There is a time and hour for the woman to enter the palace, and the chat between Meng Qing and Fu Jun is half an hour, and the county lord's mother has stayed too long, and she is suspected of exceeding the system.

Meng Qing gave up at this time, his face was stupid, but he was like a child who was angry, and finally pulled Fu Jun's hand and said: "If you have time, you will come to the palace to play, there is nothing here in the palace, there are the most interesting things, next time you come, the palace will show you the dim sum mold that you have beaten, there are a lot of tricks." ”

Looking at her energetic appearance, Fu Jun was not only happy, but also felt that the queen mother could do her like this, which was really a kind of realm.

Involuntarily, Fu Jun thought of Xu Hui again.

Since going to Dengzhou with King Jing to become a vassal domain, Fu Jun has written countless letters in the past, but has only received one reply from Xu Hui.

It was a short note, and there were only a few words on it: "You are there, I am here." Two phases or forget, each is well. If there is no return, don't think about it. Attached to the note was a small yellowed rabbit fur hat.

That was Fu Jun's childhood use. She remembered that late on a snowy night when Wang died, she went to the mourning hall to pay respects, and Xu Hui personally put this small velvet hat on her head.

To this day, the soft touch in my memory seems to be rubbing against the top of my hair, and the warm and compassionate embrace still seems to be gently embracing her as a child. However, at this moment, Fu Jun knew that Xu Hui and her could no longer return to the beginning.

Personnel are different, and the scenery is different. Today's Xu Hui has a biological flesh and blood connection, and also a letter from the person she must protect with her life, Fu Jun. It may be a burden for her. After all, Fu Jun is the daughter of an important minister of the court, and has the status of a county lord, and is still the wife of a military general with a heavy army. No matter how you look at it, it is better for Xu Hui to have a clear relationship with her.

The vassal king was already deeply jealous of the king, and Xu Hui's move was for King Jing and Fu Jun's good.

When he got into the carriage back home, Fu Jun's mood was still a little melancholy, and he didn't know that it was for Xu Hui, who was in a state of flux. Or for Meng Qing, who is alone in the deep palace.

They have become queens. Yes or once were the most noble women of the Han Dynasty, but even so, the shackles imposed on them were still comparable to prisoners.

Throughout the Han Dynasty, as long as you are born as a woman. Then it will be rich and glorious. can't escape the fate of being attached to a man. And under the rolling wheels of feudal monarchy, how many women are silent, staying in the narrow and cramped back house. Wasted a lifetime meaninglessly.

For a moment, Fu Jun only felt that her chest was suffocated and it was difficult to breathe, and the feeling of depression was invisible but heavy, making her feel like she was under the water, and her heart became more and more anxious.

With an unnamed mood, Fu Jun returned to the Wenguo Mansion.

Meng Zhu waited in the outer study early in the morning, and after Fu Jun returned home, a steward invited her over, and in the outer study, she relayed Meng Qing's original words to Meng Zhu one by one.

Seems to be infected by Fu Jun's depressed mood, after listening to her words, Meng Zhu's expression was slightly gloomy, and after being silent for a long time, he let out a long sigh, and without saying anything, he waved his hand and asked Fu Jun to go out, and he himself turned around and went to Ruijin Hall.

After the closed door of Ruijin Hall, no one knew what Meng Zhu and Mrs. Pei had discussed, but since then, the Duke of Wen has never mentioned sending a woman into the palace, and the Pei family seems to have been instructed, and since then they have never mentioned this matter, and even the daughters of the Meng family rarely called into the mansion to speak.

It's just that Fu Jun didn't take these things to heart.

No matter how troubled my heart is, I still have to live this day by day. Pingnanhou's birthday is after the Dragon Boat Festival, and in recent days, Fu Jun has only been busy preparing for the birthday ceremony, and it is also through this short busyness that those unrelieved worries have been put aside.

On the day of Pingnanhou's birthday, Meng Yuan accompanied Fu Jun back to his parents' house early in the morning.

This year, the birthday banquet of the Hou Mansion is still a small event, only one day, and the guests are divided into two groups, the lunch banquet is for relatives and friends, and the evening is for colleagues and officials.

Sitting in the carriage, seeing that Fu Jun's expression was a little cowardly, Meng Yuan didn't ask much, only took her into his arms lightly, whispered something to relieve her worries, and sometimes lifted the curtain of the car and pointed out some scenery along the street to her.

In the face of such gentle and drizzly tenderness, Fu Jun couldn't bear to ignore even if he was depressed, so he had to cheer up and answer a few words occasionally along with his words, and for a while Meng Yuan talked about his birthday again, Fu Jun said to Meng Yuan: "You still think cleverly." My grandfather was a martial artist, and he would be very happy with the sword as a birthday gift, and I would like to thank you. ”

Meng Yuan hugged her by his side, and a deep and pleasant voice was in her ears: "It's good if you are happy." After a pause, he added, "I only wish your heart to be open." ”

I don't know why, these words actually moved Fu Jun a little.

She didn't speak, just looked up and pecked him lightly, and there was a little tenderness in her eyes.

Meng Yuan's heart was soft, he raised his hand and stroked her hair, his warm palm rubbed the top of her hair, and he flicked the butterfly hairpin on her sideburns.

The hairpin was originally made of fine gold leaf, and the butterfly wings were as thin as transparent, but at this moment, he was playing with his fingers, trembling and shaking, and Fu Jun went to hit his hand: "Don't do this, you have to wear it again after a while." ”

Seeing that her words were lightly disgusted, her raised eyes were as clear as water, and her expression was a little more vivid, Meng Yuan chuckled: "It's better to do this, you are much more energetic now." You look very unhappy just now. ”

Fu Jun was stunned by Meng Yuan's words, and immediately warmed up in his heart.

"I'm not unhappy." She said, holding his hand with both hands, her fingers carefully tracing the lines of his palm, and her expression was slightly dark: "I just remembered Xu Niangzi, and I miss it a little." ”

Meng Yuan pressed his arms tighter and pressed her chin on the top of her hair lightly: "This is not a difficult thing. If you miss her, we can stay at leisure, why don't we just go and see her. ”

Fu Jun raised his head suddenly.

"Is that okay?" She asked him, and her clear eyes fixed on his face, "What if ......"

She didn't continue, but the hesitation in her words was very obvious.

Looking at her somewhat gloomy look, Meng Yuan couldn't help but soften his heart, and pecked her forehead lightly, and between his noses was the fragrance of Qingfen in her hair: "Don't worry, everything is with me." Besides, today is not the first emperor, you just think too much. ”

Seeing that his demeanor was determined, most of the worries in Fu Jun's heart disappeared.

She has basically integrated into the life of the Han Dynasty, but in some things, such as the speculation and grasp of the emperor's heart, she has never been able to do it. In the final analysis, she is not a real ancient person after all, she received nearly thirty years of modern education in her previous life, and when facing this kind of problem, she is probably not as good as ordinary people in this era. (To be continued.) )