Dou Ping stayed in Liangzhou for five or six days, and finally got a detailed understanding of the government affairs of the counties in Liangzhou. Now Liangzhou's government affairs and military affairs have been on the right track. Dou Ping seems to be leisurely on weekdays, but in fact he has no weak control over Liangzhou at all.

Dou Ping had been busy all day, and when he returned to the provincial governor's mansion, Fu Xin Diao Chan and Xie Yiyi were having meals. Dou Ping looked at the people and said, "Are there any? Come to me too."

Diao Chan stood up and made a bowl of porridge for Dou Ping. Dou Ping sat down with a golden knife and took the bowl and started eating. "Xie Yiyi, are you going to go back to Jizhou to worship your ancestors?"

Xie Yiyi didn't say anything but nodded, with expectations in her big eyes, she was afraid that Dou Ping would not agree to her going.

"If you say something, let you go." Dou Ping knew that this little girl would not speak or speak, and would act properly. Dou Ping always liked to tease her.

Dou Ping had just finished speaking and glared at her two murderous eyes. Fu Xin knocked Dou Ping with chopsticks. Diao Chan glared at Dou Ping fiercely. Dou Ping shrugged innocently and said with a smile, "It's been prepared long ago. Your parents' tomb has been repaired. Let's go tomorrow, but you can't come back before the New Year."

Xie Yiyi swallowed the porridge in her mouth and said gratefully, "Thank you. Dou Anzhi. But whether you eat or sleep or not is a rule, you must abide by it in the future."

"I understand, I'm a little rigid." Dou Ping pinched Xie Yiyi's pretty face that was a little fat.

"Dou Anzhi, men and women are not allowed to have sex. I am already ten years old this year, and it will be 11th after the New Year. You are not allowed to do this again in the future." The little girl said with a blushing face.

Dou Ping looked embarrassed, which made Fu Xin and Diao Chan laugh. This big man should be the little girl who can make him look like this.

"Ping, I know. After going to Jizhou to worship his ancestors, I will go to see General Huangfu. His father-in-law and Jianshou miss you very much, and they will ask you every time they write a letter." Dou Ping's shamelessness recovered after a while. Although Huangfu Song asked Xie Yiyi to come to Liangzhou with Dou Ping, since Huangfu Ling's death, Huangfu Song has regarded Xie Yiyi as his own daughter.

Xie Yiyi nodded, "I miss you very much too. What about your adoptive father, your elder brother, and Sister Ling'er."

Dou Ping, who had originally lowered his head to drink porridge, had his hands trembled slightly, and Fu Xin quickly said, "Anzhi, you..."

"I'm fine." Dou Ping looked up and gave Fu Xin a look of no problem. Then he said to Xie Yiyi, "Yiyi, I can't go to Jizhou anymore. I can't go to see my father-in-law and brother Jianshou. Please greet them for me and also help me see Ling'er, okay?"

After Xie Yiyi finished speaking, she felt that she had caused trouble, but when she heard Dou Ping say this, the little girl nodded and said, "I will go. I'm sorry, Dou Anzhi."

Dou Ping smiled and shook his head and said, "It's okay, little girl." Dou Ping deliberately pinched Xie Yiyi's little face again, but this time the little girl did not resist.

After the four of them finished their meal, Dou Ping returned to the study room. When Dou Ping was preparing to inspect Zhangye, he was writing a document, but the door of the study room was pushed open. Dou Ping did not look up because there were only a few people who could enter his study room so casually.

Fu Xin pushed the door and saw Dou Ping replying seriously. When he saw that he came in, he didn't even raise his head. Fu Xin didn't say anything, gently walked to Dou Ping, helped Dou Ping grind ink, and then sorted out several documents written by Dou Ping.

Dou Ping stopped writing and said, "This time I went to Luoyang, but Hou asked you to go home to worship your ancestors. You should also prepare to go to Luoyang."

Fu Xin said unhappily, "Are you driving me away?"

"No, I'll come back early after the ancestor worship." Dou Ping picked up his pen and prepared to write.

"This is almost the same. My elder brother replied to me and said...you want to marry me? Is that true?" Fu Xin plucked up the courage to look at Dou Ping and asked.

"Yes." Dou Pingbi paused slightly, then nodded.

"Anzhi, do you love me?" Fu Xin looked at Dou Ping. "I know you married me because of your responsibility, right?"

Dou Ping raised his head and looked at Fu Xin with peace of mind, "If I say I love you, that's nonsense. But if I say I don't feel it to you, that's right. Fu Xin, I still can't let go of Ling'er now. It will take some time. I told you that I think about the bowl and the pot, and I think I'm very bad. But now if I say that I can't do it when I see you and Diao Chan and others. So I will marry you. It's not responsibility or gratitude, but you can't be ignored in my heart."

"So domineering, Dou Anzhi. I know you will never forget Ling'er in this life. I don't expect to be in your heart like Ling'er. I just hope that if you have a small position in your heart that is mine, I will be enough." Fu Xin looked at Dou Ping affectionately and said.

Dou Ping was about to speak, but Fu Xin said first, "I feel that I have no regrets in this life with you today, Dou Anzhi."

After saying that, he kissed Dou Ping in the face and turned around and left. Dou Ping looked at the departure back and shook his head with a laugh.

Fu Xin smiled while walking. The moon tonight is so beautiful, and the cold wind tonight seems not so cold. Dou Ping's words just now are still echoing in Fu Xin's mind.

"Sister, what makes you so happy?" Diao Chan's voice sounded.

"Don't tell me, if you want to know, you can ask him yourself." Fu Xin said with a smile.

When Diao Chan saw Fu Xin's appearance, she didn't ask. She looked at the bamboo slips in her hand. This was given to her by Dou Ping, saying it was a song. Dou Ping wanted Diao Chan to teach herself to play the piano. Diao Chan looked at this rebellious song, but she sang it with a unique charm.

"Chan'er, I'm going to Luoyang in a few days and I'll come back after the New Year. He will leave it to you." Fu Xin said to Diao Chan.

Since Dou Ping woke up from injury, they were all taken care of by them. At first, Dou Ping was embarrassed, but later he gradually accepted it. After all, two beautiful girls who were so beautiful in nature would refuse to serve such treatment.

"Don't worry, sister, just leave him to me." A smile appeared on the beautiful face. Suddenly, I felt that I would get along with Dou Ping alone, and Diao Chan's pretty face turned slightly red.

"Little Tiezi, what are you thinking? Why is your face blushing?" Fu Xin said with a joke on Diao Chan.

"Where is it?" Diao Chan's face turned redder.

"By the way, you have to keep an eye on him. I feel that the one in the next mansion seems to have bad intentions towards him." Fu Xin said with a smile.

"Next house? Sister, are you talking about Empress Dowager He? How could she be..." Diao Chan said in surprise.

"You're stupid."

"An Zhi said I was stupid, not stupid." Diao Chan retorted seriously.

"That silly Diao Chan, you have to pay close attention to him when I leave. I don't want to come back and another woman will share it." Fu Xin said seriously.

"What should I do with my sister?" Diao Chan asked with a red face.
Chapter completed!