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As soon as Fu Minghua agreed, Yan Zhui tilted his head.
He breathed a little deeply and turned around after a while, looking at Fu Minghua with deep eyes for a while: "Yuan Niang, what do you think of Guo Ruicheng's hexagram?"
I have really calmed down now.
Fu Minghua breathed a sigh of relief. After his tight legs relaxed, his calves were still twitching slightly. Yan Zhui's look just now was really scary. Now he finally changed his expression.
"Your Highness, are you willing to sleep on the same bed with a noble family?"
She asked softly, and Yan Zhui couldn't help but laugh.
Others can¡¯t see clearly, even Concubine Cui can¡¯t see clearly, but Fu Minghua knows it very well in his heart.
??The people in the world who can be emperors are all the same.
Regardless of whether Concubine Cui is from the Cui family of Qinghe, Yan Zhui has royal blood in her bones. If he inherits this world in the future, he will be at odds with the family. The only difference is sooner or later.
"Now that the weather has cleared, the spring in Jiangzhou is still somewhat interesting." Yan Zhui responded to Fu Minghua's question without comment and changed the topic: "There are several tea trees in Junshan on Dongting Lake, and the tea collected by Wang Song was sent to the palace. It¡¯s no worse than Lingyin Xianglin Tea.¡±
"This is the tea-picking season. If you like it, I will ask Wang Song to clear the way."
Yan Zhui spoke softly and looked at Fu Minghua with a smile.
Fu Minghua nodded.
"Your Highness is coming to Jiangzhou?"
He gave Fu Minghua a meaningful look: "We met by chance outside the city that day, have you forgotten?"
He could call it a chance encounter. Except for the second year of Jia'an, when Xie was trying to hang himself, she conspired with Aunt An to rescue Xie and send her out of Luoyang City. Outside the city.
Fu Minghua didn¡¯t believe that he didn¡¯t know that Mr. Xie was still alive. When he mentioned it, his eyes fell on his skirt and he stopped talking to him.
"Come down."
He let go of one hand and kept the other hand on her side. He handed the released hand to her, waiting for her to reach out and hold it.
Seeing that Fu Minghua didn't move, he laughed twice, and the hot air blew on her cheek.
Yan Zhui¡¯s voice sounded with a smile: ¡°Could it be that Yuanniang wants me to¡±
Before he finished speaking, Fu Minghua had already stretched out his hand and placed it on his palm. He looked at it for a moment, laughed twice more, and then held it tightly.
Fu Minghua glanced at him and he nodded to her with a smile, so she jumped down with confidence.
When she landed, Yan Zhui seemed to be unable to catch her, and she ran headlong into Yan Zhui's arms. Fortunately, he caught her right.
"careful."
Fu Minghua¡¯s feet were numb, his face hit his chest, and he was surrounded by his breath.
The embroidery on Yan Zhui's collar was rough and rubbed against her face. When he spoke, his chest trembled slightly, which reached her ears through the thick brocade robe.
Fu Minghua¡¯s ears were slightly red and she didn¡¯t even dare to raise her head. As soon as Yan Zhui let go of her hand, she pretended to adjust her clothes and turned her body away.
Yan Zhui looked at her and ran her hands along her hair, pretending to be a little busy, and did not expose her, but stared at her back with burning eyes.
She has always followed the rules and rarely looks a little embarrassed like this.
At that time, Ling Wuxie, the eldest son of the Prince of Zhongxin County, sent people to chase her, of course. Apart from that, whenever Yan Zhui saw her, she was neatly dressed and well-dressed.
It was really rare to see her like this at this time. It wasn't until she felt a little uncomfortable and turned around that he straightened his sleeves and said, "Let's go."
The two of them walked along the road and then went back.
After several spring rains, the trees in Xie's house have begun to sprout. The landscape of Xie's house is pleasant, and every plant and tree has the elegant charm of the Jiangnan water town.
