The new leaves on the willow branches slowly drooped into the river, swaying up and down with the breeze, like an old man. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info Yutang Spring has all been grateful, and the petals under his feet have melted into the soil with the passage of time.

By the time Fuyi's body fully recovered, Pei Yu's injuries had mostly healed, but he still needed to take care of them. In the meantime, Fu Yiqiang has been there a few times, but he is also sick, and he is afraid that when he gets there, Pei Yu will be more uncomfortable to see, so every time he goes, he stands at the door or behind the screen, and only asks about Pei Yu's body and goes back.

During her illness, many people in Jinling City sent things or came to greet her in person. However, most of them are people from the families of Wenxiangtang's students, or people who have asked for Wenxiangtang, and even more people who are angry after watching Wenxiangtang gradually get up over the years, but they have to pretend to be flattering on the surface. But there are not many people who are sincere. So the things that were sent were either rewarded by Huo Fuyi, or stored in the treasury of Wenxiangtang. There was only one piece, and Huo Fuyi was careful to keep it. It was the small leaf red sandalwood bracelet sent by Wenyan and a long letter.

Today's weather is just right, the daylight is soft, and I heard that Yuelian Lake is already green. Fu Yi begged Dong An to let her come out for a walk, Dong An originally thought that Fu Yi was in good health, and she was afraid that it would take her energy to go out, but after thinking that going out for a walk might make her feel better, she agreed. It's just that she couldn't be busy for a while, so she only asked Xia Fan to accompany her, and prepared some fresh fruits and pastries in the pavilion.

After walking in the yard for a long time, but the yard is only so big, it is boring to turn around, Fuyi helped Xia Fan to walk to the pavilion, and met a reckless girl on the way, and bumped into Fuyi lightly and heavily.

"Where is the girl, so reckless." Xia Fan took care of Fuyi while scolding the girl who didn't have long eyes.

"Xia Fan, don't get in the way, seeing that she is still young, don't scare her." Fu Yi straightened his clothes and said, his voice came out slowly, and he was weak.

"Miss Huo." And the girl wept.

"You..... You're Chang'er. ”

"Yes, Miss Huo."

"Why are you here, I haven't been to see you since I picked you up from the Dance Yue Pavilion, how are you doing?"

"Everything is taken care of by Sister Dong'an, it's good."

Fu Yi pulled Chang'er up, walked to the pavilion with a smile, asked her to sit down, and handed her the fruits and snacks.

"Why, when I entered the Wenxiang Hall, I wilted?" Huo Fuyi laughed.

"Miss, I'm sorry for you." Chang'er cried even more.

"Why do you say these things all of a sudden?"

"The perpetrator of that day may have come against me......."

Before Chang'er could finish speaking, Fuyi interrupted her. Xia Fan has always been relatively weak, and he doesn't pay much attention to these things, but when he heard this, he already had doubts in his heart, but he was not as alert as Chunxin and Dong'an, and he couldn't think about it so much for a while.

"I know all this, it's just that you listened to Liang Yin's words at the time, and I didn't understand it after thinking about it for a long time."

"Pavilion Master Liang said that as long as I can do this for her, then she can avenge me, so ......."

"Hatred? That's what you said at the time as your adoptive father. ”

"Yes, he killed my own mother and sold me to the Qinglou for money, I hated him, I just wanted him to die at the time, so I didn't expect this ending." Chang'er couldn't control his emotions anymore, his voice trembled more and more, and even his body shook with him.

"But in the end, I couldn't get revenge, and I gave up so much, is it worth it?" Fu Yi's face was already clouded, and his eyes were fixed on the lake, full of helplessness.

Chang'er was only crying, unable to say a word. Xia Fan looked inexplicably beside him, his hands were at a loss, and he didn't know whether to persuade Fuyi or comfort Chang'er.

"Miss Huo." Chang'er held back a sentence for a long time.

