Mei Ruanyi insisted on bowing, and after straightening up, she said: "My father and Lingtang are brothers and sisters, but this worship is to worship my aunt." As he spoke, he turned to the direction of Fengxi Village and bowed slowly, and finally smiled at Fu Rongyue: "Rongyue, from now on, as long as the Mei family has a bite to eat and a piece of clothing to wear, they will never let you starve and freeze!"

"Thank you, Brother Ruanyi!" Fu Rongyue's eyes turned red again.

Mei Ruanyi can always evoke those touches in her heart, let her rely on her with peace of mind, and make her feel that she is never alone.

Mei Ruanyi said with a smile: "I heard Qinggu say, you and Yan Shan already know each other, she doesn't know about this past, if she knows, I don't know how happy she should be." ”

"I have family members like Sister Yan Shan, Brother Ruan Yi and Brother Qinggu, and I am also very happy. Fu Rongyue laughed heartily, for this happiness and joy, she is willing to give everything and is not afraid to be the enemy of the world.

Coming out of Mei's house, Fu Rongyue's heart couldn't calm down, she sat in the carriage without saying a word, and her heart kept tumbling in her heart about all kinds of things in her previous life. In order to cure her face, Ruan Yi's brother did not hesitate to go to the Five Poisons Sect in Yunnan to seek medicine, and almost lost an arm; after marrying Wei Mingyu, she was assassinated, and Sister Yan Shan was painted with a face in order to protect the child in her womb; even the youngest brother Qinggu once fought with people in the school because she was a broken shoe......

She can't forget all these things, and she can't forget them!

She looked out the window, the imperial capital was prosperous, she was so small, but she was not timid at all, for the obsession in her heart and those lovely people, how could she give up even a glimmer of hope?

After a long time, she finally took her gaze back, her eyes gradually cleared, and Mei Shan clearly heard her muttering: "Can't delay it any longer......"

"Miss, what are you talking about?" said Mei Shan.

Fu Rongyue showed an unfathomable smile: "Mei Shan, what kind of person do you think His Royal Highness King Zhao is?"

"It's very handsome, but compared with His Royal Highness the King of Ling, the slave feels that he lacks something. Why did the young lady suddenly ask about King Zhao?" Mei Shan replied without thinking, and only after finishing did she feel puzzled, although she had not followed Fu Rongyue for a long time, she knew Fu Rongyue's temper, her own young lady didn't seem to have a good impression of King Zhao, and she never asked what everyone thought of King Zhao, and today is really strange!

Is something missing?

Fu Rongyue frowned, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of ridicule in her heart. It seems that Wei Mingyu's self-righteous disguise is actually flawed, even a simple person like Mei Shan thinks that he lacks a little righteousness, right?

"Then what do you think of the eldest lady?" Fu Rongyue became a little interested, and couldn't help but tease Mei Shan.

Mei Shan thought hard for a moment before sticking out her tongue and said playfully: "The slave is wrong, Miss is not allowed to blame me." The slave maid felt that the eldest lady was beautiful, but she was too snobbish, and the feeling of humility on her body was too strong, and she didn't have the temperament of the young lady at all. There are also people in Kyoto who say that she is the first beauty, but I really don't know if she is blind. ”

Fu Rongyue sneered: "You, you ......"

"Miss, you said that you can't blame the slave maid!" Mei Shan was anxious.

Fu Rongyue spread her hands and blinked her eyes in her appearance: "I don't blame you, in fact, I think you are right!"

Mei Shan was overjoyed when she heard this, and the master and servant laughed together in the carriage, and finally stopped laughing when they arrived at the door of Fu's house. The two got out of the car and saw Fu Rongqin's maidservant leave the Zhongsu Marquis's mansion, and looked in the direction of going to the mansion of Wei Mingyu, the king of Zhao.

"The eldest lady really has no eyesight. Mei Shan couldn't help but laugh again: "Obviously, King Zhao doesn't want to see her, but she still doesn't give up." ”

"Oh?" Fu Rongyue didn't know, seeing that Mei Shan's expression was very disdainful, she thought that she understood the situation, so she immediately asked.

Mei Shan pursed her lips: "After the last incident, King Zhao was angry, the eldest lady sent the maidservant girl to deliver the letter, and she was returned several times, but she still insisted on sending it, and she didn't know what to do." There is everything outside now, and it is very ugly, saying that she is a girl who is shameless and just wants to climb into a man's bed all day long, saying that her skin is as thick as the city wall, and the face of the Marquis of Zhongsu has been thrown out of the clouds. Even the Hou Ye knew about it, and he gave her a beating last night, but there was no repentance. ”

"The time we agreed to bet is also coming, and the eldest lady is inevitably anxious, which is understandable. Fu Rongyue pursed her lips and laughed, but this is also a trouble, and the gambling money of five thousand taels of silver is probably no longer in suspense.

Who is Wei Mingyu?

is obviously gentle and elegant, but in fact narrow-minded, he loves face the most, Fu Rongqin uses public opinion to force him so much, even if he will care for Fu Rongqin in order to take advantage of it, but he will never take Fu Rongqin to heart again.

The time of the contest was agreed with Fu Rongqin to be the eighth day of August, and the location was set at Chengping Temple. The honey mulberry flowers of Chengping Temple have been famous for a long time, and when the flowers bloom, they are purple all over the mountains, which is particularly charming. This is the time of year when the most tourists visit Seibeiji Temple, so the Mulberry Festival is held on the eighth day of the eighth month of August, and it is also a good time for unmarried men and women in Kyoto to take the opportunity to find a partner. The two made an appointment on this day, and they also wanted Wei Mingyu to choose between the two.

