Zhou Jingrong couldn't sleep at night, and the sound of tossing and turning made Fu Yunshen also sleepy.

"What's wrong?"

Fu Yunshen's voice came from the darkness, and there was a deep sense of tranquility.

Zhou Jingrong followed the voice and looked over, but could only see a vague figure, and her heart was so entangled that it was difficult to speak.

Fu Yunshen waited for a long time but didn't get a response from Zhou Jingrong, thinking that she was asleep, so he also planned to rest.

Suddenly, a magnified human face appeared, glowing with a little green in the faint moonlight. The silky long hair brushed down his cheeks, not making him feel uneasy, only cold and frightening.

Fu Yunshen was frightened, and subconsciously retreated backwards, but under him was a sleeping couch, and there was no way to avoid it.

"Fu Yunshen." Zhou Jingrong opened his mouth gently, which brought back Fu Yunshen's consciousness that he almost ran away.

"You ......" Fu Yunshen just said a word, and hurriedly shut up. He was really frightened, and even his voice trembled slightly.

"Ahem." In order to hide the fact that he was frightened, Fu Yunshen coughed dryly twice, and said with a serious face: "You don't sleep, what are you doing pretending to be a ghost?" ”

Zhou Jingrong squatted in front of the couch, holding her knees with her hands, her long hair falling to the ground, as if wrapping her whole, making her look extremely petite and pitiful.

Fu Yunshen's attention was on her feet, she didn't wear shoes, so she directly touched the cold ground.

His eyebrows jumped fiercely, and he couldn't help but want to teach her a lesson again. How could this woman be so careless, knowing that her body could not get cold, and it was not easy to take care of herself.

Before Zhou Jingrong could speak, she felt that the sky was spinning, and she had moved from the ground to the couch.

Fu Yunshen's hand was wrapped around her waist, very close to her, his snort was entangled, and Zhou Jingrong was stunned for a moment.

When she came back to her senses, Fu Yunshen had already withdrawn her hand. Two people huddled on a narrow couch and sat opposite each other.

Fu Yunshen said lightly: "What happened?" ”

Zhou Jingrong gathered his mind, and Ai Ai said: "There is something, I don't know how to tell you." ”

Fu Yunshen saw that she was worried, so he didn't ask, but asked, "What does it have to do with me?" ”

"Hmm." Zhou Jingrong nodded honestly.

Fu Yunshen said: "Since it is related to me, I will know sooner or later." If you had told me in advance, I would have had a plan to deal with it, better than being caught off guard. ”

Fu Yunshen was right, Zhou Jingrong was struggling with the last struggle in her heart.

In fact, if Fu Chunhua's incident happened in modern times, it would be very easy to solve, and the difficulty lies in the fact that this is the ancient era of etiquette and feudalism.

The mother-in-law grinds her daughter-in-law, and no matter how ruthless she grinds, at most she will be gossiped by others. But if the daughter-in-law resists, she will be labeled as unfilial.

Fu Chunhua can choose to reconcile and leave, out of the sea of suffering, but she can't take her daughter away. Even the entire Fu family may be retaliated against by Mrs. Song, using the authority of the county order to prevent Fu Yunshen from participating in the township test, breaking the hope of the Fu family.

In this way, this matter is not just a matter of one person, but a confrontation between two families, between the people and the government.

Zhou Jingrong's enthusiasm was extinguished by the cold water of reality, and it slowly cooled down, and only then did she understand Fu Chunhua's forbearance - she was not weak, but another form of brave commitment.

Fu Yunshen saw Zhou Jingrong's hesitation, and did not force her, but only slowly encouraged her: "Are you afraid that I will not be able to solve it?" But I haven't done it, so how do you know I can't do it? ”

Yes, even if the road ahead is bleak and full of thorns, justice should not be afraid of evil. Even the faintest light can illuminate the darkness.

