Fu Ke sighed softly, and then lowered his head again and folded the sleeves of a large-sleeved jacket embroidered with crane patterns in autumn fragrance, and then spread it flat in the suitcase.

Now, she can only do these things by herself.

Yanyunlou has now been fully guarded by the mother sent by Fu Geng. On that day, Fu Ke wanted to go to Qinghu Villa to see the Zheng family, but he was also rejected by Fu Geng's servants.

Fu Ke stood up and gently closed the lid of the suitcase.

She enjoys doing these things now. Pack the cages, pack the clothes, and organize the books, ink, pens and inkstones. When she has something to do, she thinks less.

And in the middle of the night, when the surroundings were quiet and the ink stained the gauze tent and brocade curtains beside the bed, she would always feel panic. The intense fear and uneasiness would come up from the depths of her heart little by little, like the night that filled the world, and gradually filled her entire chest.

Fu Ke stood up from the side of the suitcase and looked at the small table clock on the lacquered lattice frame.

It was not early, but she was not sleepy.

She slowly walked to the table and sat down, looking at the lantern of the green jade bird. Under the lampstand there was a thick layer of candle tears. Fu Ke felt that her heart was like this lampstand, gradually accumulating dust, dust, becoming old and dim in the passage of time.

With a "babbling", the door was gently pushed open, and then, a cold wind with a faint scent of ink rolled in from outside the door.

Fu Ke turned his eyes to look at the person who came, neither spoke nor left his seat, only looked at the person with wide eyes, looking at the person she should call her father. And in fact, someone who has no blood relationship with her.

Fu Geng handed the crane to Shoumo behind him, and walked to the front of the case. Shoumo bowed and exited the door.

"Departure in three days." After a long time, Fu Geng's faint voice came.

The room was already half empty, and his voice seemed to echo, bringing a burst of air to flow, rippling in circles, and the candle flame on the lotus lamp flickered slightly, and then returned to calm.

"Yes." Fu Ke responded in a flat tone.

Fu Geng stared at her for a long time, sighed and said, "Mr. Xie is the master of his father, what can you find Mr. Xie." ”

Fu Ke stared at the candle flame in front of him. After a while, he said word by word: "Did you send me to Shandong like this?" Father? ”

Yes, Father.

He was her father, though they weren't related to each other in the slightest, but. He was still her father.

Fu Ke inexplicably felt ridiculous.

However. The smile hadn't reached the corner of his eye yet. A great desolation came over her, and her heart was cold.

"That's all there is to it." Fu Geng's tone was still indifferent.

He looked out the window, and the night was dark. The north wind howled through the courtyard. The vitality and joy of the past have all been wiped out in this hunting north wind.

Fu Geng wanted to raise Cheng Yu's two children well, and he is still doing so until now. It's just that he can't give up his own flesh and blood for the sake of his children.

He was already sorry for the Wang family, and he couldn't be sorry for the only flesh and blood left by the Wang family. That child was his only relative in the world.

He would never allow anyone to hurt her like that.

Even after Engong, it is absolutely not!

If there is a grudge or a grudge, they can come at him. but thou shalt not lay shand upon his daughter.

This is his final bottom line!

"Hehe, hehe." Fu Ke suddenly laughed.

In this dimly lit room, the laughter sounded a little frightening.

She smiled while raising her head to look at Fu Geng, with almost no expression between her low eyebrows: "Father, do you treat me as a daughter?" Has there ever been a time, even just that time, when a father treats his daughter as his own flesh and blood, and loves him from the bottom of his heart? Have you ever had one? A distorted smile appeared on Fu Ke's face: "Father, have you ever had it?" Have you ever been? ”

Her voice was soft at first, but the more she spoke, the more chilling it became, and the "Have you ever been" echoed through the empty room.

On the lampstand on the table, another candle tear fell.

Fu Geng didn't speak, only looked at Fu Ke deeply, and said slowly after a long time: "What about you?" Have you ever regarded your father as your own father and Sister Tang as your own sister? Have you ever been? ”

His voice was as low as the night.

A gust of wind blew over, picking up a thick cotton curtain, sending a line of extreme chill. The faint candle flame swayed in the wind, and every time it wanted to be extinguished, it was never extinguished.

Fu Ke looked at Fu Geng quietly, and Fu Geng also looked back at him.

The dim candlelight could not fill the empty room, and just like the man in front of him, he could not fill the vacant corner of Fu Ke's heart.

At that moment, they found the answer in their respective eyes.

Fu Ke's eyes gradually showed a trace of bitterness.

She closed her eyes tiredly, and after a long while, she whispered, "Father, can you allow your daughter to say goodbye to her mother?" ”

Fu Geng stared at her for a long time, then turned around and called, "Come on, send the girl to Qinghu Villa." ”

Fu Ke opened his eyes suddenly. However, the person who spoke left Fu Ke with only a back, and a sentence full of deep meaning:

"When you have no grudges in your heart, when you come back."

With that, he strode across the threshold, and the cyan robe quickly disappeared into the night.

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In the eighteenth year of Yuanhe, in early spring and February, the city of Jinling did not usher in the spring scene of east wind and rain, and the grass and trees were new and green, but it was very snowy.

Due to the cold of spring, the weather is very cold, and the price of wood charcoal has risen a lot. However, the enthusiasm of the people in Beijing was not affected by the weather at all, but the whole people were engaged in the heated discussion of the establishment of the Holy Lord.

Because of the death of the Yuan Empress for many years, the middle palace is empty. Since last autumn, the words of the Holy Admiral after the establishment of a new have been circulating.

Later, the Khan came to visit, and the Holy Lord held a state banquet to entertain him. The state banquet was supposed to be co-hosted by the emperor and queen, but because of the emptiness of the middle palace, the saint had to bring Concubine De and Xu Zhaoyi to the same throne.

That is, since the state banquet, several courtiers have handed over excerpts, mainly some officials and imperial history, but they did not say that they wanted to stand up, but only said that the two women accompanied the state banquet, which did not match the ancestral system, and asked the saint to pay more attention in the future.

Then it was the first month of the year, and all the officials were at home on vacation, and the family enjoyed the joy of family. But he didn't think that a thunderbolt would smash down on a sunny day, and the emperor stabbed out a major event at this time, and he wanted to set up Xu Hui as the queen.

As soon as these words came out, the entire court was shaken, and everyone did not have a good New Year. At the first court meeting after the New Year, after the Holy Admiral said what happened after the establishment of the Holy Admiral, the Taihe Hall fell into a long and strange silence.

Even Hodi, who has always been the most vocal in the cabinet, did not say a word.

According to the law of the Han Dynasty, the emperor must be approved by the cabinet after his establishment. And after Xu Hui was a loyal man, he had a deep relationship with the Holy Floice, and there was no family power behind him, although he was married to a wife, but later it turned out that the marriage was in name only. Frankly speaking, Xu Hui is quite in line with the conditions of the establishment of this dynasty. (To be continued.) )