The prince of buns

Qi Mu'an got goosebumps all over his body from her anger, so he subconsciously pushed away her hand and rolled up his sleeves.

Let's not show disgust on his face, anyway, he was ashamed of Luomei, but he didn't have the heart to care about her hurt little heart, this kind of rebellious boy who was placed by his side, but he had to serve two masters with one life, no It would be nice to stomp her to death.

So without raising his eyelids, he strode out, "Fenxiang, let me have a look."

Fen Xiang is clever, because she is not the first personal servant girl, and Qi Mu'an was a fool in the past, so she refuses to stand out. Anyway, she can go out and reunite with her family after a few years of ignorance, but these two days It seems that this domineering uncle seems to have opened up his mind. If he wants to fight casually like before and say a few nice flattering words to dismiss him, I'm afraid it won't work.

Mental pondering returns to pondering, I dare not follow in a daze under my feet, I have already followed suit.

After leaving the room, Qi Mu'an stopped and asked her, "Tell me how that Mr. Jian is in the shortest and fastest way."

Fen Xiang wished that his mind could turn like a hot wheel, so he didn't dare to delay and said: "Young Master Jian was born handsome, he can lead soldiers in battle, he has military merits, and people in Beijing call him the Immortal Young Marshal."

Qi Mu'an's cheeks twitched slightly, isn't that the dragon and phoenix among people?Such a person willing to commit himself is already a legend through the ages, how could it be that their family suffers?

So I asked again, "The other person has a disability? Or... a serious disease?"

Fen Xiang's eyes widened in disbelief, "Of course there is no such thing. I've heard of how many noble ladies from high families fell in love with him just because they saw him once."

After thinking for a moment, he lowered his throat and added, "Our second lady is one of them."

Ok.

My wife is a heartthrob who sees everyone and loves flowers...

No wonder Songxian can stay in trouble like that, she hates herself for taking her sweetheart away!Haha, happy!

But the girl Fen Xiang actually took the initiative to reveal all this information to herself. Is this a deliberate surrender or a deliberate temptation?It's better to simply make the words clear, and don't have to cover up the long nights and dreams.

Qi Mu'an murmured mentally, walked two steps, then paused and said seriously: "Fenxiang, I think you are a smart person, today I asked you a question, and you answered it, and I will not ask any more questions in the future, and you It can’t be changed anymore, can you hear me clearly?”

Fen Xiang saw that he suddenly showed such a serious expression, how could he dare to joke, so he hurriedly restrained his face and stood still.

"Let me ask you, me and Luomei, who do you listen to?"

"The uncle is the master, Luomei is the servant, and the servants obey the uncle."

"Very well, then me and the master, who do you listen to?"

"The slaves belong to the master, and the slaves obey the master."

"The last sentence, my wife and I, who do you listen to?"

Fen Xiang choked on this last sentence.

As for Luomei, it was completely different from one level, so she answered clearly and resoundingly.Besides, the master, the master never cared about internal affairs, she was a maid, and it was impossible for the old man to think of what to order her to do, so she could answer it, but this last sentence, asked the wife...

The wife is the hostess of the family, in charge of the life and death of every servant girl in the family!

The uncle always listens to his wife in everything, why do you ask this question today?In the past two days, Luomei had several meals in the cold, could it be related to this?

Although Luomei is with the uncle, but she is the wife's confidant, and even the monthly money is still paid in the wife's room, everyone knows this.

Fen Xiang was thinking quickly in his mind, it seemed that it was impossible to try to please both sides, he had to come up with an idea immediately.

I am sure that the uncle may offend his wife in the future, but looking at the sharp little eyes of the uncle, if he still wants to half-heartedly, I am afraid there will be no future.

Therefore, he bit his lower lip and articulated his heart and said clearly: "The servant belongs to the master, and the servant obeys the master."

Qi Mu'an smiled with satisfaction, and even patted her on the shoulder affectionately, "Good girl, don't worry, I won't let you go up the mountain of knives and down the frying pan, and you will have meat to eat with me, that's all right!"

