I walked out of the gate of the Master's Mansion with only a pair of eyes exposed, fully armed with a painting scroll, but unexpectedly I saw Fuhua strolling leisurely under a few blooming phoenix trees in front of the mansion for a long time, looking at it with his head raised and his hands in his hands. The wind blew down petals like flames, and fell to the ground in front of the house, and Fuhua stood in the wind on this red velvet carpet.

When I saw this scene, my heart suddenly stopped, and my face was hot for no reason.

Fuhua noticed that something was wrong, and looked in my direction, and saw that I was standing motionless on the steps in front of the house with a painting scroll in my arms, and my good-looking eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, arousing a warm smile, and for a while I was a little unspeakable.

"The pills I sent to you still don't work?" Fuhua said with a smile.

I tightened the scroll in my arms, sniffed, barely sneezed, and muttered back: "I tried, but it still didn't work, you have been looking for medicine for me all these years, I don't have to bother, but the flying floc is just this time, it's good to enter the summer......"

Fuhua smiled and didn't say anything, slowly walked up to me and took over the pile of scrolls, "It looks like the master's study is about to be emptied by you, right?"

I said, "Not yet, not yet, but it's hard to say a few more times he......"

Fuhua shook his head and smiled, and walked with me wordlessly.

I hadn't seen Fuhua for months, and when he came to look for me, I didn't know what to say, and it was a little embarrassing. Because Chifu was not too far from the residence of Luo and his son, I did not come in a carriage, and only two attendant girls followed far behind. Fuhua seemed to have come alone, took the horse, unbuckled the horse, put the scroll in the bag, and led the horse with one hand and walked slowly back home with me.

On the way back to Chifu, Fuhua's expression was a little difficult to distinguish, as if he had something to say to me, but he wanted to speak several times, and when he saw that he was about to arrive at the back door of Chifu, I finally couldn't help it and asked, "Do you have anything to say to me?"

Fuhua was stunned, and then he frowned with a complicated expression and remained silent.

I was a little annoyed, "When did you become so unhappy, what the hell is going on?"

Fuhua closed his eyes, exhaled often, endured the painful look, and finally said slowly: "Uncle Jiang has been rehabilitated in Xiang, and last month, my father had sent a hussar general to lead his troops to suppress the encirclement and suppression......

The blood on my face receded in an instant, I shook a few times, and I almost fell down, but Fuhua was shocked and hurriedly hugged me and called me loudly: "Fu'er! How are you?!

I watched as Fuhua's mouth opened and closed, but my ears were ringing and I couldn't hear anything. After a long while, I finally found my voice, stared at Fuhua's eyes, and asked hoarsely: "You say, who is the opposite?! Hussar general went to suppress it?!"

Fuhua showed a painful look on his face, and replied with difficulty: "Jiang Ying's father, Jiang Mushang and Uncle Jiang, secretly united with Concubine Xiyan Jin in Xiangping, ......and reversed! I went with Huaiqing to suppress ......"

My face turned pale again, I grabbed the placket of Fuhua's clothes tightly, and my lips trembled and asked, "It's the other way around?!Uncle Jiang is the opposite?!...... What about Jiang Ying?

Fuhua's face stiffened, he bowed his head and said nothing, I increased the strength of my hand, pulled his shirt and staggered down, forced his face to face me, and continued to ask fiercely: "What do you say! How is Jiang Ying now?!"

Fuhua was staggered by me, the hand holding me almost let go, and after several pulls, he still avoided my burning gaze, not daring to look at me, "Jiang Ying...... He went with his father, and his father ordered him to commit the first offense...... Once the first offender is captured, he is executed on the spot...... He...... He resisted with his father, but General Han and Huaiqing's army were pressed, and Uncle Jiang killed himself in front of the battle, and Jiang Ying ...... Whereabouts unknown......"

My brain boomed, and these words floated back and forth in my mind: "Uncle Jiang is dead......", "Jiang Ying's whereabouts are unknown......", "Huaiqing suppressed ...... with his father", "...... before self-killing"

After a long time, I didn't move, I didn't cry, I didn't speak, as if I had become a puppet, Fuhua knew that I was hit too hard, and ordered the girl to go to Chifu to call my mother out, and when my mother came in a hurry, she was so frightened when she saw me like this, hugged me and kept calling "my son......"

Before long, my father also arrived, and when he saw his wife and daughter like this, he hurriedly ordered the girl to go back to the house. After settling down in front of the house, his father saluted Fuhua, Fuhua nodded, and said lightly and detachedly: "Fu'er will not want to see me again for a while, Yingguo Gong still has to persuade her to be good, she is stubborn, don't be sad and break her body."

The father said: "Yes, the ministers will persuade each other, but ...... This matter has nothing to do with the Seventh Son, no matter how confused the little girl is, she will not blame the Childe for this matter, the relationship between the two of you is extraordinary, why don't the Son personally persuade the little girl......"

Fuhua smiled miserably, looked at the sky in the distance, and said lightly: "Ah, I can't appear in front of her anymore because I know her......"