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82_82655 Lin Shaotang left, and Fu You entered the bamboo house.
He did not close the door.
The bamboo house was divided into the interior and the exterior. He stopped in front of the curtain of the interior and listened to the movement inside.
No sound was heard, but a faint fragrance floated out along the gap in the curtain.
Fu You quickly backed away, and when the heat in his heart subsided, he took out the veil and tightly covered his mouth and nose, and quickly walked into the house.
He saw a slender figure lying on the bed, a long skirt with a water-green quilt and white background, gently rubbing his legs with his back, as if it were itchy. Fu You didn't look any more, his eyes swept across the closed windows in the room, and quickly fell on the celadon incense burner under the table, where half of the finger-long incense was burning.
Fu You strode towards the table.
Shen Qing noticed something was wrong, and forced her body to throb and turned around. Just about to call out "Cousin Tang", she saw Fu You's cold profile. A bad premonition suddenly rose in her mind, and Shen Qing's thoughts turned sharply, and she begged in a weak voice: "Third brother, you save me, I was drawn here... Third brother!"
However, Fu You didn't even look at her, pinched the incense and moved away with the incense burner.
Shen Qing was very anxious, and when she was nervous, the fire in her body seemed to have been splashed with oil suddenly, and it rose up. It burned her to walk unsteadily, and fell limply to the ground, calling out to the third brother with a loud voice, soft and charming.
Fu You heard it, but he was indifferent, put the incense burner on the side window sill, took the door of the bamboo house from the outside, and ordered the chief follower to report to Mrs. Lin, and then go to Dali Temple to invite Lord Marquis back.
Shen Qing seduce Lin Shaotang with these three indiscriminate methods. Fu You has thousands of ways to make her life worse than death, but after all, she is the only bone and blood left by her aunt in this world. Fu You doesn't want her father to suffer from pain. He just wants his father to see Shen Qing's true face clearly. Fu You believes that if he sees it clearly, his father will never leave Shen Qing to live in Marquis Residence.
This is enough. What he wants is the peace of the house, as long as Shen Qing leaves, whether she is good or bad has nothing to do with Fu Family.
After half an hour, Fu Pinchuan hurried back.
Shen Qing has been knocked out by the confidant of Mrs. Lin and taken back to the wing.
Fu You motioned Fu Pinchuan to look at two things on the table, and said with a calm face: "In the morning I went to Wufu Hall to greet my grandmother. My cousin gave me this note. I felt wrong, and worried that my cousin was stubborn and decided to see her. On the one hand, explain the truth to her, who cares about cousin..."
Fu Pinchuan was unheard of, staring at the note in his hand in disbelief. Of course he recognizes Shen Qing's handwriting. Shen Qing's thoughts towards her son...
The old lady did mention that she wanted to give Shen Qing to the second son, but at first he agreed, until Shen Qing tried to seduce the prince.
Fu Pinchuan put down the note, his eyes fell on the incense burner next to him.
Mrs. Lin sat there in a daze, followed his gaze, and said tiredly: "Lord Marquis, our big house is not pretty when it spreads out. I have already told the people below to not let them leak a word. It’s just that Runzhi already has a sweetheart, and the old lady still wants to match him with his cousin, and even take out those things..."
Fu Pinchuan closed his eyes.
There was indeed something in my mother's hands that was not on the table. When my father was a child, my mother used this method to keep her father. When the father found out, he became more reluctant to see his mother, and the husband and wife became enemies.
Just about to speak, I heard my wife cry in a low voice: "She is an elder, I shouldn’t say anything disrespectful, I just ask Lord Marquis to marry the girl out soon, whether it’s out of town or the capital, Runzhi has passed away. I’m in Sanfang, and I don’t want to ruin his marriage. Xingzhi has no concubine room by his side, and Runzhi has many expensive concubines around him before he gets married. How does the Han family think about us? Runzhi likes his cousin. can……"
"Needless to say, Madam, this is my carelessness." Fu Pinchuan sighed silently, turned and walked outside, and calmly said when he walked to the door: "There is still something to do with the yamen, I will go back first, Runzhi, you arrange someone, and you will be seen immediately. When your cousin returns to Ganzhou, you must deliver her safely, and then personally write a letter to your uncle, saying that your cousin is older and there is no suitable person in the capital. Ask him to arrange the marriage."
