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Chapter 50:
The first thing Fu Rong woke up the next day was to touch the small mirror next to the pillow.
I didn't expect to bump into two things at once.
Fu Rong frowned and retracted his hand to see that it was Xu Jin's dragon-print jade pendant.
Thinking of being kissed off by him last night, Fu Rong was angry and put Jade Pei back under his pillow, and only raised the small mirror to check on his lips.
She was born white, in Lan Xiang's words, her face was not worse than Guan's tenderness, so although the nail print was much lighter, it was still very obvious. Fu Rong smashed the bed in annoyance. After a moment of sullenness, he raised the mirror again and gestured at it with his thumb and nail. He found that the crescent mark left by Xu Jin was two laps larger than hers. He immediately cursed Xu Jin. A dog blood sprinkler.
But no matter how much you scold you, you wonβt get away with the red marks.
Scars on the body can be covered with clothes. Forehead injuries can be covered with flower tin or wipe the forehead. What can she do under the nose?
After washing, Fu Rong turned his back to the two maids and applied the blood-activating and removing stasis ointment, and said, "Mei Xiang, go and talk to your wife. I won't go to the front for dinner today and tomorrow. I will send someone to us directly. Let the second young master listen, lest he owe him."
Everybody in the Fu mansion knew the temper of the three girls, Mei Xiang smiled and went to the front yard.
There is still some time before breakfast. Fu Pinyan and his wife are coaxing Guan together. After hearing Mei Xiang's reply, Fu Pinyan asked his wife in wonder, "What is the pinch?" Yesterday, the doctor was invited, and the daughter insisted not to watch. He wanted to go in. Look, I was also kicked out by my daughter.
Qiao laughed angrily: "I didn't look at it either. Fortunately, Lan Xiang served well on weekdays, or he would be punished for sure."
"Don't spank!" Guan'er understood the word punished and ran into the couch, covering his back and looking at his mother nervously.
A three-year-old child who is imaginary is rare when he has sex, and when he is angry, he will get angry with Joe's liver, just like Fu Chen when he was a child, so he has to be beaten twice.
Fu Pinyan laughed loudly: "Guan'er is really smart. After dinner, you go to accompany your third sister." Avoiding them, you won't even refuse to see your favorite brother, right?
So just after Fu Rong had breakfast, the Qiao family sent his mother, General Guan, to him.
Fu Rong hurriedly ordered Lan Xiang to put away the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the low table, and then ordered Mei Xiang to hug Guan and send her mother back first.
"Second Sister!" Brother Guaner walked in by himself, went into the room and looked on the couch with big eyes. He was happy when he saw Fu Rong and ran over here.
Fu Rong was hesitant to cover it with a ball fan, but when he saw his brother think about himself this way, he immediately threw the nail print behind his head. Signaling the two maids to go down, she bends down and lifts her brother onto the couch, hugs her and kisses her first: "Why did Guan come here?"
"I miss you." I have been coaxing by my parents, brothers and sisters, Guan's mouth is sweet, not only sweet mouth, but also sharp eyes. He reached out his hand and touched Fu Rong's nose, his big eyes were full of curiosity, "Here is red. !"
Fu Rong grieved and complained to his younger brother: "Is it ugly to be pinched?"
Guan took a closer look at her sister, shook her head, and curiously touched her fat finger twice, and asked in a low voice, "Does it hurt?"
Fu Rong's heart melted, fearing that his younger brother would be worried, and smiled: "It doesn't hurt, Guan doesn't want the crescent moon, my sister will also pinch one for you."
Brother Guan stared at the red crescent on her lips for a while, nodding expectantly.
Fu Rong grabbed his chubby hand and pressed the nail of his index finger on the back of his hand for a while. When he left, there was a little red crescent. Brother Guan looked down and looked very happy. Following the example of Fu Rong, he pressed a few for himself, and then pressed on the back of Fu Rong's hand.
Fu Rong deliberately refused to give him his back. Guan was anxious, and circled around his sister, insisting to help her crescent.
