Returning to Wangfu from Anjiafang, Anziran brought back a steamed buns. Fu Wutian began to prepare his Wang Hao to return to the door. He was afraid that he would not be able to return to his hometown the day after tomorrow. If he leaves today, he should be able to rush to Anyuan County tomorrow, but Stayed outside for one night.

An Ziran decided to start tomorrow morning.

They don't have much to prepare, but it's too late, and they still have to stay outside for one night.

Fu Wutian naturally listened to his words, and he just had to be outside. He didn't like it. If Wang Hao had two rooms, he would have to be cheeky and squeezed. It would not be good for him to see it.

Master Fu Lao knows that they are going to leave early, and immediately promised that his grandson and grandson would wait for them to come back. They will still have a calm and calm temple.

Fu Wutian did not believe his words at all. After the illness, Fu Lao Wangye, like the mouthlessness, also like ADHD. Every day, he runs around and gets into trouble. The vitality is not like the old man who has passed the year of the flower, so the next day When he went out, he wanted to be optimistic about the old prince.

There are two housekeepers in Fu Wangfu. Li Guanjia is only a deputy and not a master.

The butler is a middle-aged man with a beard. It is smaller than the Su butler. The smile is very gentle. It is more affinitive than the Li Guanjia, but An Zi is not the first to see him.

Yesterday, when he was with Fu Wutian, he saw that the Fu Guanjia was standing next to the old prince. He just looked at it in a hurry and didn’t look very careful. He heard him go out this morning, so I really saw it now. .

"Wang Ye, please rest assured, I will be optimistic about the old prince." Fu Yi nodded and smiled, the attitude is not humble, not so much he is the next person of Fu Wangfu, it is better to say that he is more like Fu Tiantian elders, in fact, from his surname Fu Seeing it, the status of the big housekeeper in the palace is definitely not as simple as the next person.

An Ziran heard that he and Fu Wutian’s wedding banquet were handled by the big housekeeper.

At this time, Fu Wutian said again: "In addition, I have to trouble the big housekeeper to take care of Wang Hao's younger brother, the king's little nephew, he is less than four months, and you have to pay more attention."

Little scorpion?

An Ziran was amazed at his carefulness. He was also prepared to mention this matter, but when he heard the little scorpion, he suddenly felt a feeling of being smashed. Fu Wutian’s face was so thick that he couldn’t catch up with the horse.

"This point also asks the prince to rest assured." Fu Yi heard about this incident when he came back yesterday. He knows that Wang Ye will go back to the door with Wang Hao today and has already arranged it.

Fu Wutian certainly believes that his careful housekeeper will take care of An Ziming. The reason why he only wants to let his Wang Hao hear it can be safely returned.

Then they took the carriage and left the city of Junzi, and headed for Anyuan County.

The carriage has the symbol of Fu Wangfu. Almost everyone in the city of Junzi recognizes it, but when it comes out of the Junzi City, others see that it is basically blind, and it is not recognized at all.

However, the carriage is very luxurious. When you look at the appearance, you know that its owner's identity is extraordinary. The space inside is also very large. It can take four or five adults and the speed is very fast. It is one or two times faster than the carriage he was sitting on. According to this speed, you can rush to Anyuan County without darkness.

An Ziran opened the curtain and looked at the horse running, brown fur and skin, and the heroic look was good. At first glance, I knew that it was not a general breed. So such a good horse was used to pull the carriage? It’s too violent.

Fu Wutian looked at An Ziran who had two positions away from him. He saw him looking at the outside and asked casually: "What is Wang Hao looking at?"

An Ziran regained his gaze. "A good horse is also willing to bring a carriage."

Fu Wutian said with joy: "The best horse is not as important as Wang Hao's return to the door. The ordinary horse is not fast, and the time is longer and longer."

An Ziran heard that he was for himself, and he couldn’t help but look at him.

Fu Wutian calmly let him look.

An Ziran regained his gaze. He did make him move with care. He noticed everything he didn't notice, but the more he did, the more determined he was to leave, otherwise he worried that he would fall and be gentle. The man is too tempting, even if the parts on the other side are the same as him.

Positive value

The carriage passed through a tea shed and Fu Wutian ordered a break.

There are not many people going back here. There are only him and Su Guanjia, and two descendants. Fu Wutian only brought two men, Ge Qianan and Shao Fei, but Fu Wutian seems to have prepared the big housekeeper. Many gifts, almost filled with a carriage, when the team stopped, it also caused the attention of many people in the teahouse.

"Several guest officials want to eat something, the shop is simple, there is nothing good, but also look forward to the guest officer." Xiao Er came over and showed a smile, and when they saw that they were dressed, they knew that they would definitely have status. I am afraid that they will disappoint the food here and explain it in advance. It is a person with a look.

Fu Wutian looked at An Ziran, "What does the lady want to eat?"

As soon as the words came out, Xiao Er’s strange eyes immediately fell on An Ziran.

An Ziran's face sank.

He did not answer, Fu Wutian let Xiao Er put a pot of tea, and then put some buns and snacks up, Xiao Er hurriedly turned and fled to escape.

An Ziran said with a blank expression: "Don't call my wife." Wang Hao can still force himself to endure, but now is not in the city of gentlemen, others do not know that they are the relationship between husband and wife, he does not want to let others know.

"What does the lady want the king to call you?" Fu Wutian asked.

An Ziran lived. He hoped that Fu Wutian would call him An Gongzi, but obviously it was impossible.

Fu Wutian joked: "How about An Shao?"

An Ziran calmly glanced at him. "You like to call it, I won't mind."

Fu Wutian immediately changed his mouth: "Just kidding, come out later, the king will call you a child."

An Ziran noodles.