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

"Young Master, this was sent by the Young Madam, saying it's a gift for you." Wu Er held the thing in his hand and handed it to Fu Junyan.

It is a waist accessory with an uncommon style, but the workmanship is a bit crude and the price is not high at first glance.

"I didn't rush her, but she was anxious."

Fu Junyan sneered and threw the jade pendant back heavily, "Vulgar, just like her. Send it back!"

Wu Er didn't even dare to breathe, he quickly picked up the things and ran away.

"Manager Wu, what does your young master mean by this?" Lin Zhuwei asked.

Wu Er hesitated and didn't dare to tell the truth.

Lin Zhuwei took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Manager Wu, if you don't tell the truth, I won't give you this gift. You can go and explain it to your master yourself."

Wu Er wiped the cold sweat off his forehead and could only reply, "The young master said that this thing is extremely vulgar... just like the young mistress..."

Lin Zhuwei frowned. This guy was clearly taking the opportunity to insult her.

With no other choice, Lin Zhuwei took Aju to the market to buy some gifts.

The second thing he sent over was a dagger.

Wu Er soon came back dejectedly to report.

"What's going on this time?" Lin Zhuwei asked.

"Replying to Madam, the young master said that this sword is not sharp enough and is too dull..."

"One more sentence?" Lin Zhuwei snorted with a curl of his lips.

Uh……

How did the young lady know?

Wu Er was very confused, but the words were a bit hurtful, so he didn't dare to say it and hesitated.

"Say!"

"Master, Master said that this sword is as dull as Madam's brain..."

Even though Wu Er was slow, he finally realized that the young master was not damaging the items at all, he was clearly making a veiled complaint!

This damn man! His mouth is really filled with poison!

Lin Zhuwei had no choice but to spend some more time shopping for some gifts. She spent a lot of money and felt so painful that she almost vomited blood.

However, Fu Junyan continued to mock and sneer at him.

Lin Zhuwei was so angry that she really wanted to pour a bottle of poison directly into his mouth and make him mute!

Although she thought so, Lin Zhuwei did not have the courage to do so. After all, it was not easy for her to live a second time, so she had to cherish it.

Seeing her master's rare sad face, Ah Ju slapped her forehead and said, "Young Madam! Why don't you weave another belt for the young master? Wasn't the young master quite satisfied with it last time?"

Lin Zhuwei said without hope: "Will this work? The gifts I gave out cost me a lot of money. How can he be interested in a worthless belt?"

"Young Madam, how about we give it a try first?"

"Well, there's no other good way anyway." Lin Zhuwei could only nod, pick up the pen and begin to carefully sketch the draft of the belt.

Afterwards, he asked Aju to purchase the raw materials according to the pattern, and then spent half a day weaving a festive, slightly simple belt, which he asked Wuer to take over.

Lin Zhuwei actually didn't have any hope in her heart. She was just wondering when Wu Er would throw it back to her so that she could think of another way.

After waiting for half a day, Wu Er didn't turn back.

When Aju was sent to inquire, she said that the young master was quite satisfied and told the young mistress that there was no need to prepare anything extra.

Lin Zhuwei breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself, I don’t know what’s wrong with this man. He has a special liking for things like belts. Is he sick?

Tsk! Who cares!

Because of Madam Fu's preference and the permission of Lin Zhuwei, the principal wife.

Although Fu Junyan was marrying a concubine, all the wedding preparations and betrothal gifts were carried out in the same way as for a principal wife.

People who don’t know would really think that Mr. Fu divorced his wife and married someone else at some point.

A Bu looked at the festive lanterns, colorful ribbons and flower stickers all over the mansion, feeling very angry. He said bitterly, "She is just a concubine! Why should she use bright red?"

Lin Zhuwei calmly took a sip of tea and then smiled, "Abu, you really need to wash your eyes. Isn't this light red? Where did the bright red come from?"

Ah Bu said angrily, "Madam! You are making fun of me again! Isn't it the same? The wedding of a concubine is more lively than your wedding. What nonsense is this!"

Ah Ju also responded, "Yes! Madam, you really shouldn't have been soft-hearted and agreed to let the young master marry a concubine now! What if Qian Yuechu gave birth to a child before you, Madam? "

"Do you have so little confidence in me?" Lin Zhuwei said with a smile.

A Bu rekindled his hope: "Madam, are you planning to sleep with the young master? Yes! We have to give birth to a child as soon as possible!"

Lin Zhuwei blushed and laughed, "You stupid girl! What nonsense are you talking about? That's not what I meant."

"Okay..." A Bu was a little disappointed, but he added unwillingly, "Madam, you better hold on tight!"

Lin Zhuwei smiled faintly when she heard Xiaonian's report: "Madam, Amu is here."

"Tell him to come quickly."

When Amu came in, he greeted her first before handing her the roll of toilet paper.

Lin Zhuwei took it and handed him a piece of cake, and Amu stood quietly by and ate the cake.

It’s a letter from Hu Yihai from the Huya Gang.

Lin Zhuwei looked at the contents of the letter, surprise flashed in his eyes, and his expression gradually became solemn.

Qian Yuechu, Qian Yuechu, you are too bold!

Since you dare to do it, then wait for destruction!

The tenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

Fu Junyan married Qian Yuechu and came home.

Because Qian Yuechu was Madam Fu's savior, the close male members of the Qian family, namely Qian's father and Qian Ren'an, were also invited to the Fu family's wedding banquet as guests of honor.

As a woman, Qian's mother should not show up in such occasions.

There was joyful dancing, firecrackers and congratulations.

Qian Yuechu was extremely excited, thinking that she would soon become the pillow of her beloved one. Her pretty face, hidden under the veil, was flushed with shyness and she couldn't suppress her pride.

"Bride and groom, prepare to begin the wedding ceremony!" The voice of the master of ceremonies Gao Keng rose from afar.

Old Madam Fu sat in the main seat, while Father Qian and Qian Ren'an sat in the seats at the lower left with happy faces, and other guests also took their seats one by one.

Although all the guests present knew that taking a concubine on such a scale was against etiquette.

But because Qian Yuechu saved the most important people of the Fu family twice, she had long exceeded the standards for becoming a concubine.

Therefore, no one commented on the Fu family's ostentatious concubine banquet.

Moreover, most people have participated in the wedding ceremony of Fu Junyan and Lin Zhuwei.

The scene when Yu's father made a scene in the Fu family ancestral hall and forced Fu Junyan to get married is still vivid in his mind.

So everyone knew that the so-called principal wife of the Fu family was just from a vulgar family, and was an illiterate good-for-nothing.

Being divorced might be a matter of time, so he couldn't help but look up to the newly married concubine from the Qian family.

As everyone was thinking so, they saw Fu Junyan holding the red rope and Qian Yuechu at the other end walking into the main hall at the same time.

"The wedding ceremony has officially begun! Bow to the sky..."

"Wait a minute!"

A clear voice cut through the air and hit the festive crowd hard. Everyone looked towards the door at the same time...