The news that Xiao Zhu sent Yin Lizhi was not so much that he had pity for Yin Lizhi and that the four surnames were in the same spirit, but that the Xie family took this opportunity to throw stones and ask for directions, and to see the emperor's attitude towards the family. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Therefore, at this time, Yin Lizhi's request cannot be brushed, and at the same time, it must be the heart of the Xie family.

The Xie family delayed the opportunity to seek a way to save them, but what about the imperial court?

It's just that she remembered the arrogant and willful Yin Lizhi at the beginning, and she still shook her head and sighed.

She is like a fire, bright and bright, so that people will get hurt when they get close, but they will eventually burn out. When she married from Huainan to Luoyang, she had such a character, I am afraid that she would choose the same path as the Xie family.

The vivid face in her memory gradually became sharper later, and she was afraid that she should feel it herself, although she didn't admit it, but her temperament changed greatly.

Fu Minghua brushed his skirt and laughed:

"Don't talk about her, what about Zhao'er?"

Before the nurse could bring her son, Yan Chai came over first.

The weather outside is gloomy, the cold wind is blowing, and the winter rain is coming.

"Yin committed suicide?"

The two walked around the long corridor of the Guanfeng Hall in the direction of Shangyang Palace.

He also got the news of Yin Lizhi's death, Fu Minghua nodded, lowered his eyes to see the clasped hands of the two, the closer to Shangyang Palace, the closer to Luoshui.

It's almost November, and the river is starting to freeze and freeze, and the cold is oppressive.

On such a winter day, his hand was very warm, and wrapped her hand firmly in his palm.

"She sent a message from Jiangzhou, wanting to offer the Yin clan's weapons and armor in exchange for the people of Xue Mansion for the Yin clan's burial."

Speaking of this, Fu Minghua couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, Yin Lizhi fought back when she was dying, and she was about to bite off a piece of meat from Xue Mansion, which was consistent with her previous temperament.

Yan Chai listened to what she said, and couldn't help but put the words in her mouth and reminisced:

"People from Tuojiangzhou?"

He turned his head, meaningful.

While the couple were talking, they already knew in their hearts that Jiang Zhou's people were willing to meddle in this matter.

Fu Minghua nodded slightly, and Yan Chai laughed lightly:

"Then as she promised."

Such a decision also coincided with Fu Minghua's original plan, the two said a few words, and Fu Minghua did not ask him again how to deal with the Yin family.

After bypassing the long verandah and entering the Shangyang Palace, Yan Chai took her hand and walked to the northwest of the palace.

The position there is high, standing on it, you can have a panoramic view of the scene of Luoshui below, as soon as the wind blows on the river, Fu Minghua has not wrapped her fur tightly, Yan Chai has already unfolded the big coat and hugged her into his arms.

"Look there."

He put one hand between Fu Minghua's arms, pointed to the water, and turned his head sideways to talk to her.

The direction of Yan chasing his finger seems familiar.

Not far away is the Luoyang Imperial Palace connecting the upper and lower palaces of the covered bridge, she was invited by the Weiguo Mansion in that year, by boat to pass here, and Yan Chai has seen.

His palm rubbed lightly between her arms through the thick clothes, and when he turned his face to look at her, his eyes were deep: "At that time, I heard that you were invited to go boating in Luoshui, and I was waiting for you here." ”

At that time, he was still young, and he had a hazy good impression of her in his heart, and after hearing the news, he tried his best to come to Shangyang Palace and wait.

Even when he stood on the palace platform, he didn't know if Fu Minghua would come here, just with the trace of thought in his heart, he waited here for two quarters of an hour, watching her boat swing here, she was still looking at the scenery on both sides of Luoshui, but he was already standing on the palace platform, taking her in full view.

"At that time, I was thinking in my heart that the people of the Weiguo Mansion put up stickers and invited many people in Luoyang to a banquet."

Now that he is a beautiful woman, he still gritted his teeth when he mentioned the words 'Weiguo Mansion'.

Fu Minghua looked up at him with a smile, his hair was pulled up, his eyebrows were deep, the bridge of his nose was firm, he stared down at her, and his breath blew on the top of her head as he spoke:

"Luoshui is so wide, I'll wait here, if I can see you, you are mine."

It turned out later that God was also deliberately matching the two, giving him hints and opportunities everywhere, and the moment her boat floated from the misty water, Yan Chai was bound to win it for her, and never thought about making a trade-off.

Cui Guifei also asked him solemnly that day if he would regret it.

What it means to choose her and abandon Wei Minzhu, Yan Chai is very clear when he was young.

He chose an extremely difficult path, and when he took the head of Qinling, he almost died and returned to Luoyang.

But at the moment of making great contributions, he was not happy that he had won the credit and won the appreciation of Emperor Jia'an, but he was glad that the distance between himself and her was closer.

He married her, which had nothing to do with the future of interests, but hoped that he was strong enough to embrace her openly and without mixing with the interests of the family.

Fu Minghua raised his head, and the light kiss he gave fell on the corner of her forehead and eyebrows, and the words he said seemed to bring her thoughts into the picture scroll of time a few years ago.

His pride is outward, but his disposition is restrained and cautious, and his defense is very deep, like a high mountain, which is admirable.

She is different from him, if the arrogance brought by Yin Lizhi's family is imminent, she is hidden in her blood and bones, scattered between her gestures, a look, a movement.

Yan chases like a mountain, fierce and cold, and coercive, then she is like water, gentle and rippling, but she is silent, and her reflection is all in her arms.

No matter how high the mountain is, it always shines with her.

She was moved by Yu Yanchai's heart for her, he didn't say it at that time, she just resisted, and when she thought about it at this time, she felt some regret in her heart.

"I promised you that I would accompany you to go boating in Luoshui during the Shangsi Festival." A dark color quickly flashed in his eyes, and he stretched out his hand to straighten Fu Minghua's windswept hair, his eyes were as deep as the sea:

"Yuan Niang, should you also grant me a request?"

She nodded, wrapped her hands around his waist, and asked him gently:

"What does Saburo want?"

The two of them recalled the old scene in the Yang Palace, which made her heart soften, and her body was surrounded by his breath, and the cold wind of this winter did not feel so cold, he reached out and put it on the side of her cheek, hooked her and raised her face together, lowered his head and whispered in her ear:

"Anything you will promise?"

The hot breath he blew as he spoke gently touched the side of her ear, and Yan Chai's tone was not quite right.

As if intentionally or unintentionally, his lips gently bit her crystal clear earlobe, Fu Minghua's cheeks were slightly red, and he vaguely felt that something was not quite right, but he couldn't tell what was wrong, listening to his urging question, he nodded again in a daze, and he hooked the corners of his mouth:

"The next time I'm on the bed, I'm going to come in from the back, and I'm not allowed to say no."

"......" (To be continued.) )

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