As soon as Fu Anyuan came out, he asked people to clean up the mansion in the west of the city, and Fang Zhongli knew that he was moved when he saw him like this, so he smiled and said: "Where do you need to spend that effort, my house is very little, and it is useless to leave it vacant, it is better to send it to Yu Hengzhi, you can be regarded as making the best use of it, how about it?" ”

"Heh," Fu Anyuan waved his hand and politely refused: "I already owe Rong Bai such a great favor, where is it so cheeky to ask for your things, there is no need to mention this." Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Fang Zhongli persuaded a few more words, and only then did he stop when he finally said that he was dead. Although I don't understand his insistence very well, I don't want to raise my beloved woman in my own house, so I won't persuade him.

In the end, there is no shortage of private houses and foreign houses in the dignified Jinyang Marquis Mansion.

Qingjia hasn't eaten anything since she was taken captive, and she drank a little water when she was really thirsty, which made Fu Anyuan anxious, and he ordered the kitchen to prepare food carefully every day, personally send it, and feed her personally, but Qingjia just didn't eat, although she no longer cried, but this silent resistance was even more worrying.

Fu Anyuan saw her a little haggard and very frustrated, why did the extremely delicate roses that bloomed in other people's nurseries wither little by little when they were transplanted into her own garden.

He tasted a bite of bird's nest and felt that the temperature was suitable, so he brought it to her mouth and whispered, "Jiajia can eat a little, okay?" ”

Qingjia was still silent, and his eyes were not colored.

"I told the kitchen to put some honey in it," he tried to convince her, "Would you just take a bite?" ”

This time, Qing Jia turned his back to him, Fu Anyuan couldn't, sighed lightly, helpless, back and forth, repeatedly, even he himself was haggard.

Mrs. Marquis of Jinyang didn't see her youngest son all day, and when she asked, she realized that she went out early and came back late every day, and sometimes she didn't even return at night, which attracted her attention.

She knows her son, she has been carefully taught since he was a child, and he can't do anything that doesn't fit his identity, but now that he is a little older, he has to meet some friends who are about the same age, and the upper circle of Huadu is so big, where can he hide any rumors. She was worried that her son would learn badly from those second ancestors, if this was the case, it would be really unfortunate for the family, and it would be too late to regret it.

On this day, as soon as Fu Anyuan returned to the room, he found that his mother was waiting for him, mother and son were connected, but he was only slightly stunned to know his mother's intention, and asked for peace stubbornly: "Why hasn't my mother gone to rest so late?" ”

Mrs. Jinyang Hou glanced at her son's tired face, which was originally full of reproaches and questions, but she couldn't say it at this moment, but she still didn't have a breath in her heart, glanced at him, and said indifferently: "My son didn't return late at night, how can I, a mother, sleep." ”

Fu Anyuan knew that she was in a bad mood, and it was just a matter of being coquettish and flattering in the past, his mother had always loved him and he would definitely not pursue it again, but all his temper and temperament today were polished by Qingjia, and now he really didn't even have the mood to speak, but his mother couldn't be perfunctory at will, so she could only admit her mistake: "Let my mother worry, it's my son's fault that I can't sleep at night, please ask my mother to go back and rest first because I'm angry and it's not worth it." ”

Mrs. Marquis of Jinyang was even more angry when she heard this, what kind of words are this, drive her away?

"Yuan'er, what are you really busy outside the house when you haven't been in the house all day lately!? Today, Lord Cai came to the house, and your father couldn't look for you everywhere, do you know ......?"

Fu Anyuan was tired and said irritably: "Mother, I really don't have any affection for that Miss Cai, I don't dare to delay, and I asked my mother to refuse this family business for me." ”

Mrs. Marquis of Jinyang secretly gritted her teeth, hated that iron could not become steel, and said: "Cheng is the life of his parents in ancient times, the words of the matchmaker, where do you need any affection, the right door is a match made in heaven, you have already passed the crown, how can you still be ignorant!" ”

"You've been staying at home for me lately, and I'm not allowed to go anywhere, so I'll talk about it when I'm calming down."

"Mother-"

Mrs. Marquis of Jinyang no longer looked at her son, and left directly, I really don't know what to be angry with him if I stay any longer!

Alas, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

His son is really out of the wild, although the son is not a mother, but after all, there is a big gap in his heart, since the outside is so not good, then sharpen his temperament at home.

Sure enough, when Fu Anyuan wanted to go out again the next day, he couldn't, and the guard at the door directly stopped his whereabouts and said respectfully: "Son, Mrs. said that you are not allowed to leave the house recently, please go back." ”

Fu Anyuan has a very good demeanor, it is impossible to make a lot of noise at the door of his house, so he can only go back, but this day in the room is really tormented to the extreme, walking around in the room like a grumpy beast.

His heart was clenched, as if something was scratching around, and his heart was also sad, look, he had only been able to see her for a short day, and he was already worried about being like this, not knowing if she had eaten today, whether she was still in a low mood.

Another day, he could not bear such torture, and before dawn was dark, he jumped up the high wall of his house, jumped down and ran in the direction of his heart.