Today is the fourth day of the first month of August, and the letter of invitation was delivered to King Zhao's mansion at the same time on the first day of the first month of August and handed over to Wei Mingyu.

Wei Mingyu accepted two invitations, but did not reply to them, so Fu Rongqin had hope and sent maids to spread the sound every day, hoping to deepen Wei Mingyu's favor.

"Miss, what do you mean by His Royal Highness King Zhao?" Mei Shan didn't understand: "It stands to reason that he received two invitations, and he should reply to us for a message out of courtesy, what kind of trouble is this silence?"

"Probably he hasn't decided yet. Fu Rongyue tapped lightly on the table, smiling lightly.

Mei Shan seems to understand whether she understands or not, but when she thinks about it, the two young ladies are both beautiful flowers, and it is normal for men to weigh one or the other. It's just that in her selfish heart, she still thinks that Fu Rongyue is better looking than Fu Rongqin, I don't know how many times, Fu Rongyue has a good temper, and King Zhao is really blind if he doesn't give face.

Thinking about this, she quietly raised her eyes to glance at her young lady, and when she saw Fu Rongyue's smooth side face, she sighed in her heart.

At the ceremony, Bai Zhirou gave Fu Rongyue the pill to remove poison Fu Rongyue has been insisting on taking it, and after pulling her stomach for a few days, the cyan birthmark on her face began to get hot, and after a few days, the color faded a little, and at a glance, it seemed that the birthmark was covered by fat powder and could not be seen. Of course, Fu Rongyue was very surprised, she has been insisting on taking it for more than 20 days, after eating one bottle, Bai Zhirou gave her another bottle, and now after two bottles of medicine, the birthmark has faded to the point that there is only a little trace left, and you can't see anything with a little fat powder.

Although the birthmark on his face was gone, Fu Rongyue didn't want to attract the attention of Fu Xingjian and Fu Rongqin too early, and when she left Xiaoxiang Courtyard, she used a herb developed by Bai Zhirou to draw it on her face according to the pattern of the previous birthmark.

While the two were talking, the main courtyard sent a girl over, saying that Cheng invited Fu Rongyue to come over, and Fu Qing came to write a letter.

Fu Rongyue was suddenly overjoyed, and followed the girl to the main courtyard, Cheng was holding the letter and was reluctant to open it, Fu Rongmin sat quietly on the side, holding his chin and blinking his eyes at Cheng. As soon as Fu Rongyue came, Cheng couldn't wait to say, "Rongyue, sit down, your eldest brother has a letter." ”

After Fu Rongyue sat down, she carefully cut the envelope with a knife and took out the letterhead inside.

This is the first letter written by Fu Qing after he went to the Northwest Army, a thick stack, and it can be seen that Fu Qing wrote very carefully.

Cheng was very excited, unfolded the letter and read it softly.

Fu Qing's thick stack of letterhead paper wrote a lot of halfway observations and scenes, and he could see the thought of sharing a little bit with his family. Only at the end of the letter, he asked about the physical condition of the people in the Marquis of Zhongsu, hoping that his parents would take care of their health, and Min'er would be obedient and wait for him to return safely.

When Cheng finished reading the last sentence "Don't read it", he was already crying with tears in his eyes, and he threw himself into Fu Rongyue's arms and choked up and said, "Qing'er, this kid ......."

I only said this sentence, and I couldn't spit out a single word after that.

Fu Rongyue had only the time left to comfort her, and finally Cheng stopped crying and fell asleep, and when Fu Rongyue and Fu Rongmin came out of the main courtyard hand in hand, it was completely dark.

Then there is nothing to do, and another day is gone. Biling Academy is about to open after the Mid-Autumn Festival, Fu Rongyue instructed Fu Rongmin a few words, and asked the girl to send her back to the room, and she walked back to Xiaoxiang Academy. Unexpectedly, there were already people in the courtyard visiting, under the moonlight, a stick hidden in the sleeve reflected a slight cold light, Fu Rongyue's mood suddenly flew over, and he took a few steps and said with a smile: "Your Highness, it's so late, why did you come over?"

"Yao Yuan got a short knife, sharpening iron like clay and very light, I will send it to you. Wei Mingxi said lightly, and took out a black short knife from his arms and put it on the table.

Fu Rongyue picked up the short knife and looked at him with a smile and said nothing.

It's just a short knife, where is it worth it for a prince to make a special trip, and which guard and maid can't send it?

Wei Mingxi stared at her uncomfortably, walked straight to the desk and sat down, her eyes fell on the book she saw halfway, and she coughed lightly and took the opportunity to change the topic: "This short knife is equipped with a scabbard, it is soft leather, you can tie it to the inside of your forearm." What do you do with the Prajna Heart Sutra?"

Fu Rongyue couldn't help but be even more amused when she saw that he had a big embarrassing character written from head to toe, but she didn't dare to force him too much, she smiled and took a short knife and sat opposite him, and rolled up the sleeve of her left hand: "You tie it for me, I'm afraid that one hand will be unstable." ”

"Stupid. Wei Mingxi spit out a word mercilessly, but cooperatively stretched out his hand, put Fu Rongyue's arm flat, picked up the leather scabbard on the desk and tied it first, and then put the short knife into the scabbard, and thoughtfully tried to see if it would fall off, before putting down her sleeves and carefully smoothing the folds on her clothes.