Fu Minghua deliberately avoided the previous embarrassment and never mentioned Guo Ruicheng's predictions along the way, so Yan Zhui picked some things to talk to her about.
Today is a coincidence. After passing through a dense osmanthus tree and passing a path slanting to the right, you can see a garden with the words "Lingsou Garden" written on it.
??Fu Minghua couldn¡¯t help but think of a saying from the Han Dynasty: Xiaoyin hides in the mausoleum, and Dayin hides in the market.
It is worth pondering whether the Xie family pursues the inferior Xiao Yin or the superior Da Yin.
There was laughter in the garden. It seemed that several teenagers were talking and laughing, reciting poems and reciting poems, which showed their youthful pride.
Yan Zhui paused in his footsteps and looked at Fu Minghua with raised eyebrows: "In addition to many daughters, the Xie family also has many men."
Xie Yingrong gave birth to three sons and two daughters in just one room.Among the three sons, Cui Shi, the eldest, gave birth to two sons and four daughters. When the number of houses is added up, it is also an extremely huge number.
Fu Minghua looked at him, not quite sure what he was referring to.
He had no intention of going in, so Fu Minghua naturally stopped going in. Yan chased him for two steps, but in the end he said nothing.
She returned to the courtyard and took a nap at noon. When Fu Minghua got up, she was still thinking about how to explain to Fu Shu Banquet that she would not be able to go to Yueyang Tower tomorrow. Unexpectedly, she had just finished getting dressed, and three children from the Xie family were brought to the Xie Shu Banquet at the other end. The lady has come to visit.
Several ladies brought several gifts. During the special thanksgiving banquet, they presented Fu Minghua with the long dress made of bird feathers that she had said she would give to Fu Minghua in the morning. It was extremely gorgeous, and the bird feathers on the dress had a beautiful sheen under the sun. .
But this dress is obviously not something she can wear for a special occasion before she leaves the palace. She has obviously prepared this thing as a gift for her.
Bi Qing took the things, and Fu Minghua asked someone to bring up the things he had prepared.
What was given to Fu Shuyan, daughter of the eldest family member Cui, was a bag of full and round pearls, each the size of a finger, full of luster and very rare.
??This is the tribute pearl from the South China Sea that was given to her by Concubine Cui after the first year of her life. Concubine Cui could only afford a handful at that time, so she gave half of it to Fu Minghua.
She divided another bag and gave it to Fu Shuyan. At this moment, Fu Shuyan did not even think that Fu Minghua would return her many gifts, but when the beads were poured out and spread out in her delicate palms, her face was filled with tears. Still showing an unconcealable smile:
"Thank you Yuanniang!" The beads can be worn into a necklace or made into jewelry. She put the beads back and handed them to the maid. The smile on her face became much more cordial.
"I'm here to apologize to you. My mother told me to copy a list earlier, but I forgot about it. I only remembered it when my mother reminded me today." She had a sincere look on her face, and her upper body was slightly bent forward, allowing Fu Minghua to see the look in her eyes. The look of guilt:
"So I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany Yuanniang to Yueyang Tower tomorrow. But it's a long day, and if we can't do it tomorrow, it will be fine in a few days. Anyway, Yuanniang will stay for a few days."
A young lady from the Xie family would not make such a mistake.
It must have been something Yan Zhui did that made Xie Shuyan take the initiative to mention this matter to her.
It has nothing to do with her, but she can say it with deep affection.
Fu Minghua pursed his lips, shook her hand and said with a smile, "What did my cousin say?"
The two looked at each other and smiled, both lowering their eyelids.
The author of the joke has already decided to make corrections. All this is the result of the encouragement and comfort given by the girls! ! !
Having said this, I can¡¯t help but say that we are indeed the best readers and authors. When the author takes the blame and bullies others, the girls also take the blame for the trolls. . .
¡°Thanks to you all along the way, my journey of taking the blame was not so lonely. . .