Just leave.
Fu You bid farewell to his mother and went out to arrange candidates.
Mrs. Lin went to the wing room.
Shen Qing was still in a coma, and his face was abnormally red. For his own reputation, Mrs. Lin did not hire a doctor. Now looking at this very scheming little girl, Mrs. Lin really wanted to pour a bucket of cold water to wake her up and tell her what she was about to face.
But she didn't. She didn't want to hear Shen Qing crying. It's best to walk quietly like this.
The Shen family fell in the middle of the family, and had to move back from the capital to Ganzhou. With ancestral wealth, it was considered a big family in the local area. But her sister-in-law was afraid that she would be wronged by her daughter, so she entrusted Shen Qing to Marquis Residence on the dying, but the sister-in-law probably couldn't think of it. The daughter was not righteous, and completely offended Marquis Residence, who treated her like her own daughter, and was about to return to her biological father who was only related by blood and not nurturing.
Mrs. Lin smiled, and finally glanced at Shen Qing's delicate face.
She believed that Master Shen and his step wife would choose a good family for the beautiful eldest daughter.
Before sunset, Shen Qing was personally escorted out of the capital by the second housekeeper of Marquis Residence. As for when she woke up, and whether she would cry after waking up, only the person who sent her would know.
Fu Rong also got the news.
Fu Rong didn't know what Shen Qing did, and she didn't care. She only knew that Fu Bao didn't need to be stupid in this life.
In a good mood, Fu Rong looked in the mirror and tried on this summer's new clothes. After watching for a while, he ordered Lan Xiang to turn over last year's skirt.
She never wore season clothes. Lan Xiang looked for it in confusion and picked a few sets that Fu Rong didn't wear last year.
Fu Rong tried tirelessly, and finally came to the conclusion that the extra flesh she was pregnant hadn't been completely reduced.
"You will only fool me!" Fu Rong scolded the two maids with staring eyes.
Mei Xiang Lan Xiang glanced at each other, and didn't know how to comfort them.
Because there is no need to appease at all, my princess will regain her original figure within three months after giving birth. In their view, the only difference between the princess and the princess is that her breasts are more bulging. If it weren’t for her to measure again and again with a ruler, Their naked eyes did not see where the princess was fat.
They admire such a figure very much, the princess is really...I don't know the blessing in the blessing.
"Take the cushion out, I want to train my legs." Fu Rong stared at the mirror for a long time before finally speaking.
"Practice now?" Mei Xiang asked in surprise.
Fu Rong nodded and looked at the sky outside. It is estimated that Xu Jin will have to wait a while before coming back, enough for her to practice for a quarter of an hour, "Get hot water, and I will take a shower after practice."
The two maids had to make arrangements separately.
Fu Rong walked to the bed and kissed his sleeping son.
Things were ready soon. Fu Rong sent Mei Xiang Lan Xiang out, put on a tulle nightdress and lay on the soft cushion to practice legs.
I didn't practice for a year, and was out of breath quickly.
However, in order to recover his figure as soon as possible, Fu Rongle had to endure hard work. The more tired he was, he seemed to be one step closer to the slender waist and thin legs.
With her eyes closed, she bit her lip and persisted, too focused, not even knowing when Xu Jin walked in.
The beauty was lying on the ground, her tulle dress was dampened with sweat, and her slender legs swayed alternately, making him angry.
Xu Jin likes to watch Fu Rong toss like this the most. After not seeing him in a year, it is a pleasant surprise to come back today to feast his eyes.
Quietly undressing, Xu Jin sat down slowly, sitting on his clothes, looking up and down along his wife, and then when Fu Rong was too tired to lift his legs, he collapsed on the cushion and gasped for breath. At that time, he pressed up abruptly.
Fu Rong let out a scream!
Xu Jin covered her mouth in time: "Hush, don't wake up my son."
Fu Rong looked at the two legs he was forced to lift up, and then at the man kneeling in front of him, weakly persuading him: "Don't make trouble, Lord, I'm all sweaty on my body, don't dirty Lord..."
