Don’t Mess with the Tough Lady

However, all of this was returned to the other courtyard, and after looking for Du Xuechun for a long time, Feng Xuanche finally saw her in the suburbs.

Feng Xuanche turned his head back to Bieyuan in silence, staring blankly at the old master who was still concentrating on playing chess. Seeing Feng Xuanche's expression unhappy, the old master touched his gray beard and asked:

"What's the matter with you? It's hard to come to me, but my face is dark."

It turned out that Feng Xuanche loved this courtyard, so he bestowed it on his old master who had been friends with him. He occasionally came here to learn chess skills with the old master. Feng Xuanche just now left suddenly because the old master was drunk in the restaurant they used to visit, and he had forgotten the way back.

Feng Xuanche had to rush to find him, and took the old master back to the other courtyard. The old master drank some sober soup, and soon became sober after a cool breeze, and made a fuss about playing chess. Feng Xuanche had to play chess with the old master for a day, but seeing that Du Xuechun hadn't returned, he went to look for her, unexpectedly saw the scene in front of him.

"Hmph, do you really have no heart for women?" Feng Xuanche coldly looked at the chess pieces scattered on the chessboard and muttered.

"Huh? But the girl in your heart makes you sad?"

"Hahaha, love, love, mischief!"

The old master hadn't reacted at first. After reminiscing about the woman Feng Xuanche had said, he stood up with a hahaha smile, and left without waiting for Feng Xuanche's answer.

"..."

"Hmph, someone is not bruised all over by love!" Feng Xuanche retorted unconvincedly at the old master's back.

Looking at the endgame on the chessboard, Feng Xuanche became more angry the more he thought about it, and suddenly threw the entire chessboard to the ground in anger.

The servants who were waiting around immediately knelt to the ground, but no one dared to speak. Seeing their wimps, Feng Xuan Che suddenly furiously said: "Go away! Why are you kneeling here!"

The group of servants immediately ran away in fright, but Feng Xuanche stood there for a while, and then walked slowly along the path of the garden. He walked to the depths of the garden, walked under a few flower trees, and stopped there motionless.

The flowers are in full bloom here, and the scenery is naturally extremely beautiful. The branches and leaves are fresh and the flowers are clustered and beautiful. It is even more leisurely and pleasant than the scenery in the imperial garden.

The master just got angry, standing in a daze under the flower tree!

The servants ran to find the old master who was sitting high, but the old master was not surprised at all. After hearing this, I just counted the chess pieces in the jar in my hand, and then slowly said: "It's okay, it will be fine in a while. You only need to go down and prepare some delicious meals and wine. ."

The old master has spoken, so who would dare not listen? They retired one after another and ordered the small kitchen to cook according to the old master's requirements.

Du Xuechun, who had bid farewell to Chu Junhe and returned to the Bieyuan, heard the newly arrived maids muttering something as soon as he entered the courtyard. After listening carefully, Feng Xuanche turned out to have a tantrum.

Du Xuechun asked the reason, and stared at the sky for a while: He had seen the matter between himself and Chu Junhe just now.

Du Xuechun returned to the house, took out a hairpin, combed her hair in a simple and elegant bun, and took out a bright red robe from the closet, put it on her body, and said to the servant: "Take your master Give me his robe. The weather is getting colder and colder. I have to take it and put it on him."

The servant hurriedly handed over the robe, and then handed the food prepared in the small kitchen in the lunch box to Du Xuechun, only that the old master ordered it. Du Xuechun had no choice but to take his robe and lunch box and walk all the way to the garden.

Sure enough, just as the servant said, Feng Xuan Che was still sitting under the flower tree. At the beginning of the night, in the misty morning, Feng Xuan Che's back was wrapped in a pale blue mist, looking very depressed. Du Xuechun looked at it for a while, then walked over and put his hands on his shoulders.

At the tentacles, the clothes are already slippery.

Feng Xuan Che was about to get angry. When he turned around, he saw Du Xuechun dressed up like this. He couldn't help but smiled bitterly: "You finally came back. I thought you were fascinated by the flowers outside and couldn't bear to return home!"

Du Xuechun bent down and helped Feng Xuanche's arm to help him up: "You are my husband, my whole heart is here with you, how can I not come back."

After Du Xuechun helped Feng Xuanche stand, she put on the robe she had brought to Feng Xuanche. While busy, she said, "You have seen everything today? Why don't you come to talk to me?"

Du Xuechun smoothed the wrinkles on Feng Xuanche's chest, and then raised his eyes to look at Feng Xuanche.

"You are busy, what am I going to do!"

Feng Xuanche sneered several times, and suddenly grabbed Du Xuechun's hand hard, and after breathing three times, he tried to calm down and found that he was too excited. Only then did Du Xuechun's hands be thrown away, and several blue marks appeared on Du Xuechun's white hands.

"I'm sorry!" Feng Xuan Che lowered his head and said in a deep voice after seeing it.

"What?" Because Feng Xuan Che's voice was too low, Du Xuechun was still thinking about how to comfort him, and couldn't help but be distracted and didn't hear what Feng Xuan Che said clearly, and asked back.

"I'm sorry! I shouldn't lose my temper at you."

Feng Xuanche suddenly turned around, hugged Du Xuechun, and held her tightly in his arms. Du Xuechun was almost out of breath, but Du Xuechun did not push him away. Instead, he also stretched out his hand and gently patted Feng Xuanche on the back, soothing: "You didn't apologize to me, it's me who is not good!"

"No, it's me who is careful, knowing that you are nothing to Chu Junhe, but when you are together, I can't control my continuous thoughts."

Feng Xuan Che shook his head and kept denying.

"Okay! Don't be angry, okay?" Du Xuechun turned around and put a kiss on Feng Xuanche's face, whispering softly.

"I'm hungry and haven't eaten for a day. How about you?" Du Xuechun saw Feng Xuanche not speaking and continued.

"Hmph, so did I. I didn't have a meal for a day. I went to pick up the old master in the morning. That guy was full of food and drink in the restaurant, and I didn't eat anything.

Feng Xuanche lowered his head, rubbed Du Xuechun's face, and looked at Du Xuechun pitifully.

"Okay, the old master knows that you haven't eaten, so I don't want the small kitchen to cook the food, let me bring it, let's eat it together?" Du Xuechun smiled helplessly, pushed Feng Xuan Che aside, and took the lunch box from the side. Toru shook in front of him.

"That fellow has a conscience!"

Seeing Feng Xuanche being so proud, Du Xuechun smiled without saying a word, took out one end of the food in the lunch box and placed it on the stone table.

Suddenly, the aroma of the food surged up. The two people who were hungry and hungry instantly opened their appetites, took the bamboo on the stone table, sat down and ate.