The siblings played happily for a day, and it was not until dusk that Fu Rong held a fan to personally send her reluctant brother back to the main courtyard.
After two days, the nail marks were finally wiped out.
Fu Rong happily combed the mirror, put on the pink tourmaline and butterfly hairpin bought at Ruyizhai and went to the main courtyard for breakfast.
Seeing that his daughter was finally willing to show up, Qiao groaned: "You have to hide from the slightest injury. How did you develop your temperament?"
Fu Chen sneered and said: "It's not what you are used to."
Fu Rong grinned and picked up a piece of stewed beef for his brother: "I also have my brother. I remember playing in the garden when I was bitten by a mosquito. My brother helped me kill all the mosquitoes. , Martial arts are superb."
Fu Chen blinked, "Why don't I remember? Are you dreaming?"
Fu Rong snorted and turned to coax his brother.
Fu Pinyan looked at the eldest son, and remembered something: "Is it the turn of the martial arts museum monthly contest today? Are you sure?" The wife and daughter set off at the end of the month, with the eldest son, staying in Beijing to participate in the selection of guards. Fu Pinyan attached great importance to the future of the eldest son, "I will go with you in a while."
Fu Chen was full of confidence: "Father waits and sees it, my son will definitely get you a leader."
Fu Rong took a sip of the crucian carp soup, and after wiping his mouth, he asked innocently, "Brother can beat Brother Liang?"
Fu Wan took a meal with Cai's hand, and his face slowly turned red.
Fu Chen shook his head regretfully: "He has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and I started later than him. I may be able to beat him in a few years, but the old man sent him out for errands a few days ago, and he won't have his share in this competition."
"What's the matter?" Fu Rong asked curiously.
Seeing that the eldest daughter was uncomfortable, Qiao gave her a fierce look: "Eat your meal, you talk a lot all day long."
Fu Rong curled his lips and snorted, "Then I asked Yingfang to go, and I haven't seen her for a while."
The Qiao family is not so foolish: "I want to see your brother try? Just stay at home, a group of boys dancing with knives and guns, what's so interesting?"
His mother was strict, and Fu Rong looked at his father pleadingly.
Fu Pinyan was about to speak, his left foot was suddenly crushed by an embroidered shoe, and he said helplessly, "Dongnong is obedient, help your mother coax your brother at home."
Saying so, his eyes quietly blinked at his daughter.
Fu Rong understood, and didn't mention it again at the dinner table. After leaving the table, he pretended to return to the lotus yard and sneaked halfway to the front door. Fu Pinyan's carriage was ready. Fu Rong quickly got into the carriage and turned to greet Lan Xiang, "You also come up first, don't ask my mother to see it." Father went out and his mother would definitely give it away.
With Fu Pinyan's consent, Lan Xiang was not afraid, and got into the car excitedly.
It didn't take long for Fu Pinyan and his son to come out. Fu Chen rode a horse and walked towards his Liangju. Fu Pinyan spoke to his wife softly: "Liang's family definitely wants to save meals. We won't be back at noon."
Qiao looked at him complainingly: "Then you should drink less wine and come back early after the dinner." It is rare for her husband to take a break and spend a whole day at home.
Fu Pinyan smiled and turned to the carriage. Qiao wanted to keep up. Fu Pinyan glanced at the sun in the east and persuaded her: "Go back, the sun is getting stronger, and you can basking carefully."
The husband was gentle and considerate, so Qiao stopped and waited for the carriage to set off before leading the maid back.
Inside the carriage, Fu Pinyan sternly urged Fu Rong: "This is at Xin Capital. When you arrive in the capital, you must listen to your mother, otherwise I will never let you go."
Fu Rong was very obedient: "Daddy don't worry, my daughter knows everything in my heart. Even when I get to Liang's house, I will hide with Yingfang on the second floor and take a peek. I won't let the people below see us." This is not the case between her and Liang Yingfang. The first time I did it, my father knew that he was willing to take her out.
Fu Pinyan looked at Lan Xiang again: "I will guard your girl every step of the way, and if something happens, I will sell you." His voice was cold and ruthless.
