As soon as Fu Jinxi's words were finished, Mrs. Su looked at Fu Jinxi in surprise, and Su Ruyi also raised her head and looked at Fu Jinxi

"Xi'er, why are you talking nonsense again, my sister doesn't marry." Su Ruyi seemed to have been poked in the sad place, lowered her eyes, and her face was a little sad.

Fu Jinxi walked in front of Su Ruyi with a smile

"My Ruyi sister is so good, how can she be raised in the boudoir all her life, but she doesn't let others know how good you are."

Fu Mu also smiled when he saw Fu Jinxi, who was so sensible

"Yes, Ruyi, Xi'er is right, you should be looking for a good husband, don't worry, the second uncle will not wronged you, you just have to wait with peace of mind, and when Xi'er gets married, you must also be a phoenix crown and a red makeup." Fu Mu smiled and comforted.

Old Mrs. Su was slightly moved when she heard the red makeup in Fu Mu's mouth, and looked at Su Ruyi's unhappy appearance, but she was just worried that she was still thinking about Yun Ziao, so she said

"Yes, Ruyi girl, don't worry, we won't let you be wronged."

Su Ruyi's eyes were slightly deep, but she raised her head and glanced at Mrs. Su coquettishly

"Grandma, don't be joking." Su Ruyi originally thought in her heart that after Fu Jinxi added it, she would let Yun Ziao find an opportunity to welcome herself, as long as Yun Ziao felt sorry for herself, she didn't care if she didn't have that title. He is already a person whose reputation has been damaged, and it is rare to be able to get someone to treat him sincerely. But now, everyone told her that she could continue to manage her dream of wealth in the future, so how could she give up a comfortable and wealthy life to be a concubine with Yun Ziao, no matter how good Yun Ziao was to her, she couldn't do it.

Old Lady Su looked at Su Ruyi's appearance and laughed

"Okay, grandma doesn't make fun of you, but the Mrs. Han's house we saw last time is very tight, and they still have a young lady who has not been out of the cabinet, why don't you ask her to come over to our house to enjoy the snow on the eve of the New Year's Festival a few days later, how about it?" Old Lady Su looked at Su Ruyi and said. Mommy is so tsundere

Su Ruyi lowered her head slightly

"But Ruyi and Miss Han are not familiar with each other, how can they be reckless to invite."

Fu Jinxi looked at Su Ruyi, and the corners of his mouth hooked

"What's so difficult about this, a few days ago, the eldest prince's side concubine loosened the invitation and came over, saying that she would prepare a banquet tomorrow, and invited the young master and young lady in Beijing to go to the plum garden to enjoy the plum blossoms and see the snow, and then the Miss Han family will definitely go, and I will invite Sister Ruyi tomorrow." Fu Jinxi said with a smile. This old lady Su really still thinks about the eldest son of the Han family in her heart, but the blessing of the eldest prince, you are afraid that you will not be blessed, because it will not be long before the eldest prince will die of illness.

Old Mrs. Su looked at Fu Jinxi happily

"Yes, that's good, tomorrow Xi'er will follow Ruyi to learn more, this is rare to interact with everyone's ladies." Old Lady Su said with a smile.

Fu Jinxi just raised the corners of her mouth slightly and said yes, Wen Wan, this kind of thing may not have been good enough in her previous life, but in this life, she will never learn this kind of thing, because her life should be full of spikes, and Wen Wan can only be a layer of tulle, which will be broken as soon as she wears it.

"Well, my son is really sensible, so my father is relieved." Fu Mu looked at Fu Jinxi and said with peace of mind.

Fu Jinxi lowered his head slightly, as if he was shy

"Daddy still doesn't believe in Xi'er, but Xi'er is learning from Sister Ruyi." Fu Jinxi said with a smile.

Su Ruyi also looked at Fu Mu with a smile

"Yes, second uncle, Xi'er is smart and sensible." Su Ruyi looked at Fu Mu smiling, but there was a slight resentment in his heart, sure enough, no matter what, you are just biased towards Fu Jinxi, so why bother acting here! Blood Spirit God of War

Fu Jinxi looked at Fu Mu and sighed deeply in her heart, everyone here is pretending, only her father, who has worked hard to maintain, is really laughing.

It was already afternoon when she came back from the nursing home, and after lunch, Fu Jinxi went straight back to the room, looking at the neatly folded quilt, her lips pursed slightly, imagining the appearance of falling asleep with her homework, and the warmth she had been chasing in her dreams.

"Miss, do you want to rest? The slave and maid will make your bed. He'er said that she was about to step forward to spread the bed, but Fu Jinxi frowned

"No need."

He'er stopped and looked back at Fu Jinxi

"Isn't Miss resting?"

Fu Jinxi frowned, it wasn't that she didn't want to rest, but the voice in her heart told her that she didn't want other women to touch her current quilt, perhaps, just because of the fragrance on the quilt.

"You go out, I'll tidy up here by myself, and you're not allowed to enter the room without my orders." Fu Jinxi turned around and glanced out the window lightly, and his brows furrowed.

He'er was slightly surprised, but she didn't say anything, just saluted

"Then the slave went down and prepared the tea that the young lady would use when she woke up from a nap."

Fu Jinxi bowed slightly, watched He'er walk out of the room before walking to the bed alone, and then slowly put himself into the quilt after laying out the quilt. Asking about the fragrance lingering on the tip of his nose, the corners of Fu Jinxi's mouth slowly hooked, and he slowly fell into a deep sleep. It's just that even the other side of this fragrance doesn't have such a comfortable mood. Dream interpreter by profession

"My lord, Douli outside the door has already taken the young lady to the door of the house, can you go and pick it up?" Dou Ding looked at Dongfang Chunyan, who had been writing and drawing with an ink pen since he came back.

Dongfang Chunyan's brows furrowed slightly, but he quickly relaxed again

"You can arrange it, outside the East Wing."

Dou Ding looked at Dongfang Chunyan in embarrassment, outside the east chamber are guest rooms, and they are far away from the courtyard and study where adults live, besides, can Miss be just a guest.

"My lord, it's Miss Shisha waiting outside the door." Peeweed reminded again.

Dongfang Chunyan stopped the ink pen in his hand and frowned slightly

"Could it be that I switched to an eight-carrying sedan chair and beat gongs and drums to welcome in?"

Douli was frightened by Dongfang Chunyan's frown, and said hurriedly

"No, no, of course not, this is the Prime Minister's Mansion and not Peach Blossom Island, no matter how you say it, you can't let others take away your master's identity. The subordinates will arrange for the mother-in-law to clean up the west wing. Dou Ding looked at Dongfang Chunyan and said.

Dongfang Chunyan glanced at Dou Ding, bowed slightly, and continued to paint, but before Dou Ding walked out of the study, a shadow at the door had already approached.

"Brother Dongfang doesn't like cigarettes so much?" Entering, the purple collar and the white robe are a little more like a fairy.

Dongfang Chunyan put down the ink pen in his hand, raised his head and looked at the hookah that was already standing in front of him, and his thin lips opened slightly

"It's good to live in the West Wing, and you don't need to move around too much." Dongfang Chunyan put down the brush and turned around, and he had already walked past the hookah, cold without a trace of temperature.