Did she really forget about it? Looking at her, she doesn't look like she's pretending at all!

Stretch out your palms!

Zhao Xianyu had been in a daze in the study for a whole morning, and his eyes had been fixed on his palm, which almost killed Tang Feiyu.

Now that he has calmed down, he can't help but break out in a cold sweat in his heart.

will be frightened, not because he is almost charged with murder.

Instead, he really didn't expect that he would kill Tang Feiyu.

thought that if it was really based on her own anger and her subordinates did not show any mercy, then she would have died under her own hands.

The thought of her dying, and by his own hands, made him break out in a cold sweat.

Fortunately, someone came, and he was glad that he hadn't made a big mistake.

At this moment, Zhao Xianyu's heart was full of regret and anger.

He asked himself over and over again: Did she really forget it?

Although it was night, her voice and demeanor were clearly imprinted in his mind, and she had no sign of falsification at all, and as he remembered, she was still so stubborn and stubborn.

Could it be that something happened to her that she forgot something, and the things she forgot included an appointment with herself?

After Zhao Xianyu calmed down and calmed down, he could only come to such a conclusion in the end.

"Uncle Rong!"

With a certain thought, Zhao Xianyu hurriedly shouted.

"Lord Shizi!"

Zhao Xianyu's voice fell, and within a moment, Yu Rong's voice sounded outside the door.

"Uncle Rong, you go ......"

Zhao Xianyu opened the door of the study and quickly said his request in Yu Rong's ear, seeing Yu Rong's brows furrowed tightly with his words, he also thought he couldn't see it.

"Lord Shizi, are you too attentive to that eldest lady of the Tang family?"

After listening to Zhao Xianyu's words, Yu Rong did not leave immediately according to his request, but frowned, and said with some concern: "Lord Shizi, the eldest lady of the Tang family, with you, I'm afraid it's ......"

"Uncle Rong, you care too much!"

Before Yu Rong's words were finished, he was robbed by Zhao Xianyu.

"Lord Shizi, although there are some things you don't like to hear, I still have to say them!"

"The eldest lady of the Tang family is too different from you, there will be no result between the two of you!"

Yu Rong is a hard-tempered person, he has followed Zhao Xianyu for many years, and now seeing Zhao Xianyu making a fool, he feels that he has the responsibility to remind him.

Moreover, he and Tang Feiyu are also acquaintances, although the contact time is not long, but it can be seen that Tang Feiyu can be regarded as a good girl.

It can be seen from Tang Feiyu's style of acting in the Tang Mansion that she is not a weak woman who seeks perfection.

If the prince really wants something to do with her, he must let her suffer some grievances.

After all, with her family background, even if she wants to enter the Zhennan Wangfu as a concubine, I'm afraid it will not be easy.

And according to Tang Feiyu's character, not to mention the outer room, even if he really entered the Zhennan Mansion as a concubine, I am afraid that he is unwilling.

Both of them have strong temperaments, so it is conceivable that there will be no good results between the two people.

"Uncle Rong, you're talking too much!"

Zhao Xianyu listened to Yu Rong's more and more words, his face had darkened, he glared at the nosy Yu Rong, and said dissatisfiedly: "Between me and her, Tang Feiyu, it's not as much as you worry about." ”

"Lord Shizi!"

When Yu Rong heard Zhao Xianyu's words, he shouted in shock, and then he didn't close his mouth, but said in a serious tone: "Since it's not that step yet, why do you need to find out what happened to her in the past?" If you do this, it will only be known in the future, and it will only affect Miss Tang's reputation and hinder her future marriage. ”

"Uncle Rong, if you don't want to go, I can ask someone else to go."

When Zhao Xianyu heard Yu Rong talk about Tang Feiyu's future marriage, his face was a little unhappy, and his heart was a little irritable.

He glared at Yu Rong dissatisfied, and said coldly, "Uncle Rong, there is no need to bother you about this matter. ”

After that, Zhao Xianyu didn't give Yu Rong a chance to continue speaking, and went to the study again, and the door slammed shut, showing Zhao Xianyu's anger and dissatisfaction.

After all, Yu Rong has been by Zhao Xianyu's side for many years, and when he saw Zhao Xianyu turn around and enter the study, instead of immediately calling someone else, he knew his words, and he still listened to it more or less.

Therefore, Yu Rong did not set off immediately to complete the task that Zhao Xianyu had just given him, but stayed outside the study and stood quietly at the door.

*Although I don't like Tang Feiyu from the bottom of my heart, if there is no Tang Feiyu in Wenlan Courtyard, Tang Feihong's life will be really difficult.

Needless to say, no one was willing to say a word to her all day, making her pretend to be dumb all day, which was really a little suffocating.