Although these words sounded a bit nondescript to Fen Xiang's ears, she was still convinced by her master's sincere and sinister smile.

At this time, Qi Mu'an, who was in a good mood, didn't know that under the window of the small study in the opposite corridor, someone regarded his act of courteous corporal to subdue people's hearts as a frivolous and lustful act that would not let go of grass beside the nest.

Even his own servant girl is doing his own thing, this guy can't do anything nasty, his father actually forced him to come over and visit him, what's there to do, why didn't someone beat him to death with a brick?

It's really a disaster for thousands of years!

Jian Yunchen squinted his eyes and looked at that bastard in the yard with disdain, and soon lost his patience, so he casually walked to the bookshelf to find a book for entertainment. He thought this guy could hide some good books, but they were all lewd. It was nothing more than a vulgar script of poetry and music, but he did not expect to find a few collections of poems by masters, as well as a copy of calligraphy by famous masters that he had been looking for for a long time.

He couldn't help holding it in his hand and flipping through it repeatedly, but he couldn't help mocking Qi Muan in his heart that he didn't know a lot of Chinese characters, yet he still wanted to be arty and blind to these good things in vain.

When Qi Mu'an stepped into the door, he happened to see this man with his head lowered, concentrating on flipping through the ancient books in his hand. Although he already knew that he was good-looking, he was still shocked by the real person he saw. What's going on...

What kind of gentleman is there, who cuts like weeds, cuts like a grinder, who is handsome, who has a face like a crown and eyes like lacquer, who has a long body, plump and handsome, and what kind of good words and sentences are there, Even if all the piles are piled up on him, it can be said that it is not too much at all!

He thought that he was already a handsome young man, but he was quite complacent about it, but if he wanted to stand in front of this surnamed Jane, he might really have answered a vulgar old saying - he is not worthy to carry shoes for others.

Although Jian Yunchen is only 17 years old, he has practiced martial arts since he was a child and grew up in the army. He is much more alert than ordinary people. Naturally, he can hear the footsteps of someone walking in, so he closed the book and looked up. , but saw a nympho face drooling.

He couldn't help but sneered, "Why, I heard that you fell your head, wouldn't it make people stupid too?"

Of course, Qi Mu'an could hear the dissatisfaction in his tone, and also realized that he had lost his composure just now, so he smiled generously as if he was trying to make up for it, "It's almost better, please take a trip, if you are interested, please sit down."

These words were very measured but not too enthusiastic, which made Jian Yunchen slightly taken aback, when did this guy start talking and acting in such an orderly manner?

The astonishment that flashed across his eyes did not escape Qi Muan's eyes. The so-called slender gentleman is so good. It would be a lie to say that such a good-looking man is not at all indifferent. Naturally, he subconsciously wanted to leave him with a good impression.

Besides, the queen's mediator, although not as powerful as the emperor's decree referring to the marriage, but as long as the two families are not fools, it is impossible to regret the marriage, right?

Since they are destined to spend a lifetime together, it is better to be comfortable and respectful to each other than to be indifferent.

Qi Mu'an is a person who is sometimes mean-spirited, but in fact he is really a good person who can do anything.

I was praising myself in my heart, when I heard Jian Yunchen greet the door, "Come in."

Turning his head and looking outside, he saw a beautiful boy of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with red lips, white eyebrows and charming eyes, came in.

If it is said that Jian Yunchen is so handsome and heroic that one can't help but feel envious, then the beauty of this young man is that kind of delicate, coquettish and fragile posture. If Qi Mu'an wants to talk cheap again, he is a little bitch.

As soon as the young man came in, he went straight to Qi Mu'an and knelt down, "I salute Uncle Qi, from now on, I will serve you carefully and let you be told."

After speaking, she raised her head and looked at him pitifully, her fair and tender face could almost pinch water.

Qi Mu'an was stunned, and raised his head to look at his fiancee, "What do you mean?"

Jian Yunchen played with the teacup in his hand slowly, a playful look flashed in his eyes.

