But early in the morning on the day of the interview, something unexpected happened to her. That morning, when she got up early and got dressed, she sat in front of the dressing mirror and planned to put on makeup. She was surprised to find that her face Red spots the size of copper coins actually appeared.
It is a girl's nature to love beauty. No matter how unconventional a woman is, she is always very concerned about her appearance. At first, she was frightened and nervous. Fu Yun sat blankly in front of the mirror, his blood flowing backwards and his face pale. The first thought that came into my mind was - "With my face, how will I face Brother Pan in the future?"
After a while, the door of the room creaked. After being stunned for a long time, she walked to the door with a sad face and pulled the latch.
As soon as the palace maid saw her face, her almond-shaped eyes widened and she covered her mouth and let out a suppressed exclamation. Then, she stepped through the door and pulled her to the window to look left and right in the morning light. Finally, she asked angrily: "What's going on with you? How did you get yourself into this just overnight?"
Fu Yun held back his tears and bit his lip with a look of shame and anger: "I don't know why this happened..."
The palace maid wiped her face again and again with silk, but her delicate skin was almost scratched, and the red spots did not subside at all. The palace maid let out a long sigh, walked around anxiously in the room, and finally decided to make a decision. Lou moved to the rescue: "What can we do? I'll ask Eunuch Zhong to come up and have a look."
Not long after, there were two hurried footsteps in the corridor outside the door and Eunuch Zhong's impatient voice: "Why are you panicking? How serious can it be? It was fine last night..." After saying this, people walked away. After entering the room, when he faced Fu Yun face to face, his tone of voice suddenly changed: "Oh~ah...how...how did you get this face? This is so ugly!"
The palace maid who followed him into the room was also sweating anxiously: "What should we do? The emperor is still waiting to see her!"
The room fell into silence for a while, and the three people all frowned. Fu Yun even silently wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with silk.
After half a cup of tea, Eunuch Zhong stopped his anxious pace, glanced at Fu Yun, and said to the palace maid with a sudden heart: "As of now, just cover it with a veil and you'll be fine. "
The palace maid hesitated and muttered: "Is this... okay?"
"Why not? After all, they are going to treat the emperor, not to be concubines. Are there any beautiful women in our imperial medical bureau?" Eunuch Zhong waved his hand impatiently and stuffed the rouge and gouache on the dressing table. He held it in the hand of the palace maid, signaling her to hurry up and do the work: "Who among us can afford to delay the emperor's dragon body?"
The palace maid frowned, looked at Fu Yun with a sad face, and finally said helplessly: "This is the only way."
After everything was tidied up in the house, the palace maid took the lead to go downstairs to arrange the car. Eunuch Zhong said to the veiled Fu Yun outside the door: "Let's go, Miss Fu."
Fu Yun walked up to him and lowered his voice to the lowest level: "Thank you for the goose meat, sir. I wonder if after entering the palace, there will be..." As a doctor, how could she not know that the red spots on her face were just ordinary skin? What about allergies? As soon as she woke up, she recalled the scene when Pan Zhuqing came to see him off, standing next to Eunuch Zhong and whispering. She also remembered that Eunuch Zhong had personally prepared her meals for her these past few days... She was as smart as she was. , it is not difficult to understand Pan Zhuqing’s good intentions.
Master Zhong's answer confirmed her suspicion: "Don't worry, girl, this is not your worry. When you return to Master Pan in the future, just remember the benefits of today for Zhong."
"Sure enough... that's what he meant..." At this moment, no one could understand her inner excitement. The cold-faced man in Cangzhou City who never said much would actually take the initiative to think about her. , a day planned for her. Moreover, a weak but unable to ignore voice in her heart was telling a truth that she could not even think about - he did this because he was afraid of losing her?!
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but reach out and touch her lips covered by the veil. His body temperature and breath seemed to be still in front of her eyes...
The carriage started in the direction of the palace. Fu Yun sat alone in the carriage, covering his heart, his voice trembling: "I will go back and listen to you tell your answer."
When Tian Hai saw the young lady, he immediately stopped and gave her a slight salute. She leaned against the door and asked doubtfully: "What happened? There is such a big movement so late?"
Tian Hai said: "Someone came from the military camp and said they had an urgent military situation and wanted to see the young master and the master."
As soon as Gong Yueyue thought about it, she felt that this matter was not trivial. If it was a trivial matter, why bother knocking on the boss's door in the middle of the night? But seeing Fang Zhiwen's dazed look with half-closed eyes, she immediately reached out to his arm. He squeezed it hard. He screamed in pain and finally woke up.
Tian Hai lowered his head and burst out laughing. After all, the fake is fake. No matter how similar he pretends to be on weekdays, it still won't work in critical moments. Think about when his young master is at home, no matter how soundly he sleeps at night, as long as he has When the military intelligence came to report, he immediately became energetic and high-spirited, and decided to kill thousands of miles away. Look at this old man again...
