Chapter 80

When the carriage arrived at the Xishan Courtyard, Fu Changxi raised his hand to lift the curtain of the car, and when he looked up, he saw Zhen Tingyun waiting by the door.

I saw her hair combed in double buns, and she was wearing a thin green shirt, but the color of the skirt was pale like a lotus leaf washed by the rain, and the skirt was light as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

In other words, she was at the gate of the courtyard at this time, like a summer lotus blown into the garden with the wind, the color was fresh and bright, especially fresh and pleasant, but it suppressed the bright red and purple in the garden.

Fu Changxi looked at Zhen Tingyun, and suddenly became nervous. He subconsciously straightened his sitting posture, and then slowly remembered the vassal king's uniform in the car that he had just changed.

Because Zhen Tingyun waited for him in the house or courtyard most of the time, so he didn't care too much when he changed his clothes. Of course, it can also be said that he really did not care about concealing his identity, and most of the clothes he changed were left in the carriage. Now that think about it, it's really careless...

Now, Zhen Tingyun is standing at the gate of the courtyard. If he takes a few glances in the carriage while he is getting off the bus, he will probably see the full set of dresses... Although he wants to confess, it is definitely not like this Way!

Fu Changxi's heart froze, and his back was also subconsciously straightened.

It was at this time that the carriage arrived at the gate of the courtyard. He maintained a solemn look on his face, got out of the car as usual, and then quietly blocked Zhen Tingyun's sight with his body.

Finally, he lowered the curtain to cover the carriage.

Fortunately, Zhen Tingyun didn't seem to be curious about his carriage, and didn't look inside from beginning to end.

Fu Changxi breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense shoulders gradually relaxed. Then he turned to look at Zhen Tingyun, and he was surprised when she saw two oil paper bags in her hands: "What are you holding in your hand? ?"

Zhen Tingyun immediately said: "Moon cake!"

She raised her head to look at Fu Changxi, her temples were like clouds, her eyes were black and bright, as if she was still smiling. I just listened to her crunchy addition: "The Mid-Autumn Festival is coming soon, of course I want to send moon cakes to you sir."

Fu Changxi couldn't help laughing, and said again, "Is it still called 'Sir'?"

Zhen Tingyun: "..."

Under Fu Changxi's gaze, Zhen Tingyun's face turned a little red.

Fu Changxi knew that she would definitely need some time to adapt and accept, but he didn't tease her any more, instead he stretched out his hand, ready to take the two oiled paper bags from her.

However, Zhen Tingyun put his hands behind him and stopped him: "Wait!"

Fu Changxi's brows moved slightly, and he turned to look at her with a little doubt in his eyes.

Zhen Tingyun finally became more rational and remembered his original plan. She put the two oiled paper bags in front of Fu Changxi, and said seriously, "You can choose one, I'll take the rest home to share."

Fu Changxi really didn't understand Zhen Tingyun's behavior of sending only one package of moon cakes and asking people to pick them. However, he soon felt that this was not without meritat least, it wasn't someone else who chose the rest for him!

Thinking of this, Fu Changxi convinced himself in his heart that it seemed acceptable to pick moon cakes. So, he cautiously looked at the two oil paper bags in front of him and asked, "Is there any difference in taste between these two bags of moon cakes?"

If one is sweet and one salty, he chooses the salty one - he has had enough of those sweet and greasy moon cakes.

However, Zhen Tingyun first pointed to the bag on his left: "This is sweet."

As for the bag on the right, because it was bought at a snack shop, she wasn't sure about the taste. She recalled the aroma of the moon cake and added, "This bag should be salty."

After listening to her words, Fu Changxi looked at the way she spoke, and suddenly understood something. He easily picked up the package of moon cakes on her left, and said calmly, "Okay, just this package."

When Zhen Tingyun heard this, he couldn't help but blink his eyes again, but the pear vortex on his cheek couldn't help showing it.

