Being a Lady of an Influential Family: 246, the shadow (three more)

Although neither Fu Fengcheng nor Fu Yucheng participated in the auction last night, the Zhaoying Sword still fell into Fu Fengcheng's hands smoothly.

Leng Sa was about to take a nap when Lan Jing came to tell the Overseer that they had sent the Shadow Sword over. Leng Sa, who was about to get a good night's sleep because yesterday was too hard, immediately jumped up from the bed, and didn't even bother to change clothes and ran to the door to carry the sword back.

This photo is indeed something that can be regarded as a family heirloom by the Fu family. It is indeed a rare and famous sword. It has a history of thousands of years, but because people have always used it, although no one has used it since modern times, it is often maintained, and the whole sword is still gleaming and sharp.

She was so excited that Fu Fengcheng couldn't sleep. Sitting up from the bed, looking at Leng Sa gesturing with his sword, he said, "It seems that Madam likes it?"

Leng Sa said with a smile, "It's not bad, this sword... The Fu family didn't seem to be shooting, right? You shouldn't have robbed Hong Tianci's treasure house directly, right?"

Not only did the sword not shoot, Leng Sa even suspected that Hong Tianci's pile of treasures, whether they were shot or not, fell into Fu Fengcheng's hands. To her question, Da Shao Fu, who was sitting on the head of the bed in a thin long gown, answered as a matter of course: "Of course not."

Leng Sa raised his head in surprise, "I gave it back to Hong Gang?" Yan Guo didn't pluck his hair, which was not in line with Master Fu's behavior.

Fu Fengcheng said: "Two heavy treasures are officially returned to the government and will be sent to the Six Southern Provinces Museum. The ones that have been sold will naturally be taken away by the guests. The Hongbang voluntarily donated all the income to the Six Southern Provinces. Wei Changxiu, Long Yue, and Xiao Yiran each picked a few pieces for souvenirs that could be auctioned off in time, and Madam can also pick two pieces if she likes it."

Leng Sa was speechless for a while, did the Hong Gang dare not volunteer? The former gang leader of his own made such a big thing, and if the Hong Gang was not wiped out by everyone, it would be Hong Fu Qi Tian, ​​and even if the real bandits and bandits did not have the professionalism of Fu Dujun.

"I don't think Hong Tianci will survive for a few days even if he doesn't get caught with a terminal illness." She was so angry that if the treasures that her family had accumulated over several lifetimes were divided up like this, she would be so angry that she would die with the other party.

Learning from the ancient swordsman who held the dagger and gestured in front of him a few times, he instantly felt a lot more heroic.

But it's really not popular to use swords now. If you are equipped with such a thing every day, it will definitely become the focus of everyone's attention, not to mention that she can't use a sword at all.

He raised his hand and stroked the little fox that was engraved vividly under the hilt, and Leng Sa couldn't help but glared at it fiercely.

But then she thought that the guy she really wanted to stare at was hundreds of years old, and suddenly felt empty and boring.

Sure enough, Master Leng has the longest life. He will go to your grave to dance!

Fu Fengcheng looked at her suddenly disappointed look and stretched out his hand to her. Leng Sa thought he wanted to see too, so he handed the sword over. Fu Fengcheng took the sword with one hand and put it on the bedside table. With one hand, he held her finger that caressed the edge of the sword, "Be careful to cut your hand." This is indeed an ancient sword, but its sharpness is three points better than that of a modern dagger. .

Leng Sa sighed softly and sat down on the edge of the bed weakly.

Fu Fengcheng asked: "What's the matter? Madam doesn't like it?"

"I like it." Leng Sa said regretfully: "Unfortunately, no one uses this kind of dagger anymore, so I can only have a look at it."

"Look back and I'll ask someone to find you a good knife." Fu Fengcheng said.

Seeing his serious face, Leng Sa's mood suddenly relaxed a lot, "I'm just average, so I don't need to be so serious."

