Chapter Eighty-Seven: Someone Came to the Castle

A house in Qinghe Town.

Haitang stood by the window of the attic, looking at the aunt who was carrying a basket of vegetables, picking vegetables, and pulling the cleaning girl to talk vigorously.

"What do you mean by Childe? There's one in the house over there, and there's another over there. Since this is called Madame, what is that one in the big house? ”

The cleaning girl booed several times in a row, "Your voice is quieter, quieter!" How many times have I told you, what are you always yelling so loudly about? ”

The aunt closed her mouth stupidly, and after a while, she couldn't help but ask: "What kind of background do you say this girl is, she is so good-looking, why is she covered with scars all over her body." The last time I bathed her in hot water, she was covered in scars and scabs. You said that Childe is holding such a woman, don't you respond? ”

"Really?" The girl grabbed the broom in her hand and leaned over curiously, "The whole body, all scars?" ”

The aunt raised her eyes, "No, it looks like a knife wound, on the front and back, and even on the arms, it's scary to look at." The girls are slippery and white, and she is numb and leprosy, and I don't know how to get it. ”

……

Haitang pulled his sleeve open, looked at the two faint scars on his head, and frowned dissatisfiedly.

This aunt is simply nonsense, except for the one on her chest, which is a little bad, the rest of the places are only shallow scars, and they have already faded in color, if you don't look closely, you won't notice it at all. The scars on her whole body can be counted on ten fingers, where is the numbness and leprosy?

"Who the hell is this? Can a girl from a good family do this? "Auntie's voice is getting higher and higher, and she is not shy about it at all." Last time, I asked her where she was and what she liked, so I could cook for her. As a result, she didn't know if she didn't dare to say it, or if she was actually a fool. ”

"Auntie, you really need to be quiet." The girl's face straightened, "The boy should come over at this time, if he hears this, you can't eat and walk around." ”

The aunt snorted twice, picked up the vegetable leaves on the ground, and carried the basket to the kitchen. The girl cleaned up the things on the floor, stretched and walked away.

When Fu Zichen came over, Begonia was still leaning against the attic window. He picked up the cloak next to him and put it on her, and hugged her tightly from behind.

"What do you think?"

Haitang looked down at the hands that clasped his waist, and was suddenly a little stunned. Vaguely, it seems that someone has done this to her, but it seems that it is not Fu Zichen.

"I ......" she paused, turned her head, and suddenly asked, "You said that I am your wife, am I the one you are marrying?" ”

"Naturally, you are being married to me by Ming Media. Fu Zichen's head was affectionately resting on her neck, and her fragrance softened her body temperature, which really made him intoxicated.

In the depths of love, his lips had gradually approached Begonia's ear lips from the edge of her neck, and after a gentle brush, he wanted to lean towards her cheek.

His warm breath burned Begonia's heart, and Begonia subconsciously wanted to resist.

Fu Zichen was worried about the injury on her chest, so he didn't go too far, although he let go of her, he was unwilling to let go of her.

He pulled Begonia to a chair and sat down, took the medicine again, rolled up her sleeves, and wiped the faint scars on her arms one by one.

Fu Zichen thought of those things in the capital, thought in his heart, and said it in his mouth. "If Huo Hanyan knew that these medicines were so good, she wouldn't have to beg Xiahou Guan Jing."

"Who is Huo Hanyan? Who is Xiahou Guan Jing? ”

Fu Zichen's movements stiffened, and he slowed down his tone again, and said softly: "They are all women with bad character, you don't know." ”

"The woman you brought back to the mansion?"

"What?" Fu Zichen raised his eyes and looked at her, "Who is talking nonsense to you?" ”

Begonia withdrew her hand and pulled down her sleeve again. They said there was another lady in the mansion. Fu Zichen, am I your outer room? ”

Fu Zichen smiled dumbly, "Who said you were the outer room." He raised his hand and swore, "I, Fu Zichen, am the only one in my life." If you violate this, you will not die well. ”

"Then why don't you take me back to the mansion and don't take me to see your parents and brothers." Haitang looked at him for a moment, "Why don't I remember anything about you." ”

Fu Zichen's heart was suffocated, "Do you want to go to the mansion?" Although Qinghe Town is a small town, the Fu family is not limited to this town. The house was beautiful, but there were many regularities in it...... You've never liked the rules, you don't like to join in the fun......"

Begonia sneered, "You left me here just because I didn't like the rules?" ”

He walked over and pulled the cloak on her body, "You've forgotten the pain from the injuries on your body?" If I take you back to the old house, those people will come to you. The woman in the house is just a trick and has nothing to do with me. ”

Haitang was a little stunned, and heard him say again, "Although I am selfish in doing this, I am definitely protecting you." Don't you know what I've done to you along the way? ”

Along the way, Fu Zichen was indeed too good to be good to her. He could see between his eyebrows and his movements and demeanor that Fu Zichen liked her.

