In the palace, the husband looked at a portrait of a slender young woman, but unfortunately her face was covered with a light veil, revealing only a pair of autumn eyes.

"Where the hell are you......" Fucha muttered, his mind kept flashing the bits and pieces of those days together, Yiguang's talents and opinions made him admire, this was the first time he was so concerned about a woman, and he even looked at this woman's appearance and name.

Wu Rong looked at the portrait in her husband's hand with gloomy eyes, this was not the first time she had seen her husband fascinated by the woman in the painting.

She is Wu Zixu's daughter, she was sent to the palace to accompany her husband to grow up with her husband since she was a child, as early as the first time she saw it, she was attracted by the heroic husband.

Before, her husband was bent on avenging his father's murder, so Wu Rong didn't say anything and stayed by his side silently; She thought that after destroying the Yue Kingdom, her husband would marry herself and become the only queen, but she never expected that after he returned, it was like a different person, not only did he not make a decree to marry herself, but she was thinking about the mysterious woman she met in the Yue Kingdom, which made her angry and annoyed.

Wu Rong suppressed the vinegar surging in his heart, and said crisply: "Brother Fucha! ”

The husband woke up in shock, saw that it was Wu Rong, and said in surprise: "Rong'er, why are you here?" ”

Wu Rong said deliberately: "Listening to the tone of my husband's brother, it seems that Rong'er is not welcome to come, so Rong'er can go." ”

The husband put down the scroll in his hand and said with a smile: "You Nizi, this king just asked casually, and he provoked you to say so much." As he spoke, he said, "What, do you want this king to accompany you to ride a horse again?" ”

Wu Rong turned his anger into joy, Yang raised the food box in his hand and said: "Knowing that Brother Fucha is busy with state affairs, how dare Rong'er disturb more, yesterday I rode a horse and heard that Brother Fucha had some coughs, Rong'er heard that pears have the effect of clearing heat and generating Jin, moistening the lungs and dissolving phlegm, so I specially boiled a cup of pear soup and sent it, you are about to drink it while it is hot." ”

Hearing this, the husband smiled and said, "Rong'er has a heart." ”

Wu Rong opened the food box, took out a small stew cup, carefully poured the pear juice into the bowl, and when she handed it to her husband, her eyes flashed slightly, and she let go of her hand without waiting for her husband to hold it firmly, causing the bowl to fall on the imperial case, wetting the picture scroll on the side.

The husband was shocked and quickly wiped off the pear soup that had been poured on the scroll, but he was still a step too late, and the ink smudged and scattered, making the scroll unrecognizable.

This is the best painting of Fucha, regarded as a treasure, and now it is suddenly destroyed, and he is distressed and angry, and blurted out: "How do you do things, you can't even hold a bowl!" ”

Wu Rong was also very panicked, and hurriedly said: "Rong'er thought that her husband sent her brother to hold it firmly, so she let go." ”

"Still quibbling!" The husband glared at her fiercely, "It's going to be a disaster as soon as you come, so it's better not to send this Rausch pear juice." ”

Wu Rong deliberately knocked over the pear juice to destroy the painting, she expected her husband to be unhappy, but she didn't expect him to be so nervous; For so many years, her husband has been doting on her, and it is the first time she has said such heavy words, and the cause is just a painting, which makes her angry and hateful, and choked up: "Then I won't come in the future!" With that, she cried and ran out.

Looking at her crying and leaving figure, her husband also regretted it a little, after all, Wu Rong was not "intentional", and she was the righteous daughter of her father, and she grew up with her, like a brother and sister, so she shouldn't say such heavy words.

Thinking of this, the husband hurriedly caught up and grabbed Wu Rong, who was crying, "Just now, this king was in a hurry, and he said something serious, don't be angry with this king." ”

Wu Rong turned his face away and said angrily: "Brother Fucha is the honor of all vehicles, how dare Rong'er be angry with you." ”

"Look, this mouth is so pouting that you can hang an oil bottle, and you say it's not angry." Hearing her husband's joke, Wu Rong couldn't help laughing.

"If you laugh, you won't be angry." The husband wiped away the tears from her face and said gently, "Look, this is so beautiful." ”

Although Wu Rong was still unhappy in her heart, she knew the truth of accepting it when she saw it, and said aggrievedly: "I came to send pear soup to my husband's brother, but I was reprimanded by you, which is really sad." ”

Her words really made her husband feel guilty, "It's the king's, isn't it the king's, isn't it okay for the king to compensate you, right?" ”

"Hmm." Wu Rong nodded obediently, and then said, "If Brother Fucha really thinks about that girl, you might as well send someone to look for it, maybe you can find it." ”

Fu Cha smiled bitterly: "The sea of people is vast, where can I find it, besides, this king doesn't even know what she looks like or what her name is." ”

Looking at the deep thoughts hidden in her husband's eyes, Wu Rong was jealous, and after forcing herself to press, she said: "Actually, Rong'er came over today, and there is still one thing. ”

"What's the matter?" The husband asked absentmindedly.

"Today is Rong'er's birthday, I want to invite my husband and brother to go to the Liuli Pavilion for dinner tonight, I don't know if it's okay?"

The husband was stunned for a moment, and then patted his forehead and said: "Look at the memory of this king, he actually forgot your birthday." ”

Wu Rong said with a gloomy expression: "Brother Fucha has a lot of affairs, and it is normal to forget such trivial things, if Brother Fucha really can't spare time, then ...... Never mind. By the end of the day, she was almost crying.

