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She honestly said, "Well, it's not our fault. Everyone is to blame, but we are not to blame. ”

"That's right. ”

Fu Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Fu Nianjun's head.

Other people's brothers will do this to their younger sisters.

But his hand drew an arc on the top of Fu Nianjun's head, and quickly retracted it.

He still couldn't get used to doing something like that.

Forget it, don't force it.

He only said: "We didn't do anything wrong, go back to the source, all the unfairness in their hearts comes from force majeure factors, our grandmother is higher than the old lady, and our mother is smarter and more capable than Yao, and is more respected by our father, this is an unchangeable fact, you didn't harm anyone, but they hurt you because of the delusions in their hearts...... You don't have to take the slightest responsibility for these things. ”

Fu Nianjun smiled, she was actually not an indecisive person, and she didn't have much affection for Yao Anxin.

Of course I understand, but it's always more enjoyable to hear someone else's say. ”

Fu Yuan also pursed his lips when he heard this: "How narrow are you thinking of me?" ”

Fu Nianjun breathed a sigh of relief in her heart, she didn't have to worry about it, the Yao family here could be regarded as completely powerless to fight back.

Of course, this is not the end.

"Old Madam Fang must deal with it, and it will be a disaster in the future if you keep it. ”

Fu Yuan said.

Fu Nianjun nodded, "I have always been worried about my father's thoughts, and I have tolerated all kinds of things with the Yao family, so that she can poke such a basket now, this is indeed my fault." This time, the old lady of the other party can't be soft. ”

Fu Yuan said: "Actually, what you do, your father won't blame you, you have to remember this." ”

When he said this, Fu Nianjun's heart couldn't help but feel sour.

In fact, in the final analysis, there is still something between her and Fu Kun.

It was a father-daughter time that could not be recovered for more than ten years.

If she had been Fu Kun's daughter since she was a child, perhaps she would have preferred to deal with the Yao family on the charge of unfilial piety.

Finally......

It's still not the same.

"I see. Fu Nianjun replied sullenly.

Fu Yuan actually didn't want to blame her, she had already done a good job, Yao's person, in his opinion, was no different from a madman.

"That's it!" Fu Yuan sighed and moved his arm:

"I finally got a point...... The wife still has to be well chosen. ”

Fu Nianjun felt that there was something in his words, and looked at him in the night when he was almost unable to see Fu Yuan's expression:

"Brother, this has already been picked?"

Fu Yuan was noncommittal, and regained his brother's majesty: "Daughter's family, what are you doing with these things." ”

Fu Nianjun also knew that he probably couldn't see his expression, so he stuck out his tongue and grimaced.

I couldn't help but say it in my heart, pretending to be pretending.

"Put away your ghostly look. ”

In exchange for Fu Yuan's cold warning and a gust of wind that he flicked his sleeves and left.

Fu Nianjun: "......"

Ten years of cold windows, after reading so many books, the eyes are really good.

******

The rooster crowed outside the window for the first time, and Qi Zhaoruo suddenly woke up from the bed.

He touched the sweat from his forehead.

Same as the other day.

The green smoke in the incense burner at the head of the bed gradually extinguished, and there was a very elegant fresh wood and bamboo fragrance in the room.

Qi Zhaoruo got out of bed and put on his shoes, and pushed open the door by himself.

Luoyang Laojun Mountain is a Taoist holy land, with lush mountains and forests and beautiful scenery.

It's just that the dew in the early morning is extraordinarily heavy, and as soon as the mountain wind wraps up, the cold comes to the bone.

The conditions here are not superior, unlike the last time the eldest princess of the country let Qi Zhaoruo come to recuperate, bringing many servants and food, this time, Qi Zhaoruo only came alone.

He walked through the Jingyuan Temple, and the strangeness of isolation returned to him.

He didn't understand this feeling in his heart, and felt that Jing Yuanguan was like an existence that both attracted and repelled him......

In fact, Jingyuan view leans on the rock and builds, steep and strange, the pavilions and pavilions are complete, the construction place is like a blessed land cave sky, it can really be called "Dan wall cuiwa wang exquisite".

"The layman has risen again?"

A little Taoist boy returned from fetching water early in the morning, and was greeting Qi Zhaoruo with a smile.

Qi Zhaoruo nodded and asked him, "I wish the real person to get up?"

Xiao Daotong proposed: "Lay people don't have breakfast with their ancestors." ”

Zhu Zhenren in Qi Zhaoruo's mouth is also Zhu Yi'an, the ancestor of Xiaodao Tong.

He is a personal disciple of Zhang Tianshi, although he is not the closest disciple in the house, he has followed him for many years, and he is also an old Taoist in his fifties and nearly sixty years old.

He just looked like he was only forty years old, and his hair was black.

"Did Qi Xiaoyou sleep well last night?"

The old Taoist priest cooked tea early in the morning, and it happened that Qi Zhaoruo was also trying to drink a bowl of tea to wake up.

"Thank you for the real person, it's just that the incense you gave me is still not burning. ”

He is a man, where does he fall asleep with incense at night.

It was also Zhu Yi'an who said that the incense was calm and calm, let him try it, who knew that it would be counterproductive at all.

Zhu Yi'an is very close to Qi Zhaoruo, calling him Xiaoyou, the last time he was able to return to Beijing so quickly, it was this old way who helped him.

Qi Zhaoruo didn't believe in ghosts and gods before, but since he died, he had to believe it.

He was able to quickly find back the martial arts of his previous life, and he wished Yi'an a lot of credit.

He once said to Qi Zhaoruo like this:

"There are some things that are never forgotten, and if you want to get them back, as long as you have the chance, you can naturally find them. ”

Qi Zhaoruo only thought this sentence was an ordinary word of encouragement at the time.

If you want him to say that this thing is too mysterious, with his body that was almost hollowed out by wine at that time, he was able to return to his current level, but it is better to thank this old Taoist for the "elixir" of deceiving the rich people with his strange power and chaos and the good food in this view.

But this time, Qi Zhaoruo wanted to hear more of Zhu Yi'an's "mysterious" words.

Because he was very confused, far more than when he first woke up, he felt that his life seemed to have entered a dead end where he could not see the light.

Zhu Yi'an still happily talked to him about the incense.

"That kind of incense is called Huimeng incense, I saw that the master took it with me all the year round, and the first time I learned to mix it, no one could try it, so it was just for Xiaoyou. ”

It turned out that he was asked to try incense.

Qi Zhaoruo only said: "It's worthy of its name, I dream every night when I use it, it's too uncomfortable, the real person will use it himself next time." ”

Zhu Yi'an shook his head:

"A cultivator does not dream. ”

Qi Zhaoruo felt funny: "Could it be that he is a master of the Dao, but he can even control the dream realm, or is the Yuan Shen too strong, and there is no nightmare evil to invade?"

Zhu Yi'an made him tea, his eyebrows were indifferent, ignoring Qi Zhaoruo's contempt for Taoism, but he said:

"Little friends can know that this time Mengxiang is also called Sanshengxiang......"

Qi Zhaoruo only muttered to himself, it was just a fragrance, and he even took two or three names, which was more difficult than the little ladies in the boudoir.