Fu Fengcheng said: "My wife has a problem with understanding the word general."

"Are you complimenting me?" Leng Sa blinked, knelt beside the bed and stared at Fu Fengcheng.

Fu Fengcheng said, "Could it be that I'm boasting too obscurely, Madam didn't hear it?"

It's obscure enough, but Lord Leng is smart.

Fu Fengcheng said: "Since Mrs. gift has been received, then we can continue to discuss the business."

Leng Sa has some doubts, "What's the matter?"

"Last night..."

Leng Sa rushed over to cover his mouth just as he uttered two words. Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows lightly and did not make a sound, just staring at Leng Sa. Leng Sa coughed slightly embarrassedly and put down his hand, "That... I'm wrong to drink too much and go crazy, I apologize. Can we stop talking about this issue?"

"No." Fu Fengcheng categorically refused.

"Why?!" Leng Sa was puzzled, but he didn't suffer.

Fu Fengcheng said: "Since we got married, Mrs. has repeatedly dismissed me and shied the responsibility..." Obviously, Master Fu really felt that he was at a disadvantage.

Wait! What do you mean I've been frivolous with you several times? !

Fu Fengcheng seemed to see the dissatisfaction in Leng Sa's heart and said: "The first time, under the big banyan tree in your school, the second time you fell asleep at night. In the room...on the floor...and..."

"Wait! Wait!" Leng Sa was furious. Who was frivolous and who knew who was frivolous that time at school?

Fu Fengcheng looked at her and sighed, "You really don't intend to take responsibility."

I take the blame for your uncle!

"You've been frivolous with me too." Leng Sa said confidently, she was a little bit lecherous, but the surnamed Fu was not a decent gentleman. Are you all evened out?

All adults, what kind of innocence do you play?

Fu Dashao is more assertive than her, "You are my wife, why is it strange that I am frivolous? You are strange that I am not frivolous?"

"I..."

Fu Fengcheng raised his eyebrows, "What does Madam want to say?"

Leng Sa took a deep breath and stared at the man sitting in front of him, "Fu Fengcheng, are you kidding me?"

"Madam misunderstood." Fu Fengcheng said with a smile in his eyes.

Leng Sa's eyes turned slightly, a hand pressed on his shoulder, and he said with a smile: "You want me to be responsible?"

Fu Fengcheng looked slightly sideways at her white fingers that fell on his shoulders and slowly slid down, "I think...the relationship with Madam should be changed. Madam, what do you think?"

The white fingertips gently opened the front of his shirt, revealing a flat chest, and there was a faint red mark on his neck, which was really pretty.

"I remember, the young master seems to have said... I lack femininity and should learn from Miss Zheng?"

Fu Fengcheng stretched out his hand to hold her hand that was messing with him, and said without changing his face, "Madam is not only beautiful and charming, but also has both civil and military skills. This is the temperament that a woman in the new era should have." It's thick enough that the past mouth owes won't affect me.

Leng Sacai didn't care about the hand he was holding, the other hand had already climbed up his handsome face, and even got up and gently dropped a kiss on the scar at the corner of his eye, "Young master is so handsome I really can't bear to face. But...I have a question."

Fu Fengcheng looked at her, "What?"

Leng Sa whispered, "The rumor... huh?" Master Leng is not a shy and innocent girl, nor is she lustful and timid, she is simply not sure if Master Fu can do it. After all, it was Master Fu who stopped first by himself last time. What if that... Isn't everyone embarrassed?

Adults are very shameful.

But when Mr. Fu himself mentioned it now, of course he had to ask clearly.

Although her career and hobbies are a bit unusual, her hobbies in this area are absolutely normal and common, and have no unconventional ideas.

Of course Fu Fengcheng knew what she was talking about. After all, it wasn't the first time he heard this rumor.

It's just that these words came out of Leng Sa's mouth... In fact, they didn't say it, and it felt very strange.

