Fan Kun's face looked like ink was poured, and it was hard to see it, so it could not be ugly anymore.

He had thought about all these things before, maybe this was just Gu Huaizhi's desire to see the beauty, and the nature of a man is nothing more than this.

So what's the difference between him?

But he never thought that because of the title of a real wife, Ruan Zhen was saying that she was willing.

Fan Kun always regarded her as his possession, and he was even considerate enough to endure it and not touch Ruan Zhen until she was willing to do so.

Thinking of this is really ridiculous.

The woman was simple and elegant, standing full of things, but Fan Kun felt a mouthful of blood surge into his throat.

"Please beg your son, young lady, cousin." The Shen Madam beside Mrs. Fan walked out and then bent her knees to pay her respects.

As she said that, she looked at Ruan Zhen.

"Miss cousin, the old lady asks you to come over. I wonder if you have time at this moment?"

Her attitude changed quickly. Who would have thought that the old lady who spoke respectfully and praised her was still arrogant not long ago.

Ruan Zhen was not surprised.

Mrs. Fan’s search for her was nothing more than a few words that went over and over again.

"This is going."

She didn't look at Fan Kun and Xu again, and then slowly followed.

Fan Kun has not accepted the facts yet.

He had thought about how many times he had pressed Ruan Zhen under him to love her, but now, the woman who made him obsessed with her was labeled as someone else.

He subconsciously wanted to follow him, but when his wrist tightened, Xu took him over.

"My husband, are you here to pick me up?"

Fan Kun:...

He tried hard to calm his breath.

"yes."

Xu was shy and timid.

"But when I go out, my husband doesn't need to worry. What else can happen if I am such a big man? You are just too worried."

Fan Kun:...

The man's eyes were full of darkness.

"Martial wife should be one."

As he said that, he regained his former gentleness and consideration.

"You go back first, I need to go to my father to discuss important matters."

Fan Kun brushed away Xu's hand, and then went to the Hou Mansion study with a heavy head and a light head.

The door was wide open, and there was no servant waiting outside. Fan Kun didn't do anything and wanted to step inside slowly.

In the study, I heard the woman's delicate and gentle anger and the man's heavy teasing.

Fan Kun is commonplace, not surprising at all.

He paused, covered his disgust in his eyes, and entered inside to interrupt his warmth.

"Father."

Fan Cheng was flirting with the beautiful concubine he had just obtained, and it was obvious that he was not surprised at this moment. He looked at his son impatiently, and then reluctantly touched the concubine's tenderness.

"Go down first, and I will go to your house later."

"yes."

As soon as the beauty left, Fan Cheng then took care of his clothes.

"What's up?"

Fan Kun: "Don't act like this in the study next time. It doesn't matter if your son runs into it. If your colleagues see him in the future, it will be embarrassing."

"you!"

"Today, my father-in-law mentioned his father again."

Fan Cheng sat upright.

"I think my father is ready to resume his official position and be on duty."

Fan Cheng breathed a sigh of relief and was too lazy to care about Fan Kun's rude words. He touched his beard.

"Okay! Although your father-in-law's position is small, he is also a laborious work for our Marquis' Mansion."

"Your wife is well married."

Thinking of Xu's bland face, Fan Kun didn't want to mention her.

Xu was stupid. Before the banquet at the general's mansion had ended, she came back early. He was in vain that he still thought that Xu could make friends with some wives at the banquet.

Unable to use.

When the prince ascended the throne, he gave up.

And Ruan Zhen is his sooner or later.

Once the Duke's Mansion collapsed, it was taken back.

She is still his.

———

Mrs. Fan was competitive when she was young and wanted the best of everything.

The house is so luxurious.

However, all kinds of decorations are outdated.

She was half lying on the beauty couch and the maid pressed her legs.

Wearing a stylus, gray hair, chaotic vision, and haggard expression.

Seeing Ruan Zhen enter, she gave up her gift and watched the seat.

She stared at Ruan Zhen for a long time, and a smile appeared in her mouth. It can be seen that at this point, she still looked down on Ruan Zhen very much.

"You and your aunt are blessed."

Ruan Zhen stood in one place, her face was calm, she tightened her palms after hearing this sentence, and then said slowly.

"My aunt left early, and her blessings were already broken."

Mrs. Fan's expression was terrified. She never thought that Ruan Zhen would dare to refute her?

She squinted her eyes.

"Since the marriage is settled, you can wait for marriage. The Marquis' Mansion is half of your parents' home. If you suffer grievances in the future, you can support you. You are a smart child and know how to judge the situation."

"I think, don't go out these days. I'll be able to embroider wedding dresses in the yard, and I will help you with your own people in the future."

"Don't worry, I will give you a dowry and let you marry out in a grand manner."

Mrs. Fan looks completely thinking about you, and her face is simply invisible.

Ruan Zhen interrupted the basket of words she prepared behind: "It won't bother you."

Mrs. Fan: "What?"

Ruan Zhen was thinking about the boxes in the west room and was too lazy to listen to Mrs. Fan as an elder here.

"I'm really tired today, and I have to go to the Duke's Mansion tomorrow. If you have nothing to do, I'll leave."

no!

You've just arrived!

What attitude!

Mrs. Fan waved her maid away and looked at Ruan Zhen calmly. She even forgot to worry about what Ruan Zhen said in the previous sentence.

The woman stood quietly aside, as if she was a picture of a beauty.

A lowly stinky girl has become the object she wants to curry favor with now, and Mrs. Fan believes that she has given her an olive branch.

But at the moment, Ruan Zhen is not grateful at all!

Mrs. Fan closed her eyes and could bend and stretch out: "Go! The Duke of the Kingdom likes you, so you will naturally have to go. Remember to say hello to me."

Ruan Zhen:...

She blessed her body and then stepped down without saying hello.

He ignored Mrs. Fan's dark face.

If she didn't mention Ruan Xi, Ruan Zhen might have given her some face, but she just lifted it and even stabbed the needle into Ruan Zhen's heart with her own hands.
To be continued...