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

A hint of pride flashed in Qian Yuechu's eyes.

She gently pulled Fu Junyan and said, "Fu Lang, don't be angry. You just recovered from your illness, don't get angry and make yourself sick."

Is Fu Junyan going to change his expression?

The only house in the bamboo forest.

Fu Junyan put aside his coldness and said softly, "Okay. Chu'er, I'll take you back first."

"Fu Lang, snake! There's a snake!"

Qian Yuechu suddenly covered her face and screamed, and Lin Zhuwei's scalp instantly went numb and her heart started beating wildly. Looking in the direction of her finger, she saw a snake as thick as an arm crawling up the river bank, spitting out its tongue and crawling towards them.

Lin Zhuwei's face turned pale and her heart was in a panic. She subconsciously ran towards Qian Yuechu, but in her panic, she stepped on the hem of her skirt and fell towards Qian Yuechu.

Fu Junyan's face darkened. He grabbed Qian Yuechu with one hand and held her in front of him, and with the other hand, he pushed her hard.

Lin Zhuwei was caught off guard and in panic, he was pushed back repeatedly, his legs resting on a large rock, and he was about to fall backwards.

She opened her eyes wide in fear and stretched out her hands to Fu Junyan. At this moment, she was extremely eager for him to reach out and help her.

But Fu Junyan just hugged Qian Yuechu quietly and looked at her coldly.

Lin Zhuwei fell into the water with eyes wide open in fear.

"Master! Madam!"

Wu Er, who ran over after hearing the noise, looked at Lin Zhuwei struggling in the water in panic and shouted helplessly, "Master! Madam, I can't swim! I'll go get some help, I'll go get some help."

He ran away.

After Lin Zhuwei struggled in the water for a while, her heart gradually cooled down. She gradually realized that Fu Junyan would not save her, and maybe he even wanted her to die.

Fortunately, the water in the pond was not very deep. After Lin Zhuwei calmed down, he relaxed his hands and feet and stopped struggling desperately.

Then he looked around, grabbed a branch on the shore, steadied his body, and climbed out of the water like a ghost.

Embarrassed and unbearable.

She sat on the ground with her hair loose, looking down to pick up crabs and shrimps on her dress, her expression unrecognizable.

Crushed a bug hard.

The anger in Lin Zhuwei's eyes could no longer be concealed.

Her face was pale, and she curled her lips in a cold smile: "Master Fu, what version of the story do you want to hear?"

Fu Junyan was stunned and blurted out subconsciously: "What?"

"Fu and Qian were having a secret meeting by the river, and the wife caught them and nearly died."

"The wife has a miserable life. Young Master Fu killed someone to protect his beloved."

Qian Yuechu was trembling all over. It was not shameful to be a concubine, but she was a "stealer" and a "harmer". She was stigmatized and the entire Qian family would not let her go.

"You are slandering me! Fu Lang and I love each other, there is nothing shameful about it!"

"Really? As for whether it can be seen in public, shouldn't we ask Miss Qian?"

Lin Zhuwei looked at Fu Junyan, smiling with eyes as cold as ice: "Master Fu, how is it? Do you like these gossips?"

Fu Junyan looked embarrassed and surprised. Lin Zhuwei's reaction was so unexpected that he was caught off guard.

He suppressed the strange feeling in his chest and said coldly: "Fabricated facts, do you think anyone will believe it?"

Lin Zhuwei grinned, but her words were threatening: "Does it matter whether you believe it or not? They just like to hear gossip."

This has been the case since ancient times.

There was a hint of surprise in Fu Junyan's eyes, and he looked at her as if he had never known her before.

"All right."

The fat body was soaked, and it was awkward for him to stand up.

However, the alternating yellow and green expressions of the two still pleased her.

Lin Zhuwei clapped his hands and chuckled, "I'm really looking forward to the reactions on the streets tomorrow."

After taking two steps, she seemed to remember something and stepped back, smiling: "You are not going to silence me, are you? I'm so scared."

Qian Yuechu's face turned pale, and he called out in a pleading voice, "Fu Lang!"

Fu Junyan frowned and looked at the crowd rushing over from a distance.

Who knows if this crazy woman will really do something!

"Twenty taels."

Fu Junyan suppressed his displeasure irritably and had to compromise at this moment.

Hearing this, Lin Zhuwei suddenly stopped walking. Turning around, she smiled and said, "Master Fu, you are so generous! Then please take good care of Miss Qian."

Twenty taels!

Self-esteem is of course important.

But compared to money, it means nothing.

Besides, this face does not belong to her, Lin Zhuwei.

What does shame have to do with her?

It's true that if people were shameless, they would feel much more comfortable.

At this moment, Fu Junyan really wanted to tear off her fake face.

The people led by Wu Er were walking over hurriedly, led by a young man with a handsome face.

He frowned slightly and called out to Fu Junyan, "Brother."

Fu Junyan nodded lightly.

He nodded to Lin Zhuwei, and the servant beside him understood what he meant, trotted over and handed the thin cloak in his hand to Lin Zhuwei.

Lin Zhuwei nodded at him gratefully.

This was the first person who showed kindness to her since she traveled through time.

Abu hurried over, greeted everyone one by one, took Lin Zhuwei and went back quickly.

Fu Junyan never expected that there would be a sequel to this matter.

After sending Qian Yuechu back home, I went to the poetry club again. When I returned home, it was already midnight.

Unexpectedly, there was a stew pot on the table.

I called Wu Er over to ask, and only then did I find out that it was Lin Zhuwei who sent it.

"What is this?" Fu Junyan frowned.

"The young lady said that you have just recovered from your illness and need to take good care of yourself."

Fu Junyan stared at the stew pot without saying a word.

Wu Er continued, "The young lady said that she thanked the young master for the twenty taels. She told you not to worry, she will be deaf and dumb from now on, so you can go and have fun without worrying about it."

Fu Junyan glared at him. Wu Er shrank his neck and smiled awkwardly.

Thinking of her shabby look holding the silver, Fu Junyan looked down on her from the bottom of his heart and naturally didn't believe that she would be so kind as to send him a stew pot.

Wu Er took a step forward and added cautiously, "Master, the young mistress asked me to tell you that this soup is not poisonous, so drink it without worry."

Fu Junyan gave him a glare of displeasure. When Wu Er opened the lid, he found that it was actually turtle soup.

Fu Junyan's face suddenly turned ugly.

People often say, "Eat carp meat and drink turtle soup."

Yu Shaoruo was indirectly calling him a turtle, as all he did at noon was "turtle and turtle things"!

"Ah, Master, this is the turtle you just bought!" Wu Er exclaimed.

Fu Junyan took a closer look and became so angry that his face turned green.

She is indeed a crazy woman!

This is the Nanshi Flame Turtle that he just bought for one hundred taels!

It has been kept in the pond in the yard for only three days!

At this moment, Lin Zhuwei was holding twenty taels of silver and smiling so hard that his teeth were showing.

How could she be willing to spend money to buy things for him? Even the "green onions" used in the turtle soup were wild grasses she picked from the yard.

With these twenty taels and enough money in hand, Lin Zhuwei began to plan the next step.