In the red silk tent, she waited all night, two pairs of bronzing dragon and phoenix candles burned out, and it was already dawn outside the window.

Mei Ru was still wearing a red wedding dress at that time. A few maids had already waited for her to be replaced, but Mei Ru wanted to wait for Fu Zheng to come back like this, and when she drank the wine, this person didn't even float from the corner of his eye, and he didn't know if he was ashamed.

She sat there with a double happiness on her head, heavy and a little heavy.

Stunned by the white belly of the fish in the east, she suddenly realized that this was the flower candle in the cave room, and she was alone......

That pain came out of the bottom of her heart again, and Mei Ru lowered her eyes.

She was still holding the liuqin in her hand, and the pink and green glazed tea cup in front of her was steaming. This tea is Lao Junmei, the soup color is emerald green, and the aroma is clear. The heat is carried upward by the wind, covering the eyelashes, and will condense into small droplets of water. Occasionally, I shuddered like tears. Mei Ru blinked and said with a light smile: "Your Highness is really good at laughing." ”

"The king didn't laugh." Fu Zheng looked at her and said.

His voice was deep, with the power of this man.

His face is solemn, and his dark eyes are firm and calm, all of which are rare and sincere.

Mei Ru still smiled faintly, and the corners of her lips pursed slightly. The smile fell in the cold north wind, as if it was about to be blown away.

At this moment, Fu Zheng knew the answer, and under his wide sleeves, he quietly clenched his hands.

Seeing Mei Ru looking at him, he replied calmly: "Your Highness, I didn't laugh either. ”

She didn't say anything, but she said everything......

She was telling a joke when he was telling.

These words were gentle, just so carelessly brushed the tip of his heart, and he had been prepared early in the morning, but Fu Zheng's chest still tightened suddenly, as if a knife had scraped hard, which made people feel pain.

Fu Zheng still looked at her fixedly, his handsome eyes were still dark, but his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his hands were clenched.

Mei Ru didn't look at him anymore, she only bowed slightly, and walked next door with Liuqin in her hand.

She rarely wore a small tooth-white plain makeup jacket today, and under it was a rain-swept azure-colored woven gold and smoke Ruyi pattern brocade skirt, all of which were faint, as if the smoke and rain were swaying, and she was getting farther and farther.

Fu Zheng didn't move.

He sat under the porch for a long time before he raised his hand from his wide sleeve and picked up the cup of tea in front of him.

His hands were white.

At this time, the north wind became more and more intense, and the cold and white snow rolled down directly from the nine clouds. Those snow flakes fell on the corners of his eyes and eyebrows, and fell on the pink and green glazed tea cups, and Fu Zheng finally felt a trace of coolness. The coldness seeped into his heart along his throat, and he couldn't move.

After drinking this cup of tea slowly, the snow in the courtyard was like goose feathers, fluttering one after another, covering the sky, and it was impossible to see through it at all.

Fu Zheng stood up calmly and said to the inside: "Take care of the three girls, this king will leave." ”

After a long time, the people in the room only replied lightly: "Congratulations to Your Highness." ”

The wooden door was closed, and the curtain was deep. Fu Zheng watched quietly for a while, then turned to leave.

But when he stepped out, he was covered with snowflakes, melting, and drenching in, chilling to the bone.

In the house, Mei Ru was still holding the willow qin and stood there definitely. It wasn't until she heard the man's footsteps that she raised her eyes again. The circles under his eyes are a little red and a little cold.

……

Mei Ru didn't go to Honglu Temple in the past two days, and only stayed at Mr. Pingyang's place in peace.

She planned to wait for the prince to lead the troops out of Beijing before going to Honglu Temple, and the clinker waited and waited, but waited for the news that the prince was grounded by Emperor Yanchang!

Mei Ru was shocked.

As for why the prince was grounded and why he angered Long Yan, there was no news in the palace. Everyone only knew that His Majesty had decided that the prince would lead the troops to the expedition during the day, and that night he was furious, and the prince was ordered to be grounded in the East Palace.

Later, when a few small yellow doors came out to buy it, they accidentally leaked their mouths, as if they said that a nine-grade talented person was hanged to death in the palace that day.

Now the streets and alleys are talking about this matter, some people sigh with emotion about a knife on the head of the color word, and some people are curious and don't know which His Royal Highness will send again, whether it is King Zhao, King Qi, King Lu or King Yan.

On this day, in Mr. Pingyang's house, even a few domestic servants who were sweeping the yard outside were whispering and talking.

Mei Ru listened to it in her ears and couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

She knew that most of this matter was planned by Fu Zheng along the water. Fu Zheng personally told her that day that the prince would divide these days. The lack of skills made her not worry too much. Mei Ru originally thought that he was referring to the fact that the prince led the troops to the battle, but now that he thinks about it, this should be what Fu Zheng said......

In fact, this step is extremely dangerous.

Others may not be able to see the clues, and sigh that the prince himself is lustful, but today's saint is scheming, will he not be able to detect the strangeness? I'm afraid that after the anger, His Majesty may see it more thoroughly!

In his previous life, Fu Zheng didn't take this step, he has been in Taoguang to cultivate obscurity, his patience is very strong, he will never act in such a hurry, in this life for some reason he was forced to make dangerous moves in advance.

I don't know if I can get out of it in the end.

Mei Ru lowered her eyes.

She stared at the words in the book, slightly distracted.

Wait another day, and sure enough—

Emperor Yanchang ordered His Royal Highness King Yan to lead the troops and leave Beijing on the same day.

Mei Ru clearly remembered that in her previous life, after she and Fu Zheng got married, this person led the troops for the first time, and now it is different.

