On the carriage, Mei Fu raised her eyebrows and scolded: "It's really clear that the retribution is unpleasant." Big girl, you say yes, right? ”

Mei Fu looked at Fu Yunqing, she thought that Mrs. Fu and Fu Xingye, who had harmed the big house in the past, would end up like this, and Fu Yunqing would gloat and ridicule, but Fu Yunqing didn't.

She only saw indifference on Fu Yunqing's face.

It's an extremely thorough calm.

There is no falling stone, and there is no smugness.

Maybe they have always regarded the girl as an enemy, but the girl did not take them seriously.

Mei Fu was impressed by Fu Yunqing's mentality, and admired her more and more, even looking at her gaze, with little stars.

Tianying couldn't stand such a greasy and crooked look, and stretched out her hand and shook it in front of Mei Fu's face: "What are you staring at the girl and smiling?" ”

Mei Fu came back to her senses, blushed and shook her head: "I just think the girl is very good-looking." ”

"Flim Flam." Tian Ying glanced at her.

The carriage slowly passed through the crowded streets, and she heard the heart-rending roar of the lonely old lady.

The executioner spewed liquor on the slasher, and Fu Xingye let out a terrible and terrifying wail—

Heads roll to the ground, blood splatters!

The head with exposed muscles and veins rolls off the guillotine!

Mrs. Fu went crazy to pick up the head, and when she pounced on it, the person had already convulsed.

In the besieged crowd, the girls who had been raped and humiliated by Fuxing in the past applauded.

"Finally ......"

"Finally, the day has come." The singer twisted the silk silk and put it on his chest.

"Isn't it! That's great! I'll prepare two taels of thin wine, marinate some meat, and let's have a drink to celebrate. Wang Xiaoqing said.

"I don't drink." Song Ying pursed her lips and said with a smile, "But today you can make an exception, accompany Sister Xiaoqing to have a few sips, and help the fourth girl, what about you......"

A hint of crampedness flashed on Fu Ge's face, and he looked at Fu Yunqing: "Sister, do you think I want to drink?" ”

She felt that women should not drink, but today she had her revenge, and she wanted to drink a little bit to celebrate.

Father's disgust, housemother's hatred, brother-in-law's rape and humiliation, Fu Ge lived extremely carefully in the first half of his life, and now he has to ask Fu Yunqing's opinions and opinions on everything, for fear of provoking Fu Yunqing's dislike and losing the only sister in the world who treats her well.

Fu Yunqing hooked Fu Ge's sideburns behind her ears, and said lovingly and gently: "Drink if you want, don't drink if you don't want to." As long as our little song doesn't kill people and set fires, I support you. ”

Fuge nodded, and snorted!

Back at the Snow Gardenia Courtyard, Tianying and Mei Fu set up a small red clay stove under the porch to cook wine and roast oranges.

Today, the twenty-eighth day of the lunar month.

It's Chinese New Year's Eve soon.

Wang Xiaoqing brought a few jars of self-made wine, bought lamb legs and beef, built a bonfire in the snow, barbecued meat and ate wine.

Song Ying took out a few jars of rouge gouache from her sleeve pocket, gave one by herself, walked up to Fu Yunqing, smiled quietly, and said after hesitation:

"I know that the rouge used by the eldest girl is either rich or expensive, and the rouge in the small shop will definitely not be in the eyes of the girl, but this is the best rouge in my shop."

"Give it to Miss Fu, Happy New Year to Miss Fu."

Fu Yunqing took the small white porcelain jar that was shiny and shiny, containing water-red lipstick and a faint floral fragrance, she smiled and kicked it into her sleeve pocket: "It's very good, I like it very much." ”

Song Ying smiled happily.

Wang Xiaoqing pulled Fuge and drank several glasses of wine.

Tianying sat on the steps, watching the snow flutter in the sky.

Mei Fu was busy with the barbecue, sprinkling salt on the barbecue, adding charcoal to make a fire.

Fuzi Heng held a cane, and with Renqing's support, he practiced walking step by step.

Lin Yuezhou sat on the scorching tree of red plums, hanging his long legs in the air, holding a jar of good wine, so comfortable.

