"Big sister......" As soon as the eldest lady of Zhuang Jian's mansion fell, a little lady behind her glanced at Fu Minghua impatiently: "Hurry up, we are already late." ”

When the eldest lady heard this, a smile appeared on her face, Fu Minghua heard the meaning of their words, and also politely refused the invitation of the eldest lady of Zhuang Jianguo, turned her body sideways, and let this group of girls pass first.

The scholar surnamed Lu brought by Du Xuanzhen is probably Lu Changyuan.

She stood here for a long time, blowing cold, and estimated that Lu Changyuan should finish painting, and then followed in the direction where a group of little ladies in Zhuang Jian's Mansion left.

Unexpectedly, in the courtyard in front of her, a bunch of people were gathered in it, and she stood on the high verandah, and saw the third prince Yan Chai was competing with Lu Changyuan, who was wearing a cyan robe, in swordsmanship.

The swords in their hands were unsheathed, but the atmosphere was very solemn.

Yan Chai had a ruthless look on his face, forcing Lu Changyuan, who didn't dare to hurt him, to retreat step by step.

She didn't know martial arts, but she could also see that Lu Changyuan couldn't last.

Lu Changyuan is serious on the surface, but in fact he is extremely contradictory, he can stick to his loyalty to the former Chen Dynasty, but he can do things smoothly and sophistically.

At this time, even if he has been beaten out of the real fire, he can hold back.

Yan Chai knew that he was afraid, but he had no scruples about making a move, even if the sword was not unsheathed, it hurt to hit the person, and after a few more times, Lu Changyuan finally couldn't help but block.

He thinks very highly of himself, but at this time he is being chased and beaten by Yan, who is much younger than him, just like a thing for people to amuse, he thinks twice, if he tolerates one or two, it can show that he is loyal, but if he endures again and again, it will pass into Du Xuanzhen's ears, I am afraid that he will inevitably think that he has no blood.

Lu Changyuan raised his breath and was about to fight back, but he didn't want Yan to chase after him, a sword hit him on the thigh, he was taken aback, endured the pain and pushed him away, but he didn't want his fingertips to flick on the scabbard, only to hear the harsh sound, the scabbard flew out along Lu Changyuan's strength, only to see the silver light flash, the sword stopped on Lu Changyuan's neck, and suddenly made him break out in a cold sweat.

Although he was still trying to calm down, his cheek muscles twitched slightly.

Yan Chai threw away the long sword in his hand, turned around and walked towards Qi Shao, took the towel he was holding in both hands and wiped his face, and his eyes looked at Fu Minghua on the verandah.

The people around came to their senses, and Mrs. Tai breathed a sigh of relief and praised:

"Your Highness is heroic."

Lu Changyuan was also surrounded by a group of subordinates, and his expression was a little gloomy.

Zhuang Jiangong and the others looked at him with approval in their eyes at this time, and they all thought that he knew the measure and intended to let Yan chase.

But who would have thought that the sword of the third prince just now seemed to really want to cut off his neck.

At that moment, the chill hit his face, and his vest was wet with sweat at this time.

He shook his palm, smiled again, and arched his hand to Yan Chai: "The third prince is excellent in martial arts. ”

Yan Chai sneered, and let Qi Shao put on a big coat for him, and was hugged by everyone to warm up the pavilion.

Fu Minghua was seen by others, so he naturally followed.

In the warm pavilion, Zhuang Jian Gong complimented: "Your Highness is outstanding in martial arts. ”

Yan Chai drank tea and didn't make a sound when he heard this.

In the warm pavilion, several ladies from the Zhuang Jian Mansion were also there, and they all looked at Yan with shyness and timidity from time to time.

The likes of the lord did not hold important positions in the imperial court, did not hold power, and relied on the intricacies of in-law relations to maintain their own status.

At the beginning, there was a queen in Zhuang Jian's mansion, and now the three princes are at the age of heroism, and they have never been married, which naturally makes many little ladies in the pavilion feel a little thoughtful.

Yan Chai sat lazily on the chair, squinting his eyes and smiling at the flattering words of the people around him.

However, Yan Xin's face was a little ugly.

He had already heard that Lu Changyuan was not only outstanding in literature, but also in martial arts.

Today, Lu Changyuan was brought by Du Xuanzhen, and he asked Lu Changyuan to compete with Yan Chai, but he didn't expect Lu Changyuan to lose to Yan Chai.

Although Yan Xin suspected that Lu Changyuan was deliberately giving in, he was also unhappy when he saw Yan chasing the limelight.

Everyone laughed for a while, and Mrs. Tai also hugged a little boy and looked at everyone with a smile.

That little boy is the eldest grandson of the prince of Zhuang Jian's mansion, two or three years old, he can't even speak clearly, and he plays with a hollow golden ball with tassels in his hand.

The golden ball is not small, there is a bell in it, it makes a crisp sound between the waves, he 'babble' twice, the bell hit the golden ball and also made a crisp sound, everyone is laughing, the little boy didn't grasp the golden ball steadily, 'swooped' slipped out of his hand, flew into his hand, 'bell' fell to the ground and jumped twice, rolled down to Fu Minghua's feet.

When the child saw this, he grinned and cried, and reached out for the ball.

Fu Minghua squatted down, picked up the ball, and handed it to the child.

The child burst into tears and laughed, shaking the things in his hand, Mrs. Tai's eyes showed a look of satisfaction, and she looked at Fu Minghua:

"Whose lady is this?"

Yan Chai hooked the corners of his mouth and did not speak.

Fu Mingxia and others were also in the pavilion, and when they saw such a scene, they were jealous and hateful, and they hated that the person who picked up the ball and was seen by the Dugu clan was himself.

"My father is the master of Honglu Temple, and the little daughter wishes Mrs. Zhu as blessed as the East China Sea."

As soon as Fu Minghua said this, Mrs. Tai immediately understood her identity.

In Luoyang, a family with such a background as Zhuang Jian's Mansion disdains to mention Fu Qixian.

It's almost to the point where I feel a little dirty when I think of his name.

This is especially true of the Dugu clan.

It's just that Fu Qixian is not good, but Fu Minghua has a mother who was born in Jiangzhou.

Jiangzhou Xie's family is also famous, even more famous than the Dugu clan in the past.

When Mrs. Tai heard Fu Minghua report to her home, she smiled a little and looked at her: "I saw your mother back then, but she was very well-behaved, and now it seems that you are good." ”

After speaking, Mrs. Tai's face showed fatigue and motioned for her subordinates to take the child in her arms away.

Then he pulled his skirt and smiled: "How old is the little lady, the rules and etiquette are so good, have you ever promised someone?" ”

Yan Chai heard this, drank two sips of tea, and was about to speak, but out of the corner of his eye, he felt that Yan Xin was also looking at him, obviously looking at his attitude, and he immediately lowered his eyes.

"Not yet." Bai Shi hurriedly stood up and said with a smile: "These juniors in the house have not yet agreed to marry, if Mrs. Tai can see it, help guide me to these granddaughters who are not in the climate." ”

As soon as Bai said this, Zhong's face showed joy.

Mrs. Tai was born in the Dugu family, if she can take a fancy to her, give some guidance, and even if she can pull the red line to protect the media, the few little ladies in the Changle Hou Mansion will be a great creation.

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Second Update......

There is a wood and a monthly pass, and you are still waiting for me to be pampered? (To be continued.) )