There were footsteps walking towards this side, and the county lord of Danyang raised his head with teary eyes, and saw that under the night, Fu Minghua stepped on the light under the corridor and walked slowly towards her. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The county lord of Danyang remembered the scene when she and Fu Minghua spoke for the first time when she was young.

It was at the banquet of Mrs. Xie San's Yin clan.

"Yuan Niang......" She stretched out her hand, just moved her lips, but remembered what Yan Chai said today, as if she had been burned, she took her hand back, and her face showed timidity.

She didn't expect that under such circumstances, Fu Minghua would still be willing to see her.

Her eyes were a little hot, and she lowered her head to sob and cry.

When he was young, the county lord of Danyang was born in the Dingguo Mansion, and he was extremely favored and grew up in the palm of Xue's mansion.

Before today, the only setback she had in her life was just the unsuccessful marriage with Jian Shuyu.

After she married into the Wu'an Mansion, she gave birth to two daughters, both of whom had husbands on her back, and agreed to her in-laws to take concubines when she had no heirs at the age of twenty-five.

In this life, the county lord of Danyang can be said to be smooth sailing, with few strong winds and waves.

But today it was only because of her impulsiveness, a call, that everything was messed up.

Even now, her mind is still a mess.

Fu Minghua looked at her calmly, her eyes were swollen from crying, but she was still staring at herself with tears in her eyes.

"Help the county lord to get up." Fu Minghua turned his head and instructed the palace people beside him, seeing that the county lord of Danyang was helped up, she pinched the handkerchief and gently wiped his face for the county lord of Danyang.

The fat powder on his face had been almost washed away by tears, his eyes were red and swollen, and as soon as Fu Minghua's hand touched it, the county lord of Danyang shrank his body gently.

"What do you want to tell me?"

When I didn't see her, the county lord of Danyang always wanted to see her, but now that I have seen people, the county lord of Danyang can't open his mouth.

She hesitated for a moment, tilted her head and asked:

"Am I wrong?"

After the winter, the days are much shorter, the sky is very dark, in the temple of the wind, you can faintly see the pavilions and pavilions, and the servants walking around under the corridor.

The sky was not completely dark, and the lanterns had already been hung under the corridor, Fu Minghua put on a cloak and looked at the panic in the eyes of the county lord of Danyang.

Maybe it was because she hadn't spoken for a long time, and there was water in the eyes of the county lord of Danyang.

"You, do you hate me anymore?"

She smiled a little hard, and her tone was a little sad: "I hate myself too." She muttered and sniffed again, and Fu Minghua shook his head:

"Nope." When she said this, she twisted her delicate eyebrows, and pursed her rouge lips: "I envy you very much." ”

"Envy me?"

The county lord of Danyang didn't expect her to say this, and raised his head to look at Fu Minghua with some confusion.

It's been a day, but her makeup is not messy, her hair is still obedient, and there is no trace of deformity on her body.

Compared with the embarrassment he was all over at this time, the makeup painted on his face when he entered the palace was already a mess at this time. She touched her face, "What is there to envy?" ”

Fu Minghua smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to straighten the cuffs for the county lord of Danyang:

"Danyang, I envy you for always being like this." Someone has thought about everything for her, so she has developed such an innocent character.

"In the matter of Jian Shuyu at the beginning, Yan Wei prevented the disaster for you."

made her avoid marrying Jian Shuyu, and in the end, Jian Shuyu rebelled, and even affected the Dingguo Mansion, so that the county lord of Danyang also died in the rebellion.

"Look, you are now married into Wu'an Youfu, your husband has a good temperament, has raised a pair of daughters, and Dingguo Mansion, why do you care?"

Fu Minghua's words made the eyes of the county lord of Danyang widen suddenly, she wanted to intercede for the Dingguo Mansion, but before she could say anything, she was interrupted by Yan Chase.

But when Fu Minghua mentioned this matter at this time, it was clear that she was very clear about the plan of the county lord of Danyang in her heart.

"You, how do you know?"

"The Dingguo Mansion rebelled this time and was ordered by the emperor to be imprisoned, and the eldest princess has been asking to see the emperor for many days, but she still has not succeeded." Fu Minghua looked at her calmly, "Between you and me, there was a correspondence in the past, but what kind of important thing is there to make you anxious to find me alone?" ”

As soon as the county lord of Danyang heard her say this, tears flowed down his eyes.

"You shouldn't meddle in this matter, you're already married." Fu Minghua clasped her hands in her sleeves, and the night wind blew the cloak ribbon tied on her chest and swayed: "The affairs of the Dingguo Mansion can't implicate you, you are too well protected by Mrs. Xue." ”

Her tone was gentle, and she couldn't hear the joy or anger.

The county lord of Danyang looked up at her, and he didn't know if it was the cold night in early winter, although Fu Minghua had a smile on the corner of his mouth, but the smile was not as good as in her eyes.

Since the two met, the county lord of Danyang has found that she seems to have always been like this, cold and indifferent, tepid.

She doesn't seem to be particularly happy, and she doesn't look so angry that she loses her temper.

On the day of the Shangsi Festival, in the painting workshop above Luoshui, when she was embarrassed by Wei Minzhu of the Zhuguo Mansion, she was not angry or anxious, but she ridiculed Wei Minzhu to be embarrassed.

When she was summoned by Cui Guifei at that time, she didn't see any joy.

In the past, the county lord of Danyang always felt that she was dignified, and her every move was indescribably pleasing to the eye.

Her tone and demeanor, the eyes and subtle expressions when she spoke were like a living etiquette.

But at this time, when the county lord of Danyang was so embarrassed, but Fu Minghua was still like this, she couldn't help but feel a little sad in her heart:

"Yuan Niang, do you never have a time when you are anxious because you are concerned about a matter?" She said this, a little excited:

"I understand what you say, but the Dingguo Mansion is my home, and the people in it are my relatives. My father, my mother, my grandparents and brother, my uncle. ”

She wiped away her tears, bit her lip and shook her head, her tone trembling a little:

"Yuan Niang, you have always been so calm, as if you are high up, and you will not be moved by anything, but I am not you, I just want to, I want to ......"

The more she spoke, the more incoherent she became, Bilan and the others looked at her with some vigilance, but Fu Minghua still calmly listened to her anger.

Somehow, the county lord of Danyang felt a little deflated:

"I just thought we, we used to be friends, I thought ......"

"Even if we are friends, but Danyang, I don't owe you anything." Fu Minghua sighed, "The Dingguo Mansion has taken refuge in the Rong family, seeking long-term wealth and prosperity, and seeking the merits of the dragon," she turned around, but turned her head to look at the county lord of Danyang:

"If it is Rong Tuying's success, have you ever thought about the result? Not only the emperor, but even me and Zhao'er will die at the hands of the Rong family, will you help me because of the word 'friend'? (To be continued.) )