In front of the inn.

Yang Huijun personally helped Qin Nanfeng get off the carriage.

"My wife has eaten a lot of wine today, so why not go back to the house to rest first." Qin Nanfeng pulled his hand back and placed it on Ding Yin's shoulder: "I have someone to serve you here."

"No, my husband is weak and I'm not at ease after eating so much wine." Yang Huijun said without hesitation, pushed Ding Yin away and continued to support him: "I'll take you back to the room."

A hint of impatient flashed in Qin Nanfeng's eyes, but it was hidden for a moment without any trace. He still wanted to find Xiaojiu. The woman followed him all the time. How could he get out?

The two entered the room. After Qin Nanfeng lay down, Yang Huijun sat on the edge of the bed, but she had no intention of leaving.

Qin Nanfeng was thinking about finding an excuse to support her away, and then he felt a little heavy on his body.

He looked up and saw Yang Huijun leaning in his arms.

He almost subconsciously pushed her out of bed, but he still held it back and felt annoyed. Could it be that Yang Huijun wanted to take advantage of the wine...

"Madam, don't you go back to your room to rest?" he asked gently.

"If you don't go back, I don't want to go back." Yang Huijun's face turned red and a hint of shyness: "You and I are husband and wife, I want to sleep with you tonight."

She thought about it all the way just now, and always felt that although Qin Nanfeng looked nothing unusual, it was really hard to feel at ease with no husband and wife. Today, after drinking, he would have a thick face.

There is no way, who made her husband not take the initiative? The couple always had to take this step first.

"No." Qin Nanfeng waved his hand, covered his lips and coughed a few times: "You don't know me, you can't sleep well at night when you rest here."

"It's okay." Yang Huijun said, not only not leaving, but also snuggled into his arms.

Qin Nanfeng resisted the urge to throw her out, and after thinking for a moment, he spoke to her two maids: "What are you two still standing there? The lady is drunk, why don't you help her back to your room to rest."

The two maids looked at each other, feeling a little embarrassed.

They are all Yang Huijun's confidants, so they naturally know what she is thinking.

But my son-in-law doesn't want to do this...

"I won't go back." Yang Huijun simply reached out and put his hand around Qin Nanfeng's neck and pressed him tightly: "You are my husband, I want to sleep with you."

Qin Nanfeng felt very disgusted. This woman was his enemy. He felt disgusted when he saw her. How could he be willing to be at all close to her?

He couldn't help but think of Yun Jiao, and I don't know what she was doing now? Are you angry at his words?

Ding Yin looked at his young master's increasingly ugly face from the side, and couldn't help but feel amused.

What he didn't understand was why the young master refused to touch Yang Huijun. So what if he was an enemy? Anyway, the man would not suffer any loss in this matter. He turned against others in the future, and he would be even more enjoyable to take revenge.

When he thought about it, he felt that the young master was probably afraid of Miss Ninth? But what's there to be afraid of? Isn't it natural for a man to have three wives and four concubines?

He shook his head secretly, forgot, he couldn't guess the young master's thoughts.

"Huijun." Qin Nanfeng pulled Yang Huijun's hand off his neck and looked at her solemnly: "You go back to your room to sleep."

"Why!" Yang Huijun was embarrassed and angry, and suddenly sat up, her face swelling even more red.

She came to her door like this, but he kept refusing her. What does it mean!

Could it be that he really pretended to be amnesia?

Qin Nanfeng covered his lips with his hands and coughed violently.

Yang Huijun hurriedly patted him on the back and said, "Don't be anxious, don't be angry, it's my fault..."

Qin Nanfeng coughed for a while before looking at her affectionately, and said weakly: "My body... I don't know how long I can live. If I die, you can find a good family in the future... I don't want to delay you..."

"Husband, you don't know what to do, don't talk nonsense." Yang Huijun's eyes turned slightly red, and she paused and gritted her teeth and said, "Besides, I'm... willing."

Qin Nanfeng coughed again and waved his hand at Ding Yin, with a firm attitude.

"Husband..." Yang Huijun still refused to leave.

"Madam, the young master is also thinking about you. Don't let him worry. If he coughs like this, he will be even more sleepy at night." Ding Yin naturally understood what his young master meant and went forward to persuade him with kind words.

Yang Huijun was still a little hesitant.

"You two are not here yet." Ding Yin shouted to the two maids.

The two maids hurriedly stepped forward to support Yang Huijun, and Yang Huijun had to turn around in one step.

As soon as she left, Qin Nanfeng turned over and got out of the bed and walked to the back window.

Ding Yin knew that he was going out, so he hurriedly followed him and planned to call someone in.

Then he saw him standing by the window, raised his sleeves and placed them under his nose and sniffed, then turned around and ordered, "Go and get hot water, I want to take a shower."

He smelled the smell of fragrant powder on Yang Huijun's body. If she had just gone to Xiaojiu like this, she would be unhappy.

...

Yun Jiao stood at the door of the house and looked at the sky outside the courtyard wall.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and there are the chirping of autumn insects outside.

Qiao Si has been leaving for more than half an hour. Calculate it, there should be some movement ahead.

"Girl, don't stand here, it's cold outside." Jianjia stood behind her: "Or else, I will bring you a bun?"

"Okay." Yun Jiao nodded.

Jianjia turned around and entered the room, and after a moment, she ran out, leaned into her ear and whispered: "Girl, Young Master Qin is here."

When Yun Jiao heard this, she turned around and entered the room.

Jianjia did not follow in, but closed the door considerately and ordered to the maids guarding the door: "You all go down first."

The maids parted as they said.

In the room, Qin Nanfeng saw Yun Jiao and walked up to hold her hand with a smile: "When his hand is so cold, why are he still standing outside?"

Yun Jiao pulled her hand back and pretended to be angry and said, "What are you doing here for an irrelevant person?"

"Look at you." Qin Nanfeng smiled and hugged her: "I knew you must be unhappy, so I came here specially.

Isn’t that forced me?”

Yun Jiao snorted and pushed him away: "Who cares if you have to force me?"

She said, walking over and pushing open the window on one side, but she was still worried and wanted to watch the movement outside.

Qin Nanfeng walked over, hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her head, and asked her with interest: "When Lian Yanru was drunk and set fire, do you want to kill her life directly?"

"Do you know?" Yun Jiao was a little surprised and looked back at him.

"When I came, I happened to meet Qiao Si and the others carrying tincture oil." Qin Nanfeng laughed softly: "After a while, Lian Yanru is afraid that she will die without death."

"Why, I think I'm cruel?" Yun Jiao couldn't help but smile and turned to look out the window.

"My Xiaojiu is not cruel and ruthless. We are called distinction between grudges and grudges." Qin Nanfeng hugged her tightly and gently rubbed her head.

Yun Jiao raised her hand and held his hand, looked out the window: "She probably wouldn't die so easily, and I don't want her to die. I want her to die than to die."
Chapter completed!