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"Perhaps the crisis for this family will last for more than ten years or hundreds of years, but the eternal life that Cui thinks about is just a flower in the mirror and the moon in the water.
To put it bluntly, dynasties change, and when each emperor ascends the throne, what he wants is not to hope that his dynasty can be passed down for thousands of years.
"You go."
Mrs. Cui's trembling voice rang out. She turned around and made a sound of 'analyzing the suosuo', with her back to Fu Minghua. Her gray hair looked dull under the light, giving her a feeling of twilight.
The weather in April is no longer so cold. Even in Jiangzhou, it¡¯s time to change to silk. The lady was very afraid of the cold, and the three-story bed was still covered with thick curtains.
She was buried in the brocade quilt, her tone was a little tired, and she refused to turn around and face Fu Minghua.
"Then you go to bed early."
Ms. Cui closed her eyes and listened as the servants sent her out. She moved her steps softly and considerately, but Ms. Cui could not feel the ironing, but only felt an indescribable chill.
Mrs. Cui fell ill after her birthday.
Emperor Jia'an was probably happy to see the death of the only remaining imperial concubine who was granted the title of Crown Princess during the late emperor's time, but the Xie family served her even more carefully.
Mrs. Zhu stayed in Mrs. Cui's room for several days, not even daring to squint her eyes. After a few days, she looked haggard and lost weight. It was obvious that she had tried her best.
Fu Minghua¡¯s return journey is scheduled for the sixth day of May. If he leaves any later, it will get hot on the road.
Her birthday is in June, and she went home too late, so she might have to celebrate her birthday outside.
¡°I don¡¯t know if Mrs. Cui is in good health and she survived today after lying down for half a month.
When Fu Minghua left, she took Fu Minghua's hand and spoke earnestly, as if the conversation the night before had not left a knot in her heart.
The Xie family still sent a large number of gifts. When Mrs. Cui saw Fu Minghua off, she was supported by her two daughters-in-law with a smile on her face.
Mrs. Zhu hesitated for a while, but still came forward.
"Yuan Niang, I have something to tell you."
??Among the people who saw Fu Minghua off today, there was no Xie family.
This time back to Jiangzhou, Mrs. Xie seemed to know that Fu Minghua didn¡¯t want to see her and rarely appeared in front of her. She is now nominally a 'dead person' and can naturally see the light, so she cannot appear on such occasions.
"Your mother didn't come, don't blame her."
She spoke softly, and had been waiting for Ms. Cui for several days without rest. She no longer had the same aura as when Fu Minghua saw her for the first time, but looked haggard.
"It's just that I didn't teach her well."
Mrs. Zhu spoke calmly, she taught Xie Mrs. etiquette and rules, taught her strategy and judgment, taught her to be smart and have the attitude of everyone, she taught her everything, but she forgot to teach her the most basic responsibilities of motherhood.
"You were very similar to your mother at that time." Mrs. Zhu slightly raised her lips. Even under such circumstances, her demeanor seemed to be engraved in her bones, with the reserve and uniqueness of a daughter from an aristocratic family. arrogant.
The arc of that smile is just right, neither more nor less, making people feel unhappy.
"Write more letters back to Jiangzhou when you have time. Your great-grandmother likes you very much and will definitely be happy to receive your letters."
Mrs. Zhu looked back at Mrs. Cui, and then at Fu Minghua.
Fu Minghua responded: "I will."
"Let's get on the road quickly, don't waste time." Mrs. Zhu smiled, "Maybe the next time we meet is not far away." She was referring to the fact that when Fu Minghua and Yan Zhui get married next year, the Xie family may also come to Luoyang. .
Fu Minghua nodded again, and Mrs. Zhu watched Mother Jiang help the person up.
Fu Linyu's carriage is waiting outside the main residence of Xie Mansion. It has been waiting for a long time. The Xie family's house is layered with layers. When Fu Minghua came out, Fu Linyu was already a little impatient with the waiting, but he didn't dare to lose his temper with his sister-in-law.
Seeing the Xie family, Fu Linyu lowered his head and shrank into the carriage, not daring to show his face.
This time back to Luoyang, the journey was not like the delay when I went to Jiangzhou with Yan Zhui. Six months ago, the carriage entered Luoyang city.
Also traveling with them was Bai Tao from the Changping Marquis Mansion. He and Fu Linyu were sneaky and didn't leave when they were supposed to separate halfway. They probably wanted to sue Fu Minghua.
Back at the Marquis of Changle's Mansion, Mrs. Bai and Marquis Fu didn't have time to see Fu Minghua. She went back to the house to wash up first. Before her hair was wrung out, a servant hurriedly came to send a message, saying that the madam had called her to come. .
Bilan and others areLooking at the etiquette and etiquette list she brought back from Jiangzhou this time, Ms. Cui still put the biography of Mr. Sima in the gift for Fu Minghua. Aunt Jiang took it out and stored it carefully.
The girl who was delivering the message called out anxiously, so Aunt Jiang put down what she was doing, and while helping Fu Minghua twist her hair half dry, she and Biyun and others exchanged worried looks.
The Bai family sent someone to summon her, fearing that the fact that Xie was still alive would have been exposed, which meant that the person who came was unkind.
"Should I ask my slave to report a message to the palace?"
Mother Jiang¡¯s heart sank and she asked nervously.
Fu Minghua looked at his face in the mirror and smiled slightly: "No need."
After she said this, seeing that Aunt Jiang and others were still worried, she stood up. Her graceful figure was reflected in the polished bronze mirror. She held her collar and repeated One sentence:
"No need. It's nothing to be afraid of!"
Fu Minghua knew that Aunt Jiang wanted to deliver a letter to the palace, asking Concubine Cui to save her.
But she doesn¡¯t like to rely on others for everything.
There is still more than a year left before the wedding. Concubine Cui can protect her for a while, but it may not be able to protect her for life. There are some things that you still need to face by yourself. Otherwise, Concubine Cui may think that she is not Yan Zhuiliang. match.
She stood up and went out. Every step she took was calm and steady.
?????????????????????????? For some reason, seeing her calm appearance, Grandma Jiang felt that her originally panicked heart had calmed down a little.
The servants had already been sent out from Bai's courtyard. When she entered the inner courtyard, Yinhong was standing under the arched round door with her hands lowered, waiting for her. Apparently, she had been waiting for a long time.
"Madam is waiting for you in the house. Madam, please go in quickly."
The silver-red face still had a greenish-white color, and it was obvious that Bai had lost his temper before.
When Nanny Jiang was about to go in with Fu Minghua, Yinhong stopped her. Not only Nanny Jiang, but also Biyun and several others who were accompanying her were also stopped.
"You dare to stop me?"
Mother Jiang got angry. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that Bai's visitor today was unkind. She stopped the people and made it clear that she wanted Fu Minghua to go in alone.
Although she knew that Fu Minghua¡¯s character was not someone who could be rounded and squashed by the Bai family, Grandma Jiang had been in the Fu family for many years and knew the Bai family well. Seeing the battle in front of her, she was even more afraid that Fu Minghua would suffer a loss.