Her appearance made her husband feel more and more guilty, and said softly: "How can Rong'er's birthday be a trivial matter, don't worry, this king will definitely accompany you on your birthday even if he is busy." ”

Wu Rong raised his teary eyes and said in surprise: "Really? ”

"Of course, this king will go over later." After getting her husband's words, Wu Rong was full of joy, "Thank you, king." ”

At night, Wu Rong dressed up carefully, and changed into the crimson and golden Feiluan brocade dress that had been prepared many days ago, decorated with beads and emerald rings, which made her face like jade even more.

The palace maid complimented her while arranging her skirt: "Miss, you are so good-looking, the king will definitely fall for it when he sees it." ”

"Of course." Wu Rong proudly looked at the bronze mirror and her beautiful self.

She knew that her husband had been thinking about the Yue girl in her heart, but in the end, it was ethereal, like a dream bubble, how could she be so real and moving.

Tonight, she must firmly occupy the heart of her husband and let her husband know who is the one who can accompany him for a long time.

"The king has arrived!" There was a shrill voice from the palace people outside, and Wu Rong hurriedly got up to greet him, "Rong'er welcomes her husband's brother, and wishes her brother good health and happiness." ”

"No courtesy." The husband stretched out his hand to help him up, and when he saw Wu Rong in brocade clothes and surrounded by pearls and greens, he couldn't help but be stunned, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, "This is the first time this king has seen you dressed up like this." ”

Wu Rong stretched his sleeves and turned around, and the skirt swirled, like a blooming peony, and said coquettishly: "Is it good-looking?" ”

"Beautiful." Wu Rong's praise made Wu Rong happy, and pulled him to the table and sat down, "These are the medicines that Brother Fucha likes to take, and Rong'er made them herself." ”

"You?" Fucha looked at the delicacies on the table and said with a smile: "When did you become so virtuous?" ”

"Rong'er has always been virtuous, but my husband and brother don't know, try it." Wu Rong took a jade ball and put it on the husband's mouth, such an intimacy made the husband a little surprised, but he still opened his mouth and took a bite, and praised: "Well, it is fragrant and tender, no worse than the palace kitchen, delicious!" ”

Wu Rong was overjoyed and took the opportunity to say: "Is it okay for Rong'er to cook for her husband and brother every day?" ”

The husband smiled and said: "Let you wash your hands and make soup every day, my father knows, and I have to talk about this king." ”

"Not really." Speaking of this, Wu Rong's face turned slightly red, and he said softly: "It is Rong'er's luck to be able to wash his hands and make soup for his husband's brother, and it is also ...... What the stepfather has always hoped for. ”

Fucha's expression changed slightly, and he recovered as usual in an instant, picked up the chopsticks and said: "It's rare to be able to taste Rong'er's craftsmanship today, and this king has to taste it." ”

Seeing that the husband avoided answering his words, Wu Rong was a little disappointed, but soon regained his smile, poured the pot full of wine glasses, and brought it to the husband, who tasted it and said in surprise: "This wine is mellow but not strong, and has the aroma of osmanthus, which is very good." ”

Wu Rong smiled and said: "My father-in-law knows that my brother doesn't like spirits, so he specially ordered someone to look for this mellow and mild osmanthus wine. ”

Hearing that it was sent by Wu Zixu, the husband's eyes showed a hint of complexity, and he silently looked at the pale yellow wine, and said softly for a while: "Father Xiang's heart is there." ”

Under the seemingly calm appearance, there is a complex and incomprehensible mind, he doesn't like Wu Zixu to point fingers and control the government, but he has a deep affection for Wu Zixu, like a master and a father.

Under the persuasion of Wu Rong, the husband drank several cups unconsciously, although the osmanthus wine was not strong, but the stamina was not small, and after a few cups, he was slightly dizzy.

"Brother Fu sent another drink." In the face of Wu Rong's persuasion again and again, after drinking a few more glasses, the husband shook his head and said: "This king can't drink anymore, otherwise he will be drunk and faint." ”

"My husband and brother drink too much, how can he get drunk easily." Wu Rong said in a coquettish voice, the orange candlelight on her greasy white cheeks, which made her more and more bright and moving.

Fucha looked at him in a daze, he stretched out his hand, as if he wanted to touch Wu Rong's cheek, the latter was ashamed and happy, and his body leaned a little in the direction of Fucha, almost leaning on him.

Just when Fucha's hand was about to touch her cheek, he suddenly retracted it again, shook his head vigorously, and sobered himself up, "No, you are the sister of this king, this king...... I shall not do anything indecent to you. He said as he struggled to his feet.

Hearing this, Wu Rongjiao's beautiful face suddenly became distorted, and she blurted out: "Sister, sister, do you know that the two words I don't like to hear the most." Speaking of this, she suddenly hugged her husband and said excitedly the confession that had been pressed in her heart for many years, "I don't want to be a sister, I just want to be a woman who is a brother of my husband!" ”

"You...... You're confused! The husband tried hard to push Wu Rong away, but the drunken stamina was too strong, and his hand couldn't be used for a while.

Wu Rong shook his head vigorously and said seriously: "I'm not confused, it's my brother who hasn't understood Rong'er's heart." ”

"You're my sister, and you're just my sister." Fucha struggled to maintain the only trace of clarity in his mind, pushed Wu Rong away and stood up from the ground, and shouted, "Wang Shen...... Wang Shen ......"

Wang Shen, the old palace man who was guarding outside, heard the call of the husband, and hurriedly walked in and helped the husband up, "King, why are you drunk like this?" ”

Fucha was about to return to the Taiji Hall when he suddenly heard a faint flute sound from a distance, quiet and desolate.

Hearing the sound of the flute, the husband first listened in a daze, and then his whole body was full of excitement, and his drunkenness disappeared for a few minutes.