Fu Changxi knew that he had made the right choice, his expression remained unchanged, he pretended not to know anything, and said casually, "Let's go in and talk."

Because Fu Changxi chose the moon cakes she made by herself, Zhen Tingyun was in a good mood, nodded with a smile, and replied, "Well, let's go in and talk."

Fu Changxi couldn't help letting out a long sigh of relief: he never knew that getting out of the carriage and then entering the house could be so difficult in such a short way - he even had to endure two trials for it.

He is so difficult.

However, Zhen Tingyun obviously didn't intend to let him relax for too long, and quickly said: "But I can't stay here for too long, I have to go home before dark."

For a moment, Fu Changxi wondered if Zhen Tingyun had come here to torture him - called him out of the palace, brought him some cookies, and then moved quickly to leave him behind. ...

Just as they were talking, the two of them had already entered the house.

Fu Changxi took Zhen Tingyun and sat down at the table, poured tea for her in person, and then asked, "Have you thought about what I said last time?"

Zhen Tingyun took the tea cup from his hand and felt that the tea cup in his hand was a little hot. Hearing the words, his face became hot again. He quickly put the tea cup back on the table, raised his eyes a little nervously and looked at Fu Changxi. , replied seriously: "I thought about it carefully..."

Fu Changxi crossed his hands, looked at her face, and waited patiently for her answer.

Zhen Tingyun deliberately said what he had thought about in women's school: "I think, I really like you, sir."

This answer, no matter how many times I listen to it, is always easy to please. Therefore, Fu Changxi did not correct the title of "Mr.", but was a little alert in his heart: Generally, such good words are put in the front, and it is estimated that there will be "but" soon.

really!

"However," Zhen Tingyun bit his lip and spat out these two words, blinked his eyes, his eyes were black and white, like two pills of black mercury immersed in white water, and he looked serious when he looked at people, "I think it's just liking It's not enough either."

"Just like what I told you before, the conditions for picking up a husband and wife: good appearance, good character, clean family style, simple population, and no concubines. I really felt that as long as those conditions were met, no matter what How can I always live on, even if I don't have feelings, I can show feelings after getting along for a long time, and treat each other like a guest all my life. But then Princess Yan sent someone to send Lingzhi Ruyi, and I felt a little scared, I was afraid that I would marry the wrong person... ...After that, sir, you told me that, I think I really like sir, but when I think of our affairs, I am still a little scared."

Hearing this, Fu Changxi finally frowned: "What are you afraid of?"

Only then did Zhen Tingyun say: "I thought about it carefully, since I met him in the stable last winter, I have known him for less than a year. Apart from knowing your name, sir, and this other courtyard, I don't know anything more than knowing that you're working with the Regent."

Hearing this, Fu Changxi suddenly fell silent.

Indeed, at his age and status, he always habitually leaves some leeway for himself when he does things. Whether intentionally or not, he does cover up his own affairs and rarely discloses himself to Zhen Tingyun. thing.

Instead, it was Zhen Tingyun. Although Fu Changxi also sent a secret guard to follow her, Zhen Tingyun himself told him about many things—she trusted him so much, she never concealed anything from him, she was innocent and frank... ...and even telling her her name was fake!

Fu Changxi had a rare guilty conscience, and thought uncomfortably: Why don't we take this opportunity to confess?

When he thought of this, Fu Changxi's face became a little more solemn, and he said solemnly: "What do you want to know? You ask, I will tell you."

Zhen Tingyun wanted to know more about his husband. Seeing his promise, he didn't hesitate, and asked directly, "Sir, can you tell me something about your family?"

Fu Changxi pondered for a while, raised his hand to pour himself a cup of tea, and took a sip first.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Zhen Tingyun couldn't help but look at him suspiciously, and asked the one thing he was most worried about: "Are you already married and having children?"

"Don't guess." Fu Changxi put down the tea cup, raised his hand to cover her hand on the table, and then slowly said, "If I hadn't met you, I would never have thought about this in my life."