"I only have one sentence, do you want to stay in Wenxiangtang, if you want to stay, I can choose a good gentleman for you, and then you can have a good family, if you don't want to, I will find someone to help you solve everything, and you can go anywhere you want with enough silver."

"I want to stay, I want to stay, but ......" Chang'er seemed to find his own dawn, his body slid off the stone bench, and knelt in front of Fuyi. Xia Fan hurriedly went up to help, but Chang'er shook off her hand and continued to kneel in front of Fuyi.

"But you still want revenge, don't you?"

"Yes, but I won't make trouble for Wenxiangtang anymore, Miss Huo, you let Yu Niang teach me martial arts, I'll go myself."

"When you step into the door of Wenxiangtang, you are already a person here, so whatever you do, it is related to Wenxiangtang, and what happened last time has already been explained."

"Miss Huo."

"Okay, you won't give up, you will follow Xia Fan in the future, learn more and watch more, as for revenge, you go and ask Yu Niang yourself, if she is willing to teach you, you can learn, if she is unwilling, I can't help it, but during this time, you can't act rashly, understand?" Fuyi helped her up and pointed Xia Fan to her.

Chang Er was already grateful, and hurriedly thanked him, and looked at Xia Fan with a smile.

"It's just Miss Huo, I don't want my current name, since I'm your person, then please Miss you choose a name for me."

"You're not anyone's person, you're your own, everyone is like this, it's just a name, if you really want to change it, I can also take one for you, they have spring, summer, and winter, only one less autumn, your name is Qiuguo, okay?"

"Miss Xie, Miss Xie."

"Okay, you go to Qianhua first, and then you have to live with them, be kind and do things kindly, they are all very good people, I don't think Xia Fan knows you very well, presumably you didn't come out much when you were in Siyilou, you can play with them more in the future, they will teach you a lot of things." Fu Yi looked at Xia Fan and smiled, and Xia Fan was embarrassed to laugh.

"Yes." Qiu Guo was very happy, wiped away her tears, and after saluting, she ran and left.

"Xia Fan, you can't leak a word of what she said just now, you know, I know that you have always been very strict, not afraid of you making irresponsible remarks, but she is a poor person, presumably you have heard and known something just now, these things will not be good for her, understand?"

"Yes, miss, Xia Fan understands."

"Very good, also, after that, you take her out for a walk, tell her the rules of Wenxiangtang, don't make her rude, Liang Yin is afraid that she will not give her a good look in the future, and she can't let her fall into Liang Yin's hands again."

"Yes, Xia Fan must protect her well."

Fuyi pulled Xia Fan over, gently touched her head, and gave her some fruit.

"Xia Fan has grown up, when will she find a sweetheart like Sister Dong'an?"

Xia Fan blushed when he heard this, and he didn't speak on the side. Fu Yi looked at her from the side and felt that she was very innocent and kind, and her heart put aside her worries for a while, and laughed along.

Upstairs in Siyi in the distance, Shen Zezhen originally wanted to see the scenery in the garden to breathe, but this time because Fuyi was seriously ill, Yun Niang didn't say anything, but came several times when she was sick.

But Shen Zezhen had a strong sense of uneasiness in his heart, he was afraid that a problem would suddenly fall on Fuyi.

"Young Master, do you still want these letters?"

Jueshu held two or three letters in his hand, and it seemed that he had been read many times, and the paper had been crumpled out of shape.

"Burn it."

"Didn't the young master ask Miss Fuyi?"

"Don't ask."

Fu Yi's laughter drifted into Shen Zewei's ears with the sound of the wind, he looked at the scenery below, looked at the smiling person, and the vacancy in his heart was slowly filled. When did that vacancy exist, Shen Zewei himself didn't know, maybe it was already there when Fu Yi was almost robbed in the prince's mansion, maybe it was only when he received these letters on the road, but who wrote these letters? The Prince, Liang Yin, or someone else?

"Jueshu, leave the letter."

"Huh?"

"Stay."

Shen Zezhen turned around and looked at Jueshu steadily.