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The situation has been fluctuating recently. During the funeral of the Queen Mother, Prince Zhongxin of Xijing will definitely take this opportunity to make a big fuss.
Yan Zhui¡¯s hurried departure from Luoyang also had something to do with this matter.
When he left, he received a letter and left quickly. Fu Minghua guessed that it had an impact on the Xijing Incident.
In Luoyang, Rong Tuying must have gotten the news.
If he is not ready, he will definitely try his best to create something to cover up his purpose.
Yao Shi looked at the chessboard and laid out the endgame. He asked casually, and Fu Minghua smiled and said:
"What does Mr. Yao mean to me?"
She glanced at the chessboard, Yao Shi didn¡¯t even look up:
"Whatever you think it means is what it means."
He sat sideways on the chair. Although he was facing her as usual, Fu Minghua noticed that his body was only half covered with the chair, and he was not sitting as straightly as before.
This is a sign of growing respect for her, and it is obvious that Yan Zhui will achieve great things.
She knew something in her mind, and the smile at the corner of her mouth deepened:
"It seems I don't have to ask anymore."
Yao Shi was stunned for a moment, moved his hands for a moment, and raised his head. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but Fu Minghua saw the clue.
He looked down at his hands, then at the chess game. When he looked down again, he saw that he was sitting sideways on a chair, with his back straight.
Yao Shi immediately understood the reason why Fu Minghua said this, and couldn't help but sigh:
"You have a thoughtful mind and a sharp eye. I can't hide anything from you."
He had known that Fu Minghua was attentive, but now he felt even more about her delicate thoughts and how smart she was. She had already seen the clues before he said anything.
"Xiangzhuang's sword dance was aimed at Pei Gong. Rong Tuying attacked the concubine of Dulehou Mansion in Shanxi Province not only to plot against the wife of Changlehou Mansion."
Fu Minghua guessed it, and he no longer concealed it:
"This Mr. Sanlang is short-sighted, and Tu Ying has a deeper plan." He laid out the chess pieces and asked with a smile: "Can you guess?"
Yao Shi¡¯s words confirmed Fu Minghua¡¯s guess. Just as she was about to speak, Bi Lan came in a hurry, walked down the corridor and walked towards the pavilion. When Yao Shi saw this scene, he shook his head and sighed:
"I'm afraid that today's endgame cannot be solved again. It's a pity, it's a pity."
I don¡¯t know if the ¡®endgame¡¯ he is referring to refers to this Go game, or to the questions he raised.
Fu Minghua glanced at the chess game on the table. Bilan had already come around the path. He bowed and said:
"Princess, there is news from Jiangzhou. We are waiting for you at the Water Mirror Terrace."
Bilan didn¡¯t know whether it was because she was in a hurry, or because she kept walking all the way, and there were beads of sweat on the tip of her nose. She was so anxious that she glanced at Fu Minghua several times. It was obvious that the people from Jiangzhou were looking for her in a hurry.
Fu Minghua pondered for a moment, glanced at Biyun, and ordered her:
"Draw this chess game for me."
Yao Shi couldn't help but laugh. Apparently Fu Minghua was talking to him before, but he was still observing the chess game. I didn't expect that she would look so elegant and calm, and she would be so happy to see the hunter's heart, but she saw the girl's heart.
Biyun responded, and Fu Minghua hurriedly followed Bilan away. The sedan that came to greet her was waiting outside the front hall. She walked a few steps and asked Bilan:
"Who is coming from Jiangzhou?"
She didn¡¯t ask what happened in Jiangzhou, but directly asked, ¡®Who is coming from Jiangzhou? ¡¯ Bilan bit her lip, glanced around, lowered her head, and whispered:
"You will know when you go and take a look."
Although Bilan's expression was secretive, Fu Minghua guessed that the person coming from Jiangzhou must be a direct descendant of the Xie family's eldest family member. He even guessed whether Aunt Fu, who had just left, had returned. However, he did not expect that in the Shuijing Pavilion, there was a slender figure. The woman was sitting on a chair, holding a tea bowl and drinking.
When Fu Minghua came in, the woman put down the tea bowl in her hand slowly, revealing Mrs. Xie's face as clear and beautiful as an orchid.
Time has been particularly kind to her, and there are no traces of time left on her face.
She had a very simple comb on her shoulders, without any jewelry on her head, and her dark hair made her face even more beautiful.
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When her eyes turned around, Fu Minghua subconsciously supported her bulging belly.
Mrs. Xie's eyes followed her movements and fell on Fu Minghua's lower abdomen. Her eyes were a little lost and she didn't say anything for a long time.
Yesterday, Fu Ming, who sent Fu Minghua, stood behind her at this time. Obviously, Fu Yan met Xie on the way back to Jiangzhou.
The two looked at each other for a long time, and no one around them dared to say anything. Xie still looked so outstanding, even though she was just sitting there, she was still calm and unhurried, and her behavior was unhurried.
"Why are you here?"
Fu Minghua calmed down and stepped into the house.
She spoke gently and smiled slightly, and Xie's eyes showed a hint of melancholy.
"Let me take a look." She said warmly, her tone was soft and her voice was pleasant, and her eyes fell on Fu Minghua's belly:
"It won't be long before you give birth, right?"
Ms. Xie smiled slightly, but did not show her teeth. Every move she makes seems to be the etiquette of this boudoir, and the rules and upbringing given to her by the Xie family seem to have been engraved in her bones. She is like a beauty in a frame, and her every move is trapped in a picture frame. Will go out of line.
Fu Minghua nodded, "It's just the past two months."
Aunt Xue and Aunt Yu have been watching her very closely recently, and everyone in the house feels like they are facing a formidable enemy, fearing that she might start the attack in advance.
The people in the room who knew about this had very strange expressions when they saw this scene.
Especially Biyun and the others. When Mrs. Xie left Fu Minghua and struggled to survive in a situation like the Changle Marquis Mansion, they originally thought that she didn't want to see Mrs. Xie again. Even if she did, she shouldn't be so calm. That's it.
But at this time, it seemed like she was just seeing an acquaintance reunited after a long absence, and it was even as if Xie was no different from others.
Fu Minghua sat down, and Lu Wu carefully brought her fruit tea. She picked it up, looked at Mr. Xie and smiled:
"I thought that you would never want to set foot in Luoyang again in your lifetime."
Her plain words made Mr. Xie, who was holding the tea, tighten her lips and the hand holding the tea cup suddenly became harder.
Fu Minghua's words were already a bit heart-wrenching for Ms. Xie. She forced a smile, put the tea cup on the table, paused for a long time, then lowered her eyes, twitched the corners of her lips, and showed a shallow smile. :
"Your great-grandmother passed away, Yuan Niang, I just came to report to you."
She sighed, her expression calm, and the smile on the corner of her mouth looked a little melancholy.
Such a bombshell news was thrown out, and everyone in the room couldn't recover for a long time. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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