Chapter 55 Still Remember the Old Oath

Although he only slept vaguely for a few hours, Fu Changxi was in good spirits when he woke up.

However, when he got up and changed his clothes, there was a slight delay, so that he happened to bump into Tang He when he went out.

Tang He came in to get the official document, just when he saw that his prince was about to go out, he was busy doing a salute, and when he lowered his head, he quietly raised his eyes to look at his prince, and he also saw the robe on his body, which was trimmed with dark flower embroidery. .

Fu Changxi's stature was originally extremely high, but today he wears a purple robe, and his hair is tied with a jade crown, making him even taller and taller.

At this time, he just walked to the door, most of his face was more clear in the morning light, with black temples like a knife, deep eyebrows, high nose bridge, slightly thin lips, so that his profile was thin and sharp. There is a blade-like sharpness in Junmei, which makes people dare not look at it for a long time, only to be stabbed in the eyes by the aggressive, almost incredible look.

When Tang He saw this, the thought in his heart became a little more certain, and he thought to himself: His prince was born like this, but his temperament was extremely cold. Colored robes, light and unobtrusive. Only on formal occasions such as entering the palace or going to court will he change into the prince's uniform. Because of this, Wang Ye's behavior of going out today and having to change another robe is very special.

Tang He thought so in his heart, but he didn't show anything on his face. He didn't even say anything. He just bowed and said to Fu Changxi, "Your Highness, the car is ready."

Fu Changxi nodded slightly, explained a few words, and walked away.

Seeing Fu Changxi's back gradually disappearing, Tang He breathed a sigh of relief - the more certain he was about that thought, the less he dared to break it.

To this day, Tang He still remembers that year.

Back then, he followed Fu Changxi into the Qianyuan Hall with him, and watched Fu Changxi throw the imperial decree back in front of Emperor Xiaozong.

At that time, Fu Changxi was young, and his appearance was extremely magnificent, even more sharp and threatening because of his anger, like a poisonous feather with blood sealing his throat, extremely beautiful.

His thick eyebrows were like swords, and his black eyes stared at Emperor Xiaozong. He laughed in anger, and said word by word: "You just have to make your dreams come true! Anyway, in my life, I will not marry a wife or leave an heir. Even if I die, I will never let your noble and extraordinary blood be passed down from me!"

After that day, Fu Changxi packed up his things and took people to Northern Xinjiang.

Not long after that, Emperor Xiaozong made up the imperial decree, naming his youngest son as King Su, and ordered King Su to vassalize the northern border. Although some people were secretly discussing it, Fu Changxi was angered by Emperor Xiaozong since he was a child because of the matter of Emperor Wu's noble concubine, and he was not holy. This matter is not very unusual, not to mention that many things happened in Beijing after that, it is really irresistible. Thousands of miles of northern Xinjiang.

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After so many years, Tang He still remembers every word that Fu Changxi said at that time, and the indescribable expression on his face when he spoke.

Therefore, over the years, many ministers have more or less persuaded Fu Changxi to marry a wife and leave an heir, but Tang He kept his mouth shut and did not persuade him a word. Not because he didn't want to persuade, but because he understood Fu Changxi's unshakable attitude. Until Fu Changxi was assassinated on the road, there was an accident, and he met Zhen Tingyun...

In the dark, Tang He seemed to finally see that little dawn, a glimmer of hope.

Standing by the door for a moment, Tang He suddenly turned around: It was so easy to encounter such a little hope, although it couldn't be broken, it couldn't just be watched...

Of course, this kind of thing is also very dangerous, you still have to find someone to take the blame in advance, oh no, they are doing things together and carrying things.

So, Tang He went to Xie Qiuyan to discuss the matter - neither the prince nor the girl Zhen were enlightened, and they had to find a way to find an opportunity to push them.

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Fu Changxi went out today, and Tete prepared a small box of things for Zhen Tingyun.

Since Zhen Tingyun felt that the jewels, jade and gold items he sent last time were too valuable and refused to accept them, Fu Changxi put more thought into it this time, and found some copybooks, books and other items from his own library, all of which were under Zhen Tingyun's eyes. If you can use it, you can ask her to take it to the women's school to use it.

In addition, Fu Changxi also prepared some spices - he paid a little attention, and found that there was a fragrance making class in the first year of women's school. Many famous ladies had studied since childhood, but Zhen Tingyun was a village elder. Great, guess don't know at all. Instead of asking her to rush out to buy those spices that are not good or bad, it is better to prepare them in advance for her. What's more, like Qi Nan, Dipterocarp, Sandalwood, etc. are all very expensive, and with Zhen Tingyun's little wealth, it is estimated that he really can't afford it.

Fu Changxi thought very well, but he didn't say much after seeing Zhen Tingyun, he just said: "You will go to the women's school in a few days, and it will be inconvenient to go in and out, so I thought of preparing something for you. It can be used in the future.”

