I kicked the male lead away

When Fang Zhilan opened her eyes, she never expected that Jing Fu, who had just left in anger, would come back at some point, still clinging to her tightly.

She moved, trying to break free from Jing Fu's embrace, but instead was held even tighter.

Awakened by her movement, Jing Fu lowered his voice slightly: "What's wrong?"

It seemed that a few hours ago, the atmosphere between the two had dropped to freezing point, it was just Fang Zhilan's illusion.

Fang Zhilan was taken aback, she couldn't just say that I think something is wrong with you, so she could only mutter: "Hot..."

Sticking too close and covering the quilt again, isn't it hot?

Qian Lingyu and her were both lying sideways, their eyes met, she stepped back a little, but her wrist was still placed on Fang Zhilan's waist and refused to let go.

It was really unpredictable, Fang Zhilan couldn't figure out what she was thinking, when she heard the majestic and heavy drums in the imperial city, and saw the darkening sky outside, she knew it was time for dinner, so she got up and got up.

No matter what she thinks, nothing is as important as eating.

Tonight, the small kitchen stewed chicken soup with mushrooms, and Fang Zhilan drank a bowl beautifully. She noticed that Suqin's expression next to her seemed to be not quite right, as if hesitating to speak.

Only then did she realize that she was still wearing women's clothes, and she was stunned for a moment, hesitating to use some excuse to cover up, when she heard Jing Fu next to her sternly: "What are you looking at? Gouging out the eyeballs and feeding them to the dogs."

There is quite a kind of boudoir interest between husband and wife, what has nothing to do with you.

"I don't dare." Suqin hurriedly lowered her head, but there was a huge wave in her heart.

She said how could the princess who had always been an arrogant princess suddenly agree to get married. It turned out that the two of them had already made secret arrangements under everyone's noses.

Qian Liyu didn't say anything, but Suqin remembered it clearly.

At that time, if the son-in-law in women's clothing came to the house, even if His Highness didn't go to see her, he seemed to be in a much better mood that day.

It turned out to be the case.

Suqin served Fang Zhilan another bowl of soup, hoping she would drink more.

If the son-in-law is in good health, the princess will be happy. If the princess is happy, life will be easier for them who are current people.

Fang Zhilan was full after eating and drinking, and when she looked up, she saw Qian Liyu's staring eyes staring at her, as if she wanted to see through her.

Her heart trembled, and she couldn't help touching her face: "Why is the princess looking at me like this, is there something dirty on my face?"

The polite titles in the past fell into Jing Fu's ears at this time, and it was extremely harsh. She frowned: "Don't call me a princess, you and I are getting married, don't you know what to call me?"

"..." As a member of the Ministry of Rites, how could Fang Zhilan not know, she hesitated for a while, but she couldn't utter a word.

"You don't know how to bark." Jing Fu suddenly leaned over and raised her chin with his index finger, "Then I'll teach you, lady..."

The last two words escaped from between her teeth, not as if she was teaching someone, but with a strange lingering and intimacy, held between her lips, as if deliberately soothing.

Qian Liyu still had a faint scent of incense on her body, she came over and breathed on Fang Zhilan's cheeks, causing her to blush, and stammered, "Mother, mother..."

"Hey——" Qian Liyu seemed to be amused by her, as if to blame, "Stupid!"

She's not stupid, it's just that speaking like this is really difficult, Fang Zhilan was about to defend herself, but someone blocked the corners of her lips.

All the words that were not spoken were swallowed by the thousand strands of jade.

It's only been one day of marriage, but she already has a lot of experience in kissing. Fang Zhilan is like a fish out of water, being teased so that she has nowhere to escape.

Jing Fu leaned forward slightly, suppressing her, forcing Fang Zhilan to let her grab her with his head up.

Kissing each other, the two rolled onto the couch.

Seeing the expression in Jing Fu's eyes became more intense, Fang Zhilan guessed what she was going to do without even thinking about it: "No, I just woke up, why are you messing around again?"

"But it's already dark?" Jing Fu asked back, "Then do you want to sleep?"

She just woke up, how could she fall asleep, Fang Zhilan shook her head.

Jing Fu smiled in satisfaction, parted his red lips lightly, and bit her neck gently and hard: "That's right, since I don't sleep, I have nothing to do anyway..."

"Hmm..." Fang Zhilan was no stronger than her in strength, and she still lost tonight.

A bright moon rises silently outside the window, covering the ground with a silver glow, but it is gradually covered by dark clouds, and occasionally it uses all its strength to let out wisps of light, and then it is covered again.

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When I woke up the next day, it was already high in the sun.

Fang Zhilan was about to get up, but Jing Fu came close to her, put his hand over her slender shoulders, pressed the back of Fang Zhilan's hand, and held her in his arms, warm breath on her neck: "Again Sleep more, you don't have to go to court today anyway."

After all, he didn't forget to rest his chin on Fang Zhilan's shoulder and rub it comfortably.

She was quite comfortable, lying in Jing Fu's arms without saying a word, but Fang Zhilan felt a little uncomfortable, and decided to ask something: "Princess, do you know what happened between the crown prince and the seventh prince recently?"