Zhou Jingrong finally made a decision, looked directly into Fu Yunshen's eyes and said, "What I want to say is about Cousin Chun......

*

Fu Yunshen set off for the Song Mansion early in the morning.

Zhou Jingrong thought about the appearance of his angry muscles when he heard what happened to Fu Chunhua last night, and was afraid that he would make some radical moves on the spur of the moment, and repeatedly told him to make a decision after discussing with Fu Chunhua.

It was rare for Zhou Jingrong to be so nagging, Fu Yunshen didn't feel annoyed, but was very useful.

She was standing in the same place as him, her heart was pretending to be his family, and he was not alone, and this realization diluted a lot of the anger in his heart.

Although Fu Yunshen has always acted in a measured manner and repeatedly made assurances, Zhou Jingrong still felt unsteady in his heart, and his eyelids kept jumping.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Fu Yunshen to come back and bring back Fu Chunhua.

Fu Chunhua was still in a coma, his face was pale and almost transparent, his plain clothes were stained with blood, and his thin body was nested on the wide stepping bed, fragile as if it would be shattered with a blow.

The world wind is fast, and not long after Fu Yunshen, he rushed into the courtyard with a doctor, so frightened that the doctor closed his eyes tightly and his lips turned pale.

Wu got the news and hurried over.

As soon as she entered the door and saw Fu Chunhua's miserable appearance, her eyes suddenly darkened, and she almost fainted: "Chunniang, my son!" ”

Fu Raohua hurriedly helped her sit down and gently stroked her back, so that she could pass this breath.

Wu calmed down, looked at Fu Yunshen with a gloomy face, and his voice trembled slightly: "Erlang, what's wrong with Chunniang?" ”

Fu Yunshen remembered what he had just seen, clenched a pair of fists, the joints creaked, and the monstrous anger enveloped his body, turned around and walked out, but his hard fists were suddenly covered with a pair of warm and soft little hands.

He lowered his eyes and saw Zhou Jingrong bowing his head, holding his crested head loosely like green silk, and only a red silk flower was on it, pure and elegant.

She grabbed his hand and wiped the blood from the back of his hand with a handkerchief. After wiping it clean, he saw that there was a wound on it, so he couldn't help but let out a low cry, turned his head and ordered Xian Ge to get the wound medicine.

Fu Yunshen suddenly felt relaxed, her anger subsided, and she wrapped her soft and boneless little hand in her palm, and her heart was stable.

Zhou Jingrong raised her head ignorantly, and Fu Yunshen threw a reassuring look at her, and then explained the ins and outs to the Wu family.

Fu Yunshen's original plan was not to forcibly break into the Song Mansion, take Fu Chunhua away, and make enemies with the Song family. He just wanted to probe Fu Chunhua's tone, and by the way, support her, so that the Song family had a fear.

After all, the social environment of this era is not friendly to women, and self-reliance, the pursuit of freedom, and maverickism can all be involved in not abiding by women's morals.

It is easy for a man to remarry, but it is difficult for a woman to remarry.

Coincidentally, Fu Yunshen ran into Mrs. Song abusing Fu Chunhua.

Mrs. Song has a lot of maidservants and mothers-in-law around her, but she prefers to let Fu Chunhua serve her.

Fu Chunhua knelt at Mrs. Song's feet, poured tea for her and thumped her legs, worked hard, and endured her ugly scolding.

She looked displeased, and Mama Duan loyally protected the lord directly, and actually pierced Fu Chunhua's arm with a hairpin, red blood beads poured out, and her face was distorted in pain.

How could Fu Yunshen endure it, stepped forward and kicked over the table.

The cups were scattered all over the ground, the maidservants screamed and scattered, and Mrs. Song was so frightened that she fell to the ground and almost fainted.

Fu Chunhua was knocked out of the predicament by Fu Yunshen, shocked and ashamed, coupled with the weakness of his body that had already been tortured, he fainted when he was unable to communicate with blood for a while.

