The spring breeze is warm, the grass grows and the warbler flies, and today's weather is exceptionally good.

Mr. Pingyang went down to rest, and Mei Ru was flipping through the books in the room alone. The sun is warm in the hair, and the top of the head is slightly hot, which makes people really want to close their eyes and sleep lazily. She was facing the window, facing the green bamboos in the yard. ――Mr. Pingyang likes bamboo, so there are bamboos planted in every corner of the house. Now these green bamboos are sprouting in the happy spring breeze, and there are also a little spring shoots at the bottom. Those spring bamboo shoots poked out of the soil one after another, and Mei Ru saw it in her eyes, and she wanted to eat the bamboo shoots a little.

When she had nothing to do, she asked the maids to prepare their pens and inks under the eaves.

In such a good season, you can't eat spring bamboo shoots, and it's not bad to make a picture of spring bamboo shoots funny.

When Fu Zheng arrived, he happened to see Mei Ru painting seriously. Under the shade of green bamboo, she is still wearing a joyful pink and white skirt, and her skirt flutters in the wind, like layers of petals. This person's eyebrows and eyes are low, rare and gentle, and the white and tender ears are still small pearl earrings, gently shaking in the wind.

Fu Zheng looked at it quietly for a long time, and finally stepped forward quietly. He hadn't seen Mei Ru's complete painting yet, and now he walked behind her and looked down.

As soon as he saw the thing Mei Ru was drawing seriously, Fu Zheng curled his thin lips and couldn't help laughing.

Mei Ru was originally thinking about spring bamboo shoots wholeheartedly, but a low laugh suddenly came from the side, as if it was a joke, she was slightly annoyed, and turned her head with her eyebrows raised.

I don't know when there was suddenly an extra Fu Zheng behind him!

She was caught off guard and her eyes widened.

The man in front of him was wearing a dark brocade robe with a blue blue tuanhua pattern, a jade belt tied around his waist, lined with wider shoulders and a narrow waist, and his posture was long. At this moment, a gentle gaze fell from the man's dark eyes, and when it was gently brushed like this, it was like a pool of rippling spring water, and like this lazy and sleepy sun, it only made people crispy and soft.

Mei Ru was stunned for a moment.

She knew that Fu Zheng was good-looking, but in the past, his sharp eyes were only filled with Xiao Su's coldness, and he was not easy to approach at all. In fact, all the girls in the capital knew that Fu Zhengsheng was good-looking, but no one dared to approach him...... Only she was stupid, and she pounced on it without hesitation in her previous life, but all she got was his indifference and ruthlessness. Mei Ru didn't know that when Fu Zheng still had such a time, all he looked at was pampering, belonging to this man's favor.

With a sudden astringency in her heart, Mei Ru lowered her eyes.

Fu Zheng's gaze drooped down, facing her black hair. The girl's soft hair is casually curled into a child, delicate and simple. Fu Zheng was suddenly a little reluctant to leave Beijing, those strands of hair were enough to stumble him, make him unable to move an inch, and make him hesitate countless times.

He's the one who is going to war, and this nostalgia for not getting any response is not good.

After looking at it for a while, Fu Zheng pursed his lips and smiled lightly, not knowing whether it was self-deprecation or helplessness, or something else.

"Aru." Fu Zheng called.

His voice was rare and gentle, and the gentleness was incredible.

Mei Ru was stunned again, but soon she gathered her thoughts, bowed slightly, and still replied respectfully: "Your Highness." ”

She was always in front of him, like this, separated by a wall...... Fu Zheng sighed silently. Somehow, he suddenly thought that day in the military camp in Anzhou, she spoke softly and gently to the eleventh brother. That word is still on the tip of his heart, so that he can only hide in the darkest place of envy and jealousy, so that he always thinks that it would be great if she could say a word to herself and tell her a word.

After a pause, Fu Zheng said: "Aru, this king is about to lead the troops out of Beijing, what do you have to say to this king?" ”

After he finished speaking, he only looked at Mei Ru.

Suddenly hearing the news, Mei Ru was stunned and stunned, she looked up at the man in front of her in a daze.

Fu Zheng's eyes were dark and heavy, turning into the deepest lake.

And he asked, What do you have to say to this king?

There have been countless times when she said to him, "Lord, I'll wait for you to come back."

He didn't pause, let alone respond, Fu Zheng always turned over directly on the horse, kicked the dust away, and didn't look back.