Gong Yueyue pulled Fang Zhiwen closer, lowered her voice and warned: "Hey, talk less and listen more, don't expose your flaws."
After waking up, Fang Zhiwen suddenly stood up nervously: "This...what if I have to make a decision?"
Gong Yueyue understood his nervousness at this time, patted his arm and comforted him softly: "Dad is here, don't worry. I won't let you make up your mind."
Only then did he feel relieved: "I know, I'm going."
Gong Yueyue thought about it, but she was still a little worried about Fang Zhiwen. Sometimes when she or Master Pan was present, Fang Zhiwen would be more relaxed. So she had an idea, went back to the house, put on another piece of clothing, and walked towards the kitchen.
The guard at the kitchen door saw her coming and felt strange: "Young mistress, where are you going?"
As she walked, she said: "The master and the young master are going to have a meeting, and someone must prepare tea. Leave it to me. You can step aside."
"This...how dare I bother young mistress? Let's go get the girls up."
She immediately turned around and refused: "No, don't torment them, they have been hard enough during the day. Go down."
"yes."
Pushing open the door of the study room, Gong Yueyue immediately felt a wave of low pressure coming towards her face. Without saying a word, she quietly walked in with tea. At a glance, she saw a military master standing in front of the desk with the door behind his back. Blocking Zhao Xiong's expression; Fang Zhiwen sat on the armchair next to him, his original stiffness obviously relaxed a lot when he saw her.
"Tell me, what's wrong?" Zhao Xiong's tone was unhurried and unhurried, with the demeanor of a general.
"General General, our spies are here to report that the Liao people sent 100,000 troops to us a few days ago!"
Hearing what the military master said, Fang Zhiwen's expression that had just relaxed suddenly became tense again. Gong Yueyue glanced at him lightly and placed the tea tray on the table in front of Zhao Xiong.
"When did you open it?" Zhao Xiong's attitude remained calm.
"Four days ago."
"Oh?" At this time, General Zhao's face showed some dissatisfaction and confusion: "Then why did you not report it until now?"
Although the bearded military commander looked a little vulgar, he spoke clearly and logically: "Reporting to the general, this time the Liao people did not march from Youzhou and Waqiao Pass, but detoured to the west.
Heading straight to Yumenguan!"
Zhao Xiong took the teacup but did not use the tea. Instead, he took the lid of the bowl and played with it casually: "Can you find out their specific route of action so far?"
"This subordinate doesn't know that General Pan will arrive with spies later."
At this point, the tense atmosphere in the room became more and more intense. It seemed that even Mr. Pan was not spared. He was pulled out of bed. It was obvious that the situation was serious.
But Zhao Xiong suddenly laughed: "I know, there's no need to panic. The soldiers will just come and cover the water with the earth."
She entered the door, walked straight to the cradle, picked up her daughter and said, "I didn't get up early. I didn't sleep much at all last night."
The wet nurse also walked to the cradle. Seeing the worried expression on her face, she couldn't help but start nagging: "Young mistress, don't blame me for talking too much. Everything is fine with you, but you are too worried, which is not good for your health.
After you have just given birth to a baby, you have to rest and don't worry about anything. How can you be so worried all day long?" At this point, she also put on clothes for the baby boy in a hurry.
"Besides, your husband's family will take care of this big thing for you, and your young master will take care of it for you, so just relax and enjoy it." There was a hint of unnoticeable sourness in what the nanny said. In her eyes,
It seems that Gong Yueyue is undoubtedly full of food and is making herself unhappy all day long. After marrying a super rich and handsome man and pampering her to the heavens, what else is there to be dissatisfied about?
Gong Yueyue curled her lips and smiled, but did not say anything. To these family guards, they all claimed that Zhao Changyuan would occasionally go out on business. In order to numb the enemy's attention, Fang Zhiwen was asked to work as an extra. In fact, her husband's life and death were unknown, so he did
Which wife can sleep peacefully? She has a strong psychological quality and rarely sheds tears. If she is a weak and slender little daughter-in-law, she may have postpartum depression or something.
Just after putting on the clothes of the two dolls, I heard Xiaomei's hurried call outside the door: "Miss, Miss, Miss!"
Gong Yueyue turned her head and looked at the panting Xiaomei and asked: "What's wrong? You're so panicked."
The little girl walked in and said to her, holding her chest: "I just heard from Xiao Huzi that there is going to be another war?"
"I know."
The master's understatement answer failed to impress the nervous Xiaomei: "It turns out it's true! What should we do?"
The wet nurse couldn't help laughing at the side: "You can just beat me, little girl. It has nothing to do with us." (To be continued)