Chapter 33: Matters of the Heart
It was late at night, but the lights were still bright in a guest room in the northwest corner of the Governor's Palace.
The maid secretly looked at the dejected county lord, not knowing what to do.
Since coming back, Huan Ci has been sitting on the bed with his legs crossed and has not moved for a long time.
The food on the table had been heated twice, and the water for washing had been cooled, but the lord of the county was like a soulless puppet, and no one would talk to her for a moment.
The maid shook her head helplessly, and was about to go out with the tray of soup, but as soon as she opened the door, she was frightened and took a step back.
"I've seen a long history." She hurriedly bowed.
Puzhou Governor Shi Fushen, she also met when she was in Yingdu, and even heard many unbearable rumors. It's just that I didn't expect that Lord Changshi would ignore the rumors and come to the county lord of Ding'an in person.
The little maid was shocked that she was a little out of shape, and quickly restrained her expression.
"You go out, don't let people in." Although Fu Shen was talking to her, his eyes were staring at Huan Ci.
"Huh?" The little maid looked surprised, but after all, she was a person who had seen the world, and she knew the truth that she didn't know if she didn't listen to it, and she came back to her senses in a blink of an eye.
The door was slammed behind them, and only two people were left in the room.
Fu Shen glanced at the unused food on the table, and his face was extremely gloomy.
"What? Are you going on a hunger strike? He said softly to the woman sitting on the bed.
Huan Ci blinked, and turned his head to look away. She didn't want to see this person now, let alone talk to him.
"Come over for dinner." The man said in a commanding tone.
Obviously, Huan Ci doesn't eat this set.
"Get out, I don't want to see you." She said coldly.
She heard the man sneer, and then stopped moving.
Huan Ci endured his curiosity and forced himself not to look at him. But after a while, heavy footsteps suddenly sounded in the house, and they walked very slowly.
"Toru Zong is dead." The man said coldly, "I'm afraid your abacus has been overturned again." ”
"Brute." Huan Ci's eyes instantly turned red. She looked at the man who was sitting on the edge of the bed at some point, and pounced on him and grabbed him by the neck.
Anger took away almost all of Huan Ci's reason, and she made her strength stronger and stronger, but the man in front of her still didn't change his face.
"Fuck off." Seeing that he didn't dodge, Huan Ci became more and more angry, but she didn't dare to kill her hand after all, and finally let go of her hand first and hammered the man twice on the chest.
"Huan Ci." Fu Shen stared at her calmly, "From the time you got involved in these things, you should have understood that this is your battlefield of life and death. ”
The tears in his eyes finally fell, and Huan Ci's anger turned into a thick grievance.
For the sake of her father, for the sake of power, she has done so much, but there will always be unexpected things happening. In the past three years, she has never been as she wished, and she is already a little tired.
"What exactly do you want to say?" Huan Ci's voice was hoarse.
"As I said, this is just the beginning." Fu Shen looked at her scattered hair and whispered, "If you can't retreat and withdraw as soon as possible, you must be fully prepared." ”
"What kind of good guy are you running here to pretend to be?" Huan Ci raised his eyelids and stared at him, "You're just Zong Zhengyuan's lackey, do you think he will treat a dog well?" ”
These words still didn't anger Fu Shen, he and Huan Ci glanced at each other, and said softly: "No matter what, I will never sit idly by and watch your father rebel." ”
Huan Ci was poked in the heart by him, and his face changed suddenly. She hung her head, and immediately rolled over and lay down.
"You go out, I'm going to rest." She said coldly.
Fu Shen looked at the woman's thin body and sighed almost inaudibly.
After a while, the door squeaked.
"He's not dead, I'm lying to you." The man's deep voice reached his ears.