Fu Shaonian couldn't help but said: "It would be better if we took a small road, it would be faster."
Cong heard what Fu Zhao said to Fu Shaonian, and she said: "If we take a small road and there is an accident on the way, how can we get here."
"makes sense."
Fu Zhao and Fu Wan got off the carriage one after another and walked over.
Fu Shaonian and Cong didn't say anything. Cong waved to the two of them, "Come on, let's go in."
The Fu family members went in together.
Every year during the Lantern Festival, the Fu family comes here. After coming several times, the monks in the temple all know them.
The monk led them to Fu Shaowen's tablet.
After Fu Zhao put on the incense, he knelt down and his tears fell uncontrollably.
She obviously didn't want to cry, but she couldn't control her tears.
Because they were twins, after Fu Shaowen left, she felt that her heart was broken into two halves, and half of them went with Fu Shaowen and were buried under the loess.
Cong and Fu Wan accompanied Fu Zhao. Fu Shaonian couldn't bear to see such a scene and went out first.
Fu Shaonian went outside to get some air, and the corners of his eyes were a little moist.
If he stayed there any longer, I'm afraid he, a grown man, would also shed tears.
Walking outside, Fu Shaonian suddenly saw a familiar figure.
His heart moved and he walked over.
The woman was startled when she saw the man suddenly walking towards her.
After seeing clearly that it was Fu Shaonian, she patted her chest in shock and whispered: "Brother Fu, you almost scared me."
Fu Shaonian stood three steps away from Wu Zhuniang and said, "It's not mine, you're here to see Shaowen too, right?"
Wu Zhuniang's eyelashes trembled and she nodded with a lonely expression, with infinite sadness hidden in her eyes.
Fu Shaonian sighed, and felt even more uncomfortable when he saw that Wu Zhuniang still had her hair in a girl's bun.
Wu Zhuniang and Fu Shaowen were childhood sweethearts and loved each other.
If nothing had happened to Fu Shaowen, the two would have gotten married long ago, and maybe even had children.
There is no engagement between the two yet. After Fu Shaowen's accident, Wu Zhuniang can choose another lover.
But Wu Zhuniang is still unmarried.
Fu Shaonian heard that Wu Zhuniang had had several quarrels with her family over this matter.
In order not to get married, Wu Zhuniang even sought death.
After two years of trouble, the Wu family stopped caring about Wu Zhuniang.
Anyway, Wu Zhuniang wants to be an old girl and never marry. She only has one more mouth to eat at home.
Moreover, Wu Zhuniang has been delayed to this age, so it is still difficult for her to marry into a good family.
Fu Shaonian couldn't help but persuade: "Miss Wu, if you find a good home, Shao will be very happy to hear that you have a spirit in heaven."
Wu Zhuniang suddenly raised her head, with a stubborn and serious look on her face, "Brother Fu, please don't say this again. I still have Shao Wen in my heart, and I won't marry anyone else if I can't let him go."
Fu Shaonian was speechless and his throat was sore.
He cursed in his heart that fate was unfair and had to torture this pair of lovers like this.
Fu Zhaonian was silent for a moment, then turned sideways to make way for Wu Zhuniang, and said, "Go, Zhaozhao and your sister-in-law are already here."
Wu Zhuniang turned towards Fu Shaonian and crossed over to Fu Shaonian.
Seeing Wu Zhuniang, Fu Zhao rarely smiled.
She stood up and walked a few steps quickly, held Wu Zhuniang's hand, and called out with a choked voice: "Zhu Niang, you are here."
Wu Zhuniang held Fu Zhao's hand back and saw that Fu Zhao's face was covered with tears, so she took out her handkerchief and wiped the tears on Fu Zhao's face.
Wu Zhuniang gently advised: "Stop crying. I won't let Xiao Shaowen see you cry. If you cry, he will feel sad."
Fu Zhao said softly: "Then I won't cry."
Mrs. Cong let out a long breath and said happily: "Ms. Zhu, your words are still useful."
Wu Zhuniang pursed her lips and smiled. After lighting the incense, she took Fu Zhao and sat down beside her.
Wu Zhuniang looked at the little firelight with a slight smile on her face, "I always feel that Shaowen is still alive because we don't want to forget him and he refuses to leave. He is the softest person in his heart and loves to be close to us.
He cares so much about us, how could he be willing to leave us?"
She continued to say in her heart that when she died, she would be reincarnated with Fu Shaowen.
If Fu Shaowen doesn't want to, she can always accompany Fu Shaowen to wander around the world.
Listening to Wu Zhuniang's words, Fu Zhao's nose felt sour and tears were about to come out again.
She quickly wiped her eyes and looked at Wu Zhuniang but hesitated to speak.
She really wanted to advise Wu Zhuniang. Wu Zhuniang still had a long life in the rest of her life, so she shouldn't wallow in pain all the time.
But seeing the stubbornness on Wu Zhuniang's face, Fu Zhao felt that no matter what she said, Wu Zhuniang would not listen.
She then looked at Mr. Cong.
Seeing Fu Zhao's gaze, Mr. Cong shook his head slightly.
Fu Zhao also stopped talking.
After they sat for a while, Mr. Cong stood up and said, "You must be hungry. I'll go see what there is to eat."
"Sister-in-law, I'm going too," Fu Wan said softly.
Cong nodded and took Fu Wan out.
Fu Zhao glanced at the servants waiting in the room and said, "You guys can go out too, we don't need anyone to wait on us here."
Liangsui took the servants in the house out.
When only Fu Zhao and Wu Zhuniang were left in the room, they talked more comfortably.
Wu Zhuniang asked from the bottom of her heart: "Zhaozhao, how are you doing in the Hou Mansion? Have they bullied you?"
Wu Zhuniang has met ladies from high-class families. When they look at people like Wu Zhuniang who were born in small families, they will be arrogant and feel superior to others.
Fu Zhao is going to be someone's daughter-in-law again, so life will definitely be difficult.
Because of Fu Shaowen's relationship, Wu Zhuniang treated Fu Zhao as her own sister.
Fu Zhao recalled what happened in the Hou Mansion and said with a wry smile: "That's it. Fortunately, the prince treats me well and life is not difficult. What about you? What are your plans?"
"What plans can I have? Just live one day at a time." Wu Zhuniang's face showed the vicissitudes of life that were different from her age.
Looking at the beautiful Wu Zhuniang, Fu Zhao could do nothing but hold her hand.
If someone could persuade Wu Zhuniang, Wu Zhuniang would not come here today.
The two talked for a few more words, and Wu Zhuniang suddenly said coldly: "I think Shaowen's death... was not an accident."
Fu Zhao was startled, remembering what Fu Qingxin said to her, and his body stiffened involuntarily.
When he felt Wu Zhuniang's warm palm, Fu Zhao slowly relaxed.
Wu Zhuniang had a delicate mind and immediately caught Fu Zhao's abnormality.
Could it be that Fu Zhao's reaction was guessed by her? Fu Shaowen's death was really not an accident?
