Fu Xiao jumped to Yuan Chun, who was watching the play, with light skills. "Uncle, do me a favor."

Yuan Chun supported his chin with a fan, "You say." ”

Fu Xiao pointed to the ink frost in the distance who was still struggling to move the wine jar, "Hold him back, okay?" ”

Although Yuan Chun didn't know what Fu Xiao's plan was, this request was harmless, "Then I'll pass." ”

Fu Xiao nodded and jumped back onto the eaves.

Yuan Chun's method was also very simple, he walked directly behind the slow ink frost and ripped off his headband.

"Huh?" Of course, such a movement will not be without feelings, but considering the wine jar in his hand, he still gently put it away before turning around.

"Master of the Mo family." Yuan Chun pointed out his identity and waved the hairband in his hand, "Are you so undisciplined outside?" ”

Indeed, compared to Yuan Chun's neat bun, Mo Shuangyun's direct hair can be said to be "raunchy".

Mo Shuangyun took the headband back from his hand, "The Ninth Prince likes to care about this kind of thing? ”

Yuan Chun touched his chin, "We shouldn't have seen it." ”

"yes." Mo Shuangyun nodded, "But the prince is very recognizable." ”

Yuan Chun stretched out his fan, "I'll take it as a compliment, and then I'll give it back to you." ”

These two people stand together, one is as beautiful as a peach and plum, and the other is as bright as the moon. It's a pity that the only one who is lucky enough to see this beautiful scenery is not squinting and does not know how to appreciate it.

"I still have something to do today, I'll ...... with the Nine Princes another day," Mo Shuangyun said before turning around and froze.

For he saw that the jar of wine that had just been on the ground was gone, and that there was only one jar on his head, and he was running quickly to the back of his carriage.

"Fu ...... Fu Xiao? Mo Shuangyun recognized her, then turned around and looked at Won Chun, hoping that he could give a reasonable explanation.

Yuan Chun pressed a fan against his forehead, "I was entrusted by someone to hold you back, so you can listen to me, an old man, talk about the past." ”

"But ......," Mo Shuangyun wanted to turn her head and call Fu Xiao.

Yuan Chun unfolded his fan to stop him, "Don't make me embarrassed. Although the words were very gentle, he gave Ah is a look, and Ah is immediately understood, and his tall body like a mountain stood next to Mo Shuangyun, giving him an invisible pressure.

Mo Shuangyun knew that she had to agree, but her eyes couldn't help but glance back.

Yuan Chun didn't see his small movements, and said in a tone that had gone through vicissitudes: "I remember the first time I saw Ah Xiao, she was thin because she was born prematurely, and she became so powerful in a blink of an eye."

It's a shame that there is such a dead old woman as a grandmother, and she can grow up healthy and grow so big. When I first met Ah Xiao, Ah Xiao was just a few months old, and she was brought into the palace by her grandmother. The dead old woman covered her mouth to prevent her from crying, Ah Xiao's face was red at that time, and she almost didn't catch her breath, but fortunately I met it......"

Mo Shuangyun originally wanted to say that he was not interested in Fu Xiao's affairs, maybe Yuan Chun's narration was too graphic, or maybe he was curious and forgot to mention it.

was born prematurely, and she can still practice the martial arts of Bai Yi, the young master of the Bai family, who is tied with each other, she must have suffered a lot, she is the county lord of the golden branches and jade leaves.

Mo Shuangyun came back to his senses and found that Yuan Chun was smiling and looking at him distracted, and his face was slightly embarrassed.

He looked behind him, Fu Xiao probably asked the shopkeeper to borrow a flat pole and picked two wine jars, this stupid girl found that she couldn't get into the narrow alley horizontally, and she didn't know how to put it up, so she jumped onto the eaves and continued to walk forward.

"You...... Why don't you talk about her? Mo Shuangyun said to Yuan Chun.

"Say what?"

"So high, what if I fall?" Ink Frost's eyes fluttered unnaturally.

Yuan Chun smiled very happily when he heard this, it seemed that ...... Ah Xiao is not completely without drama. He continued to pull Mo Shuangyun to talk about some things about Fu Xiao's childhood, and Mo Shuangyun listened patiently.

When Fu Xiao had moved all the ten jars of wine that Mo Shuangyun wanted, he gave Yuan Chun a good gesture. Yuan Chun winked at Mo Shuangyun, "Ah Xiao is done, and my mission is over." ”

Mo Shuangyun smiled helplessly, owed Fu Xiao a favor again, and after saying goodbye to Yuan Chun, he took over from Ah Shao to take care of the drunken Bai Yi, and their carriage slowly drove out of the alley.

At this time, Fu Xiao reappeared in front of Yuan Chun.

"You're satisfied." Won-soon slapped her forehead with a fan.

Fu Xiao grinned and laughed until he returned home.

Because of the delay on the road for too long, in the end, Fu Xiao and Fang Yingying did not go to Chengjiuwangfu, but went back separately.

When Fang Yingying returned home, Fu Xiao stuffed the head box given by Yuan Chun into her hand, "I've sent it to you." ”

"Huh? This is given to the county lord by the ninth prince, how can I accept it? Fang Yingying resolutely refused.

"I don't need it, and my uncle knows it." Fu Xiao insisted, not giving her another chance to refuse, leaving a sentence and leaving, "You wear it for me next time." ”

Fang Yingying hugged the box tightly, her heart was pounding, and she said to her maid: "Xiao An, it's a heartbeat feeling." ”

Little Allah pulled her home, "Miss, you're thinking too much." ”

Mrs. Fang went to Fang Yingying's boudoir at night and saw a new set of heads on her table, "Today's harvest is good?" ”

Fang Yingying hugged her, "It was given to me by the county lord." ”

Mrs. Fang was slightly surprised, "It seems that you get along well with the county lord." ”

"yes, yes, I think the county lord is good." The tone did not hide his admiration for Fu Xiao at all.

Mrs. Fang combed her long hair affectionately, "You think about it very much with me when I was young." ”

Fang Yingying looked at her mother eagerly, there was a story to listen to.

"Princess Changhuan rarely comes out now, she was a famous beauty when she was young. If you have seen the county lord of Xiyang, you should also know that their beauty is amazing when both men and women see it, and they are powerful, and they naturally become the object of worship of their peers.

But at that time, none of our girls who admired her were as lucky as you, and they only dared to look at Princess Changhuan's dashing back from afar, but no one could be her friend. ”

Mrs. Fang finally sighed, "It's really a pity for a woman like Princess Changhuan to marry General Fu." ”

"By the way, I also met the county lord's grandmother today, it's really a nasty person." Fang Yingying thought of the old lady and frowned in disgust.

"General Fu's mother?" Mrs. Fang also remembered something, "She originally had a fate, but ......" Mrs. Fang shook her head, "and then she was cut by the emperor." ”

"Why?"

"Because of her, Princess Changhuan gave birth to the county lord early, and her vitality was greatly damaged, and she couldn't get pregnant anymore."

Fang Yingying was shocked, Fu Xiao is the bloodline of their Fu family, this can be done.

Fang Yingying circled Mrs. Fang's waist, "I can't see it at all." ”

Mrs. Fang stroked her hair, "There are some people who naturally like to hide their scars." ”