Jing Fu frowned, not willing to hear her talk about others: "It's all right, what do you think they do?"

Fang Zhilan pretended that she really didn't know, so she told the whole story about how the prince was almost plotted against by Bo Mingchen.

Jing Fu didn't have any expression on his face, but he finally listened: "In this way, you have done Brother Huang a great favor."

After finishing speaking, she brought Fang Zhilan over and looked at her, their noses touching, "Tell me, what reward do you want? I will give it to you on behalf of the emperor."

"..." Fang Zhilan suddenly felt powerless, "I don't want a reward."

Qian Lingyu's face froze, thinking of something.

The person next to her pillow seems to be thinking of her brother sincerely?

This is not a good omen, Qian Liyu didn't want her head to be a royal horse farm, she tried: "Then what do you want?"

Speaking of this, Fang Zhilan did have her own considerations. In the original text, although Fang Wen ended up decapitated because he stood on the wrong team, he also grew up rapidly after killing the prince and being turned into an army. For a long time, he was Bo Mingchen's equal opponent, secretly tripping him up several times.

If the crown prince brought Shangwen with him this time, in addition to contributing his strength, he would definitely be able to grow faster and help him gather his luck as soon as possible.

She leaned over, her tone flattering: "Could the princess discuss it with His Highness the Crown Prince, if he suppresses Bei Rong, can he bring my younger brother with him?"

Heh, Qian Lingyu sneered in her heart.

Calling her just a princess, calling the emperor's brother his highness the crown prince, which is more important can be seen at a glance.

Qian Lingyu closed her eyes and refused to answer.

Fang Zhilan didn't understand what she meant, and stepped forward to grab her arm and shook it, as if coquettishly: "Are you okay?"

"I don't know what your younger brother's character and ability are." Jing Fu raised his airs, "We will discuss this matter later."

We will discuss it later! ?

Fang Zhilan was so annoyed that her small mouth was so pouted that she could hang the oil pot on it.

Thinking of herself as a fool, she forgets things a lot, maybe she will forget about it when she turns around.

"You don't speak for me." Fang Zhilan threatened, as if angry, "Then I'll talk to the prince myself!"

Qian Liyu suddenly opened her eyes, and said coldly, "How dare you?"

Why wouldn't she dare, Fang Zhilan didn't bother to talk to her, she threw off the quilt and got up to change her clothes.

Immediately, Jing Fu grabbed her wrist, and the latter pulled hard, and Fang Zhilan fell into the soft bed again.

Qian Lingyu pressed her tightly with one hand, and leaned over to press her: "Are you thinking about your little brother, or are you thinking about something else?"

What was she thinking about her? Fang Zhilan stared at her watery eyes, which were full of innocence.

Unexpectedly, Qian Lingyu didn't care about it, and nibbled on Fang Zhilan's chin: "I'll just tell you for you, I won't let you see Brother Huang."

Although she didn't understand why she didn't allow herself to meet the prince, seeing Jing Fu agree to her request, Fang Zhilan was still happy in her heart, and rarely took the initiative to put her arms around her neck, and kissed Jing Fu's side face happily. Take a sip: "I knew it, the princess is the best."

Huh, duplicity little liar.

Although Jing Fu thought so on his face, the corners of his lips raised unconsciously, and he reached out to rub Fang Zhilan's long hair into a mess.

One step closer to the goal, Fang Zhilan is in a good mood, and the adults have a lot, let her rub herself like a puppy, and don't care about it.

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Sure enough, as Fang Zhilan expected, Bo Mingchen tried to frame the prince, but when he turned around, he was questioned by the seventh prince about his ability. There was a quarrel between the two, but they took the opportunity to give the prince a chance to breathe. One-third of the soldiers and horses went to the northern border to suppress the rebellion.

On the day when the army went out, Fang Zhilan sent the army out of the imperial city with the princess.

"Brother Huang." Jing Fu handed him a mirror, "This is a breast shield I specially asked for you. Remember to wear it when you go to the battlefield."

Fang Zhilan also pulled Fang Wen to a corner, and whispered to him the skills of fighting against the Rong people that he had learned in the original text and the route that he should be careful about in this expedition.

Fang Wen only thought that she was well-educated and knowledgeable, so he didn't think too much about it, so he cupped his hands and thanked her.

Jing Fu turned his head and brought Fang Zhilan so close to a man. Even though he knew it was her own brother, he was still panicked. The tone was cold and firm: "I am going to send the emperor to the expedition, what are you doing?"

"I'll go see my younger brother off." Fang Zhilan answered smoothly and confidently.

Jing Fu felt that she was smiling, she didn't look like she was giving someone away, she was obviously drunk, waved the cloak on her body, got on the carriage ahead and walked away first.

Fang Zhilan was left alone to return to the Ministry of Rites to continue working.

"Stingy ghost..." Fang Zhilan muttered, although the way back to the Ministry of Rites was not too far away, she was still angry and decided to take a shortcut and take a small alley.

Seeing turning into an empty alley, someone behind him suddenly approached and covered Fang Zhilan's mouth and nose with a veil, silencing her.

Before being dazed, Fang Zhilan had only one thought.

If I had known this, I might as well have gotten into Jingfu's carriage to suffer.