Looking at the peaceful scene in front of him, and thinking about the conspiracy people hidden in the banquet at the moment, Fu Yanxi couldn't help but feel a little chill on his body.

Somehow, she couldn't help but look in one direction, which was blocked by the crowd of people who toasted Duanyang Wang Hexi, but Fu Yanxi seemed to be able to see the pair of cruel eyes that passed through the back of the crowd.

In that direction is where the envoys of the South Vietnamese Kingdom are located.

The banquet ended in a singing and dancing, as if everything was the same, but everything had changed.

On this day, Qingwu Courtyard is in the middle of the courtyard.

"Mother, how does it feel to come in?" Fu Yanxi sat at the table and watched Mo Lingyun sew a small dress with a round belly. "Do you feel tired?"

"It's okay to be tired, Mama Wang serves very dedicatedly, and he is also very well-behaved and doesn't make trouble." Mo Lingyun smiled softly.

At the beginning of pregnancy, her thin body, which was thin because of fear and poison, is now much rounder, her complexion is also very ruddy, and her mood is even happier.

"But there's one thing that bothers me a lot." Mo Lingyun said.

"What's the matter? It's better for my mother to come and listen to it, and let my sister-in-law help you share it. Fu Yanxi asked curiously.

"You really can't help with this." Mo Lingyun said with a smile. "In a few days, it will be your birthday, and it will be done according to the rites. But now that the house is in mourning, I can't do it big, but I have wronged you. ”

It turned out to be a matter of etiquette, but Fu Yanxi didn't think so. I've already done it once in my previous life, so it doesn't matter if I do it this time or not.

Anyway, the rules of the ceremony are complicated, and I remember a lot of red tape. Even his own decent character in his previous life was impatient, let alone now.

"What's so difficult about this, it's as usual and simple. I don't care about that. Fu Yanxi said indifferently.

"You!" Mo Lingyun smiled helplessly.

"As soon as I got married, I was about to talk about marriage, how could this day go by so quickly." Mo Lingyun said, his hand couldn't help but touch his lower abdomen, now this, I don't know if it's a son or a daughter, but my daughter who has been precious for fifteen years is about to leave.

"Mother, it's still early to say this, the filial piety period is three years, and the daughter can accompany her mother for at least three years." Fu Yanxi said with a smile.

Mo Lingyun then remembered that there was still filial piety, and felt a little comforted. But after thinking about it, I don't know how to waste the good years of my daughter's family in three years, and my heart is raised again.

"Mother, don't marry so early, why wait for this little brother to call her sister." Fu Yanxi said.

"You have the most reasons." Mo Lingyun said, thinking that he would wait for Fu Qingyan to come back and discuss with him, so he didn't talk about it anymore.

August 15 is the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion, Fu Qingyan, as the head of the family, set up a family banquet in the main courtyard, sat together in the big room and three rooms, and had a very cold and embarrassing reunion dinner.

In the evening, Fu Yanxi got Fu Qingyan's approval and took Mo Zhu, Ziqin and others to the street. Presumably, the capital of the Mid-Autumn Festival is almost more lively. There are all kinds of small shops everywhere, and the scenery is beautiful.

"Miss, look, this Chang'e villain is so cute." Zhihua said excitedly as she held up a Chang'e-looking villain on the shop of the roadside clay figurines.

"If you like it, take it, I'll pay for Miss today!" Fu Yanxi said boldly. When she was about to go out, she knocked out a lot of money from Fu Zichen.

"Thank you, miss." Ziqin, Moshu, Yuqi, and Zhihua all smiled.

Fu Yanxi looked at Mo Zhu calmly on the side and said, "Qingge, you can also see if you have any favorite ......"

"I want this!"

Fu Yanxi's words were abruptly interrupted by a bright female voice. This voice is extremely familiar to Fu Yanxi.

Fu Yanxi hurriedly followed the sound and saw the back of a girl wearing a floral cloth skirt, standing in front of a stall next to her and selecting goods.

That figure, shape, and every move are very similar to a person, a person that Fu Yanxi is very familiar with - Fu Wanrong!

How did she end up here? Fu Yanxi subconsciously walked there.

But the road was crowded with pedestrians, and Fu Yanxi was blocked by the crowd after taking a few steps, and when she looked again, there was no back in front of the shop.

Pedestrians come and go on the streets, and it is difficult to find the trace of the hurried figure.

"Miss, what's wrong?" Mo Zhu asked vigilantly.

"I really want to see Fu Wanrong." Fu Yanxi said.

"Didn't she go to Huizhou Mansion?" Mo Zhu frowned.

"That's what I want to know." Fu Yanxi said. "I have a bad feeling that I just saw it wrong."

"Miss, look, Fu Sanye." Mo Zhu suddenly pointed to the open window on the second floor of a restaurant facing the street and said softly.

"He's really here!" Fu Yanxi said, and then called Ziqin and the others, and entered the restaurant with Moshu.

Investigating Fu Qingshi, this is also one of the purposes of Fu Yanxi's going out tonight.

As early as before, she asked Mo Sheng to investigate Fu Qingshi's matter, and found that his life was very regular, and there were only two places every day: shops and Houfu.

But since August, he has suddenly appeared frequently in this restaurant, and this restaurant is located on Xuanwu Street, the restaurant where Fu Qingshi once came on Yuan Xi.

Mo Sheng knocked on the side and asked the shopkeeper of the Ming Restaurant, every time he met Fu Qingshi, he was a strange-looking man, who called himself Master Chen, and he looked extraordinary, but the shopkeeper had never heard of this person in the capital. After several inferences, Mo Sheng believed that this person should not be the Great Wei clan.

At the beginning of August, it was the day when the envoys of the four countries entered Beijing, and Fu Yanxi felt that the person Fu Qingshi saw must be some envoy of the four countries. And the envoy was about to leave Beijing on August 16, and Fu Yanxi believed that Fu Qingshi and that person would definitely meet tonight, so he took the opportunity of the Mid-Autumn Festival to go out of the house to find out.

The next door to Fu Qingshi's private room was set in advance by Mo Sheng, who was left in the restaurant, and with Mo Zhu and Mo Sheng's ears, there should be no problem hearing the sound next door.

With a little nervousness and apprehension, Fu Yanxi and the others quietly slipped into the house.

Fu Qingshi: "I don't understand, what benefits you can get from cooperating with him, he will never be angry." Mo Sheng quickly wrote down the conversation next door on paper with a pen.

"The power to help me take the throne, the time to calm the government and the opposition, and the opponent who has disappeared forever." The mysterious man said.

"Well, as long as you promise me to help me inherit the title after I have done what I have to do." Fu Qingshi said.

"My brother, you are too poor, at that time, the Bai family will be the master of Tanglin, do you still have to guard a useless title?" The mystery man said.