Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

"Master, the lady said she wants to hang herself."

The servant Wu Er bowed with his hands clasped in a respectful manner, but his tone was faintly sarcastic.

"Is he dead?" Fu Junyan asked with a sneer while flipping through the book in his hand without even raising his head.

"Not yet."

"How many hours has it been?"

"It's been five hours."

As expected! She really had the courage to die, and he still looked up to her. After five hours of struggling, the white silk was just hung on the beam.

That's right, with her figure, it would not be easy to hang a white silk scarf without help.

Thinking of this, Fu Junyan's handsome face, as sharp as a knife, was instantly filled with disgust.

He sneered and curled his lips: "How many times has this happened?"

"The eighteenth time this month!"

Ah!

Wu Er couldn't help but sneer. The young lady cried and threatened to commit suicide every day, but she really died this time!

Taking the title of young lady, you won't do any good at all!

Just based on her vulgar words and actions and her unkempt appearance, which young man from aristocratic family would not want to spit at her from afar upon seeing her?

Not to mention, she tries to commit suicide from time to time, causing chaos in the family. How can she be worthy of being the mistress of the house?

Listen to how people outside are mocking the young master! They say that the young master was attracted by the little property of the Yu family and was willing to sacrifice his looks to get a "beauty".

Pooh!

Their Fu family has been a family of scholars for generations, and their ancestors were also granted titles and privileges. What do they not have? !

Do they need to rush the young master to get married? !

Back then, the young master and the third young lady of the Qian family were such a good match!

What a pity, what a pity!

Fu Yan put down the book, disgust in his eyes almost overflowing: "What is it for this time?"

"The young lady went out in the morning and ran into the second lady of the Qian family. The two had a little dispute." The young guard spoke simply and described what he saw in the morning.

The young lady and the Qian family have never been on good terms.

Thinking back to the beginning, although it was not made public, everyone knew that the young master and Miss Qian San were a couple? They were just one step away from breaking the window paper and proposing marriage!

Who could swallow the anger of being suddenly "intercepted" by the young lady?

But the young lady is a "jumpy" person! Every word she says hits people's heart.

She should never, ever, say that Third Miss Qian was eager to marry the young master because she was willing to pay money for him. This hurt the Qian family so much that they threatened to never have any further dealings with the Fu family.

Wu Erxing laughed: "Second Madam Qian slapped the young lady twice in public and mocked her for being like a pig during the Chinese New Year."

Fatty and greasy.

She was embarrassed in public, so she came back to commit suicide.

"You are so stupid!" Fu Junyan's eyes were gloomy, and he could not hide his disgust. He felt that his mouth was dirty even when he mentioned her.

If she wants to die, she might as well die!

Fu Junyan pursed his lips tightly, his eyes were cold, and he was ready to go out to the Qian family to apologize.

"Young Master, Young Master!" It was Abu, the little maid in the Young Madam's room. She was sweating profusely, walking in quick steps, and calling from afar with a crying tone.

"What are you doing?! Have you forgotten the rules?! What should I do if I offend the young master?!" Wu Er stopped her and scolded her.

Who would have thought that Ah Bu would kneel on the ground with a plop, wiping his tears and crying, "Master, the young mistress has passed away!"

Fu Junyan was stunned, his brows slightly furrowed, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly returned to normal.

do you died?

"Dead...dead?!" Fu Junyan remained silent, but Wu Er was frightened, "What happened?!"

No matter what the young lady said, she was the future mistress of the family after all. It was rumored that she committed suicide at home. No matter how you look at it, it was his Fu family that treated her harshly.

If the old lady returns home after worshiping Buddha, she will surely be furious when she hears about this.

If the Fu family is brought into disgrace because of this incident, Fu Junyan cannot escape the blame.

Not to mention the Yu family is a difficult family, this matter is unlikely to end well.

Fu Junyan soon thought of this.

She could die, but she couldn't die in the Fu family's inner courtyard in this way!

Fu Junyan walked towards the west courtyard.

Wu Er and A Bu were extremely frightened and sweating profusely. They dared not utter a word and just ran after him in small steps.