"Recently, my father often chatters with me. In the future, when I enter the Qi family, I will regard my husband as the key link and you as the sky. I thought to myself that since you are so unhappy at home, why don't you send a good one to serve you and call you?" You don’t need to go outside to mess around, do you?”

The implication is, no matter how ridiculous you are at home, you can do whatever you want, don't go out and even bring me to follow you to shame!

drink!

Qi Mu'an finally understood now, he was mocking himself for fighting for an actor outside and broke his head!Emma, ​​this is not a visit to a sick person, it is clearly a questioning by a teacher.

I couldn't help but pull Mrs. Ruan out again and hated a few big holes. She did a good job in rehabilitating the aftermath. Indeed, no one dared to talk about it in the streets and alleys, but the news went directly to Jane's house!

Therefore, I had to think a little bit, "Come in with incense, take this young master out for tea, and tell him to go back with Mr. Jian later."

"Eh."

Sandwiched between the weird aura of the two masters, Fen Xiang didn't dare to talk too much, and he didn't dare to lift his head, so he pulled the boy's arm to please take him away.

Seeing Qi Mu'an's refusal to ask for someone, Jian Yunchen was not unhappy, anyway, he just wanted to slap him in the face to vent his anger.

Qi Mu'an looked at his handsome face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and sighed in his heart, walked up to him and refilled him with hot tea himself.

"Since you can find out everything, didn't you hear that I wake up from this dream and don't remember anything?"

Jian Yunchen almost laughed, "It doesn't matter if you remember or not? The so-called world is easy to change, and nature is hard to change."

In fact, what he wants to say more in his heart is that dogs can't get rid of eating shit, but the education he received since childhood and his own self-cultivation don't allow him to say it so bluntly.

How could Qi Mu'an not understand what he meant? Thinking about his god-like character and his own behavior in the past, if he wanted to make people marry willingly, it would be a dream come true.

Therefore, in line with the principle of peaceful coexistence and peace, he still explained to him patiently.

"Young Master Jian, you and I are going to get married in two more months. At that time, we will live together day and night under the same roof. Don't you want to live with peace of mind? I, Qi Mu'an, swear to the sky in front of you today that I will respect you in the future." Respect you, don’t sleep in flowers, sleep in willows, and spend the day in a muddle, how do you think?”

This question stopped Jian Yunchen.

Although he fought a lot of tough battles outside with his father, and he never blinked his eyelids when defending against enemies and seizing people's heads, but he has never experienced love affairs, and he has never even talked to others frankly. To be honest, there has never been one.

He has learned to hold a sword since he could walk, practice martial arts with his eyes open every day before dawn, and practice martial arts after reading, and then study again, practicing from cock crowing to ghost crowing every day.

When he was eight years old, he was selected into the palace to accompany the eldest prince to study. At the age of 13, he joined the army with his father. In the past four years, countless chaos have been quelled.

But no matter whether he was worried day and night in the palace or licked blood on the battlefield all day long, he never had the opportunity or time to communicate with others.

He originally thought that he would spend his whole life like his father, killing the enemy on the battlefield all his life, and he would also be a general of the army in the future.

But I didn't expect that the sky would trick people, the eldest prince was defeated in the battle for the succession of several princes, and although he had no contact with the palace after he became an adult, he was the most influential among all the companions of the eldest prince. Promising, the most majestic, and even the one who holds military power.

As the second prince was crowned as the crown prince, the people around the former eldest prince were wiped out one by one. If his father hadn't put down his old face and knelt outside the imperial study for three days and three nights with a lifetime of military exploits, and his aunt, queen, and empress had bothered to deal with it, To protect him on the condition of marrying him and withdrawing from the court, I am afraid that his bones are already rotten by now.

He was originally a man, not a girl, yet he wanted to commit himself to be his wife to a man who was worse than a street hooligan, how could he not hate it?

Therefore, facing Qi Mu'an, he always instinctively put up his thorns all over his body to sneer, but facing his frank overtures, he was a little at a loss.