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In the courtyard in the west of the city, Qingjia has been advancing water and rice for several days, and the whole person is about to be unable to hold on. The maid who served her saw that she was pitiful, and couldn't help but persuade: "Girl, you still need something to eat," seeing that she was unmoved, she said: "Please listen to the slave maid, my young master is a good person, but he may lose his mind at the moment, if you can persuade him well, he may not be able to leave here and go back to reunite with his family." ”

"But if something really goes wrong with you, won't it break the hearts of your family?" The maid was very able to understand people's hearts, and when she saw that her eyes moved, she knew that she had listened, and continued: "Our young master is not an arbitrary person who can't listen to words, let alone ...... He likes you so much, as long as he is kind and persuasive, he will not be willing to embarrass you, you can use something, and tell him well when the young master comes, things will definitely take a turn for the better. ”

Qingjia looked at her, her eyes were sincere, not like a fake.

The maid knew that the purpose was achieved and she only left the things behind, and when she went back after a while, the things on the table had slightly moved, and although she didn't eat much, she finally let go.

Probably the nerves have been too tight in the past few days, and they are really tired, Qingjia fell asleep deeply, and didn't notice anyone coming in at all.

When Fu Anyuan came to the courtyard, he was really ecstatic when he heard the news of her eating, as if he saw hope, he was greatly relieved in his heart, and his whole person jumped up.

What surprised him even more was that Qingjia's attitude towards him seemed to have improved, could it be that he had figured it out?

This guess made him overjoyed, and the whole person became more and more soft, only feeling that his heart was soft.

Qing Jia thought about what the maid said to retreat and advance, and when he saw that he was in a good mood, he repeated the old words: "Childe, Qing Jia thanks you for your wrong love, but I am married and only want to be ordinary to old age in this life, I don't want to climb the famous family, Son, you have a noble status, and you will be able to find a good mate and marry a beautiful girl, my rough village woman is really difficult to match, please let me go home, so that I can save my name, worthy of my husband's love, my mother-in-law's love, and my filial piety." ”

When Fu Anyuan heard her mention that she was going to leave again, his mood instantly became bored, and he couldn't help asking, "Am I not good to you?" Not as good as your ......"

Qingjia shook her head and said, "When my husband and I met, I didn't have a good appearance and no posture, but he insisted on marrying me, son, you and I were just one side, but they forced me step by step, but they just took ......a fancy to me," she clicked, believing that he could understand the latter words.

Fu Anyuan was really dumbfounded, a little embarrassed, indeed, at the beginning, he was indeed attracted by her appearance, but then it was no longer just like that, she did not admire Ronghua, did not climb the powerful, and was not greedy for wealth and nobility, but her character and integrity also deeply attracted him, making him even more unstoppable and difficult to let go.

"But Son, you need to know that the red face is easy to grow old, and no matter how beautiful the face is, there will eventually be a day when it will wither, why should you delay time and lose your reputation for this flower in the mirror and the moon in the water?"

Qing Jia really used the greatest patience to persuade him, but Fu Anyuan didn't understand what she said, but if he said at this time that he didn't just like her appearance, it would inevitably make people feel deliberate.

Therefore, he said: "I know you won't believe anything you say now, but Jiajia, please give me a chance to want you to prove my sincerity to you," Seeing her subconsciously shake her head and refuse, although her heart hurt but still endured it: "Don't be in a hurry to refuse me first, as long as you are willing to give me time, if you are still unwilling to ...... in the end"

Thinking of such a result, he almost couldn't accept it, endured it again and again, and said, "If you still don't want to, I'll let you go and never bother you again, okay?" ”

Qingjia looked at him suspiciously, and that look almost broke his heart.

"I promise to let you go back then, and I won't embarrass you, or are you not sure about your husband's feelings?"

Fu Anyuan knew that she was simple-hearted, so he used the radical method.

But Qingjia was not fooled, and after thinking about it carefully, he agreed.

If this can make Fu Anyuan die, she thinks it is a good way.

It's just that......

"I can't stay with you forever, you need to give me a deadline, and if I can't, let me go home."

Fu Anyuan didn't expect her to be thoughtful, and smiled bitterly: "Okay, well...... It's limited to half a year. ”

Half?

"No, it's been too long." She can't rest assured that Chen's mother who is sick will be repaid if she goes back after half a year?

"Five months?"

She still shook her head like a rattle.

"Four months?" Step by step, he backed down.

Or a ruthless veto.

Fu Anyuan couldn't be calm anymore, and hesitated: "Three months can't be less." ”

Qingjia directly broke his psychological boundaries and said resolutely: "One month." ”

"This ......"

"It's only a month, or do you say that you don't have confidence in yourself?" She slyly threw back the words just now and gagged him, and sure enough, he was speechless.

"Okay, a month is a month, but you can't refuse to get along with me this month." In addition to his heavy losses, he also wanted to reap some benefits.

Qing Jia looked at him and said solemnly: "Men and women can't accept it. ”

Fu Anyuan sighed: "I don't mean that, I just hope you don't reject people thousands of miles away." If that's what kind of feelings do you cultivate, he really thinks it's more difficult to talk to this little girl than the imperial examination.

Qingjia lowered his head and thought about it, he didn't want to agree, but he was afraid that he would regret the agreement just now, so he could only reluctantly nodded.

Fu Anyuan smiled bitterly, seeing her lower head and subconsciously wanting to reach out to touch the top of her hair, as soon as he stretched out his hand, he saw her raise her head quickly, her eyes were full of vigilance, his hand could only freeze in mid-air, the posture was quite ridiculous, and he could only withdraw it in embarrassment.

That's it, the days ahead are still long.