"I'm your husband, and you're going to be so guarded against me all your life?"

"But I don't remember you."

This sentence blocked all the remaining words of Fu Zichen, he was silent, and after a while, he raised his eyes again, and he was as warm as ever. "You sleep in peace, I won't move you."

With a slight sigh, Fu Zichen let go of his clenched fists, turned around and walked towards the door, there seemed to be movement behind him, he turned around and saw Begonia standing barefoot behind him.

"Why don't you wear shoes?"

Fu Zichen wanted to pick her up, and remembered her resistance just now, so he directly took off his shoes and put them under her feet. "Now that it's winter, you're barefoot and you're not afraid of the cold? Finally, you don't need to drink medicine, and you forget about the bitter taste? If you get a wind chill again......"

He didn't stop chattering, and when he brought Begonia's shoes over, he found that the shoes she had put under her feet had been put on by her.

Haitang smiled, "Why don't you wear shoes?" Now that it's winter, you're not afraid of the cold barefoot? ”

Fu Zichen smiled, he walked up to Begonia and wanted to change her shoes, but Begonia stepped back with shoes that were many sizes larger, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Change your shoes."

Haitang pointed to the embroidered shoes in his hand, "Aren't these your shoes?" ”

Fu Zichen couldn't help laughing, "You want me, wear this?" ”

I saw the beauty raise her eyebrows, "Don't want to?" ”

He looked at the shoes she was wearing at her feet, and remembered that she didn't even wear socks, but only felt intimate.

"Okay, I'll wear yours."

He patted the dust off his socks, and his big foot was tucked into the small embroidered shoe, with most of the heel still on the back. Begonia laughed, which provoked him to laugh too.

"Going for a walk?"

Fu Zichen was stunned, "Let's go?" ”

Begonia smiled slyly and dragged her outside. Fu Zichen stumbled twice to get used to it, and she led him step by step.

It's just a country house, and there's not much left of the two bedrooms. Haitang pulled him into the courtyard and sat on a newly placed bamboo bench under the plum tree, looking at the few stars in the sky that were not very obvious.

"There's no moonlight tonight, what's there to see."

Begonia shook her head, "It's not about the moonlight." She looked at him, "How did I meet you, how did I get together, and how did I end up being your wife, tell me about it, maybe I will remember?" ”

At this moment, Fu Zichen was just like when he first met Begonia, he couldn't guess her, but he wanted to get close to her like he was poisoned.

"Huh?"

This sound almost made Fu Zichen tremble. At this sound, Fu Zichen almost thought it was Yin Ze......

He was a little incredulous, and he was distracted. When did Begonia bring Yin Ze's habits, or did she think of something?

"Why don't you say it?" Haitang was carrying his trouser legs, and his feet were dangling Fu Zichen's big shoes. "I really can't remember, it's not ...... I hate you. If you tell me some of it today, and some of it tomorrow, maybe I'll remember it the day after tomorrow. ”

Fu Zichen listened to her words, looked at his shoes that she was wearing on his feet, and at the same time felt soft somewhere in his heart, and at the same time, he had his own calculations. He told all the things between himself and Haitang from the beginning of the encounter to the removal of Yin Ze from the back. Speaking of the dance of the palace banquet begonia, Fu Zichen looked at her with burning eyes, as if this was yesterday's thing.

Seeing him like this, Begonia couldn't help but wonder, "I can still dance, and I still dance so well?" ”

"My lady, naturally it will not be bad."

Fu Zichen was full of pride, and suddenly slapped his head again, remembering that there was also a flute in the small house, and now he could play a song at the right time. As soon as he got up, he had the concern that he didn't know whether the secret guards of the Chengwang Mansion had left.

"What are you going to do?"

His movements paused slightly, "I ......" In the blink of an eye, his expression relaxed again, "I still remember the last dance, you get up, I will teach you." ”

He pulled Begonia up, hummed softly the song he played that day, and guided her to compare the movements of that day. Her body was already soft and well-proportioned, although he was guiding, but in just two or three clicks, she could already see her dancing that day.

The tune hummed somewhere, it was already a lower waist, Fu Zichen pulled her up, and when the love was deep, he directly pulled her who was laughing into his arms.

The fragrance in his arms was soft, so he was reluctant to let go.

He buried his head in her neck, and could smell the faint smell of medicine. "If you can't remember, forget it, it's good to be like this now. It's really good. ”

Begonia hid outside in fear of itching, "I'm sleepy." ”

"Okay, let's go back."

Fu Zichen hid his loss, took her hand, put on embroidered shoes, and took her back to the room step by step. When she lay down, he didn't go away, just lay on the side of the bed, coaxing her to sleep, and he was ready to put on his shoes and leave.

Because her embroidered shoes were so small, the socks on his heels were already dirty. Reluctant to stain the shoes worn by Begonia, Fu Zichen simply took off his socks and put on his shoes barefoot. After thinking about it, he simply took her embroidered shoes away.