"Thick sweat is also fragrant." Xu Jin looked at her with a smile, and slammed forward suddenly.
A lot of sweat is good, so he doesn't have to bother.
He was anxious like a torrential rain, and Fu Rong was already exhausted. How could he stand the tossing about him, knowing that he could not escape, Fu Rong begged in a low voice, "Master, let me go, my legs are sore, you, can you let me lie down? "
Xu Jin gently pressed her lower abdomen, "Don't you want to lose weight quickly? I'll help you lose weight."
It's serious and shameless.
Fu Rong was so angry that he stretched out his leg and kicked him, and refused to give it to him honestly. Xu Jin just liked her so and didn't hide. He just concentrated on cleaning her up. When Fu Rong exhausted his last bit of strength, he picked her up and helped her lose weight , Look at her furious and helpless squeaky appearance.
So Fu Rong’s leg training this time was delayed from a quarter of an hour to half an hour in the plan. In the middle, Xu Jin asked her to train her arms and waist. Fu Rongru was a captive defeated general who could not escape, so she had to let others compete. mill.
Zhen woke up, and Fu Rong's arms trembled when he hugged him.
Xu Jin was afraid that she would fall with her son, so she asked Ying to help her hug Zhen.
Fu Rong gave him a fierce look and lay on the bed to feed his son.
Xu Jin sat aside and watched, talking to her softly, with a dull and lazy voice after the meal: "Father, let us take Zhen into the palace tomorrow, and show the two elders."
The child couldn't resist tossing before the full moon. Now that he is a little older, he can be taken into the palace to show his mother.
Hearing what he said was serious, Fu Rong sighed for a while, turned his head and asked, "Did you tell your father about Zhen's stinky temper? Don't enter the palace, Zhen doesn't want to hug his father, he is angry." Concubine Shu Fu Rong is not afraid, just because Emperor Jiahe cares about children.
Xu Jin kissed her as she was still beautiful, and said softly: "After that, the father still praises him for his temperament. Don't worry, the father likes his grandson and he doesn't care about such trivial matters."
Fu Rong lowered his head, looked at the little guy who was eating right in his arms, and gently touched his head: "Did you hear that? Tomorrow we are going into the palace to see the emperor grandfather. Zhen must be obedient to see the emperor grandfather. You make the emperor grandfather happy, so he likes you."
Zhen's small mouth is not loose, and her big black eyes stared at her mother curiously, not understanding what she was talking about.
Fu Rong liked it so much. After feeding her son, she regained some strength and hugged the little guy to kiss.
Xu Jin likes both big and small, and after a while, he ordered the maids to put dinner in the inner room.
The maids retired. Just as Fu Rong was about to get out of bed, Xu Jin held her shoulders and smiled and said, "It's a hard work today. I'll feed you."
He took the initiative to please, Fu Rong looked at him with a smile.
Tonight, the kitchen made chicken noodle soup. It was hot in summer and the noodles were a little hot. Xu Jin stirred up a column of noodles and circled them a few times. When the noodles were almost wrapped around the chopsticks, they passed them to Fu Rong on a porcelain plate. before.
He is shameless nowadays, and attentive and considerate when he is gentle. Fu Rong smiled sweetly: "The prince is really nice." After speaking, he opened his mouth to pick it up.
Xu Jinfeng narrowed his eyes and suddenly returned his chopsticks.
Fu Rong was stunned, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that the man was laughing horribly, and he suddenly stopped getting angry.
Xu Jin quickly handed it back: "Eat, I won't tease you this time."
Fu Rong bit his lip and decided to trust him again.
I didn't expect Xu Jin to move the chopsticks away.
Fu Rong was so angry that he was about to scold him, and Zhen giggled suddenly from his side. Fu Rong turned his head, and saw the stinky boy looking at his dad laughing, showing his pink gums, his short legs kicked happily.
Fu Rong was angry and laughed, lowering his head to bite his son's little cheek.
Xu Jin swallowed when he saw him, and secretly put the chopsticks into his mouth while Fu Rong was making trouble for his son, and quickly picked up another post.
When he came back, he practiced legs with her for a long time, and he was also hungry... (www..)