Although Fu's house is not large in area, when it was first built, a small garden was built inside.
In order to highlight the elegance of the literati, there are all kinds of rockeries and strange things, as well as a small forest.
In summer, Fu Zhao loves to run in the small garden.
In the garden, Fu Shaowen even built a swing specially for Fu Zhao.
As soon as Fu Zhao entered the garden, he saw Fu Qingxin sitting on the swing Fu Shaowen had built for her.
Fu Zhao's hands hidden in his wide sleeves were clenched into fists, and he walked slowly over, looking down at Fu Qingxin.
Fu Qingxin was in a good mood, with the corners of her mouth raised, and she let out a happy laugh or two from time to time.
Fu Qingxin raised her head and looked at Fu Zhao, smiling and saying: "Sister, are you wondering why I came out? I'll tell you the truth, I just acted coquettishly in front of my father, and he let me out."
Fu Zhao's expression did not change, "Father always loves you."
Fu Qingxin suddenly changed her expression, "Because my father loves me, so you are jealous of me from time to time? You have to step on me in the mud because of this! If you hadn't instigated me, how could my father have locked me up?"
Get up? And move the wedding date forward?"
Facing a series of questions from Fu Qingxin, Fu Zhao asked: "So? What do you want?"
"I don't care what happens, I just want to be my bride with peace of mind."
"That's good." Fu Zhao crossed Fu Qingxin and left.
When he arrived in front of Mr. Cong, Fu Zhao's smiling face instantly retracted and he said in a cold voice: "Father is soft-hearted again?"
Mr. Cong sighed, "You must have seen it too."
Mrs. Cong pulled Fu Zhao to sit down and said sincerely: "Your father has this temperament and is easy to be soft-hearted. He went to Qingxin's place a few days ago and didn't know what he said. The next day, Qingxin was released from confinement. And this
I’m afraid the marriage won’t happen.”
Fu Zhao's eyebrows skipped a beat, "The wedding is only half a month away, why can't it happen?"
Mr. Cong gave a wry smile and lowered his voice: "Last night, my father came back drunk and told your eldest brother that he had found a better marriage for Qing Xin."
Mrs. Cong raised her head, and after letting everyone who was waiting in the room go out, she said in a lower voice: "I heard from my father that he seems to have climbed the path of Prince Gong."
Fu Zhao sneered. She had almost thought of what Fu Qingxin and Master Fu were talking about.
"Does father know what he is doing? Doesn't father make it clear that everyone in the Fu family knows about the prince's little hobby! When the prince comes to his senses, won't he want to silence him!" Fu Zhao said sternly.
The delicate and gentle eyebrows are extremely sharp.
Mrs. Cong felt a little chilled by Fu Zhao's words, and said with a hint of hope: "But now that we know the things about the prince, will the prince be afraid..."
Fu Zhao interrupted her, "Sister-in-law! Is Tiger's handle so easy to control? If he can really ascend to that position, the first thing he will do is to drive out the Fu family! What do you think, if someone from the Fu family leaks something?
If you go out, it will definitely harm the prince's future. If you were the prince, what would you do?"
Then he must kill everyone who knows his secret, not even one!
Cong's heart fell completely to the bottom, and she was completely depressed.
She felt like a knife was hanging over her head, and it could fall at any time, causing her to die before she could even call for help.
Her hands were trembling and she didn't know where to put them.
I want to take a sip of tea, but I can't even lift the tea bowl.
"Is there really no way for us to survive?" Cong said cryptically.
"That depends on how long Prince Gong wants to stay with the Fu family." Fu Zhao said coldly.
Mrs. Cong sighed heavily and regretted that if she had agreed to the first method proposed by Fu Zhao at that time and made Fu Qingxin sick immediately and then died, there would not have been so many things.
Now the Fu family will be buried with Fu Qingxin.
Cong's face was full of despair, and he said in a daze: "It's okay if we die, but Brother Zhou and Sister Yi are still so young. Zhao Zhao, can you think of a way to keep them alive? Even if you let them
It’s okay to remain anonymous and act like an ordinary citizen, as long as it’s safe and sound.”
Fu Zhao held Cong's hand that was as cold as ice. Knowing that it was his words, Cong was frightened a bit.
But if she hadn't said that, Cong would definitely have been led by Fu Qingxin and Mr. Fu.
Fu Zhao comforted him: "Sister-in-law, things are not that bad yet. The prince may just be suspicious, so we must not let Qingxin and the prince meet again. If they meet, the whole Fu family will definitely be ruined."
Mr. Cong nodded and solemnly promised, "Don't worry, I will definitely keep an eye on Qingxin and won't let her go out!"
Fu Zhao nodded, "I will go back after I see my father."
Mr. Cong said hurriedly: "Okay, I'll go and tell people to guard the front."
Mr. Cong went out to make arrangements.
Fu Zhao leaned tiredly on the pillow.
After Mr. Cong went out, Liangsui came in, walked softly to Fu Zhao, and poured a bowl of tea for Fu Zhao.
Fu Zhao was very tired, so he fell asleep on the couch.
She was still woken up by Fu Yi's laughter.
Now that Fu Yi could stand holding something, Fu Yi held on to the edge of the couch and poked Fu Zhao's cheek with his little fingers.
As soon as Fu Zhao opened his eyes, he saw Fu Yi's chubby little face, and his heart suddenly turned into a puddle of water.
"What are you looking at, Sister Yi?" Fu Zhao said softly.
Fu Yi chuckled and kept talking.
It's a pity that no one can understand her baby talk except herself.
Fu Zhao sat up, held Fu Yi in his arms, held Fu Yi's fleshy little hand, smiled and said to Cong, "Sister Yi has gained a lot of weight."
Cong smiled and hugged Fu Yi into her arms, "She is a little girl, her mouth is full all day long, how can she not be fat? Stop hugging her, it will hurt your arms, and even mine."
, I can’t hold you for long every day.”
Mrs. Cong put Fu Yi on the ground again and asked Fu Yi to hold the chair and walk on the ground.
Looking at the little carrot-like Fu Yi, Fu Zhao couldn't get enough of him and wished he could look at him like this for the rest of his life.
In her new life, she has people to protect, so she won't let anyone hurt them.
Fu Zhao took a deep look at Fu Yi and asked Cong, "Is father back?"
"I'm back. This is why I came to see you." When Mr. Fu was mentioned, the smile on Mr. Cong's face disappeared.
Fu Zhao stood up, straightened his clothes, and went to see Master Fu without letting Liosui follow.
Mr. Fu was in a good mood, playing with a string of Buddhist beads.
The Buddhist beads were not eye-catching at all, but Mr. Fu regarded them as treasures.
Mr. Fu showed off and said, "Do you know the origin of this Buddhist bead?"
