Tiredness is sometimes mainly psychological.

As a modern person who is accustomed to being at ease, according to the ancient system, he guards the etiquette, from clothing to standing, from speech to movement, all aspects are like being tied to a rope.

At the end of the day, even if he had internal strength support, Murong Fu still felt tired to death.

"Son, the invitation has been sent."

Abi Rourou's voice sounded, making Murong Fu, who was lying on the bed swing, move slightly.

"How did the Duan clan get back?"

"I received a post over there, saying that I will go to the appointment tomorrow." Ah Bi thought for a while, "I didn't say anything on the side, but Duan Wang Ye seemed to want to say something and then closed his mouth, only for a moment, maybe the servant was wrong." ”

When Murong Fu heard this, he said in his heart that he would not be mistaken, the old pervert was afraid that he was thinking about seeing his lover, and he didn't dare to provoke the princess Dao Baifeng, so he was upset, otherwise he was a prince's determination, how could he let the little girl see the change in her expression.

"Got it, you go down first."

"It's getting late, what do you want to eat today? The servant ordered someone to prepare. ”

Murong Fu waved his hand, "No need, Gongzi doesn't want to move today, you go down and rest, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do." ”

Seeing Murong Fu say this, Abi had no choice but to respond and quietly retreated.

In the era of no mobile phone and no Internet, after lying dry for a while, I began to feel bored.

I wanted to sleep directly, but in the end I struggled to get up and went to the small courtyard where Qiao Feng was to make some arrangements, so as not to be able to recover it when the situation collapsed.

"It's really hard work......," he couldn't help but whisper a complaint, but then looked up at the night sky, "Tomorrow is over, and the house should not be afraid of the threat of a backyard fire......

……

The next day, the group went to the appointment.

It's winter, and the damp and cold weather in Jiangnan makes people feel bitterly cold.

Fortunately, the sky is beautiful, the fog dissipates under the sunshine, and when the Mantuo Villa located on the shore of the lake appears in front of you, it is reflected beautifully by the scattered sunlight, which makes everyone feel that the beautiful scenery is rare and the mood is much more comfortable.

Murong Fu and Duan Zhengchun rode side by side, followed by the princess's sedan chair with the sword and Bai Feng, and many guards.

"The beautiful scenery of Jiangnan really lives up to its reputation, no wonder there is a young man like Murong Gongzi."

The words that were obviously touting came out of Duan Zhengchun's mouth, which was slightly inconsistent with the identity of the prince, but Murong Fu had already expected it, probably due to a weak heart.

smiled slightly, and simply replied: "Duan Wang Ye praises falsely." ”

only praises falsely, but does not answer, which kills the day.

"Uh......"

With Duan Zhengchun's chaotic state of mind at this time, he was speechless for a while.

Murong Fu, who had a reserved smile in front of him, was quite hateful in his eyes.

The thoughts of the probe were empty, and the apprehension in his heart could not be resolved, and the team of more than a dozen people was only left with the sound of horses' hooves and footsteps, and the atmosphere became extremely dull.

Finally survived the way, Mantuo Villa is already in front of you.

Outside the gate of the villa, the old servant of the Wang family, Granny Rui and Granny Heping, had already led a group of maids and servants to wait.

After the cumbersome rules and etiquette were over, the guards and servants brought by Duan Zhengchun all stayed in the courtyard, except for the princess Dao Baifeng and Duan Yu, only Zhu Danchen, who was also a military advisor, followed in.

"Arlo......"

Duan Zhengchun was about to step forward and use the sweet language of pickling girls, when he heard Mrs. Wang's muttering, "Duan Lang......"

Mrs. Wang glanced at Dao Bai Feng and Duan Yu, and her expressions of tenderness and affection suddenly changed, "Duan Zhengchun, nearly twenty years have passed, and you still dare to come to see me!" ”

"Arlo......"

Before Duan Zhengchun could say anything, Dao Baifeng spoke first, "Lord Duan, now I am invited to resolve the grievances, not for you to continue the relationship." ”

His man was forced to toss in Gusu for more than a month, during which various changes occurred, which made the princess physically and mentally exhausted.

Now Duan Zhengchun's old lover is in front of him, and it was Murong Fu who designed all this, but he was watching calmly, not knowing what his purpose was.

And Duan Zhengchun, the prince, was only thinking about his old lover, with an infatuated look on his face.

In such a situation, Dao Baifeng was upset and irritable, where could he still bear it.

It's just that the yin and yang weird qi can be regarded as self-confidence, and the kung fu of qi cultivation is good.

These words are not only venting, but also reminding Duan Zhengchun to look at the occasion.

Murong Fu was still smiling, and the old god was watching.

One called out the phoenix, said a few words to appease, and the other called Ah Luo, telling about the lovesickness that he hadn't seen for many years, at this time, Duan Wang Ye was in the eyes of Murong Fu, but he looked like the male protagonist in Aunt Qiong Yao's book.

The three of them seemed to have become a drama, but Murong Fu, Duan Yu, Zhu Danchen and a few others were left aside.

On the one hand, she is the most noble woman in the palace, although she is a small country in Dali, but she is in charge of the internal affairs of such a large palace, and her speaking level will naturally not be low.

On the other hand, the poetry and books are heirlooms, only a small Mantuo Villa, which occupies an extremely wide area, how can a woman who is the main mother be simple, and her mouth is also very tight.

The old scumbag sandwiched in the middle comforted left and right, and kept talking sweetly, and the expression on his face could change three times in one sentence, which was vivid and rich, and it was more exciting than the Sichuan opera changing face.

