After Entering the Wrong Wedding Chamber, I Went to Farm with a Sullen Powerhouse. – Chapter 747

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第747章 拳脚相向
颜芙凝短促而笑:“所以门口那些丫鬟就是被你这般吓唬的?”

少年不耐烦:“你到底画不画?”

颜芙凝环视:“连桌椅都没,我怎么画?”

少年指着堆在地上的笔墨纸砚:“趴地上画,小爷我就是趴在地上画的。”

“那可不成,今日来参加秋宴,我穿了好看的衣裳,可不想弄脏了。”

“地面干净。”

“再干净,我也不趴。”

“你怎么这般麻烦?”少年走了几步,指向院中的石桌,“可画么?”

“石桌桌面小坑小洼,不够平整,我所画需要书案光洁,还要有刻度的尺子。”

“真烦!”

少年嘟囔一句,搁下手中的弩,也不唤人,自个去旁的屋子搬来一张书案。

而后又拉来一把椅子。

“物什准备好。”他抬了抬下巴,双手环抱,“你快画,要有刻度的尺子,没有。”

颜芙凝叹息一声,弯腰从地上拾起笔墨纸砚,一一在书案上摆好,这才落座提笔。

虽说没有尺子,好在她手稳。

只寥寥数笔勾线,便教少年眸光变了变。

少女执笔的笔尖仿若有灵性一般,弩的各种细节机关精巧地跃然纸上。

望山与悬刀该在何处安装,她都用箭头标注了出来。

不仅如此,箭的配置亦有。

“我若给你找把有刻度的尺子,你是不是能画得更好?”

颜芙凝仍旧低头作画:“也不是说画得更好,而是在数据与细节上能把控得更精确。毕竟多一分精确,就多一分杀伤力。”

少年急道:“你先别画了,我去找尺子,我要大杀伤力的弩。”

“我只答应画一幅。”

颜芙凝笔墨不停,只片刻,就搁了笔。

少年欣喜地拿起画稿端详,须臾便懊悔。

他若寻来尺子,此刻的弩画会更精巧。

“你要如何才能再帮我画一幅?”他问。

颜芙凝起身:“今日我不画了,你这藏书阁内,我得翻几本医书。”

“医书?医书有。”

少年抬手领路。

门口守卫与丫鬟见状,惊愕不已。

他们王府的小祖宗,何时这般彬彬有礼了?

颜芙凝跟随少年来到一间屋子里,里头书架林立。

少年指向其中两排书架:“这边是医书。”

颜芙凝便取了几本翻看。

颜瑜听闻颜芙凝在藏书阁,想到今日小儿子也在,遂火急火燎地赶来。

在丫鬟的所指下,她直接寻到了书屋外。

正要喊,只见往日没个正型的小儿子正帮颜芙凝取高处的书籍。

怔愣一瞬,到底还是喊出声:“龙旭,你给我出来!”

龙旭瞥一眼母亲,嚷道:“我可不帮你招待客人,我忙着呢。”

颜芙凝搁下手中的书籍,朝颜瑜福了礼:“姑母。”

颜瑜含笑入内,亲自扶起颜芙凝:“乖。”

龙旭吃惊,问向颜芙凝:“你是颜家女?”

“如何说话的?”颜瑜呵斥,“她是你表妹。”

旋即温柔与颜芙凝介绍:“这浑小子十一月底生的,你十二月生,我还在坐月子时,你娘便生了你,否则我定要陪她生产的。”

倘若她陪洪清漪生产,于氏便没机会动手脚。

好在娘家亲侄女终于寻回来了。

“你们可相互认识了?”她又问。

颜芙凝颔首:“能在藏书阁令侍卫丫鬟不敢吱声的,我便猜到小表哥的身份了。”

龙旭嗤声:“你怎么不早说?”

“真是稀罕,你往日谁都不想搭理,如今知道表妹的好了?”颜瑜忍不住问。

要知道芙凝认亲宴那会,这浑小子压根就没出席。

口口声声说,不管哪个表妹都无趣得很。

“母妃,她能画弩图。”龙旭坦诚。

颜瑜扶额,小儿子还是原来的德性。

就这时,有小厮跑来:“王妃,不好了,校场那边打起来了。”

“本就在比武,有何大惊小怪的?”龙旭喝道,“莫在藏书阁喧哗!”