Fu Changxi's tone was firm and serious, and Zhen Tingyun felt happy when he heard it.

However, Zhen Tingyun didn't want him to see his joy, so he raised his head and hummed, "You bachelor, why do you sound so righteous and honorable?"

Fu Changxi pressed the back of her hand with his slightly calloused palm and gently rubbed the tender skin.

He spoke softly and said seriously: "Back then, I was angry and swore to my father that if I would never marry or have an heir in this life, I would never let his blood be passed on to me. After so many years, my father and brother have passed away. The old people are also buried under the loess... Sometimes, when I think of those things when I was young, I find it funny, I think it's mostly juvenile and a little naive. But, before I met you, I really never moved thought like that."

Zhen Tingyun's cheeks were getting hotter and hotter, but she still maintained her sanity, and then asked, "Your father and brother have passed away? Then, is there any family left?"

Fu Changxi thought for a while, and then said, "There are also a few aunts and uncles, a brother and a sister, and the nephews, nieces, and nephews that my brothers and sisters added to me... The rest are mostly distant relatives, so don't worry too much." As for Empress Dowager Zheng's widowed sister-in-law, Fu Changxi never took it to heart, so it was omitted.

Zhen Tingyun put his finger on the calculation, and found that his husband is really not alone. He couldn't help but sigh: "If you do the math, you have a lot of family members..."

As for Fu Changxi's nephews, nieces, nephews, etc., Zhen Tingyun didn't think much about it, treating it as a young child, he still muttered in his heart: If become an aunt or aunt in the future, should give it to the child? Ready for a meet and greet? Is it a collar or something...

Fu Changxi has been in the northern Xinjiang for these years, and he is used to being alone. Hearing the words at this time is just a light snort: "Actually, you don't need to pay much attention to them. Anyway, it is considered that the family has been separated, and now it is different."

Zhen Tingyun nodded when he heard the words, and felt that it was not bad - thinking about it this way, it seems that there is no mother-in-law, father-in-law, brothers and sisters are far away, and those distant relatives are even further away, no wonder he has never seen any relatives and friends by his side. . Now that think about it, this situation can be considered to meet her simple population requirements?

Thinking of this, Zhen Tingyun felt a little more relaxed.

Fu Changxi waited, but before she could ask again, he had to take the initiative to ask, "Is there anything else to ask?"

Zhen Tingyun was stunned, but then reacted, and said hurriedly, "I almost forgot!"

Fu Changxi's face remained calm, and his heart became extremely nervous, waiting for her next question, thinking about how to explain to her that he concealed his identity in the first place.

As a result, Zhen Tingyun followed up with a sentence: "I haven't asked Mr., what should I do with the affairs at the Yanwang Mansion?"

Fu Changxi: "..."

He took a sip of the tea cup with a bit of heartbreak, and the dryness in his throat eased a little, and then he said: "You don't have to worry about this, you can just keep that handle, Princess Yan should not mention it again. The door is married."

Zhen Tingyun was very curious: "Sir, what did you do to make Princess Yan change her mind?"

Fu Changxi drank the tea and said, "I asked her to tell her about you and me. She is not good at fighting mandarin ducks. Of course, she has to fulfill us."

Zhen Tingyun: "...This joke is too cold!"

Fu Changxi really felt that it was really hard to live a life when no one believed the truth.

Zhen Tingyun consciously asked about his husband's general situation at home this time, and also found out the attitude of Prince Yan's mansion towards her. He felt very relaxed for a while, and then looked at the sky outside the window.

The golden cloud on the horizon is descending to the west, the sunset glow is wispy, bright and splendid.

Zhen Tingyun was about to get up and leave: "It's getting late, sir, shall I go first?"

Fu Changxi felt a little bored, but he got up and said, "I'll take you off."

He sent Zhen Tingyun to the carriage all the way.