The sight was extremely chaotic. Four maids were trembling all over, kneeling among the broken pieces of a vase and sobbing. There was also a stool with one leg broken lying on the ground.

It seems that before he died, he had a tantrum, smashed the bottles and jars in the room, and injured the maid who was serving him.

Fu Junyan's eyes were cold and icy, and he pursed his thin lips. He glanced at the fat body lying motionless on the ground, and his heart was filled with disgust.

"What's going on?" Fu Junyan asked in a deep voice.

A Bu sobbed and cried, "Master, Madam, she, she...she wanted to hang herself. We tried to stop her, but Madam insisted on standing on the stool. Who knew..."

Unexpectedly, the stool legs couldn't bear her huge weight and suddenly broke. She was hung on the white silk, struggling back and forth.

The four maids were so frightened that they were scared out of their wits, but they couldn't lift her up. When they finally cut the white silk with a knife, she was already dead.

This sudden situation scared everyone.

Even though the young lady had lost her temper before, it only lasted for a few minutes and she was done venting her anger.

This time was no exception at the beginning! The young lady didn't really want to die!

Fu Junyan glanced coldly at the messy dining table and sneered.

You will not live if you do your own thing!

How can a person who wants to die still have the mood to eat and drink to his heart's content and order a table full of delicacies?

Fu Junyan had a cold and half-smiley expression on his face, which made Wu Er secretly sweat. He approached cautiously and said, "Master, what do you think we should do next?"

Fu Junyan glanced at him disdainfully, thought for a moment, then squatted down and put his finger under her nose to feel if she really had stopped breathing.

"what!"

Who would have thought that the person who had obviously stopped breathing the previous moment suddenly took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and after grabbing around in the air with his hands, he actually hugged Fu Junyan's neck tightly and pressed him against her chest.

As luck would have it, Fu Junyan's entire face was buried between Yu Shaoruo's breasts. She was plump to begin with, and her body was equivalent to the size of three Fu Junyans.

He felt like he had fallen into a ball of cotton. The more he struggled, the stronger she became. Her huge breasts swung back and forth, slapping his face again and again.

In addition, she always loved to put on makeup, and the pungent smell of perfume was so strong that Fu Junyan's stomach churned and he vomited repeatedly.

Her fat hands were tightly around him. Fu Junyan felt embarrassed and annoyed. He knelt on the ground and supported himself with his hands, but he couldn't get free.

"Master, Master! Madam, Madam, please let go of me immediately!" Wu Er and A Bu were so scared that they rushed over to try to pry Yu Shaoruo's hands apart. However, it seemed like she had tried her best and no matter how hard they tried, they couldn't pull them apart.

Fu Junyan couldn't look or speak, and his posture was awkward. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, he grabbed at the ground randomly and grabbed a piece of a vase. With hatred in his heart, he stabbed Yu Shaoruo fiercely in the waist.

"what!"

Yu Shaoruo screamed in pain and opened her eyes suddenly. In shock and fear, she sat up suddenly, but her fat body was out of control and pulled her backwards. The back of her head hit the floor hard, and she cried in pain.

"Yu Shaoruo! You're looking for death!"

Yu Shaoruo felt dizzy when she heard the roar coming from above her head. She endured the pain and opened her eyes with a grimace.

What comes into view is a handsome face with a lot of character.

If it weren't for his red face, suppressed anger and hatred, and a ferocious expression, his handsome and elegant appearance that could rival that of a celebrity would be enough to make Yu Zhuoruo drool.

She tried to struggle to sit up, but found that her body was so fat that she couldn't even do such a simple movement!

Yu Zhuoruo changed his posture, supported his elbows on the ground, turned sideways, and with the help of Abu, he barely sat up.

My head was splitting with pain, and I was stabbed in the side of my waist. Blood was gushing out, and the pain was unbearable.

She bared her teeth, covered her wound, looked around blankly, then looked down at her fat palms that were as thick as an elephant's arm, and her big belly that was as big as a small hill. Suddenly, a flash of lightning struck her mind!

She has crossed!

Lin Zhuwei traveled through time and space into the body of a person named Yu Shaoruo!