The east wind brings a moist breath, and under the tulip frame, the green leaves are like shade and the dark fragrance strikes people. However, Fu Ke didn't feel this soft and sweet early summer style at all, and she didn't even know when the people in the pavilion left.

She felt cold.

The coldness seeped into her bones, quenching flesh and resentment into them, turning into scorching flames that burned her limbs and bones.

At that moment, the world in her eyes was a blood-colored red.

But the next moment, she suddenly smiled.

It's good, it's all that, it's really good.

She knew that her forbearance and restraint, her compromise and her prudence were all useless. She used 120 points of hard work, plus 120 points of heart, but she couldn't exchange a trace of true fatherly love and care, and she couldn't replace a truly noble identity.

The smile on Fu Ke's lips grew cold, and his eyes were like quenching poisonous fire.

If this is the case, then why should she endure it any longer?

At most, it's just a dead fish.

A sneer tugged at the corner of her lips, and she looked at the empty gazebo, only a pair of eyes were shining......

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Fu Jun sat in the west room of Qiu Xiju, looking at Zheng who was sitting at the head of the bed.

The Zheng family is still the same, no one recognizes it, and when she saw Fu Jun coming, she just looked at the person with a stupid smile and didn't have anything to say.

She's a little thinner than before. According to the mother-in-law who served her, it was fine during the day. At night, Zheng always had nightmares, and sometimes he couldn't sleep more than once a night, although he also took the sleep aid medicine prescribed by the doctor, but it had little effect.

In the face of such a Zheng family, Fu Jun could no longer arouse any emotions. She sat silently in front of the desk, watching Zheng play with her own shadow in the sun, and pinching with the cloth tiger, like a child, she only felt melancholy.

After sitting for about ten minutes, she left the oppressive room.

Autumn evening Curie. The wood is still the same. The shadows of the deep green trees block out the May sun, and there are dappled leaf shadows on the ground.

Fu Jun was in a trance.

This courtyard is no longer the one she lived in back then, and the people and things in this courtyard have long since changed.

She was in a state of sorrow. Standing at the gate of the courtyard of the autumn sunset. A gentle breeze swept through the open courtyard. Blue brick wall. There are roses in solitary bloom.

"Mother, are you going back?" Shibu asked softly.

Fu Jun turned his mind back, shook his head and said, "It's still early. I want to take a walk. ”

At this time, when he went back to the Big Flower Hall, he was just talking nonsense with those so-called relatives, and Fu Jun didn't have the leisure at the moment.

She stepped down the stone steps, turned the path, and passed through a small moon cave door, and came to the back lake of the garden.

The sun is lukewarm, and the willows on the shore of the lake hang down their waists, their slender leaves swaying on the water.

Fu Jun walked along the gravel path by the lake, and soon reached the bamboo forest.

Xu is used to staying in the county lord's mansion, and she now has a special preference for the bamboo forest, which is where Fu Jia designed her glazed hairpin, and she is very impressed.

However, in addition, there were also footprints of her childhood in this bamboo forest. She once came here with Fu Yao to see the fawn, and she also used to read quietly in the forest alone. Revisiting the old place, the mood is not yesterday, Fu Jun can't tell whether he is happy or sighing for a while, he only feels infinitely emotional.

While she was thinking, she walked towards the bamboo forest, who would have thought that at this moment, a figure flashed out of the corner of her eye.

Fu Jun was slightly startled.

That figure turned out to be very similar to Qiaoyun!

She looked intently, but saw that at the other end of the bamboo forest, Qiaoyun's back hurried away, looking at its shape, as if avoiding someone.

Fu Jun's expression was slightly condensed, and Chu Jian had already whispered: "That woman is sneaky. ”

Fu Jun thought for a while and instructed Chu Jian: "You go and see, see where she has gone, don't alarm her." ”

Chu Jian answered, silently escaped into the forest, and soon disappeared.

With this episode, Fu Jun lost the interest of hanging out, and when he saw that the hour was not early, he went back to the big flower hall.

Today/day/'s family banquet separated the male and female seats with a six-fan screen, and everyone sat in groups and had a happy reunion dinner.

According to Han custom, the bride and groom need to rest at home for a while after lunch and return in the evening. It just so happened that Meng Yuan also wanted to see the boudoir where Fu Jun lived before marriage, so the husband and wife stayed.

Everyone went out of the flower hall, Hou Ye went back to the outer study, and the rest of the people in the rooms were scattered, Fu Geng pulled Fu Jun to talk, asked about the situation of the Wen Guogong Mansion, and Meng Yuan waited for her outside the hall.

Just like that, a sentence or two was done, and there was a slight commotion outside the flower hall.

Fu Geng and Fu Jun glanced at each other, and they both went out.

Fang stepped out of the door, and saw a bush of peony flowers not far from the front of the steps, Fu Ke was sitting on the ground, covered in ash, his face flushed, and it seemed that he had fallen. Several of her maids were still standing on the steps, looking a little frightened and stupid, as if they were at a loss.

Fu Zhen stood near Fu Ke's left, her face was very strange. Meng Yuan, on the other hand, stood on top of the stone steps, at least a few feet away from the peony bush, standing with his back to this place, as if he hadn't noticed the situation here at all.

Fu Jun's footsteps paused slightly, and the tips of his eyebrows were already frowning.

This scene has a strange sense of disobedience.

Seeing Fu Jun walking out, Fu Zhen's expression became more and more strange, and she wanted to laugh or not. At this time, Fu Ke had already stood up by himself, shyly and timidly standing beside the flowers, patting the ashes on his dress, his face flushed as if he was about to drip blood.

Fu Geng's face suddenly became gloomy. He glanced at Fu Ke deeply, his eyes swept over Meng Yuan on the side, and then he waved the sleeves of his robe and strode out, without even asking a word.

"Fifth sister, go back and ask a doctor to take a look." Fu Zhen had already changed her smiling appearance and stepped forward to say.

Several of Fu Ke's maids only woke up at this time, but more than half of them had blue lips and white faces.

Just on the top of the steps, Fu Ke walked well, suddenly his feet were soft, and he fell straight to the side, at that time Meng Yuan happened to be in front of the steps, Fu Ke fell down, and he could directly fall into Meng Yuan's arms.

Those maids couldn't help them, and they were all shocked, and Fu Zhen's face on the side turned white.

Unexpectedly, the next scene was completely beyond everyone's imagination. Everyone only felt a flower in front of them, and somehow Meng Yuan was already far away, but Fu Ke really stepped into the air, rolling down the flowers from the steps, and rolled down the ashes.

This scene stunned everyone and didn't react for a long time.

At this moment, seeing Fu Ke's embarrassed appearance, Fu Zhen secretly laughed in her heart.

Her fifth sister is probably crazy. Where is this, she actually sang such a play, even if she really made it happen, she would not be able to marry Meng Yuan.

Fu Ke is a concubine recorded in the family tree, with the family of the Pingnan Hou Mansion, how can it be possible to let two concubines serve a husband together? Unless Fu Jun has nothing to do, and Meng Yuan wants to marry a flat wife regardless of his face, this is like words.

However, if he took 10,000 steps back and said, even if Meng Yuan wanted to marry a flat wife, the candidate would never be Fu Ke. Fu Ke has already reached the mark, her marriage will be decided soon, and she will be married next year, where can she wait for the day when she marries into the Guogong Mansion?

Fu Zhen really didn't understand the purpose of her step-cousin's move today. (To be continued.) )