But on the contrary, she has no memory of this person who has become her husband, and even the feeling is strange and frightening.

"If you can't remember the things before, don't think about it, you have me now, it's enough."

Fu Zichen was extremely gentle, gently picked up her face and kissed her on the forehead. "I've got some fun for you, come down and have a look?"

When he let go, she lifted her hand and touched her face, always feeling as if she remembered something, but she couldn't remember anything to grab it.

"What's the fuss?"

Fu Zichen gently pinched her plain little face, "Don't want to go and see it?" ”

Small...... This is...... What habits...... Just do it......

It seems that someone said something in Haitang's ear, and there seems to be a vague shadow in his mind.

Haitang looked at Fu Zichen in a daze, from head to toe and from the inside to the outside, he was not that person......

"Still stunned?" Fu Zichen chuckled and pulled her up, taking her hand and coming down from the attic. When he got to the large stone jar in the front yard of the house, he let go of her hand and handed her a small net bag. "Get the fish out."

"Why?"

Fu Zichen directly stuffed the net pocket into her hand, "Fish it out." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Begonia had already put his hand on the water, and when he left the water again, there was an extra fish in his hand.

Fu Zichen smiled helplessly, "You...... Can't you have more fun? ”

"Fun?"

A cunning flashed in the corner of Haitang's eyes, and before Fu Zichen could react, he threw the fish in his hand directly into his arms. Fu Zichen was caught off guard, and the fish fell from his arms into the water tank, lifting all the water in the tank onto his clothes.

Looking at Fu Zichen, who was full of embarrassment, Haitang laughed, her eyes were like stars, shallow pear vortex, and Fu Zichen looked like she had seventeen or eighteen rabbits in her heart.

"What are you laughing at?"

Fu Zichen found that Begonia had already stopped laughing, and her black and white eyes were looking at him. His heart was soft, and his tone was even gentle. "You laughed, and I smiled with you."

Begonia was a little uncomfortable with him, and his face was slightly red. "Look at what, believe it or not, I'm gouging out your eyes."

Fu Zichu's heart was suffocated, he didn't care that there was still water dripping on his body, and he couldn't help but go over and hug her into his arms. "The first time we met in a restaurant, I was sitting by the window, and you want a window seat too. In the end, in order to set up a table with me, you drank the same glass of wine with me, and lied to me that you were a girl in Wanhualou. In order to find you, I searched all the Qinglou, was scolded by my father, and was teased by my friends. ”

Begonia pushed her away slightly, rubbing her chest a little uncomfortably. Fu Zichen was on the rise, and he didn't notice her movements at all, but continued: "Later, I finally met you again, you annoyed me, and you also told me exactly the same thing just now." You see, we are destined, and you are destined to be my wife in this life. ”

"Childe." Xiuping came in from outside and glanced at Haitang, "Childe, someone from the capital is here." ”

Fu Zichen's expression changed slightly. "Who?"

"Autumn."

Fu Zichen looked at his eyebrows, "Father and Qingqing are also here?" ”

Xiuping shook his head, "It's just Qiuqiu." However......" Xiuping didn't finish his words, but Fu Zichen probably already knew what he was coming to this trip for. He became more and more sorry for Begonia, "I want to go over first, and I'll come over to accompany you tomorrow." ”

Begonia couldn't see any emotion, just nodded, "Okay." ”

The best and largest house in Qinghe Town is the old mansion of the Fu family, because of the reputation and status of the Fu family, almost everyone in Qinghe Town knows Fu Zichen, and they always call him every time they see him.

Fu Zichen had just returned to the old mansion, and Qiu Qiu looked for it by himself.

"Yikes! Why is Childe's clothes wet? Hurry up and change it, but don't catch a cold. ”

Qiu Qiu was not taboo, let alone thinking about the rules, and was in a hurry to come up to untie Fu Zichen's wide clothes and change clothes, Fu Zichen stepped back and looked at her coldly, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Slave maid ......" Qiu Qiu realized that something was wrong, and withdrew his hand stupidly, and stepped aside in a proper manner.

Seeing her like this, Fu Zichen eased his tone. "What are you doing here? What about Qingqing? ”

Qiu Qiu gritted his teeth and said bluntly: "When the adult heard that the son brought a woman back, he was very angry, and he asked the son to rush back to the capital directly, but I heard that the son was seriously ill when he left the capital, and the adult couldn't bear it, so he assigned the slave and maid to the son's side and took care of him closely." ”

Fu Zichen stared at her, "This is what my father meant?" Or does Qingqing mean it? I'm fine here, I don't need you to take care of it. Qingqing is gone, you have ideas by her side, I'm afraid I won't be able to see Yin Ze. ”

"Childe misunderstood the slave." The past was punctured, and the autumn was empty. Listening to what he said just now, Qiu Qiu didn't dare to turn around again, and said directly: "The slave maid was ordered by the adult to come and see the 'lady' who was led into the door by the son." ”