Even on top of my studies, it is very sad to be isolated and alone.

Sometimes it takes two people to work together, but no one else is willing to match her, so she can only be left alone and look at others in pairs.

And no matter how strong she is, she can only sigh helplessly.

But in such a depressing and dull atmosphere, Tang Feihong remained strong.

With those more in-depth studies, she felt more and more that Jiangyin City was too small and the Tang family was too weak.

In the past, she always thought that the Tang family was the most powerful, and even her uncle's family, who was the prefect, could not be ignored.

However, when she came to Weiyuan Houfu, she realized that she was really a frog at the bottom of the well, short-sighted, and too ignorant.

For being isolated, Tang Feihong knows how to be forbearant more than in the past in the Tang Mansion, and maintains a decent smile, even if no one else looks at her more, she still has a shallow smile, which only makes people feel amiable.

No inferiority, no self-pity, calm attitude.

She kept in mind the things taught by King Cao's two grandmothers and used them completely, although she had resentment in her heart, she never expressed the slightest dissatisfaction.

Just because, looking at it, in this small Wenlan Academy, those girls who are chatting together are all from official families.

Compared with them, the Tang family is just a "low"

It is normal for them to look down on her as a merchant woman.

It's just that!

Alas!

Without my sister here, I feel really uncomfortable to bear all the ignorance alone.

I don't know why, Tang Feihong always has a feeling that when Tang Feiyu is there, the atmosphere in the academy is always better, at least the Wang sisters will always say a few words to their sister, and even with their own self-esteem, they can say a few words to her.

Alas!

It seems that I still can't offend my sister!

Thinking of what Aunt Lan said to herself this morning, Tang Feihong sighed in her heart again.

At this time, Tang Feiyu, who was very worried about Tang Feihong, had a dream in Qiushui Pavilion at this time.

Tang Feiyu didn't know how lonely and lost Tang Feihong was in the academy, although those people ignored it intentionally or unintentionally, she also experienced it, but the situation was different.

*Wake up.

Dreams, have forgotten all the time.

It's just that in his heart, as if he had experienced a stormy wave, Tang Feiyu sat up suddenly, didn't speak for half a sound, his heart was chaotic, he closed his eyes, and his face was full of sweat.

Aunt Lan saw the sweat on Tang Feiyu's face, and asked with some surprise, "Miss, what's wrong?" ”

Tang Feiyu didn't speak, he only felt that he didn't feel very comfortable.

Aunt Lan took a wet wipe to wipe the sweat off Tang Feiyu's face.

"Miss, is it a nightmare?"

What happened last night must have made the eldest lady palpitate.

Tang Feiyu didn't make a sound, but Aunt Lan guessed so in her heart, and she was even more dissatisfied with the kid surnamed Zhao.

Holding the wet wipes in his hand, his eyes fell on Tang Feiyu's neck, Tang Feiyu lowered his head, and the mark loomed in the face, which was really distressing.

Tang Feiyu didn't hear Aunt Lan's words, but only muttered, as if he was asking Aunt Lan and himself.

"Did I really forget something?"

"Miss, what are you talking about? What have you forgotten? ”

And Aunt Lan heard Tang Feiyu's words, but she looked at Tang Feiyu in front of her suspiciously, inexplicably, she felt that the eldest lady in front of her had a feeling that she couldn't say it, and that feeling was...... Aunt Lan frowned, but at this time, Tang Feiyu didn't seem to notice the changes in Aunt Lan at all, and was only immersed in his own thoughts.

"What the hell is it? What did you forget? ”

A dream without a trace!

Tang Feiyu frowned, no matter how much she recalled, she couldn't think of the memories in her dreams.

It's just that she remembered Mr. Mei's words, and the more she thought about it, the more she felt that she had really lost something, really forgotten something.

"Miss, don't scare me!"

Aunt Lan reached out and grabbed Tang Feiyu's arm in a little panic, she finally knew what the strange feeling in her heart was.

It's strange!

An inexplicable strange feeling.

The eldest lady in front of her has not changed, but she remembers that she feels a strangeness that she has never felt before.

It's like, it's like her, she's not the eldest lady she knows at all.

But that's weird!

Obviously, the person in front of her is her eldest lady, why does she have such a strange feeling?

…… Can't remember!

I can't touch it!

was "called soul" by Aunt Lan

and call "wake up"

After coming over, Tang Feiyu saw Aunt Lan's worried look, and shook his head helplessly.

Since you can't think of it, you don't have to embarrass yourself, and you don't have to let Aunt Lan follow and worry!

Tang Feiyu appeased Aunt Lan, and then simply had lunch, and then went to Linfangyuan to relax according to Aunt Lan's words.