She was choked with ashes all over her face, choked to the end of despair, and there was no hope until this person left Beijing, and she never sent her again.

The past came to her face, Mei Ru seemed to be choked with ashes again, and at this moment, her heart crunched. Mei Ru didn't know how to face it, so she could only bow her head and not speak.

She didn't respond at all.

Fu Zheng looked at her fixedly, and sighed heavily for a long time. This sigh was helpless and powerless, and it was desperate. He asked, "Aru, you don't have anything to say to this king?" "The voice is rarely low.

Mei Ru was silent, blinked obtusely, and finally replied: "The courtiers wish His Highness a victorious return to the court as soon as possible." ”

"What else?" Fu Zheng asked reluctantly, as if he could expect her to say something more.

Mei Ru lowered her head, panicked in her heart. This kind of tightness haunts her, and it is called the past that cannot be left behind. The pain of those hearts was pressed down, and Mei Ru's face turned pale in a trance. She didn't speak.

Fu Zheng lowered his eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Is there really nothing?" These four words are disheartened.

Mei Ru shook her head stiffly.

It was quiet for a while, Fu Zheng was desperate and angry, but on the ground, he smiled. The smile was full of self-deprecation. "Aru," he reminded Mei Ru coldly, "In the Zhuozhou Nunnery, you still owe this king a favor!" ”

Fu Zheng has to hear it today!

Mei Ru still lowered her head, and for a long time, she still replied respectfully: "Your Highness has an injury to your right shoulder, so you must be careful on the battlefield." ”

"Huh." Fu Zheng sneered.

Even if he got her reluctant advice, Fu Zheng's heart still hurt, the kind of pain that will spasm and twitch. The wound on his right shoulder was suffered for her, and he took off a piece of flesh for her, and now she remembers only this.

Standing there in silence, Fu Zheng's figure was heavy, and he was silent for a long time.

That invisible neglected pain hurts more than the wounds on her body, hurting hundreds or thousands of times, but it can't get her back the slightest bit of pity.

Fu Zheng sighed heavily again, and after a long time, he told Mei Ru again: "After June and Lu, while the prince is not in the capital, you will make a marriage earlier, and remember to discuss with the eleventh brother if there is anything." If it is-" Speaking of this, Fu Zheng paused suddenly, and then continued indifferently: "If something happens to this king, Aru, you remember to remind the eleventh brother more, he will inevitably have a frizzy temperament, you remind him not to be too impulsive in everything......"

Hearing him say this, Mei Ru's heart was sour. There was nothing fixed on the battlefield, but she knew that Fu Zheng would definitely be fine and return safely. It's just that he doesn't know it.

The sun sank slightly to the west, Fu Zheng looked up, and lowered his eyes gloomily.

He took out a small brocade box from his wide sleeve and rested it on the painting case in front of him. Fu Zheng said: "Aru, this is a gift to congratulate you. Mei Ru turned her head and looked over, it was a small box of colorful brocade. In my impression, Fu Zheng seemed to have sent it over once, but she returned it without hesitation. Mei Ru frowned, and was about to say something, but Fu Zheng had already spoken in advance, and said firmly: "If you don't want it, you can throw it away after this king leaves." ”

Mei Ru's heart twisted again, she blinked lightly and looked up at him.

The four eyes were facing each other, and the pair of gorgeous peach blossom eyes brushed the tip of his heart, burning deeply in his heart, Fu Zheng was still reluctant. He didn't say anything, and at this moment, he didn't think about anything, Fu Zheng stretched out his hand and grabbed the person in front of him! He's leaving, and he doesn't know if he'll come back alive, he just wants to kiss her and hug her. Mei Ru was obviously panicked, she struggled, and the next moment, Fu Zheng clasped her chin and kissed her without saying a word.

He hugged her tightly and kissed her fiercely, reluctant to give up.

Mei Ru's eyes filled with tears again.

Her eyes were red, and Fu Zheng raised his hand to touch her eye sockets. Under his fingertips were thin calluses, rough but soft, and Mei Ru's eyes became redder.

The two of them only looked at each other, Fu Zheng leaned down again, kissed her face, and said, "Good girl." "No matter how hard this battle may be, he will come back, and he will love to come back to her, his good girl.

Mei Ru stood there in a daze, and she didn't turn around until Fu Zheng had left for a long, long time.

Only a small half of the bamboo shoots were painted, and next to the painting case was the small box of colorful brocade Ruyi. Mei Ru looked stunned. Fu Zheng said, if you don't want it, throw it away after this king leaves......