Lan Xiang knelt down immediately, reassuring that she would be optimistic about the girl.
Fu Pinyan stopped talking, and closed his eyes on the backrest. When the housekeeper tells his wife the truth, what will the wife think of to teach him?
The corners of the man's mouth curled up indistinctly, and the carriage turned out of the east alley.
At the end of the alley in the west, Xu Yan whispered to follow him behind him: "Look where Master Fu has gone, and see clearly that I go to Chaliao to find me."
The Chaliao he likes to go to is the family, and the person does not need to ask more, and immediately goes to the Fu Family carriage.
Xu Yan looked at the Fu Family door and sighed softly.
He remembered that Fu Chen also rested all day long. He wanted to visit Fu Family while he was at home. Maybe he had the opportunity to meet her and talk to her. Unexpectedly, it was only a moment of hesitation. He saw her sneak into the carriage. It was clear from the situation. It's telling her mother to go out with his father and brother, clever and playful.
"Yun Sheng, Yun Sheng help me..."
Her unconscious words that day sounded in her ears again.
At that time, was distressed and angry. Looking back, Xu Yan only feels that his heart beats faster and his mouth is dry.
She should like him, right? Therefore, he shouted so skillfully and intimately, as if the two were already married.
As long as it is clear, he will immediately go to ask his parents for instructions and come to propose marriage.
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Liang family.
Hearing that Fu Rong was here, Liang Yingfang immediately greeted him with his grandfather and father. After greeted Fu Pinyan, he took Fu Rong to a room on the second floor of the competition field, where snacks and tea were already prepared.
Fu Rong smiled at her: "Are you always hiding here to take a peek?"
Liang Yingfang was standing in front of the window poking the window paper for her. Hearing this, he gloated and said: "Yes, but today you are here, Uncle Li will have one more window."
Fu Rong glanced at the four small holes in the window, but he was amused and a strong reluctance surged in his heart. At the end of the year, when she is going to Beijing, Liang Yingfang will be married by the third young master of the Yuan family in the northwest. The two have only half a year left to fool around unscrupulously.
"Yingfang, next month, my eldest brother from the uncle's house in Beijing will get married. I will also go. I will bring you any gifts you want." She walked over and held her good sister's hand.
Liang Yingfang was not interested in gifts or anything, and asked her curiously: "Then when will you return?"
Fu Rong couldn't tell the specific date: "It's the end of May or the beginning of June."
Worrying that Qi Ce would plot against her again, her mother had the heart to let her stay in Marquis Residence. Fu Rong wanted to stay in the capital, but the family moved there together. Just herself, she would definitely miss them. Moreover, her parents were not around. She wanted to go out with the consent of the elder mother, Mrs. Hou, Mrs. Lin. Although Fu Rong only lived in Marquis Residence for just five months in his previous life, he did not feel the veiled contempt of the old lady and Mrs. Lin, knowing that they did not like themselves.
If her parents don't go, she will just be under the fence, and she will do nothing.
So Fu Rong had decided to come back with his mother after drinking the wedding wine.
The two talked while peeling melon seeds, chatting and chatting suddenly became lively outside. Without Liang Yingfang reminding him, Fu Rong leaned to the window and looked outside through two small holes.
In the center of the martial arts competition, there were about twenty strong teenagers. Looking around, his brother was white and tender, and he was the weakest.
Mr. Liang and Fu Pinyan sat side by side on the Wushu platform, and Mr. Liang, the father of Liang Yingfang, presided over the competition.
"Why is he here?"
Next to him, Liang Yingfang was puzzled, and Fu Rong instinctively looked at the gate of the courtyard, and saw Xu Yan walking in wearing a celestial cloud-patterned brocade robe, his handsome face bathed in sunlight, warm and moist like a beautiful jade.
He is noble, and Fu Pinyan and Mr. Liang stand up to greet him.
Xu Yanqian was polite and greeted one by one. After sitting down, he raised his head inadvertently, and his gaze slowly swept across the windows of the second floor.
Fu Rong couldn't help but hid to the side, biting his lips secretly.
Didn't this guy come to her on purpose?