After Entering the Wrong Wedding Chamber, I Went to Farm with a Sullen Powerhouse. – Chapter 1102

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第1102章 得加把劲
“那我们早些去,起码与南窈说说话,如今的她心里肯定烦闷得很。”

“我先去书房写封举荐信。”

“夫君可要我帮忙研墨?”

“再好不过。”傅辞翊捏捏她的肩头,嗓音轻柔,“可是你的身子大抵还是躺着休息为好。”

经他一说,颜芙凝来气:“都怪你。”

还是疼。

这份疼令她这会子想起都倒吸一口凉气。

傅辞翊伸手探过床幔,从床头柜上取了药膏进来,钻进被窝里。

“喂。”她按住他,“做什么?”

“抹药,娘子乖些。”

痛在她的身上,疼在他的心里。

颜芙凝捂了脸:“你快些。”

“快不了。”锦被底下传出又低又沉的嗓音,似乎克制着什么,“抹药是细致活。”

颜芙凝拗不过他,随他去了。

好一片刻后,傅辞翊从被子底下探出头来,手上抓了个夜明珠,还有一盒药膏:“娘子今日多休息,走路也轻缓些。”

“知道了。”

有事情要做,还得进宫陪南窈,即便身子懒得想躺着,颜芙凝还是起来。

夫妻俩吃了早膳去了书房。

傅辞翊自个落座前,先拉了把椅子至书案一侧,又取了软垫搁下,这才示意妻子落座。

见他如此贴心,颜芙凝不禁莞尔,书房内也没旁的人,遂直言:“此刻知道疼人,夜里怎么不疼我?”

“我那不是疼你了么?”傅辞翊施施然入座,矜冷的俊脸上神情微动。

她一听就明白了话里的意思。

自个要她疼人,那是让他别想着与她做那事。

而他的疼人,直接就是字面意思,弄疼了她。

委实羞恼,又不便发作,瞪他一眼,终究拢了袖摆帮他研墨。

傅辞翊铺纸,拿镇纸压着,待她研墨差不多了,取笔蘸墨,书写。

颜芙凝好奇:“其实夫君与吏部说一声就成了,再则问风调回京城来,也是他在凌县当县令有功的缘故。”

“写举荐信正式些,也给吏部时间去考量,亦有我与他们商议的余地,并非用身份去压人。再则我仅仅是睿王,又不是监国的太子。”

“我明白了,你与我二哥想得都细致。”

傅辞翊轻笑摇首:“你二哥原来想着当内阁首辅。”

“你说你当内阁首辅之时,我二哥是否羡慕,故而如今他有了这个目标?”

“能进内阁之人,谁人不将首辅一职当成目标?”

“这倒也是。”颜芙凝颔了颔首,“我二哥学问好,习得一手好字,又画得一手好丹青,在仕途上已有不少建树。睿王殿下加把劲,也让我二哥如愿呗。”

“娘子在求我?”

“这是求么?我只是在与殿下商议。”

她垂眸继续研墨。

傅辞翊写好举荐信,又在一旁的信封上写了几个字,很快搁了笔:“加把劲的事,有些事情轻而易举能做到,有些事情许是有不少波折。”

“啊?”颜芙凝不解,“那请殿下仔细说说。”

“娘子快快好,今晚来三回如何?”

此事上加把劲,于他来说实在是求之不得。

颜芙凝瞪大了眼,搁下墨条,起身便走。

傅辞翊拿起书案上写好的举荐信,又拿起信封,边走边将信纸叠好装入:“王妃怎么恼了?”

她到底走不快,眨眼就被他追上。

刚想说什么,周围有下人经过见礼:“殿下,王妃。”

颜芙凝只好抿紧了嘴,秋水般的眸子瞪着眼前这个高出他一个头的高大男子。

傅辞翊唇角漾着弧度,唤来傅溪:“去一趟吏部。”

“是,殿下。”

傅溪双手接下书信,后退着离去。

待周围的下人也都走远了,颜芙凝抬手拧了拧某人的脸:“你能要点脸吗?”

“娘子说什么,为夫怎么听不懂?”

傅辞翊将她小手拢在手心,端的是清贵华然,哪里还有夜里的孟浪?
她被气笑了。

“娘子不是说要进宫陪南窈,那此刻出发?”

“嗯。”

夫妻俩回房换了衣裳,而后直奔皇宫。

他们到时,寻常举办宫宴的大殿内满是忙碌的身影,可见是为使团设宴做准备。

“先去南窈宫里。”傅辞翊压低声问身旁的她,“走路可还疼?”

“还好的,你别动不动就问。”

这种事总归羞人,若被人瞧出端倪又问起,她如何作答?

倏然身后传来一道爽利的喊声:“芙凝。”

声音很熟,颜芙凝转头过去,竟见庞安梦与靳令岑相携而来。

她赶忙快走几步,竟忘记了身子的不适,很快到了庞安梦跟前:“你们怎么进京了?怎么也不早早知会我一声?”

傅辞翊一怔。

要她走路轻缓,竟走这么快。

忍着疼就为一个庞安梦?

靳令岑这厮就暂且不提。

心里虽不是滋味,到底还是缓步跟了去。

庞安梦拉住颜芙凝的手,兴奋道:“昨儿夜里到的,原想着今日去睿王府拜访,哪里想到一早就接到宫里设宴的消息。我就想着早早地来,或许就能遇到你了。”

“我们虽在西南,但京城的大事都知道。你与殿下真是聪明,那么久远的事情都查得清楚。”

话落,亲热抱住了颜芙凝。

两个女子抱在一起,傅辞翊与靳令岑对视一眼,彼此只好笑笑。

察觉什么,颜芙凝连忙轻轻推开庞安梦,欣喜盯着她的肚子:“你有了?!”

“嗯。”庞安梦晃着脑袋,拍拍尚不怎么显怀的肚子,“怎么样,我们赢了吧?”

“别这么拍。”

“没事,皮实着呢。”

“到底是将门虎女。”颜芙凝扣住她的手腕,搭上脉搏,只片刻便惊呼一声,“三个月了?”

“嗯,三个月多一点。”庞安梦嘻嘻笑,“芙凝,你肚子里有没有,是不是没满三个月不能说?”

视线下移,瞧她肚子那么平,就算有,顶多一个月。

颜芙凝含笑摇首:“没有呢,你与世子赢了。”

庞安梦拿手肘撞靳令岑:“你听听,芙凝说我们赢了。”

靳令岑不禁诉苦:“芙凝,你知道她为了赢这个比试,天天逼我喝大补汤。我说我不必喝,她非逼着我喝。”

“你一个外出就会水土不服之人,自然要补。”庞安梦摸了摸肚子,“好在他争气,让我怀上了。”

转眸看向傅辞翊:“殿下得加把劲。”

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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.

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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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