The night breeze ruffled the treetops, and the moon shadow shone brightly on the orange figure.

She was like a glowing butterfly at night, only a little quieter.

The brain, which had been flooded with business for several days, was suddenly relieved when it saw this scene.

Fu Yanci didn't know what the meaning of the mansion was.

When he was fifteen years old, he was very disgusted with all kinds of struggles in the palace, whether it was the queen, the concubine, Fu Yanmo, or Fu Yannuo.

Everyone you can see in the palace has a layer of human skin on your face.

Their laughter is not laughter, and their concern is not really caring.

Although they are all relatives who are related by blood, they secretly wish that Fu Yan would resign and die.

So he has always lived a closed life, and after he is sensible, he will never trust others again.

Tang Weiyang was one of the few friends he had when he was young, but since he knew that she was in Fu Yanmo's bed, he completely lost trust in his so-called relatives and friends.

You know, even his biological father just felt that he didn't know the real cause of his mother's death, so he didn't kill him.

And keeping him can be used to balance the other two sons, but it is because of this value that his life is kept.

So that year, he used a little trickery to make the queen and the concubine think that he did not pose any threat to the heir.

and deliberately let them see that they didn't want to live in the palace, so they were able to leave the palace and move to the palace.

Not only got rid of the ever-present jealousy in the palace, but also took a short breath.

But after all, the mansion is just a place to settle down in the dead of night.

It's like the bed is just for rest, and the dinner table is just for eating.

If it weren't for his mother's death that made him hold on to the future throne, Fu Yanci wouldn't know what he was doing so much to do.

Because no matter how many people there are in the mansion, it is still empty and cold.

Only the appearance of Cheng Jingyu is different.

On the first day she lived in the house, she didn't have much noise, but when he was outside, he couldn't help but wonder what this person was doing at home.

Won't it be boring, does she like the flowers in the garden?

The subordinates are not thoughtful in their service, and she came from afar, will she feel that his mansion is not as good as Cheng's mansion?

Every time he thinks of this, Fu Yanci can't help but want to speed up his pace.

Once upon a time it was for the sake of motherhood, but now .... Now I want to give Cheng Jingyu all the best of everything.

He stood at the gate of the courtyard and looked at Cheng Jingyu for a long time.

The court affairs are far away, and only the idea of the future with Cheng Jingyu is left in his mind.

She crouched at the gate of the courtyard, her head falling down.

Obviously, I can't open my eyes, and I stubbornly don't go back.

Si Jue told him that Jingyu was waiting for him tonight, but he had already dealt with things quickly and rushed back.

It's still midnight.

Si Jue appeared at some point, holding a short coat in his hand.

Fu Yanci took it, walked over with very light steps, put on Cheng Jingyu's coat, and took the soup in her hand again.

Sensing someone approaching, Cheng Jingyu finally woke up a little.

She looked at Fu Yanci with sleepy eyes: "Are you back?" ”

There was no impatience in his tone at all, and he gave him the soup very obediently: "Maybe it's cold, it's hot." ”

Si Jue hurriedly took the soup and ran very quickly.

Cheng Jingyu wanted to stand up, but her legs squatted for too long, and she couldn't help but hiss as soon as she stood up.

Numbness to pain.

Fu Yanci quickly supported the person, and before she could react, she had already picked the person up.

Caught off guard, Cheng Jingyu reacted that this seemed to be Fu Yanci's first time hugging her.

It's all hypocrisy to struggle and twist, not to mention that I haven't seen each other for a few days.

She obediently nestled in Fu Yanci's arms and raised her hand around his neck.

"Why are you so busy so late?" She was still a little sleepy, so she leaned on Fu Yanci's shoulder.

"Thinking that you are leaving the house tomorrow," Fu Yanci glanced at her: "I just want to take time to come out to see you off." ”

That's why I piled things up tonight.

He wouldn't have said such a thing before, and even if he did, he would have done it.

He didn't want Cheng Jingyu to respond.

But just now Cheng Jingyu looked at him and seemed to be a little distressed, and the sentence that you are back also made Fu Yanci feel a little guilty.

If he knew it, he would slow down, and if he delayed it for a day, he would make up for it later.

"You're pushing yourself too hard." Cheng Jingyu pinched his shoulder.

Then he asked, "Aren't you tired?" ”

She had never seen Fu Yanci busy before, but when she came to Dajing, especially after meeting Gongsun Yizhen, she could experience a little bit of Fu Yanci's feelings.

If he hadn't planned carefully, there would have been no bones left to be eaten by these people a long time ago.

But she was distressed and felt that it was really not easy for him to go all the way.

How can we share a little for him?

"Not tired." Fu Yan resigned into the house and put her on the chaise longue.

Immediately, he actually knelt down, put his big palm on Cheng Jingyu's lap, and rubbed her legs.

I was surprised that he would behave like this.

Cheng Jingyu looked stunned, but there was a little smile in her eyes.

This kind of Fu Yanci is a little unfamiliar, but she thinks it's very good.

Fu Yanci rubbed it and said, "I just thought that position was necessary for me before, but I didn't know what the meaning was after I got it." ”

"It's different now."

It's obviously a love story, but it's only half of it.

Cheng Jingyu listened to Zhengle, he didn't say anything, she leaned over, hooked Fu Yanci's chin, and asked knowingly: "What's the difference?" ”

There was only one lamp in the room, not very bright, but it just illuminated the eyebrows.

Cheng Jingyu is clearly cliché, and Fu Yanci may not have said it before.

But perhaps because tomorrow will be separated again, the day when they will talk under the lamp like this may have to wait.

So Fu Yanci also wants to say more.

"I used to think that I was alone, I would become a king or a loser, and it would be okay even if I died, but now I don't think so, I haven't married you yet."

Dead -

Cheng Jingyu's eyes darkened, she didn't know that Fu Yanci's strong self-confidence had even thought about death.

This man felt that he was alone and had nothing to fear.

But because of this, Cheng Jingyu was even more distressed.

She suddenly opened her hand to hug Fu Yanci, the other party was half-squatting, shorter than her, she reached out and patted him on the back: "Can you tell me about your mother?" ”

The body under the palm of the palm couldn't help but stiffen.

Mother is really Fu Yanci's forbidden area, he rarely mentions it, and he can't help but stiffen when he is mentioned.

But for Li Yushu, he offered an incense case in the Proton Mansion in Xichu, and also set up a tablet for her in the temple.

It can be seen that he has a deep love for his mother.

"Don't you know, in the Piaoxiang Teahouse, the first thing I tried you to investigate."

Of course Cheng Jingyu remembers, and it is precisely because of her memory that she is even more curious: "The news said that your mother died of being killed, and you were not calm when you mentioned her, which means that you are haunted, and there are other inside stories about this matter, isn't it?" ”