not dare to make a loud noise.

Waiting and waiting, the waiting time is always very long. Finally, Yan Ruyu came back and brought back another thing.

"Take it!"

Catching it here, Yan Ruyu got off the wall without letting them see what it was. She picked up Huo Changheng and asked, "Heng'er, are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

"Okay, then climb over the wall, go to the yard over there, and wait with mother."

Yan Ruyu helped the mother and son climb over the wall, then came back alone and brought the things they had just brought into the house.

The outer sheet was removed, revealing a woman.

It was Huo Yunran.

Yan Ruyu scattered her hair, took off her outer clothes, and put some incense in the incense burner in the room.

At this time, footsteps could be heard outside, and someone had already stepped onto the steps.

"Stay back!" Wen Qingzhuo ordered the boy, "Just tell Third Yiniang that I will rest somewhere else."

"Yes."

The waiter also thoughtfully helped close the door and turned to leave.

Wen Qingzhuo opened the curtain and entered the inner room. From the corner of his eye, he saw that the window seemed to be moving slightly - it was probably the wind.

He didn't take it to heart either.

Go to the bedside and look at the woman lying on the bed. Not to mention how beautiful she is, but she is more youthful and mature, which is the unique flavor of a young woman.

Wen Qingzhuo stroked the girl's cheek with his fingers, narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression slowly relaxed.

He is most obsessed with this youthful smell.

The aroma was lingering in the incense burner, and he chuckled. Huo Changrong really knew the rules and lit the incense so early. However, the taste of this incense was different from what he usually used.

It doesn't matter, it can be regarded as Huo Changrong's filial piety.

……

Yan Ruyu returned to the yard next door, and the eldest lady came up quickly: "Ruyu, are you okay?"

"It's okay," Yan Ruyu glanced at the Sanfang couple who were fascinated by her, "You guys rest here, I have to go out again."

The eldest lady's face turned pale, and she felt like she was walking on the edge of a knife: "You still want to go out? But there is no danger..."

"Don't worry, mother, you are all here, I won't let danger happen," Yan Ruyu picked up the third master, "I'll be back as soon as I go."

Huo Changxu marveled: Sister-in-law is really strong.

Yan Ruyu took out the monkey face mask, put it on, and carried the third master over the wall.

Just now she heard Wen Qingzhuo instructing the servant to say, "Tell Third Aunt to rest somewhere else." She was guessing that this Third Aunt was most likely having a fight with Wen Qingzhuo.

The force was a little too strong, so Wen Qingzhuo was a little unhappy. The words were meant to hit her, but enough was enough. He was not the only woman.

Yan Ruyu sneered secretly: Then I will let you lose this woman tonight.

When I walked outside and was about to check the direction, I suddenly found that the music in the yard in front had stopped.

She was wary and turned her head to look over there.

The music was originally endless, the dancer was dancing so sweetly that she was dripping with sweat, Wen Haizhe was mesmerized by it, and Mr. Jia was bored to death.

Simply, without stopping, he threw a pill into the wine bottle and asked Wen Haizhe to drink a few drinks.

Wen Haizhe finally got drunk.

After sending away the musicians and knocking out the dancer, Mr. Jia still covered his mouth and nose with his handkerchief, but he was no longer sick at all.

"What the hell, it smells so bad!"