The Fu family's mansion has changed from a temporary altar to a temporary torture hall.

Ye Xiyang revealed his identity, and Song County ordered Mo to disobey, so he directly dispatched government soldiers to follow him, took down Zhiguo, and opened a court for torture on the spot.

“…… The first wisdom fruit of Jing'an Temple, taking advantage of his position, greedy for ink and incense, filling his own pockets, confusing the public with evil words and demons, defrauding the people of money, and framing goodness for his reputation...... He deserves to be punished! ”

Ye Xiyang came prepared and listed Zhiguo's culpability. The people were in an uproar, it turned out that the high monk Master Zhiguo was a liar!

He doesn't know how to do magic at all, and what he just saw is just a magic spell used to deceive everyone! He not only framed Fu Er's grandmother for fame, but also cheated everyone out of their incense money!

The crowd was furious, the situation took a turn for the worse, and Zhiguo didn't even have time to say a word of rebuttal, nor did he have time to bite anyone, so he was gagged and convicted, and he was directly imprisoned.

After Zhou Jingrong woke up from a coma, everything had settled.

Fu Yunshen took care of him inch by inch, Ye Xiyang came to visit, and he never left, so the two of them sat outside and talked.

When Zhou Jingrong came to his senses, he heard a deliberately low man's voice outside, and a squirming conversation came into his ears.

Fu Yunshen raised his glass to Ye Xiyang, replacing wine with tea, with sincere gratitude in his cold voice: "Yutang, I want to thank you this time, I didn't expect you to find out the details of Zhiguo in such a short period of time." ”

Ye Xiyang crossed Erlang's legs, slumped on the chair, and smiled proudly: "It's also a coincidence, I've been checking on him, and I ran into the fact that my sister-in-law was framed, so I didn't take the opportunity to serve him in a pot." ”

Fu Yunshen groaned slightly: "The case back then was related to Zhiguo? ”

Ye Xiyang nodded: "Exactly." ”

After speaking, he restrained his cynical expression, and there was a hint of guilt in his seriousness: "Although the Song County Order is insignificant, after all, it is a person over there, I don't want to provoke him too much, so that the other side will find out my whereabouts, and I am afraid of trouble." Therefore, I can only temporarily suppress Zhiguo's confession that the mastermind of framing my sister-in-law is Mrs. Song, and appease him. I'm afraid that I have wronged my sister-in-law......"

Fu Yunshen's expression was indifferent, and he didn't care about not being able to deal with Mrs. Song, the mastermind behind the scenes: "Rong Rong and the girl of the Song family are close friends, if she knows about this, maybe she will come to the door." Rong Rong has always been soft-hearted, and she will always do what she wants, and she will do personal favors. ”

What Fu Yunshen meant was to ask Ye Xiyang not to hide this matter in an airtight manner, and to reveal one or two breaths of wind to go out, so as to give his wife a favor.

Ye Xiyang squinted at Fu Yunshen and sighed: "It is worthy of being a black-hearted radish, it is originally a matter of his own convenience, and he can still ask for favors, I am really convinced, master!" ”

Zhou Jingrong didn't understand their conversation, but he felt top-heavy and couldn't use his strength, so he called weakly: "Fu Yunshen." ”

Fu Yunshen, who had been paying attention to the movement in the room, heard Zhou Jingrong's call, and immediately got up and trotted in, with a worried and urgent face, how could he still look calm and calm just now.

Ye Xiyang touched his chin, laughed secretly, and left quietly.

"Rongrong, you're awake! How's it going, but what's uncomfortable? Fu Yunshen put the cushion behind Zhou Jingrong's waist and helped her sit up.

Zhou Jingrong only remembered that she had a splitting headache, and Fu Yunshen was hacked by Zhiguo in order to protect her, and she fainted in a hurry, not knowing what happened later.

As soon as she opened her mouth, she asked, "How are you, are you hurt?" ”

Fu Yunshen took the honey water on the small table next to the bed, fed her a few sips, and then told the story.

"I'm fine, but fortunately, Yutang and the soldiers arrived in time, listed all the charges, and arrested Zhiguo. That Zhiguo is a charlatan, and now he has been imprisoned, and he confessed that the mastermind behind the scenes is Mrs. Song. His smoke is poisonous, and when you inhale it in your mouth and nose, you faint with a headache. ”

Speaking of this, a hint of gloom flashed in Fu Yunshen's eyes.

If it weren't for the fact that Zhiguo was still useful, he couldn't wait to get rid of this person who dared to hurt Zhou Jingrong. However, this man has already grasped his hand, and he might as well ask him for some interest to vent his anger.

Zhou Jingrong asked again: "By the way, how is my father?" ”

Fu Yunshen raised his eyes to look at Zhou Jingrong, and a sunny soft color returned to his eyes, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, my father-in-law has been coughing up phlegm recently, and I have taken a dose of decoction, which contains a taste of Yuanzhi, which can help you sleep." My father-in-law overdosed, and then fell into a coma, and now he is awake, and he can't do anything. ”

Zhou Jingrong forbade her nose, and there was a strong sense of doubt in her tone: "My father fainted, why didn't Aunt Xue invite a doctor, but instead invite that Zhiguo?" ”

Fu Yunshen's cold eyes narrowed slightly, obviously full of doubts about this coincidence: "Zhiguo came to the door, but it has nothing to do with her." ”

Zhou Jingrong shook her head slightly, does it really have nothing to do with her?

It seems that there is a shadow of Aunt Xue in everything, but she can't catch any evidence. Thinking about it carefully, she is more cunning than Mrs. Song.