Only then did Zhen Tingyun remember the moon cake thing, and he grabbed Fu Changxi's hand in a hurry and reminded him: "The moon cake you chose was something I learned to make myself in a women's school, remember to taste it! Even if it doesn't go bad after a long time, it won't taste good either!"

Fu Changxi lowered his eyes and watched as she grabbed his palm.

Her hands were white and soft like her own. Even the fingers holding his palm were long and white, like spring bamboo shoots that were just peeled off. Because of a little force, her fingers were slightly curled, and her fingernails were pale pink, which looked like a little lotus with sharp corners.

Compared with her, Fu Changxi's hands were a little big, a little black, and a little thick.

However, their hands were still held together.

Fu Changxi's Adam's apple moved slightly, and suddenly felt a little dry mouth. He didn't hear Zhen Tingyun's words clearly for a while. It took him a while to react, and he replied vaguely, "Well, I see."

After Zhen Tingyun finished explaining, he realized after a while that he was still holding Fu Changxi's hand, and quickly released it.

Then, the curtain of the carriage was lowered, and Zhen Tingyun sat in the carriage and said goodbye: "Then, I'll go first, sir, you should rest earlier too!"

Fu Changxi watched the car drive farther and farther, and then turned back to the other courtyard.

The package of moon cakes sent by Zhen Tingyun was still there, wrapped tightly in oil paper.

Fu Changxi walked over, opened the oil paper bag, saw the small moon cakes inside, raised his eyebrows, and then squeezed a peony-shaped moon cake from the inside, put it to his mouth, and took a light bite: Sure enough, is sweet!

Sweet as candy!

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It was already night, but the Ci'en Palace was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

The Empress Dowager Zheng had already replaced the crimson gauze that she wore in the daytime, and now she was wearing a home-made lake-colored silk robe.

The Zheng family has been an official family for many generations, and Xiaozong had a first assistant. Even if Xiaozong abandoned him for some reason in his later years and was forced to retire, the personal connections accumulated by the Zheng family over the years in the dynasty are still there. So that after the emperor ascended the throne, he married the daughter of the Zheng family due to various considerations. Now there are Empress Dowager Zheng inside and Zheng Cifu outside. When the late emperor was in power, he couldn't manage many things because of his frail health. The Zheng family has many available manpower and connections under the management of these years.

Therefore, Empress Dowager Zheng had a heart this time, but Fu Changxi did not hide it from his heart. He just checked, and there was an immediate result. Even the people below were so thoughtful that they checked Zhen Tingyun's identity upside down and reported to the Empress Dowager Zheng carefully.

Even the matter that Princess Yan gave the Zhen family a hand of Lingzhi Ruyi didn't come to an end.

When Empress Dowager Zheng looked at this at this time, she naturally wouldn't think that Princess Yan wanted to hire a concubine for Fu Nianjia, but only thought that Princess Yan, who was the second sister-in-law, was giving gifts to Fu Changxi.

Even Princess Yan knew about this kind of thing, but she was kept secret.

If it hadn't happened suddenly today, don't know when would know!

Thinking about it, Empress Dowager Zheng tightened her fingers while holding the paper, her chest heaving violently, and her beautiful face seemed to be distorted for a moment.

She almost gritted her teeth and squeezed out a voice between her teeth: "Okay, so even Princess Yan, who is the second sister-in-law, knows about it! They are all clear in their hearts, and they only hide it from me! "

After speaking, Empress Dowager Zheng took a deep breath, suppressed her anger a little, turned her head and picked up the list of palace banquets on the case.

Thinking of the sentence Fu Changxi said before he left, "The queen mother is in charge of this matter", she also turned cold and instructed the palace servant in a low voice: "Add the name of the girl from the Zhen family!"

The palace servants hurriedly responded.

Empress Dowager Zheng suddenly calmed down again, and even smiled, tapped the case with her fingertips stained with Kodan, and said meaningfully: "I want to see what kind of woman can be called the regent. Wang Du is moved!"