On the second day, Begonia woke up, looked down but couldn't find her shoes. The little girl, who had been guarding outside, gently pushed the door in and put a new pair of shoes at her feet.

"Ma'am, the shoes are here."

Begonia put on her shoes, and her feet were a little uncomfortable. "Where's my shoes from yesterday?"

The little girl shook her head, "These shoes were sent by the slave and maid this morning, and the slave and maid of Madame's shoes yesterday have never seen them." ”

"What about Fu Zichen?"

The little girl smiled secretly, and told her with envy: "The son got up early in the morning and said that he was going to make breakfast for his wife, and now he is still tossing in the kitchen." ”

Haitang's eyebrows jumped, and she asked the little girl to quickly clean up for herself, and then rushed to the kitchen. Haitang in the distance heard an older woman talking about something, and the little girl next to her smiled and told her, "Aunt He has a dry temperament, probably because she has been tossing for so long a day, and she is a little anxious." ”

Sure enough, the closer you get to the kitchen, the more you can hear Aunt He's anxiousness.

"Wrong, wrong, this water is too much."

"Ouch, you can save a little if you have money, and you can put aside this sugar a little."

"Pot! Noodles in the pot! ”

"Add water, add some water......"

Begonia was already standing outside the kitchen, looking at the mess inside, and her heart was a little warm.

"Childe! Whoever sells salt will be killed by you. ”

Seeing that Aunt He really wanted to beat someone, Haitang couldn't help but smile and took the salt shaker in Fu Zichen's hand. "What are you tossing about, look at the eldest lady in a hurry."

When Aunt He saw Begonia coming over, she heard this again, and her old face immediately turned red. Fu Zichen snorted and pointed to the noodles in the pot, "Taste?" ”

The warmth in her heart had not yet dissipated, and Begonia nodded. "Okay, try it."

Aunt He saw that the noodles were also cooked, so she served two bowls. Begonia is not particular about it, so she took two stools and ate noodles on the small table in the kitchen. Fu Zichen stared at her reaction tightly, and waited for her to taste it slowly before asking, "How?" How? ”

Haitang pointed to the bowl in front of him, "You will know if you taste it, and ask me what to do?" ”

Fu Zichen picked up the chopsticks stupidly, picked up a chopstick and tasted it. Although it is not as good as the cooks of Fufu, the salt is also a little heavier, but ...... It's not much different from the noodles sold outside.

He raised his eyes, but saw that Begonia had already eaten almost half a bowl. His hanging heart fell immediately, and there was still a little pride.

I don't know when, Aunt He and the little girl have already retreated, and there are only two of them in the kitchen. The kitchen of the small house is small, and there are all the materials for cooking at home, and in front of him is his "nominal" wife, all of which is so warm and rare when you look at it.

After eating the noodles and drinking half a bowl of hot, Haitang raised her head with satisfaction and said unconsciously: "It's better than what my brothers do." ”

When the words fell, both of them were stunned.

Fu Zichen had heard that Princess Cheng was a female bandit in Yufeng Mountain, if this was the case, then weren't those exterminated mountain bandits her brother? She is, remembered?

Haitang was stunned for a moment before speaking, "I have a brother?" ”

"You, you didn't mention it to me."

She didn't take it seriously at all, and put down her chopsticks to get up. Fu Zichen pulled her back and sat down again, and gently wiped the corners of her lips with his sleeve.

Haitang's heart was suddenly a little chaotic, and she stood up with a rub, and ran away without saying a word. After running a long way, she gradually calmed down. To investigate this inexplicable panic, Begonia dared to use eight points to guarantee that this was not heartbeat, but a little weak and guilty.

Qiu Qiu has a long memory this time, and he didn't dare to be as presumptuous as before, and he was very well-behaved for several days. I thought that Fu Zichen would be common when I arrived at the old mansion, but I didn't expect Fu Zichen to meet a few times, but he waited for someone to come.

On this day, it was slightly bright, and a fast horse passed through the streets of Qinghe Town and stopped directly at the door of Fu's old mansion. The person knocked on the door, and when the doorkeeper opened the door, he directly revealed his identity. The porter invited people in, and hurried to Fu Zichen.

The subordinates didn't know that Fu Zichen stayed in the small mansion almost every night, so he just sent the words to Jingwei. Jing Wei glanced at the tightly closed cabinet with a little headache, regretting why she had accepted such a business.

instructed his subordinates to wait outside and not to come in without instructions, and then Jingwei also entered the cabinet. Following the secret passage inside, when Jingwei came out again, he was already in the warehouse of a certain shop under the name of the Fu family. A moment later, she found the small mansion by herself and knocked on Fu Zichen's door.

Fu Zichen slept very lightly, thinking that something was wrong with Haitang, so he came over and opened the door before he had time to put on his clothes, and when he saw that it was Jingwei, his face changed instantly.

"You came here through the dark tunnel?"

Jing Wei made a sealing gesture. "Don't worry, Master Fu, my mouth is very tight." She stared at the room next to her and smiled meaningfully. "Master Fu, the little prince is here."