Chapter Eighty-Five: Digging a Hole
Early in the morning, Fu Jiao died directly.
It's a lie to say that she is not embarrassed, even if the person in front of her is her titular eldest brother.
Every time I have a menstrual affair, I used to endure it, but this time she was negligent, and she didn't remember that Fu Rudi was by her side, and she made such a big joke, which made both of them very embarrassed.
Fu Rudi was stunned for a moment before she understood the meaning of Fu Jiao's words.
She was not poisoned by the Fu family, but came to menstruation......
The cold air was intertwined with the faint smell of blood, which penetrated into the nose in bursts, and Fu Jiao's blushing and hot cheeks showed everything.
Fu Rudi should put down Fu Jiao immediately.
But at this moment, he coveted the warmth in her arms. Even in thick clothes, they couldn't block the sound of each other's heartbeats.
"Brother?"
Fu Jiao looked at Fu Rudi's petrified expression, and became even more at a loss, "Let me go to the ground." ”
She moved her feet.
Fu Rudi woke up like a dream, but did not let go of her immediately, but turned around and walked into the room with her, and carefully put her back on the bed.
His heart was beating fast.
There is a vague feeling that I can't say that I can't tell the truth. Xie always talked about Fu Jiao's marriage, but she was too immature and beautiful, Fu Rudi never thought about this, in his eyes, Fu Jiao was like the little girl who looked at him leaving through the crowd.
It wasn't until today that he bumped into her menstrual affair, and he was shocked that his sister was already a big girl......
No wonder Xie would say that "men should get married, and women should get married".
Most of the girls in the capital who are the same age as Fu Jiao have designated families, and those who marry early have children. Even Fu Yan will marry Chen Qi, the only son of a member of the Ministry of Labor, after the year.
Thinking of this, Fu Rudi's mouth filled with a bitterness.
Fu Jiao pulled the quilt to cover up the dirt. She glanced at Fu Rudi's waist in shame, "Brother, you...... Did you bring a change of clothes? ”
Fu Rudi wore a double-layer light gray straight jacket today, with a wide belt with a blue hook and thunder pattern around his waist. Now that the belt and clothes are rubbed with a faint reddish-brown, just looking at it, Fu Jiao is about to faint in embarrassment. But if he didn't remind Fu Rudi, he wore this to the yamen, and Fu Jiao was even more faceless when he was discovered.
"It's okay, ask Changjian to borrow one."
Fu Rudi lowered his head and swept the marks on his body, and his eyes were slightly hot.
He subconsciously looked at Fu Jiao. Between the woman and him, there was a hazy thin gauze tent, and the girl's petite figure loomed. Her sleeves were stacked at her elbows, revealing a white arm that was as tender as a lotus root, and her black hair hung down her neck, lining a face that was even smaller and more cute.
Fu Rudi hurriedly turned his head, quickly looked away, and his Adam's apple rolled.
"I'll go find Changjian to change clothes, and by the way, call those two maids over, and you can also change them."
His clothes were all dirty, and Fu Jiao must have been in a mess too.
Fu Jiao nodded obediently: "Mm-hmm." ”
After Fu Rudi left, Fu Jiao quickly changed her clothes under the care of Qiuyue and Chunxing. She curled up on the bed, covered her face with her hands, and wanted to howl, what had just happened was really embarrassing. She's such a big person, it's the first time she's made such a fool of himself.
I don't know what Fu Rudi thinks.
Fu Jiao shook her head, not daring to think about it at all.
The best way to be awkward is to find something to do.
Fu Jiao cheered up, withdrew the spring stars and autumn moon, took out the compass talisman she brought, and prepared to go to the ear room next door to find out.
"Let's go, Yan Ji."
"Hmm."
Yan Ji swung off the beams.
She floated to Fu Jiao's side, opened her mouth several times, and stopped talking.
Fu Jiao was restless today, and didn't pay attention to Yan Ji's little emotions, so she said to herself: "Wait a while, you help me guard the point, I'm afraid that thing will run." If you dare to run, you can stop her, and eat it directly......"
Yan Ji didn't listen to a word.
Her mind was full of confusion about whether to tell Fu Jiao what happened last night.
Fu Jiao's trusted brother seems to have thoughts about her that he shouldn't have, beyond the so-called brother-sister relationship. No matter how much my brother likes his sister, he won't secretly touch his sister's lips in the middle of the night, right?
Never mind.
Yan Ji is not a nosyman.
She was silent and didn't like to speak, thinking that Fu Rudi had no intention of harming Fu Jiao, and it was most appropriate for them to deal with their own emotional affairs. Even if you want to say it, you have to wait until you leave here and tell her Song Lang.
A man and a ghost came to the transept.
In the morning, when oxygen is at its highest, this transept is also dim and cold.
Fu Jiao looked around, and there were not many things in the narrow ear room, except for a soft couch for resting, which was a desk against the wall, and a few miscellaneous books were placed in bits and pieces.
She held up the compass and pinched her fingers.
The profound merits accumulated in the body come into play, and I see the compass needle swaying back and forth, and finally pointing out the middle point in the aural chamber.
"Here it is."
Fu Jiao stepped forward, squatted down, and knocked on the ground with her fingers.
The floor is freshly paved gray bricks, polished and smooth. Because it had just been built, it was not very strong, so Fu Jiao found a shovel and easily pried up a brick along the brick joints that had not dried.
Yan Ji wrinkled her nose and sniffed, and said, "That thing is down there, and the resentment is very heavy." And...... There are also some strange things mixed in with the resentment, and I can't get out. ”
Fu Jiao smiled slightly, but she was confident: "Don't you think there are similarities between this place and the Qiongzhou Shengniang Temple?" Everything underground seems to have been suppressed by the seal. ”
"Could it be that this is also the handiwork of Danyang Dao people?"
Yan Ji asked.
Fu Jiao shrugged her shoulders, "I can't tell." ”
This Danyang Taoist is cunning and cunning, acting in front of King Chengnan, and found a substitute ghost to help him die, and he is not afraid of losing his life.
Fu Jiao was digging the ground of the ear room, and at the same time, she had to pay attention to the two maids. If the maid secretly reported her actions to the Xie family, wouldn't she be in the middle of the road.
"Yan Ji, you go and confuse those two maids, don't let them spoil my good deeds."
"It's so troublesome to confuse them, so it's better to just let me eat it." Yan Ji raised her eyebrows, and there was only decisiveness and viciousness in her empty eyes.
Fu Jiao waved her hand, "It's not necessary." If you kill indiscriminately like this, I won't be able to help you dredge up the relationship when you go to the underworld. ”
"After killing for five hundred years, it doesn't matter if it's one or two."
"There's a so-called."
Fu Jiao dug bricks with a sigh, "If you can create less evil, you will create less evil." If you still want to be with your Song Lang, be obedient. ”
Yan Ji lowered her eyes, was silent for a while, and then turned and floated outside.
Fortunately, Fu Jiao let her come.
The maid who was sent away at the door quietly turned back, and sure enough, she wanted to listen to Fu Jiao's movements.
"The fourth lady is going to lie down for a day when she comes to menstruation? Is it too pretentious. ”
The person who spoke was Akizuki.
Chunxing pursed his lower lip, "Don't talk about the master, go to the kitchen and cook a bowl of brown sugar water for the fourth lady." ”
"There you go. Don't forget what Madame told us, and watch every move of the people inside. Qiu Yue leaned against the wall and looked through the window to the figure behind the curtain.
Chunxing sighed helplessly, and was about to go to the kitchen, when he saw Xie leading Fu Yan over with a smile on his face.