The snow had been falling for many days, and she was still kneeling under the porch with Liuqin in her arms.

Mei Ru raised her head, just in front of the snowstorm.

She plucked a note or two. The strings are ringing, as if they can pierce through the misty sky. At this moment, Mei Ru shuddered involuntarily, all her thoughts seemed to pour out from this fingertip, and for no reason, her eyes suddenly flashed with some dampness.

Mei Ru didn't think much about it, and the next moment, she let her fingers move at will.

This repeated timbre, with the vast white snow, swept into the wind, scattered in all directions, and the whimpering was a little sharp.

……

Over there, Fu Zhao was in a hurry.

He is not good at power techniques, but he also knows that the will of this leader is that his father is knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger, and he wants to use the seventh brother as a knife to sharpen the prince!

After the front was dispersed, Fu Zhao went to find his seventh brother.

Fu Zheng had already received the holy decree to receive the tiger talisman at that time, came out of the Qianqing Palace with an umbrella, and was going to the outside of the palace along the Yongdao.

"Seventh brother!" Fu Zhao called him.

Between the red walls and green tiles, Fu Zheng turned his face in court clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were clear, and he was still walking on the cold everywhere.

"Seventh brother." Fu Zhao ran over, still panting, and looked around, he wanted to say something anxiously, but Fu Zheng had already raised his hand and knocked on his head, and said, "You are doing well in Beijing." ”

Fu Zhao nodded.

Fu Zheng paused, there was something he wanted to say, and finally swallowed it back.

He only said lightly: "I'm leaving." ”

Fu Zhao still nodded.

This year, on the seventh day of November, Fu Zheng led his troops out of Beijing.

Mei Ru finally went to Honglu Temple on this day.

Standing at the door of the study, she shook off the snow on her cloak, and when she raised her eyes again, she found that there was already a figure standing inside! Thin and tall, he was still wearing the prince's regular clothes, and he wore a mutton fat jade around his waist. Mei Ru was stunned for a moment, and then looked at it again-

It's Fu Zhao.

She and Fu Zhao were about the same height last year, but after a year, I didn't expect Fu Zhao to be much taller than her.

"Follow-the-road." Seeing her coming, Fu Zhao's voice was a little low.

"Your Highness." Mei Rufu is in peace.

Fu Zhao hurriedly stopped her, "Follow the rules, do you have to be like this in front of me?" He rarely complained, his brow furrowed, obviously annoyed.

Mei Ru looked at him and couldn't help laughing: "Your Highness, what's wrong with today?" ”

Fu Zhao was slightly stunned. That deepest anxiety naturally couldn't be revealed in front of others, but in front of Mei Ru, he couldn't help but relax a little. After grinding for a while, Fu Zhao couldn't help but worry: "My brother went to war." ”

"I know." Mei Ru replied lightly. She came to Honglu Temple by car today, and all the way she listened to people outside talking about the situation when His Royal Highness King Yan left Beijing today, saying how majestic he was, and saying that he was handsome and good-looking.

Clinker Fu Zhao continued: "You don't understand. ”

"How can I not understand?" Mei Ru asked rhetorically with a smile.

Fu Zhao pursed his lips, those intrigues still can't be said, he doesn't want to dirty Mei Ru's ears, and he doesn't want her to be upset in these messy things. With a sigh, he sat down and took a big sip of herbal tea.

Seeing him sulking like this, Mei Ru was silent and relieved: "His Royal Highness King Yan will be fine." ”

Fu Zhao looked at it suspiciously.

Mei Ru still smiled: "I promise." ”

Fu Zheng will definitely not have an accident, he fought so many battles in his previous life, when did he die? Aren't they all good?

Although Mei Ru knew that this battle was won, there was still panic in the capital, after all, it had not been such a battle for many years.

Meifu is even more worried.

Speaking of which, this time Fu Zheng led the soldiers of the Northwest Battalion, Uncle Meng and Mei Xiang were among them, as well as Hu Sanbiao, Mei Ru was still quite worried about the safety of several of them.

She didn't go to Mr. Pingyang in the past few days, but only stayed at her mother's bed.

Since he knew that there was going to be a war in the northwest, Qiao's had been unable to eat or sleep these days, lying in bed all day long, with a sad face, beating his chest from time to time, and washing his face with tears.

In the whole house, I am afraid that only Sister Yue doesn't understand anything, and she is crawling around on the kang in a thick little jacket at this time.

She had just recently learned to climb and everything was new.

Seeing that Sister Yue was about to crawl out, Mei Rufang reached out and hugged her back. Mei Ru was not very close to the child, or rather, she was not close to all the children.

Holding it in her hand, Mei Ru found that this little girl has eaten a lot recently, and it is very heavy in her hand.

Sister Yue was still restless, and as soon as her two little hands grabbed it indiscriminately, she held Mei Ru's arm, and her strength was not small.

This is a particularly strange feeling, Mei Ru lowered her eyes, and then found that Sister Yue'er's eyebrows and eyes had grown a little, no longer wrinkled, and her eyes were dark, really a bit like Mei Xiang.

Seeing Sister Yue smiling, Qiao's began to feel uncomfortable and wiped her tears again: "That kind of place where the sword has no eyes, I don't know how your brother survives ......"

Mei Ru hurriedly handed Sister Yue to the nurse to take down, wanting to comfort her, but she didn't know what to say.

She sat under the south window, hoping that the battle would end soon.

The day of the Winter Festival is Zhou Suqing's Fangchen, she is fifteen years old and Xu, because there is a war in the imperial court now, the He Mansion has not done a big deal. She only invited a few girls from the house to come over. The second and third girls in Meifu naturally received the post.