Rebirth of the Princess She is weird

Yuan Fuge hooked Lu Yanxiu's legs, he let out a low cry, and then a woman's moan came out from inside. Now everyone knew what General Lu was doing.

Yu Cong was not giving up and wanted to knock again, and then he heard the sound of the bed shaking. By now even the most dull-witted person would know what was going on.

"Well, young master, why don't we leave..." The servant behind him had a shy face and pulled Yu Cong's clothes.

"Yes, Shaoqing, you also saw it. Botang and the princess were..." Mrs. Lu was not in a position to continue.

All the men in the family were not at home, leaving only her and Mianmian. But this little girl was angry with her brother and refused to come no matter what. When Yucong finally came, she was the only woman in the front hall.

Yu Cong is now a favorite of the emperor. They can't afford to offend him, nor can they stop him.

Seeing that the shadow outside the house was still motionless, the woman was silent for a moment and then her voice became louder.

Yuan Fuge shouted loudly, and Lu Yanxiu quickly poured water for her.

When she saw his muscular chest, she felt like something was missing. "I'm sorry," she said, then she slapped him with her palm. Soon red marks appeared on his back. The woman felt that this was not enough, so she gave him some water to drink so that his lips would be brighter.

Yu Cong knocked on the door again without giving up.

Despite repeated attempts by outsiders to persuade him, Yu Chong still insisted on doing what he wanted.

This time there was no way to avoid it, Yuan Fuge took the red robe and put it on his shoulders.

Lu Yanxiu pushed open the door and said impatiently, "Didn't I tell you that I'm newly married and I'm resting."

He came to open the door shirtless, his shoulders full of ambiguous marks, his Adam's apple rolling up and down, as if a good thing was interrupted.

Yu Cong calmed down his expression that was about to collapse and said, "General, please don't embarrass me."

"I said I'm still getting married, don't you understand?"

Yu Chong still said seriously: "Major General, I am just doing my job impartially."

"Why, a great young master likes to hear the sound of others enjoying themselves."

A cold voice sounded, hitting Yu Cong's soft spot.

Being teased by the woman he loved, he felt as if his soul was pierced and he almost forgot what he was doing here.

Yuan Fuge stood behind Lu Yanxiu wrapped in the red robe, "This is not a brothel, go to a whorehouse if you want to listen."

Yu Cong clasped his fists and bowed his head, saying immediately: "I didn't mean that. I was just catching the assassin!"

"How dare you!" Yuan Fuge swung her sleeves and shouted, "You came to my room to catch assassins during my wedding. Are you thinking that my husband is on good terms with you and I don't dare to do anything to you?"

Yu Cong knelt down and said, "I am terrified, but I am really doing my job impartially for Yuan Zhao's safety."

She is not afraid of using this to pressure her. Yuan Fuge turned around and said, "Then I will continue. You come to the room to check."

After saying that, she climbed onto Lu Yanxiu's neck and kissed him.

Mrs. Lu was excited. She didn't expect that the eldest princess, who looked weak and timid on weekdays, was actually so open.

Yu Cong was stunned for a moment, and a distant smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "Princess, I have no intention of offending you, because this piece of cloth is only owned by the newly married Prince Consort!"

He handed the red cloth with cloud pattern to Yuan Fuge for inspection.

Yuan Fuge picked it up, rubbed it for a few times, and threw it back to him, "This kind of fabric is everywhere on the street."

Yu Cong held the cloth and said, "This is Shu brocade, which is the annual tribute from the palace. How can it be found in the market?"

He spoke righteously, but he didn't know that Yuan Fuge had already checked this dress.

This is because Concubine Xian cut corners and used fake materials to fool people. "In that case, please ask Shaoqing to invite a cloth shop owner in the market to see what material this is made of?!"

Yu Cong frowned and waved his hand to ask someone to invite the cloth shop owner.

Lu Yanxiu put on his coat, and Yuan Fuge sat beside him. She looked up and gave Madam Lu a reassuring smile, "Mother-in-law, it's late, you should go to bed first, so as not to delay tomorrow's work."

Insinuating that Yu Cong was ignorant, Madam Lu rolled her eyes at him, flicked her sleeves and sat there, "I won't leave. I want to protect the princess with my son to prevent anyone from taking advantage of her!"

"You..." Yu Cong turned around with bloodshot eyes, then looked at Yuan Fuge and chuckled twice, with a chill in his cold voice.

"Whether you two have been to the temple today, you will know when the cloth shop owner comes over!"

He looked at the brocade robe on Yuan Fuge, and his eyes darkened.

Lu Yanxiu raised his eyes, deftly put his arms around his wife's body, used his arms to block the beauty in his arms, and with a fierce look, warned her to stay away from them.

Yu Cong disdained this form of demonstration. He is now the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple, and he is the emperor's right-hand man and cannot lose his sense of proportion.

He shook off the dust on his body, smiled sneerly, and looked outside.

As the night deepened, the market outside had just ended and Mr. Qian, the owner of the cloth shop, was about to go to bed when there was a knock on the door.

Boss Qian held the fat body and opened the door impatiently. As soon as he stuck his head out, a cold knife was placed on his neck.

He immediately raised his hands and said tremblingly: "Sir, please spare my life. I didn't do anything. You..."

"Do you recognize Shujin?"

"Let's get to know each other. I buy goods from outside every year."

Lan Ling asked coldly: "Do you know the Shu brocade that is the annual tribute?"

Boss Qian was sweating profusely. "I only have folk styles here. I dare not buy the palace style."

"Ask you if you know!" Lan Ling put the knife down a little harder, and Boss Qian immediately said, "I can recognize it."

"When you identify it, just say that the cloth is Shujin, okay?!" He made a gesture to silence the witness, "Otherwise, you know what I'm talking about."

"Got it!" Boss Qian was trembling with fear.

A group of people led people into the night.

At the Lu Mansion, Shopkeeper Qian carefully examined the piece of "Shu Brocade" and immediately declared, "This is Shu Brocade!"

Yuan Fuge frowned and shrank back. Could the virtuous concubine be so generous?

Is this coarse cloth Shu brocade? It definitely isn't from the rough feel.

This shopkeeper must be lying.

Then the black-clothed servant beside Yu Cong grunted, and Yuan Fuge's face immediately turned even paler.

Framed, Yu Cong, you and Shen Huaixu are indeed in the same boat!

Yu Cong raised his eyebrows, stood up and looked down at their family.

He pointed at Yuan Fuge's clothes and said, "I know there are differences between men and women, but we cannot stop investigating the case. I have no choice but to let this expert in fabric look at the material of the fabric."

"Yu Cong, you are so rude. How can people like you get close to the princess?" Lu Yan protected Yuan Fuge and stared at him.

Yu Cong turned slightly and said calmly, "Why, is the young general anxious?"

He curled his lips and smiled, "Or did you do something bad that you don't want others to know about?"

"Let him come."

Yuan Fuge jumped out of her husband's arms and squeezed his shoulders gently, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Yu Chong looked at the affectionate couple and felt uneasy again.

The two of them can be said to be that the King Xiang is interested, but the goddess has no dream.

This is a princess, and it happened in the room. The young master is really brave to handle the case to this extent.

Shopkeeper Qian carefully held the edge of Yuan Fuge's robe and examined it, fearing that he had offended the noble and lost his head.

The gold thread on this material looks delicate, but it is dark in color, feels rough, and flashy, and it is obviously a fake.

He tilted his head and looked at Lan Ling over there, "Is this... Shu Brocade?!"