"What do I mean? You know very well in your heart. Don't think everyone else is stupid. It's late at night. Should your wife take good care of her husband?"

The wind jumps the action rudeness, don't have a silk to want to pity the meaning of jade, continue to hold Fu Yue Yi's chin.

Fu Yueyi didn't expect that Feng Yue was so rude. She didn't have a gentleman's demeanor.

"Feng Yue, you dare. The strength of my marriage is not your uncle. Let him go right away."

Feng Yue releases Fu Yueyi and pushes her. She has an unstable center of gravity and falls heavily on the bed. She didn't expect that Feng Yue would humiliate her so much. Instead, she found an old man

"Of course, it's the bridal chamber, madam. I can't satisfy you for my husband, but my uncle can. The children I will give birth to are also the blood of my Feng family. You should serve my uncle well."

Fu Yueyi had an ominous premonition in her heart. She stared at Feng Yue and said, "what are you going to do?"

He is Fengqian's eldest brother and uncle. Fengxun is in his fifties. He is a well-known woman who works as a caretaker in the court. He has been living under Fengqian's protection. He obeys Fengqian's orders. Seeing the charming beauty, he looks at Fu Yueyi with interest.

Feng Yue's words just fell, a middle-aged man with white hair came in.

Fengyue pressed her step by step, and Fu Yueyi stepped back. Fengyue held Fu Yueyi's waist and said, "we all know if it's you. You don't have to be silly. Uncle, come in!"

Fu Yueyi lowered her head and looked aggrieved.

"The matter of Fengyuan has nothing to do with me. How can my husband put it on me? I'm wronged."

Who can manage the affairs in the boudoir? Fu Yueyi, you design to kill Fengyuan. I'll give you a good account, and you can bear it well! "

Feng Yue sneered, "since you married me, that's my man. It's my business how I want to treat you. Does the princess want King Xin to do justice?

Fu Yueyi stepped back and put her hand over her chest.

"Husband, no matter what, I'm a princess who believes in the palace. I'm not a concubine that my husband can beat and scold at will. I'm looking forward to treating my husband like a guest. How can my husband treat me like this?"

Feng Yue releases her hand and tugs at it. Fu Yueyi's wedding dress is torn open. Fu Yueyi finally can't help it. She knows that her warm voice nephrite is useless for Feng Yue. She can't do it even if she asks her to beg for Feng Yue.

"The pain is right. It's just the beginning? I'd like to see how obedient the princesses who believe in Wang Fu's teachings are to their husbands. "

But Fengyue is not such a person.

"It hurts." Fu Yueyi originally wanted to refute, but when she thought about her purpose of marrying into Feng's family, she held back, frowning and crying, hoping that Feng Yue could release her. According to the normal situation, seeing her appearance, she would not bear to hurt her again.

The aristocratic childe has accepted Confucianism since he was a child. Most of them are elegant and polite. They are very different from the kind of rude man. But Fengyue doesn't have any habits of aristocratic children. On the contrary, he is rude like a bandit.

"What can you do for me? You are a member of the Feng family now. Do you dare to tell me about it? At that time, I'll see what face you still have. Fu Yueyi, that's the price you have to pay for hurting Feng Yuan. Uncle, you're welcome. Take your time. Don't worry. "

With this sentence, Fengyue has gone without looking back.

Fu Yueyi got up and wanted to run out, but he was stopped by Feng Xun. He pressed Fu Yueyi and fed her a pill, which he had prepared for a long time.