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At that time, Guo Ruicheng introduced the hexagram and then quickly brushed it off, obviously intending to protect the Xie family.
She thought of Yan Zhui's half-smiling expression when he later talked about Guo Ruicheng's hexagram, and naturally she also remembered his weird appearance at that time, and then she tricked herself into jumping down. She suddenly felt her face getting hot again, and naturally she stopped. Go and think about it.
I have never heard of Shan Zheng, but Xie Yingrong can get along with him, so he is not an ordinary person. Otherwise, it would not be easy to become a guest of the Xie family.
She always felt that she was about to touch the edge, but when she thought about it carefully, she felt that it was confusing, and finally she didn't want to think about it anymore.
In the morning, I greeted Mrs. Cui of Zhao Guotai. The Xie family may have known for a long time that Yan Zhui was going to take her to Yueyang Tower for a walk. Mrs. Cui smiled after holding tea in the morning: "It's time to walk more, otherwise we will stay in the house." what to do?"
Zhu and others all nodded in response.
After leaving the gate of Cui's courtyard, there is a road leading directly to the back door of the inner courtyard.
The Xie family has a strict hierarchy and closely adheres to the rules passed down by their ancestors in the old days.
This house has many doors for entry and exit, and different people use different doors.
When Fu Minghua arrived at Xie's Mansion that day, he walked in through the front door because he was traveling with Yan Zhui. Normally, the front door was not open to ordinary people. Now he was led by his servants out of the back door. Yan Zhui leaned against the carriage statue. It's been a while.
Qi Shao led the horse and stood a few steps away from him. When he saw Fu Minghua and others coming out, Qi Shao's expression perked up.
"Your Highness, are you here so early?"
Fu Minghua was a little surprised. A stool had been placed beside the carriage. She held her skirt in one hand and lowered her head.
Mother Jiang and Bi Qing were sitting outside the carriage, and two second-class girls who followed were walking beside the carriage.
Qi Shao led the horse over, as if he was not prepared to follow.
Yan Zhui also grabbed the horse's reins, stepped on the stirrups, and jumped onto the horse's back. He sat firmly. When he turned around, he saw Fu Minghua leaning against the window and looking at him.
This movement was smooth and light, and it was even more chic when he did it. He was a little pleased, and he bent over and asked, "What are you looking at?"
"Look at your Highness." Fu Minghua answered calmly, with an undisguised smile on his face.
Yan Zhui is at a high-spirited age, and his birth status brings him a youthful arrogance that is fully displayed.
"What are you looking at, Your Highness?"
He squinted his eyes and smiled like a fox.
Fu Minghua¡¯s cheeks were slightly hot at first when he asked him, but then he calmed down again.
"Look at His Majesty's handsome appearance."
When Emperor Jia'an had not granted the marriage, Fu Minghua saw that Yan Zhui was most likely still calm and composed.
Whenever she met him after the marriage was granted, she was always flirted with by him several times and was unable to fight back, but she always ended up blushing and changing the subject.
At this time, Yan Zhui asked her again. Fu Minghua looked at him. Not only did he not look back, he nodded:
"I knew that Yuanniang admired me. In that case, I allowed you to keep looking at me."
Who wants to keep looking at him!
The blush on Fu Minghua's face gradually became thicker. She bit her lip gently. If she stopped looking at him, she would let him know that she was shy. If she stared at him, she would have agreed to what he said.
She hesitated again and again, but finally sat up straight and stopped looking at him.
Yan Zhui was so happy that it was hard to describe.
That day, he asked He Yuanshen for some ways to please the young lady, but according to his intelligence, he soon discovered that He Yuanshen's methods were not that effective.
"Otherwise He Yuanshen could make Fu Minghua happy by himself, so how could it be his turn?"
It would not work if you just followed He Yuanshen's method. He had gained some experience through his own exploration.
Fu Minghua was too conventional with him, did not act out of the ordinary, and was too calm.
If you follow her, it will be difficult to get what you want.
Since she is too reasonable, why should I reason with her?
Meng Xiaochun, who had inspired him when he was young, praised him for his outstanding natural beauty and his ability to draw conclusions from one instance. After he understood this, when he got along with Fu Minghua, he would rarely feel helpless because of her indifference.
It made her blush several times.
Yan Zhui remembered that he had rarely seen her bewitching when he met her before, and he couldn't help but curl his lips again.
"Yuan Niang, you promised to travel with me yesterday. I couldn't sleep all night. I was looking forward to seeing you and talking to you at dawn." HeHe bent down and followed the horse step by step to the side of the carriage. Seeing how her cheeks were so red but she clenched her hands to endure it, she felt indescribable fondness and love.
It¡¯s hard to describe that complicated feeling. Apart from the throne, he has never been so dedicated to one thing.
"Come closer and talk to me."
His eyes fell on Fu Minghua¡¯s folded hands, which he had once held.
He remembered again that he had held her ankle yesterday. The skin was as delicate as gelatin and was too soft to hold.
A girl¡¯s body is always different from his, every part is delicate and beautiful. He swallowed, his eyes gradually becoming fiery.
Fu Minghua looked at him with an unpleasant look, as if he wanted to eat her alive.
She reached out and grabbed the shawl tightly, wrapping her arms tightly.
Yan Zhui¡¯s eyes fell on her feet again. Those delicate feet were hidden in the hem of her skirt. He frowned. Fu Minghua obviously remembered what happened yesterday and shrank his feet again.
"What do you want to say, Your Highness?"
She interrupted Yan Zhui's gaze, and Yan Zhui slowly exhaled, his voice a little hoarse: "What are you hiding from?"
He won¡¯t eat her now!
"I'm not hiding." Fu Minghua said softly, but he didn't feel confident in saying this.
Fortunately, Yan Zhui did not ask any more questions, but instead said, "The situation in Shanzhou is not good. It may not last more than two days, and I have to leave tomorrow."
His eyes flickered, "Will Yuanniang miss me?"
Fu Minghua felt that Yan Zhui was becoming more and more difficult to handle. He looked at her with burning eyes, and she nodded:
"I'll think about it."
After she finished speaking, she raised her head and repeated seriously: "I'll think about it."
Yan Zhui was stunned for a moment, then when he came to his senses he couldn't help but laugh.
Fu Minghua¡¯s character has always been calm and dignified, but now when she looked seriously into his eyes and nodded to admit that she missed him, her expression was so serious and adorable.
She was serious, but it made Yan Zhui stop his smile, think about it, looked at her and said, "I will miss you too."
After Yan Zhui said this, he saw her shy eyes, made eye contact with him, and turned her head away.
He originally felt a little uncomfortable after saying this, but seeing her like this, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
??Fu Minghua couldn't do the shy action of lowering her head and burying her chin in her chest. Her personality made her sit upright even if she was shy, but held the hem of her skirt tightly with her hands.
The two of them were silent for a while, but they both had different feelings in their hearts.