Zhen Tingyun didn't understand this either. He flipped through the copybooks in the booklet in the small box. He felt that it was very appropriate. When he turned to the back and saw the spices that were placed separately, he was a little curious and asked, "What is this?"

"Spice. I heard someone say: You female students have to learn incense making in the first year. I thought you didn't understand this, so I asked someone to buy some commonly used spices." Fu Changxi said casually, without mentioning the spices The price, just said, "This will save you from buying it yourself."

Zhen Tingyun didn't understand this either, but looking at the box full of things, the jade-snow-like cheeks were getting dizzy.

Seeing her like this, Fu Changxi couldn't help frowning and asked, "What's wrong?"

Zhen Tingyun wasn't shy after all, blushed, but still said what he wanted to say: "Actually, I also have something I want to give to you, sir. Just looking at your good things, I'm too embarrassed to take them out. "

However, Fu Changxi didn't expect this, and he couldn't help but startled when he heard the words.

He couldn't tell what it was like for a while in his heart, his face had softened, the corners of his mouth twitched, but his tone was still light: "What? Let me see..."

Zhen Tingyun thought for a while, then turned around and took out a pair of soft-soled shoes from the things he brought, and whispered, "On the way back to Beijing, I just thought that you taught me so much, sir, and I am also a student. You should do something to honor you, sir. So, I quietly memorized your size, sir, and wanted to make a pair of shoes for you, but I am not good at sewing..."

As she said that, she glanced at the shoes in her hand again, feeling a little ashamed, and added two words: "Although it is not very good-looking, the soles of the shoes are made of well-chosen fabrics and layered layer by layer. , warm and breathable, it must be very comfortable, and you can wear it lightly at home."

I remember at that time, when Ma Lantou brought Fu Changxi back, Fu Changxi was soaked all over, and he still borrowed the old clothes from the inn clerk. Later, Zhen Tingyun recognized his husband and learned from him. Although he didn't fix anything for the bundle, he still had to buy clothes. It is for this reason that Zhen Tingyun has Fu Changxi's size here, and at that time he also wanted to make some clothes for people to show his intentions.

It's a pity that Zhen Tingyun didn't like to do needlework since she was a child. On the way back, Mrs. Zhen urged her many times. In the end, she didn't make a few pairs of socks for Zhen's father or Zhen Hengzhe, except that she was too lazy to please them, because she really did needlework. no. Therefore, Zhen Tingyun is self-aware of what he wants to do for Fu Changxi - her craftsmanship, small things are fine, big ones, cotton robes, etc., it is estimated that she can do it from this winter to the next winter. So you can only pick small pieces to do. She thought about making socks, after all, it's simple, but it's a close-fitting thing, so it's okay to make it for my parents and brothers at home, if it's outsiders, it's out of date. After thinking about it, Zhen Tingyun had to quietly make shoes for Fu Changxi. Anyway, this old lady Zhen taught her, and there are sizes, so just try to make them.

As a result, Zhen Tingyun was busy studying on weekdays, and her needlework skills were very unfamiliar. She did it all the way until she returned to Beijing, and the two separated at the inn. She hadn't finished a single shoe, so she was even more embarrassed to mention this. .

That is, back to Zhen's house, Zhen Tingyun was bored in the house all day, apart from reading books and practicing calligraphy and blowing flute, he had time to take out his unfinished shoes and put a few stitches on them. After a long time, it's still done. A few days ago, was packing up the things was going to bring to the women's school, and happened to see this pair of shoes that were half finished. Zhen Tingyun was cruel, so he stayed up for a few nights and finished the shoes before school. Today is just in time. Send it to Fu Changxi.

Fu Changxi took the shoes and looked at them. He was actually satisfied, but he was always a little awkward. After looking at them, he said critically, "Are your toes a little crooked?"

Zhen Tingyun was originally embarrassed, but when he heard the words, he was even more embarrassed. He raised his hand to take the shoe back from his hand, and hummed, "If you don't want it, return it to me!"

Fu Changxi raised his hands a little higher, not asking her to reach for the shoes, but he answered without hesitation: "How can you send something back and ask for it?"

Having said that, Fu Changxi put away the shoes himself.

Zhen Tingyun opened his eyes wide and glared at him angrily.

Fu Changxi was stared at by her like this, but he couldn't help laughing. He reached out and rubbed the top of her hair, admonishing, "Remember to be more upright next time."

The pale golden sunlight penetrated the window lattice, folded into the house, and shone on Zhen Tingyun's slightly raised face. The face was white, and the cheeks were full of pale pink, just like a pink rose that bloomed just right in spring, delicate and delicate. Want to drip.

As a result, Zhen Tingyun turned his head away, and said coldly and unfeelingly: "There will be no next time!"

Do it again is a dog!

The author has something to say: Fu Changxi: In my whole life, I will never marry a wife or leave an heir.

Zhen Tingyun: Doing it again is a dog!

at last

So fragrant!