Yan Funing shuddered all over, as if an electric current was rushing through her limbs again.
lecher!
You shameless scoundrel, where did you learn these tricks?
--
After the morning court session, all the Hanlin scholars went to the Hanlin Academy.
On the way, Fu Ciyi sneezed.
Someone immediately asked, "Did Master Fu catch a cold?"
"No." Fu Ciyi waved his hand.
"Your Excellency is now the head of our Hanlin Academy and the chief minister of the cabinet. You must take care of your health."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone echoed them.
"It's okay." Fu Ciyi said, "It's cold today, everyone please take care of yourselves."
All the Hanlin scholars agreed.
Soon, everyone arrived at the Hanlin Academy and each took up their duties.
It was almost lunchtime when Fu Jiang arrived with a lunch box.
The food was warmed by charcoal fire under the food box, and the fragrance spread all the way to the office in the innermost part.
The Hanlin scholars, smelling the aroma, stretched their necks and asked one after another, "What's delicious? It smells so good!"
"If you want to eat, please go to Chengwenlou." Fu Jiang said with a smile, "This is what my young mistress made for you personally. You can only smell it."
After saying this, he hurried on.
Fu Ciyi dealt with official documents for the entire morning, and the feeling he felt last night would occasionally resurface on his fingertips.
It turns out that they don’t deserve it.
This is a very serious problem.
At this moment, Fu Jiang knocked on the door: "Sir, the young lady ordered her servants to bring the dishes."
Thinking of what he had just thought, Fu Ciyi's ears suddenly felt hot.
He cleared his throat and said, "Bring it in."
"Okay." Fu Jiang went in, placed the food box on the side table, and opened the lid to show his young master, "The food is still hot. The young lady said that you should eat it while it's hot. You didn't sleep much last night, so you should eat something to replenish yourself."
After closing the lid of the food box, he said, "I will get you some food right away."
Only two dishes were sent from home, and the meal had to be prepared in the dining hall of the Hanlin Academy.
"Okay." Fu Ciyi agreed.
Fu Jiang went out.
He passed by Yan Xinghe who was walking in slowly.
Hearing footsteps, Fu Ciyi turned around and said, "What do you want to talk to me about? Let's talk after dinner."
Yan Xinghe smiled and lowered his voice, "Your ears are a little red today. I wanted to ask you after the morning court session, but out of courtesy, I didn't ask in front of others. Now your ears are even redder. Hey, just tell me what bad things you did behind my sister's back last night?"
Fu Ciyi walked to the desk and leaned back in his chair, "Hey, Second Brother Yan, what bad things could I possibly do?"
Yan Xinghe sneered: "Just pretend it's nothing. My sister cooked the food and I want to eat it."
"Is this the purpose?"
"That's right." Yan Xinghe admitted.
"Okay, go get your own food."
Yan Xinghe turned his head and said to the outside of the door: "Zhenxi, get some food."
Zhen Xi agreed and walked out quickly.
Suddenly, many people swarmed in front of the door like bees: "Master Fu, Master Yan can eat it, can we eat it too?"
Yan Xinghe shook his head: "Master Fu is my brother-in-law, you should find out clearly."
"We are all colleagues." Someone said shamelessly.
"Forget it." Fu Ciyi said.
Just when everyone thought they could eat together, Fu Ciyi said, "Fufeng Restaurant will reopen at the end of the year. I'd like to invite everyone to a private room on the third floor for a good meal."
Fufeng Restaurant has three floors: first, second and third. The higher the floor, the better and more expensive the dishes.
Everyone then happily agreed.
After dinner, Yan Xinghe said, "Dad and Mom miss Fu Ning. You and your wife should come back tonight. If you can stay for a few days, please do so. We previously said we would stay twenty days a month, but we never did."
Fu Ciyi replied with shame: "You should go."
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When he returned home from work in the evening, Fu Ciyi took Yan Funing to Yan's house.
In the car, Yan Funing was confused: "Why do you suddenly want to accompany me back?"
She didn't even mention it herself.
Fu Ciyi said, "Your second brother said that your parents miss you."
Yan Funing took his arm and said, "I see. Thank you for accompanying me back."
“It’s not hard, the day is sweet, and the night is sweeter.”
Very hopeful.
He grabbed the little hand on his arm and interlocked his fingers with hers.
Yan Funing suddenly realized what he meant, lowered her eyes and blushed.
The man lifted her chin, staring straight at her. Seeing the new hairpin on her head, he asked, "Do you like it?"
"Yeah, I like it." She nodded.
Now he had a new and deeper understanding of the word "delicate". His heart ached and he felt pity for her. He kissed the back of her hand and said in a hoarse voice, "We are at the Yan family..."
Before he could finish his words, Yan Funing covered his mouth and said, "Don't say it."
"Okay, I won't tell you."
When the carriage stopped outside the Duke's Mansion, a carriage also stopped on the opposite side.
The couple saw a woman being helped down from the carriage by a woman's maid.
This woman was none other than Yan Yan'er.
Her belly was slightly bulging. One hand was holding the side of her waist, and the other hand was stroking her belly. She looked at them with a smile: "I'm back. The Second Madam asked me to come back to take care of the baby."
After saying that, he turned around and entered the Yan family.
This matter is not convenient to discuss at the gate of the mansion, nor in the front yard.
Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi entered the South Garden in silence.
It was getting late, so the couple went straight to Nanyuan Restaurant.
Yan Cheng, Hong Qingyi, the three Yan brothers, and Zeng Kerou were already waiting for them.
"Mom and Dad, my husband and I just ran into Yan Yan'er at the door. She said that Second Aunt asked her to come back to take care of the pregnancy." Yan Funing spoke as soon as she sat down.
Hong Qingyi sighed: "There is a reason for talking about this."
Yan Honghou squeezed his wife's hand, signaling her not to be sad.
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