This drama of two daughters fighting for a husband is much more exciting than the scene in the TV series where the lines are read into narrative texts.

……

After waiting patiently for a long time, Murong Fu finally shook his head, had no intention of seeing a few more people entangled, picked up the teacup and took a sip.

When the two of them saw the bad bag at the door, they closed the door and guarded the door.

"Young Master Murong, what does this mean?"

Awakened by this sudden change, Duan Zhengchun's face was solemn, and he faintly protected the sword Baifeng by his side, and Zhu Danchen was also in front of Duan Zhengchun and his wife.

"Lord Duan, you have affection for your aunt, and you believe it in the future, but ......," Murong Fu said with a smile, "However, now that the door is closed, it is better not to act again, and it is better to be straightforward." ”

That's right, Duan Zhengchun has some friendship in his heart, but he was indeed acting before.

In front of Mrs. Wang, it was already clear what Zeng Yan's grievances were, but what Murong Fu was going to do became more and more confusing, and he couldn't just want to connect his aunt and uncle.

Therefore, Duan Zhengchun first complained about his affection, at least let Mrs. Wang not hate herself, and then she had more room for maneuver.

Anyway, Li Qingluo is married in the end, and now she is Mrs. Wang, even if she is affectionate, she is still a little inferior to Qin Hongmian who guards the valley and Ruan Xingzhu who lives alone in Xiaojing Lake.

"Lord Duan, don't worry, Murong Fu is here to resolve grievances, and he won't hurt you in the slightest."

Duan Yu stepped forward when he heard Murong Fu's words, "Second brother......"

What he wanted to say was blocked by Murong Fu raising his hand.

He didn't care about the vigilance of a few people, got up and said: "Don't worry, it's just that what I want to say is a little private, and it is inconvenient for a guest to show up, so that people closed the door and frightened the prince, Murong Fu is deeply sorry." ”

Before the words fell, there was the sound of an iron rod falling to the ground behind the hall.

In the blink of an eye, Duan Yanqing appeared in the hall and sat down opposite Duan Zhengchun without saying a word.

Duan Zhengchun's face changed several times.

It had been a long time since the door was closed, but there was no movement outside, and the guards and servants were afraid that they had been controlled, so after a little thought, they finally motioned to Zhu Danchen to step aside and sit back on the chair.

"Now that the people are here, I won't talk about it anymore."

Murong Fu got up and came to Mrs. Wang's side to stand still, "My aunt has been entangled with Prince Duan for nearly twenty years, and as a nephew, I want to do my filial piety, so I invited Lord Duan to remove a piece of heart disease for my aunt." ”

"Coincidentally, Prince Yanqing and the Duan family also have some old grievances, and Murong Fu can't help himself, so he wants to solve them together, so he has today's invitation."

When Duan Zhengchun heard this, he couldn't hold back any longer, "Murong Gongzi, please send my wife and children back first, the past grievances are caused by me, and I should bear them alone......"

"Duan Wang Ye is a little restless, he really needs to bear it, but you can rest assured that it won't hurt anyone's life." Murong Fu didn't let Duan Zhengchun continue, and turned his head to look at Mrs. Wang, "Uncle, how about letting your nephew take this breath for you?" ”

"Reinstated," Mrs. Wang's face was gloomy, "I thought that you had changed a little in these days, but I didn't expect it to be better than before, and the calculation came to me, isn't it even my master of Mantuo Mountain Villa who has to do it." ”

Judging by the situation, Mrs. Wang thought that she was thinking about it, thinking that it was another calculation for the restoration of the country.

Murong Fu shook his head and said, "Uncle and aunt misunderstood, my nephew is just a piece of filial piety. ”

"Humph! Tell me, then, how can you get angry for me? Could it be that you want to kill the slut of Dao Baifeng for me? ”

Mrs. Wang faced each other coldly, "If you take them down now and hand them over to me to dispose of, you still have a heart." ”

Duan's paleness changed, Duan Yanqing also looked sideways, but Murong Fu smiled slightly.

Mrs. Wang's mind is actually difficult to say, simple and simple, and it is difficult to calm down the feeling of love, and because she is pregnant with Wang Yuyan, she suffers a lot, and she is resentful in her heart.

really wanted to kill Duan Zhengchun, she was reluctant in her heart.

If she doesn't kill, her resentment will be difficult to come out.

wanted to kill the people around him, but he was afraid that Duan Zhengchun would hold a grudge because of this.

said that he wanted to deal with the Duan family by himself, but he just subconsciously didn't want to make it irreparable.

So, in fact, she didn't know what to do, but she was angry and resentful all these years.

"Uncle, Prince Yanqing, when the general Duan Wang Ye invited him to come, he had already explained that this trip was to resolve grievances, so naturally he would not simply divide life and death, otherwise why bother."

"For me, it's better to kill than to kill. It's been a hundred years since he died, but everything is over, so it's better to let him live to atone for his sins, which can be regarded as real revenge. ”

When Murong Fu said this, he no longer said anything to Mrs. Wang, but walked up to Duan Yanqing, "Prince Yanqing, do you still remember the conditions I proposed when I invited my predecessors that day?" Fulfill your promise today. ”

Sideways to look away, he pointed at Duan Yu and said, "That Dali son, Duan Yu, is the biological son of his predecessor. ”

"What did you say!"

"Shut up!"

"Full of nonsense!"

One word surprised everyone.