小厮躬身垂首,轻声道:“确实在比武,跟随颜三公子一道来的小公子将人打出了血,这会子场面乱了。”

“北墨?”颜芙凝急忙道,“姑母,我去看看。”

“好,校场那边有你姑父在,你想如何,与他说一声便是。”微顿下,颜瑜吩咐小儿子,“龙旭,你陪芙凝过去。”

本以为小儿子不会答应,没想到他高兴应下:“我去。”

颜瑜欣慰道:“那就好,我这边还有几位王妃与世家夫人要陪,委实走不开。”

颜芙凝便随龙旭去往校场。

校场距离藏书阁较远,快速行走了一刻多钟才到。

他们到时,就看到场地上有个高台,台上此刻还在对打,瞧架势颇乱。

台下有人捂着脸,一个劲地嚷:“都给本世子揍,狠狠揍他!”

还有不少男子起哄。

颜芙凝的视线再度移到台上,只见七八个侍卫打扮的男子,正将颜博简与傅北墨围在中间,拳脚相向。

此般局面,她就算喊再大声,也无人应她。

得请姑父出马!

遂问身旁的少年:“龙旭,姑父在哪?”

龙旭哼声:“没大没小。”

方才在母妃跟前,她喊他小表哥,此刻竟直呼名字。

到底还是环视一周,场上赛马的,看台旁看热闹的,全都没有父王的身影。

“父王不在。”

说罢,便命小厮去寻。

颜芙凝无法,微提裙裾去了看台旁。

龙旭急忙去拉她:“你疯了,被揍到如何办?”

颜芙凝顾不得了,大声喊:“别打了,都别打了!”

她的嗓音本就动听,此刻拔高了喊,甚是悦耳。

再加上没有世家贵女过来校场,她这么一喊,台下所有人的目光都移向了她的身上。

而台上打架的阵势却丝毫未停。

有人问:“谁家女子?还挺好看的。”

有人道:“颜家认回的嫡女,先前宫宴上出现过。”

倏然,有个唇角流血的少年讥笑出声:“哦,就是那个教池郡王与傅状元相争的女子。”

他打量颜芙凝的眸光教台上的颜博简与傅北墨很不舒服。

两人展开手脚,打人的劲头比之方才翻了倍。

龙旭高声道:“谁再动手,给我滚出成王府!”

“哟,只会削木头的木匠也知道维护人了?”那少年擦了下唇角的血,冲台上的侍卫道,“继续打!”

After Entering the Wrong Wedding Chamber, I Went to Farm with a Sullen Powerhouse.

After Entering the Wrong Wedding Chamber, I Went to Farm with a Sullen Powerhouse.

入错洞房后,我跟阴鸷权臣去种田
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On the day of the grand wedding, due to a twist of fate, the bride mistakenly entered the wrong bridal chamber. Yan Funing saw that her new husband turned out to be someone she had previously offended. Realizing that he would soon become a cold and ruthless power minister with cruel methods, her legs went weak. Unexpectedly, the day after their wedding, they were sent to the countryside to farm. Not wanting to follow the path of a disposable female lead, she worked hard to build a family business, trying to win him over and be a good nominal wife. Fu Ciyi discovered that his new bride was a woman who had previously rejected his marriage proposal. He could have immediately sought a divorce, but he suddenly changed his mind. A woman like her was perfect for daily torment. Little did he expect this woman to be delicate and charming, with every frown and smile alluring him... He tried hard to restrain himself, only to find that the one being tormented was himself. One day, Fu Ciyi was attacked and struck on the head; thereafter, he frequently dreamed of a woman. In his dreams, he never clearly saw her face, but he knew she had a birthmark on her body, resembling a blooming lotus... One evening, while Yan Funing was bathing in her room, she accidentally exposed her waist, which he saw. The cold man narrowed his phoenix eyes, a complex emotion hidden deep within them that she couldn't comprehend. Feeling inexplicably panicked and wanting to escape, the man tightened his grip on her waist and frowned as he warned, "Don't tempt me again!" Yan Funing: "..." Who was it that held onto her waist without letting go?

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