Especially this woman is half in his arms at the moment.

"Do you want to try Madam?" Fu Fengcheng asked in a low voice.

"Okay." Leng Sa smiled enthusiastically. After killing the Quartet last night, that drink still can't completely relax and still a little excited.

Fu Fengcheng let out a low laugh, stretched out his hand and pulled the person directly into his arms.

In the bedroom in the afternoon, the door was closed.

In the spacious bedroom, the outer space, separated by a wall, is empty and silent, but there is a blushing sound inside.

Through the hollowed-out partition wall, the two figures in the half-draped bed curtain are entangled ambiguous.

When Xia Wei'an stepped into the courtyard, she saw Lan Jing sitting outside the study with a book and reading hard.

Lan Jing raised her head when she heard footsteps and saw Xia Wei hurriedly greeted, "Adjutant Xia, good afternoon."

Xia Wei'an nodded slightly, "The young lady is in the study?"

Lan Jing shook her head, "Is there anything wrong with Adjutant Xia? Young Master and Young Master are still on their lunch break."

Xia Wei'an raised his hand and glanced at the watch on his wrist. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon. Even if you have a lunch break, you should get up at most at half past one.

"Is there anything wrong with Adjutant Xia? Let me inform you?" Lan Jing asked curiously.

Actually, Xia Wei'an and Xu Shaoming do not need to be notified when they come to see the young master, but it is not the same when the young master and the young lady are in the bedroom.

Xia Wei'an shook his head and said, "It's not a big deal. Please pass this on to the young master." Xia Wei'an handed over the documents in his hand. Then wait.

Xia Wei'an is not surprised that Fu Fengcheng's routine is obviously different from normal. After all, the physical condition of the young and old is also different from before.

"Okay, no problem." Lan Jing nodded with a smile and accepted the document handed over by Xia Wei'an, "Does Adjutant Xia have anything to tell you?"

Xia Wei'an shook her head and turned to leave, watching Xia Wei'an leave, Lan Jing shook her head and turned around and put the document in the cold study, ready to wait for the elder to get up before giving it to him.

Returning to the door of the study to pick up the book, Lan Jing couldn't help but look up at the sky.

Young Master and Mrs. Young Master slept long enough today. Could it be that last night was really too hard? Then don't bother for now, anyway, it seems that there is really nothing to do today. Lan Jing thought silently in her heart, and soon became immersed in the book in her hand again.

The two people in the room were not asleep at this time.

Leng Sa lay lazily on Fu Fengcheng's broad and flat chest, gently stroking the scar on his chest with his fingers.

Fu Fengcheng leaned against the bed and looked down at the person in his arms. His long hair was messy, because there were still a few strands of sweat sticking to his forehead and cheeks. The originally fair and jade-like face was also dyed with a faint blush at this time, and it looked more and more charming and moving.

Looking up at Fu Fengcheng's deep eyes, she smiled coldly and said, "It's not my fault. Who made you forget that your wound was just cut open not long ago?" Of course she wasn't careful I forgot, but I can't blame her.

Fu Fengcheng snorted lightly, but did not speak. It's just that her long fingers caressed her smooth back carelessly, and she got up coldly and whispered in his ear, "Actually, I don't mind..."

Fu Fengcheng glanced at her lightly, "Don't think about it."

Leng Sa snorted and lay back lazily, "Then you can't blame me."

Fu Fengcheng turned over and occupied the top, stared at her condescendingly and said, "It will be fine soon."

Leng Sa thinks this is a bit unkind, "Actually...it doesn't need to be so fast."

"No, I can't wait." Fu Fengcheng whispered.

Leng Sa's eyes flickered slightly, "Your injury..." Hearing what Fu Fengcheng said, does it mean that the injury has been cured?

Fu Fengcheng didn't answer, and lowered her head to block what she wanted to say.

The otherwise peaceful room was once again plunged into a fiery heat.

This dog man, in the end let people talk well!