……

Mei Ru returned home that day, and sure enough, everyone knew the news that Fu Zheng led the troops to the battle.

As far as Mei Fu is concerned, Mei Xiang is most worried. Mei Xiang is now in the Northwest Battalion, and this time he is definitely going to the battlefield again, and he doesn't know when he will be a head. Qiao was worried. Mei Ru can be sure that Fu Zheng is fine, but she can't be sure of her brother's safety, and now she is also worried.

The mother and daughter went to Lianxiang Temple.

On this day, I met Dong unexpectedly.

Mei Ru was embarrassed to go to Hu Mansion when she came back, after all, Sister Yao was married, and it was really inappropriate for her to go over casually as a former sister-in-law. Therefore, Mei Ru never expected to meet Sister Yao in Lianxiang Temple, and she didn't expect Sister Yao to have it in her womb!

In front of the Guanyin Palace, she was wearing a loose skirt, which also showed a round shape.

met Qiao's and Mei Ru, and Dong's was slightly embarrassed. She greeted Qiao's and smiled at Mei Ru again. Probably because of the child in the womb, Dong's face was a little pale and slightly swollen. Qiao Shi looked at her fixedly, and also said with concern: "You have worked hard to conceive this baby, why do you have to toss?" "-- You have to climb a lot of steps to go to Lianxiang Temple.

Dong replied softly: "Mrs. Mei, I am resting at home all day now, so it is better to come out and walk around." ”

Qiao Shi nodded, and saw that the Xun Xun next to him couldn't help but look at Dong's family. She said: "Follow, the two of you will talk for a while, and go and ask for a peace charm for your brother for your mother first." With that, she nodded slightly to Dong and led Mother Liu into the hall.

Mei Ru hurriedly carried Dong to sit on the stone bench on the side, and He Sui took a cushion to rest on, so as not to catch a cold.

Mei Ru congratulated: "My sister has such a happy event, I don't even know it." And he asked, "How many months?" ”

Dong Shiyun smiled: "It's almost full-term." ”

"Then it's time for my sister to rest." Mei Ru couldn't help but be concerned.

As he was talking, someone hurriedly came not far away, with neat legs and feet, and a very loud voice: "Sanbiao and his daughter-in-law, today's lottery is really good." ”

As soon as she heard this, Mei Ru knew that it was Aunt Hu who was coming, and it was not convenient for her, so she apologized: "Sister, I'll go first, and I'll go to the house to see you in two days." ”

Dong nodded thoughtfully.

Mei Ru really went to Hu's house two days later. Afraid that Aunt Hu would be too careful, she didn't mention that she was Meifu, but only said that she was a good sister of the Dong family. Although the house purchased by Hu Sanbiao is not big, it is better to be secluded, and a room of women can not be too ostentatious. Moreover, Aunt Hu and a few maids are all capable, and they clean up the house and do it properly.

Mei Ru brought some gifts to Aunt Hu, and went inside to see the Dong family.

Dong was wearing homely clothes at that time, holding his stomach and writing a letter on the kang. Seeing Mei Ru coming, Dong was very happy and hurriedly pulled her to sit down.

There was a burden next to it, which was not tightly folded, and a neatly folded new man's shirt was accidentally exposed inside, Mei Ru guessed that it must have been made by the Dong family for Hu Sanbiao, and she planned to send it along with the letter. She smiled, but she didn't see it, and saw a small dustpan next to Dong's side, which contained needles, threads, and small clothes cut out. Mei Ru took it in her hand, looked at it carefully, and said with a smile: "My sister is so skillful." He asked again, "Does Brother Hu know?" ”

Dong nodded: "I have to write to him every month." ”

"Brother Hu, do you have a letter back?" Mei Ru asked.

Dong shook his head with a smile: "He doesn't know a few big characters, how can he write a letter?" Left, but once we sent something over, he would bring back the silver. ”

When she spoke now, her face was calm, and she smiled a lot more than before, and she looked much more vibrant, and Mei Ru was happy for her.

……

In the pass by the Liao River, Hu Sanbiao received another burden.

Someone laughed: "It's really different to have a daughter-in-law." ”

"That's it!" Hu Sanbiao laughed.

He went to the tent, first carefully unwrapped his baggage, and then took out the letter stuffed in his shirt. Dong's writing is very simple, Hu Sanbiao read it with a smile, and then folded it up and put it in the innermost mezzanine of his clothes.