Fu Yunqing held a small jar of sake in his arms, flew onto the roof, sat on the high eaves with the eaves upturned, and could take in the small half of the light like a star.

The wind is as cool as if it has been soaked in cold water.

The cold breeze blows on the face, accompanied by sake, the sake is spicy, and the cold wind reduces dryness.

Fu Yunqing's cheeks were red, and he looked at the moon above his head and smiled, which was extremely smooth.

"Drinking alone?" In the courtyard next door, under the green tiles, there was a man in an ink robe standing with his hands in his hands.

It's Qi Chengyi.

From Qi Chengyi's point of view, I just saw that the girl was sitting happily on the roof, holding the wine jar in her hand, her clothes fluttering, the girl's cheeks were dyed with a thin layer of crimson because of drinking, and the cherry lips were still stained with sake, which looked moist and full, with a thin layer of water.

Fu Yunqing smiled and shook the wine jar in his hand: "Coincidentally, the Eighth Prince is also in the courtyard?" Have a drink together? ”

Qi Chengyi flew up and sat beside Fu Yunqing.

Fu Yunqing threw a jar of wine to him: "Taste? ”

Qi Chengyi lifted the cloth of Mengjiu, raised his head and took a sip, it was so spicy that the fire in his throat burned, a fire rushed into his stomach, a little red rose under his eyes, and he looked at Fu Yunqing incredulously: "What did you drink, spirits?" ”

"Or else? Your Highness thinks it's fruit wine? Fu Yunqing chuckled, his voice was like a silver bell, "When my parents and I are on the side, if it is cold at night, I will burn two taels of wine to warm up my body." ”

Qi Chengyi thought that she would drink sweet wine and fruit wine, how could any woman drink spirits?

Oh forget, she's no ordinary woman.

Fu Yunqing's eyes appeared in front of the scene of Jin Ge's iron horse when he fought on the battlefield with his parents, and the sake entrance said:

"Our family has a very good relationship, when my father was fighting, my mother often said that where people are, home is there, so she took me and my brother to the border together. I've been in the barracks for a long time, and I've had more of the likes of the soldiers. ”

"Your Highness has never been to the battlefield, so you shouldn't know this."

After Qi Chengyi heard this, he hooked his lips and smiled, but did not speak.

Fu Yunqing continued: "When I was sixteen years old, I followed my father to fight in Nanchi, and I also saw the famous Jizhou soldiers and horses in the world. ”

"Jizhou soldiers and horses, have you seen them?" Qi Chengyi took a sip of the spirits.

"Of course." Fu Yunqing said with a smile, "I just don't know what kind of outstanding hero the King of Hao, who is in charge of the soldiers and horses in Jizhou." ”

Qi Chengyi pressed a very shallow smile on the corner of his mouth, and did not speak.

Xu is tonight's breeze and bright moon, and the liquor chokes his throat, Qi Chengyi has more words than usual.

He asked, "Do you want to be in charge of the army one day?" ”

Fu Yunqing looked at the brightly lit streets, poured a sip of wine, chuckled, and said casually: "I want to be able to do it, it's two different things." ”

After she said this, the man beside her was silent for a long time.

Fu Yunqing looked at him, but found that Qi Chengyi was so drunk that he fell asleep.

Seeing that the wine jar in his hand was about to roll down the roof along the rubble, Fu Yunqing hurriedly hooked the wine jar on his toes and stabilized it, and the next moment, the man's head gently knocked on her shoulder.

He seemed to be so drunk that he fell asleep completely.

"With this amount of wine, you dare to take my spirits jar."

Fu Yunqing shook his head with a smile in his eyes, put his arm on his shoulder, and flew off the roof with the man on his shoulder, back to his yard.

She kicked open the courtyard door on her tiptoes and helped the man into the room lit with the incense.

"After the night, today is the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month." Fu Yunqing counted the next day in his mind, as if he had thought of something, his pretty face changed slightly, "Qi Chengyi, are you awake?" Is tonight your day of relapse? I remember the last time I saw you relapse, it was also twenty-nine. ”

Fu Yunqing put the man on the bed, took a sip of tea tiredly, and was about to put down the cup-

The man on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

The handsome, boundless, god-like man opened a pair of peach-blossom eyes mixed with mist, but the pupils were red.