Mrs. Song has always been high-minded, flamboyant, and fearless. Aunt Xue is used to being low and small, and she is cautious. She is not as bold as Mrs. Song, but she is more cautious because of this, leaving herself more ways to retreat.

Zhou Jingrong was thinking about it, but she was unexpectedly hugged by Fu Yunshen, and the sudden feeling of weightlessness made her subconsciously hug his neck.

Fu Yunshen's eyes were full of clear smiles, and they were extremely soft: "Hungry, right?" Eat something first and then get some sleep after eating. ”

Sleep after eating......

Zhou Jingrong remembered the fear of being dominated by Fu Yunshen's six meals in one day, and suddenly felt that she was not hungry at all.

However, the string singer is skillful, and he is used to making food with tricks, and the fragrance of a vegetarian lotus root slices is pleasant, and Zhou Jingrong's index finger moved, but he still couldn't help but eat an extra bowl of rice.

After eating, Fu Yunshen really rushed Zhou Jingrong to sleep and rest.

Zhou Jingrong rubbed her stomach and was stunned, she seemed to be fat? She stood up, the stool falling backwards, and her thigh being hit by the table.

Fu Yunshen hurriedly supported her, his brows were furrowed to catch mosquitoes, but his voice was soft: "Why are you so reckless?" ”

Zhou Jingrong didn't feel his blame, but said with a depressed expression: "I want to go for a walk and eliminate food." ”

Fu Yunshen saw her expression, and said with concern: "But your stomach is uncomfortable?" I'll rub it for you. ”

Zhou Jingrong slapped Fu Yunshen's big hand stretched out towards her abdomen, and smiled, don't think she didn't see his lust!

Zhou Jingrong trotted out of the door, stopped when she ran to the door, and made a triumphant grimace at him, with a small expression of "what can you do with me".

Fu Yunshen looked helpless, and instructed the people around him: "Go and get the clothes." ”

Zhou Jingrong ran into the small garden in one go.

This season is the season when chrysanthemums and flowers are in full bloom, there are many kinds of chrysanthemums, even the small garden of this Fu Mansion has no less than ten kinds, the colors and postures are different, competing for strange and gorgeous, sweeping away the bleak scenery of autumn, but it is like a full spring day.

Zhou Jingrong was itching for a while, and was thinking about how to compose the picture, incorporating this garden of chrysanthemums into the painting, and suddenly felt that his body was warm again and again.

Fu Yunshen stood behind Zhou Jingrong and draped the big on her, forming a posture of hugging her from behind. He fastened the buttons, still refusing to let go, and finally slid his hand into the big as he wished, covering her stomach, rubbing it lightly and heavily.

His slightly cool thin lips were pressed to her ear, and his voice was slightly cold: "Just after eating, don't exercise vigorously, it's not good for your health." ”

Zhou Jingrong snorted angrily, what she said was so good, it wasn't taking advantage of her.

Fu Yunshen is a beauty in her arms, she is physically and mentally happy, and she sees the beauty staring at the flowers, and her serious appearance is delicate and lovely, so she softened her voice and coaxed her: "There is a Wanju Conference on the Double Ninth Festival, and I will take you to enjoy the chrysanthemums then, okay?" ”

Zhou Jingrong's eyes lit up, and she couldn't wait to nod.

After that, the two looked at each other without saying a word.

On weekdays, even if the two of them have nothing to say, the tacit silence is full of a touch of sweetness and warmth, but at the moment it is a little dignified.

Zhou Jingrong was thinking about Zhiguo.

Although Zhiguo was exposed as a cheater, others have believed that she was wronged, and she doesn't need to explain this matter. But she knew that Fu Yunshen had already decided that she was not the original Zhou Jingrong.

She wanted to give Fu Yunshen an explanation, but she didn't know where to explain.

How do you define a person?

Name, physiognomy, age, identity, thought, talent, memory, body, soul?

So, Zhou Jingrong and Zhou Jingrong, are they one person, or two people?

Zhou Jingrong didn't know that she had always been broad-minded, but she had experienced such an unbelievable thing, and she never wanted to think about it, because she knew that she couldn't figure out this kind of headache for philosophers.

The more you think about it, the more you will get into the horns, and the more unclear you are about who you are.

Zhou Jingrong was stunned in his heart, and found his dry and warm hand along Fu Yunshen's arm, interlocked his fingers with him, and asked slowly: "Those rumors in the market, and Zhiguo said that I am a monster, do you care very much?" ”

Fu Yunshen sniffed the soap fragrance in her hair, and responded lightly: "Don't care, you don't care, we live our own lives, don't care what others say." ”

Fu Yunshen really didn't care, he didn't care who Zhou Jingrong was, although he also wanted to know where she came from, so that he could know how to deal with something like Zhiguo this time.

But he didn't dare to ask, he always felt that it was this thread that implicated the fate between them, and as soon as she opened her mouth, the thread was about to break.

In that case, who she is, where she comes from, and what does it matter, as long as she is by his side.

Zhou Jingrong's heart was relieved, and she was glad that Fu Yunshen was knowledgeable.

If she doesn't say anything, he doesn't ask, just stands quietly by her side, proves her existence, dispels her uneasiness, and doesn't ask her, so that she falls into the strange circle of "who am I" and can't extricate herself.

Zhou Jingrong turned around and plunged into Fu Yunshen's arms, rubbing his head full of green silk indiscriminately, like a coquettish puppy, listening to the deep laughter coming from his chest, his heart was warm and sweet like honey.

Her boyfriend, that's so good!