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    The news that Xiao Zhu sent to Yin Lizhi was not so much a sign of pity for Yin Lizhi, as the four surnames share the same spirit, but rather that the Xie family took this opportunity to ask questions and see the emperor's attitude towards the family.

    So at this time, Yin Lizhi's request cannot be ignored, and at the same time, Xie's heart must be appeased.

    The Xie family delayed the opportunity and sought a way to rescue them, so why did the imperial court do the same?

    But when she remembered the arrogant and willful Yin Lizhi, she still shook her head and sighed.

    She is like a fire, bright and bright, which will hurt people if they get close to it, but it will eventually burn out.  When she married from Huainan to Luoyang, with such a personality, she probably never expected that she would choose the exact same path as Xie.

    The vivid face in her memory gradually became sharper later on. I'm afraid she herself should have felt it. Although she didn't admit it, her temperament had changed drastically.

    Fu Minghua brushed her skirt and smiled:

    "Let's not talk about her anymore, where is Zhao'er?"

    Before the wet nurse could bring her son, Yan Zhui came over first.

    The weather outside is gloomy and the cold wind is blowing, as if a winter rain is about to come.

    "Yin Shi committed suicide?"

    The two of them walked around the long corridor of Guanfeng Hall and headed towards Shangyang Palace.

    He also got the news of Yin Lizhi's death. Fu Minghua nodded and lowered his eyes to look at the two people's clasped hands. The closer he got to Shangyang Palace, the closer he got to Luoshui.

    It¡¯s almost November, frost has begun to form on the river, and it¡¯s freezing cold.

    In such a winter day, his hands were very warm, wrapping her hand tightly in his palm.

    "She asked people from Jiangzhou to send news that she wanted to donate weapons and armor of the Yin family in exchange for people from the Xue Mansion to be buried with the Yin family."

    Speaking of this, Fu Minghua couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. Yin Lizhi fought back before death and wanted to bite off a piece of Xue Mansion's flesh, which was consistent with her previous temperament.

    Yan Zhui listened to her words and couldn't help but hold them in his mouth and reflect on them:

    "The person who asked Jiangzhou?"

    He turned his head and meant something.

    As the couple talked, they already knew that the people in Jiangzhou were willing to intervene in this matter.

    Fu Minghua nodded subtly, and Yan Zhui laughed softly:

    "Then it will be as she promised."

    Such a decision also coincided with Fu Minghua's original plan. The two exchanged a few words, but Fu Minghua did not ask him again what he wanted to do with the Yin family.

    After bypassing the long corridor and entering Shangyang Palace, Yan Zhui took her hand and walked to the northwest palace terrace.

    The location is high, and standing on it can have a panoramic view of Luoshui below. When the wind blows from the river, before Fu Minghua wraps up her fur, Yan Zhui has already unfolded his cloak and pulled her into his arms.

    "Look there."

    He put one hand on Fu Minghua's arm, pointed at the water, and tilted his head to talk to her.

    Yan Zhui looked at the direction of his finger, which seemed familiar.

    Not far away is the covered bridge connecting the upper and lower palaces in Luoyang Palace. At the invitation of Duke Wei, she passed by here by boat and met Yan Zhui.

    He gently rubbed his palms between her arms through the thick clothes. When he turned to look at her, his eyes were deep: "At that time, I heard that you were invited to go boating in Luoshui. I will wait for you here."

    He was still young at the time and had a vague fondness for her. After hearing the news, he tried his best to come to Shangyang Palace and wait.

    Even when he stood on the palace stage, he didn't know whether Fu Minghua would come here. Just based on the thought in his heart, he waited here for two quarters of an hour, watching her boat come here, and she  While he was still looking at the scenery on both sides of Luoshui River, he was already standing on the palace platform, taking a panoramic view of her.

    "At that time, I was thinking that people from Duke Wei's mansion had posted a banquet for many people in Luoyang."

    Now that he is pregnant with a beautiful woman, he still grits his teeth when he mentions the words 'Guo Guo Gongfu'.

    Fu Minghua looked up at him with a smile. His hair was pulled up, his eyebrows were deep, and his nose was strong. He stared down at her, and his breath blew on the top of her head as he spoke:

    "Luoshui is so wide. I will wait here. If I can see you, you will be mine."

    It later proved that God was also deliberately bringing the two of them together, giving him hints and opportunities at every turn. The moment her boat floated far away from the foggy water, Yan Zhui was determined to win her, and he never thought about choosing.

    That day, Concubine Cui asked him solemnly if he would regret it.

    What does it mean to choose her over Wei Minzhu? What was Yan Zhui like when he was young??Clearly.

    He chose an extremely difficult path. When he took the head of Lun Qinling, he almost returned to Luoyang with his life.

    But at the moment when he made great achievements, he was not happy that he had taken the credit and won the praise of Emperor Jia'an, but he was happy that the distance between him and her was getting closer.

    His marriage to her had nothing to do with profit and future, he just hoped that he would be strong enough to embrace her openly without interfering with family interests.

    Fu Minghua raised her head and accepted his gentle kisses on her forehead and between her eyebrows. The words he said seemed to bring her thoughts into the time scroll of a few years ago.

    His pride is visible on the outside, but his temperament is restrained and cautious, and his defenses are as deep as a mountain, making people look up to him.

    She is different from him. If the arrogance brought by Yin Lizhi's family background is floating on the eyebrows, she is hidden in her bones and blood, scattered in every gesture, every look, and every movement.

    Yan Zhui is like a mountain, strong, cold, and oppressive, but she is like water, gentle and gentle, but calm, taking his reflection into her arms.

    No matter how high the mountain is, it always complements her.

    She was moved by Yu Yanzhui's feelings for her. He didn't say anything at that time, but she just resisted. Thinking about it now, she felt a little regretful in her heart.

    "I promised you that I would go boating with you on the Luoshui River during the Spring Festival." A dark color flashed across his eyes quickly, and he stretched out his hand to straighten Fu Minghua's wind-blown hair, his eyes as deep as the sea:

    "Yuan Niang, should you agree to my request?"

    She nodded, her hands covered by his cloak wrapped around his waist, and asked him gently:

    "What does Saburo want?"

    The two of them went to Yang Palace and recalled the past scenes, which made her feel soft. She was surrounded by his breath, and the cold wind in winter didn't feel so cold anymore. He put his hand on the side of her cheek and hooked her.  He raised his face, lowered his head and whispered in her ear:

    "Will you agree to anything?"

    When he spoke, the hot air caressed her ears gently, and Yan Zhui's tone felt a little off.

    As if intentionally or unintentionally, his lips gently bit her crystal clear earlobe. Fu Minghua's cheeks were slightly red, and he vaguely felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong. Hearing his urging questions, he felt dizzy again.  He nodded again awkwardly, and curled his lips:

    "Next time on the bed, I want to enter from behind. Don't say no."

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