The young master who wears the book, please have mercy [Story of Yanxi Palace]

Erqing had to admit that this was probably one of the few scariest experiences in her life of more than [-] years.

After all, she had never revealed such "rebellious" thoughts to anyone, not even Yuan Chunwang, but now she was suddenly known by her nominal husband.

No wonder he changed his mind overnight and tricked himself into boarding the boat.

Er Qing swallowed, and tried to explain: "Fu Heng, what you say after drinking is nothing but bastard words."

Fu Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, seeing her nervous expression, he looked at her more carefully.

After a long while, he said leisurely: "I only know one sentence, and I speak the truth after drinking. It must be more true when I speak after drinking."

Under such scorching gaze, his breath was only a finger away from his own.

Erqing's heartbeat couldn't help but increase, and the temperature of her face also began to rise.

Erqing turned her head to try to wake up, but a gust of cool wind made her feel hotter, her mind was like a paste and she couldn't think of any explanations.

She felt depressed for a while, and she simply broke the jar and threw it up, "Yes, after reconciling with you, I just want to raise my face!"

Anyway, after the divorce, Fu Heng turned his head to find Yingluo. After she divorced, no man would want to marry her, so why not allow her to raise a face and make fun of it?

She has nothing to be afraid of. After all, Fu Heng wants to reconcile with her and marry Yingluo. If he condemns her with dogmatism... She, she will block him with Yingluo!

Fu Heng's face turned dark all of a sudden, and he squeezed out words from between his teeth, "...Young Mian Shou?"

What she said hit his heart hard, but he couldn't tell whether it was the word "heli" or "beautiful face" that pierced the most.

Er Qing cheered herself up in her heart, but seeing Fu Heng's appearance, she couldn't help wilting.

All the words she had prepared suddenly came to naught, and she only stammered and put on a pose: "What, what's the matter? You call it 'only the state officials set fires, and the people are not allowed to light lamps'."

He is only allowed to think about Yingluo every day, and she is not allowed to have a face like Xiao Xiang!

Fu Heng sneered, and couldn't help asking back in a hurry: "Xitaralqing, I want to ask you today, who set the fire?"

He paused and became even more angry, "Are you lighting a lamp? I think you are going to set fire to the city gate!"

Er Qing had been feeling guilty for a while now, but now she was overwhelmed by his rhetorical question.

"Are you lying to me?!" Fu Heng was so angry that it was not the first time he heard it.

Fu Heng was so angry that his teeth were itching, "If you don't have evil intentions, even if I cheat you, I can't cheat you."

He remembered that Mei'er and Nanny helped Er Qing to walk into the room with difficulty last night, so he simply let her lie on his shoulders, and carried her back to the room step by step.

Even though she was drunk, she still muttered in a daze between her lips.

Erqing's lips were very close to him, and the warm wind in her breath was beside her ears, and even her words were blown into her ears with the warm wind, "Yuan, Yuan Chunwang."

Fu Heng's heart sank all of a sudden, how much he cherished the name he whispered in his sleep.

Fu Heng was upset, so he quickened his pace with her behind his back.

He has always practiced martial arts with Er Qing on his back, and the servants behind him couldn't keep up for a while.

Fu Heng put her on the bed, and prepared to get up straight without waiting for a moment.

Erqing stretched out her slender hand and grabbed his wrist violently.

Fu Heng's heart moved, and his eyes fell on Er Qing's peaceful sleeping face.

She opened her eyes, her face was hazy as if covered with a veil.

Er Qing opened her mouth and called someone else's name, "Yuan Chunwang."

Fu Heng pursed his lips tightly, but he didn't rush to break free from her hand, wanting to hear what she was going to say.

Sure enough, he lived up to his expectations, Er Qing said seriously, "Yuan Chunwang..."

She patted the back of Fu Heng's hand, "We must make a lot of money!"

These words were somewhat beyond Fu Heng's expectation, but his slightly frowned eyebrows relaxed for a moment before Er Qing threw another sentence, "In this way, we can only be separated from each other..."

What she said below was mumbling, and he couldn't really hear it.

Fu Hengxin sank down again and asked: "What can I do?"

But before the words were finished, the hand on the wrist suddenly lost strength, and with a plop, the person also fell on the bed.

Fu Heng hurriedly looked over, afraid that she would accidentally knock somewhere, but he was watching that she was sleeping soundly on the bed.

His heart relaxed and then tightened again, and an unknown fire surged up in an instant.

What can I do?Could it be that he could elope with that Yuan Chunwang.

At that time Mei'er arrived panting, lying on the doorway panting for breath before asking: "My lord, is our lady alright?"

"What can she do?" Fu Heng's voice was stern, he stood up from the edge of the bed and walked out the door without looking at Er Qing again.

Mei'er knew that Fu Heng was angry, so she didn't dare to say anything, and only waited for him to leave before going to see Erqing.

But he never thought that Fu Heng would stop when he reached the door, "Mei'er, go and pack the clothes and jewelry for the young lady. I will take her on the boat with me tomorrow."

Er Qing was blocked by Fu Heng's words, this man wanted to grab the reason, and refused to let anyone.

She was anxious, "Fu Heng, you are a fox!"

Fu Heng laughed angrily, "I am a fox, what are you? Mrs. Fox?"

"You are unreasonable!" Er Qing muttered as she got up from the deck, "Wait until I make up with you..."

She had already stood up, but a big wind and wave hit her suddenly, the hull shook and she couldn't stand still, she staggered a step and was about to fall backwards.

Er Qing couldn't help screaming in shock, but a hand wrapped around her slender wrist in an instant.

Her fallen body was led forward by that hand, and the next moment her whole body was on Fu Heng's body.

Erqing was fine, but she heard Fu Heng snorting under her.

Just as she was about to ask, there were chaotic footsteps in the corridor.

Before Erqing had time to regain her senses, she heard the voices of the guards above her head, "Young Madam, are you alright!"

The river was full of black lights, and when the guards approached, they saw Er Qing pressing on a man with her hair in a messy bun.

Just when Erqing looked up subconsciously, they saw the man's handsome face clearly, who else could it be if it wasn't Lord Fucha?

Unexpectedly, Mr. Fu Heng would have such a habit of looking at a handsome gentleman on weekdays.

They couldn't help but looked at each other, and hurriedly said in unison: "The little ones didn't see anything!"

Looking at the guards who disappeared in an instant, Er Qing opened her lips with some doubts, "What's wrong with them?"

Fu Heng who was below him said leisurely, "Probably because I think I have some ulterior habit."