Fu Mingyuan said angrily, "Who else can it be, it's the second bastard of the Duke of Qin's family." Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Relying on the status of the Qin family, there are no less ridiculous things!"

The second bastard of the Qin family?

Fu Mingxian was stunned, and after thinking for a while, she remembered that it was Qin Luo who bullied her at the Lantern Festival.

Fu Mingxian suddenly narrowed her eyes, with a smile in the corner of her eyes.

A good Qin Luo, he sent it to the door by himself.

If it were a child of another family, she might think about it carefully, after all, the people don't fight with officials, and although her father has an official position, it is too low.

But this Qin Luoke, who bullied her, was different.

As the youngest son of the Qin family, Qin Luo is loved by the elders in the family, and he is used to not learning and not knowing, so he is almost the same as the second ancestor who eats and waits for death, and he often goes in and out of the land of fireworks and willows.

But Fu Mingxian knew that his personality was a little ruffian, but he didn't have bad intentions.

Her grandmother was the eldest daughter of the Qin family when she was unmarried, and she had taken Fu Mingxian to the Qin family several times, and she was very familiar with the cousins and cousins of the Qin family.

Qin Guogong also once joked that she and Qin Luo were natural nemesis, one thing descends one thing.

And the thing that made Fu Mingxian most excited was that although Qin Luo didn't learn and didn't know how to do it, the teacher he invited was Shang Yan, the second assistant of the cabinet.

The merchant is a scholarly family in Yingtian, a family of emperors, if he can say that Qin Luo will bring his brother as an accompaniment, he will also have a lot of benefits in learning.

Fu Mingyuan suddenly had a bad thought in his heart, "Ah Heng, what are you thinking?"

"I'm wondering, when are you going to be okay. Fu Mingxian put away the ointment neatly, signaling that Fu Mingyuan was already well, Qin Luo's matter was not yet confirmed, and she didn't want Fu Mingyuan to be disappointed.

"I went to coax my mother, and my mother's heart must be uncomfortable. ”

Fu Mingyuan was stunned and didn't think much about it, "Okay, then you can talk to your mother." ”

When she went out, Fu Mingxian's heart twitched inexplicably, and she didn't know why when she faced Fu Mingyuan's eyes, the figure of another person always flashed in her mind.

Fu Mingyuan.

Her half-brother.

In her previous life, her mother Fu Zheng and He Jinxiu were among the best husband and wife models in Yingtian, her father was affectionate, and she was the only mother in this life.

Fu Mingxian was once the envy of nobles in the capital, which family didn't have to beware of the sister and sister who had different intentions and stepped on their own position, but Fu Mingxian didn't have to think about anything, she had her own parents' protection.

Perhaps because she was too perfect, she was jealous of the heavens, her father died in a great battle, and her mother killed herself.

As soon as her parents passed away, an outer room claiming to be Fu Zheng from the mother and son broke into the Fu family.

The most hateful thing is that Fu Guogong, that is, her uncle, actually admitted the identity of the mother and son.

She didn't like her nominal cousin, and even hated it, but just now Fu Mingyuan's eyes suddenly remembered Fu Mingyuan.

He had also looked at himself with such eyes, longing for him to recognize him as an older brother.

Fu Mingxian suddenly wanted to laugh, what she insisted on in her previous life was really blinded, and she couldn't see clearly who was really good to herself.

Fu Mingyuan's doting gaze on her, she had also seen it in Fu Mingyuan's eyes, but at that time, she disliked this cheap brother from the bottom of her heart, and Fu Mingyuan was also cowardly from the bottom of her bones.

The snow creaked under her feet, just like her heart!

Fu Mingxian followed He's footprints all the way to He's door, Hongsu was pacing back and forth with porridge and water under the corridor, and hurriedly asked for peace when she saw Fu Mingxian coming.

"Miss, Madame is inside and does not allow the slaves and maids to go in and wait. ”

Fu Mingxian smiled, "I know, give me the rock sugar pear porridge, and I'll serve my mother and drink it later." ”

He Zhixiu is a typical Jiangnan woman who is gentle as water, rarely loses her temper, and likes to keep things in her heart, in the early years, Fu Jiahuan met when he went out to do errands, and the two fell in love for life, the He family is in business, but they are also rich people in Jiangnan, and they don't look down on their father who has no money and no power.

However, the He family liked it and insisted on getting married, and the grandfather of the He family cut off contact in a fit of anger, but fortunately, Fu Jiahuan's love for his daughter-in-law for so many years has been the end, and his grandmother secretly helped him, and the children were born one after another, so the life of their family has been getting better and better.

He has an old throat disease, and he will attack every time he is angry, and he coughs badly, which is a three-point poison of medicine, so it is winter, and there are dried pears at home for emergencies.

This time Fu Mingyuan was fighting outside, Fu Mingxian hit his head again, and He fainted when he heard about it, and he wiped his tears a lot, presumably his throat was already hurting.

Fu Mingxian took a breath, pushed the door and walked in.

"Mother. ”

He's body trembled slightly, but he didn't turn around.

Fu Mingxian put the porridge on the round table of Limu, didn't say anything, and surrounded He Shi from behind, "Mother, it's normal for my brother to be a boy and have some trouble, and my forehead doesn't hurt anymore, don't be sad." ”

When He Shi heard this, tears couldn't stop flowing, and he wrapped Fu Mingxian's little hand stretched out from behind her tightly in her big hand, "Ah Heng, if something happens to you and your brother, let your mother ,...... What should I do with my mother?"

"Mother is not sad, mother is sorry for you......"

Parents always love their children more than they love their parents.

There is no doubt about that.

At that time, Fu Mingyuan was carried back with bruises, and Fu Mingxian fell to the ground unconscious...... He felt that her sky was about to fall.

Fu Mingxian greedily sniffed the smell of He Zhixiu's body, the same as the smell of missing her mother in her dream in her previous life, she has not known what it feels like to have a mother's love for sixteen years, and her voice softened, it feels good to have a mother who cares about herself, "No, I won't let my mother worry anymore." ”

"We'll definitely take good care of ourselves. ”

He secretly wiped away his tears with Juanzi, and then slowly turned around, he couldn't cry in front of his daughter.

"Let my mother see if there are any scars. ”

Fu Mingxian smirked a few times, evaded He's investigation, and went to the rock sugar pear porridge on the pear wood round table and took it, "Mother, you better drink a bowl of porridge first, otherwise my father will feel distressed when he hears it." ”

He Shi looked at Fu Mingxian with doting, "If your brother is as smart as you, my mother won't have anything to worry about." ”

In the future, she and Fu Jiahuan will eventually be absent, and Ming Yuan is Ah Heng's reliance, but it's a pity that ...... Ming Yuan was a little wooden, like Fu Jiahuan.

"You always say that my brother is like a father, and if you want me to say, my brother is not as lucky as his father, and he can marry a gentle and kind wife like his mother. ”

"You kid......"

Fu Mingxian's eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she listened quietly to He's words.

Someone nagging about the little things around you is actually a kind of happiness, and people always regret it after they lose.

The mother and daughter talked for a while, and seeing that He was in a much better mood, Fu Mingxian returned to her room, there was less than a year left before Fu Mingyuan Qiuqiu, I hope it will be too late, and I have to think about how to start with Qin Luo's body.

"Quezhi, you go and call Fu Yi to see me. Fu Mingxian thought for a while, "It's best to avoid my brother, I have something for him to do." ”