Fu Yunshen wanted to take Fu Chunhua away, but was blocked by the Song Mansion, and it can be said that he fought all the way to the Song Mansion, and then he was injured.

Fu Chunhua had already woken up at this time, and struggled to get up weakly, wanting to go back to the Song Mansion.

Wu cried angrily: "What are you going back to do? I worked hard to conceive and give birth to you in October, is it just to let others abuse you like this? ”

Fu Raohua had a pair of swollen eyes, looked at the eldest sister disapprovingly, and forcefully pressed her back to prevent her from getting up.

Fu Chunhua held Wu's hand and choked up: "Mother, Sister Zhu is still in the Song family, if I leave like this, I'm afraid I will never see her again in this life!" ”

She can reconcile with Song Ziyan, but her daughter's surname is Song, and she can't take it away.

As a mother, her beloved son has the same heart, and Wu has no idea.

For a moment, there was silence in the room, only low sobs could be heard.

Fu Chunhua looked at Fu Yunshen, met his implicit reproachful gaze, looked away in embarrassment, and said stubbornly: "Erlang will go back with me and apologize to Mrs. After all, the Song family is an official, if you are embarrassed by this, I am afraid that your path to the imperial examination will be cut off......"

"Sister Chun." Fu Yunshen opened his mouth and said loudly: "I will bear the glory of the Fu family, and I don't need you to be humiliated like this." ”

After speaking, he ordered Shifeng with a dark face: "Bring a few people to stay here, don't let the idle people disturb the eldest girl's rest." ”

That being said, it was actually a disguised ban on Fu Chunhua's feet, and she still wanted to go back to the Song Mansion.

After Fu Yunshen finished speaking, he took Zhou Jingrong's hand and left.

Fu Chunhua bit his lip, closed his eyes weakly, and let the tears run wildly across his pale face.

Fu Yunshen walked in the wind, Zhou Jingrong couldn't keep up with his steps, and stumbled a few times. Only then did he notice that there was a little woman beside him, and slowed down.

There was such a big thing at home, Zhou Jingrong could understand that he was in a bad mood, so he didn't care that he was still holding her hand and taking advantage of her.

Back at the World Security Academy, Zhou Jingrong asked, "What are you going to do next?" ”

Thinking of the Song family, Fu Yunshen's eyes flashed with a cold hatred: "Self and separation." ”

Zhou Jingrong hesitated: "That kid ......"

Fu Yunshen seemed to think of something, and sneered disdainfully: "It's just a girl, it's not difficult to come over." ”

Zhou Jingrong was shocked in her heart and looked at Fu Yunshen in surprise.

She thought that he was open-minded and broad-minded, unlike other ancient people, but she didn't expect him to have such a patriarchal feudal mentality!

Fu Yunshen's eyes were squeezed by the fair-skinned softness that was still in his hand, and he didn't see Zhou Jingrong's expression, so he analyzed and said: "The Song family treats Sister Chun so harshly, it's not because Sister Zhu is a girl. In this way, as long as you have a good plan, you will have the opportunity to ask for the child to come. ”

Zhou Jingrong heard Fu Yunshen say this, exhaled, and his heart relaxed. It turned out that he meant this, and I almost misunderstood him.

Wait a minute......

Zhou Jingrong watched Fu Yunshen caress her fingers, counting them one by one, and counting them one by one, as if it was fun.

She felt a chill and pulled her hand back forcefully, just about to theorize.

saw Fu Yunshen looking at her, with a shallow smile in his eyes, and said softly and sincerely: "Thank you." ”

Zhou Jingrong's anger was held back, and his face turned slightly red: "It's nothing, you helped me too." If there's anything I can do to help, just say it. ”

"Hmm." Fu Yunshen responded, his voice was very soft, but serious and firm, as if he did not respond, but made some oath.

The tips of Zhou Jingrong's ears moved, and they were quietly dyed with a layer of pink.