"What?" Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Yongling interrupted him and said lazily: "Your Fu family is used to living a life of glory and wealth, are you really willing to give up? The Queen treats you like that, you
Are you willing?"
Fu Sang was startled and raised his head: "Your Highness, what do you mean?"
"This time, on the surface, you missed her important event, but in the eyes of everyone, you saved her a lot of face. What kind of person is Empress Zhang? You should know better than Gu?"
Hearing this, a ray of hatred flashed across Fu Sang's eyes.
His eyes lit up and he nodded resolutely: "Thank you, Your Highness, I know how to do it."
Queen Zhang, for the sake of face, must have had to take Fu Sang back.
Not only that, because of the eyes of the world, she probably has to treat him well and not kill him!
Queen Zhang, Queen Zhang, you have dug a pit that is neither deep nor shallow for yourself.
Wu Yage didn't know whether to be happy or worried.
Soon, Chen Weiyuan sent someone to carry Fu Sang back to Shangxiang Town.
As for how Xie Meilin arranged it, Yage suddenly didn't want to know, and Xuanyuan Yongling didn't ask.
"Your Highness, if you don't mind, let's have a simple meal at the grassroots' house." It was getting late, and Guo Zhu was waiting there respectfully. He looked uneasy when he said this.
Only then did Ya Ge take a closer look at Guo Zhu. He was less than forty years old and short in stature. He was quite different from other men in the village.
There was a faint temperament about him: elegance.
Wu Yage was surprised by her feelings for him, so she asked with a smile: "Uncle Guo, what did your family do before?"
"Replying to my wife, Cao Min's family has made a living by making jewelry for generations. Who would have thought that Cao Min's generation would... be unable to continue the business!"
"Oh? You can also make jewelry?" Xuanyuan Yongling was surprised and obviously also interested: "Can you still do it now?"
"Your Highness, the jade making molds and carving tools are all here, so there should be no problem!" Guo Zhu replied humbly.
"Then what kind of jewelry are you best at making?" Xuanyuan Yongling asked again.
"Grass people..."
"Dad, please take out our piece of blood jade!" A young man, twelve or three years old, ran into the room.