He is a light sleeper and originally thought that having one more person around him would make him unable to sleep well at night.
But I didn't expect that I slept well these two nights. Fu Zhao's breathing was gentle and thin, just like the breeze coming in through the cracks in the window.
Chen Feng was awakened by Fu Zhao's mumbling in his sleep.
"No... they are still so young... please spare them..." Fu Zhao closed his eyes tightly and frowned, as if he was in great pain.
Chen Feng hesitated whether to wake up Fu Zhao.
"Your Majesty...Thank you..."
Hearing the word "Crown Prince" coming out of Fu Zhao's mouth, Chen Feng leaned over and wanted to hear what Fu Zhao said.
He just got close to Fu Zhao's face, and saw Fu Zhao suddenly opened his eyes, and then pushed him hard.
In the past, Fu Zhao would not have been able to push Chen Feng.
But it was late at night, and Chen Feng was unguarded, so he fell backwards uncontrollably after being hit by Fu Zhao.
With a "plop" sound, Chen Feng fell off the bed.
This loud noise in the middle of the night also made Fu Zhao wake up. It turned out that he had just been dreaming.
She looked at the furnishings in the room and saw that they were in the Dingbei Hou Mansion. She felt a little relieved.
Moving her eyes downward, she saw Chen Feng sitting on the ground, and asked blankly: "Your Majesty, why are you sitting on the ground?"
Chen Feng had a dark face and saw that the confusion on Fu Zhao's face was not fake. It seemed that Fu Zhao really didn't remember pushing him.
"Oh, I'm a little hot after sleeping. Let's sit on the ground to cool off." Chen Feng said, pretending to be nonchalant.
Of course he didn't want to tell him that he was pushed down by a weak woman in his boudoir, otherwise he would lose his face in the future.
Fu Zhao was even more confused. It was already late autumn and winter was about to begin. Will it still be cold?
This Prince Dingbeihou is indeed different from ordinary people.
Thinking that he had caused Chen Feng to become a sick man in his previous life, Fu Zhao moved guiltily to the bed and made more room for Chen Feng.
"Come up here when you're cool enough, Prince." Fu Zhao hugged the quilt and lay down, turning over and facing the wall.
She heard Chen Feng get up holding the quilt, and then lay down on the bed.
Listening to Chen Feng's breathing, she fell into a deep sleep again. This time, she slept until dawn.
Chen Feng tossed and turned for a long time before falling asleep.
It was dawn, and Fu Zhao had woken up, but he didn't want to open his eyes yet.
Chen Feng must have gone to Meilin to practice swordsmanship. She huddled in a small corner last night and slept so hard that her whole body ached.
She closed her eyes and rolled to the spacious place to the side.
Huh? Why can’t I get over it?
She lay on her stomach and propped up her head, looking vaguely at the obstacle.
Unexpectedly, what he saw was Chen Feng's face, and Fu Zhao didn't react for a moment.
"Does it look good?" Chen Feng asked calmly.
Fu Zhao rolled back and cleared his throat to hide his embarrassment, "Why didn't the prince go to sword practice?"
Chen Feng didn't want to talk about this topic, so he sat up, got out of bed and left.
Hearing the noise in the house, the maids came in.
Seeing that Chen Feng was actually in the room at this moment, Siqi and other maids who were originally serving Chen Feng were shocked.
You must know that since Chen Feng was fifteen years old, no matter whether it was winter or the twelfth lunar month, he would go to Meilin to practice swordsmanship every day, and never missed a day.
Did the sun rise in the west today?
Today was the day for Fu Zhao to return home. After Fu Zhao and Chen Feng packed up, they went to Mrs. Chen's place.
Mrs. Chen took Fu Zhao's hand and asked, "Are you still getting used to living here?"
Fu Zhao replied: "Thank you mother, I'm used to living here."
"That's good. If you're not used to it, just come and tell me. Or wait for the eldest daughter-in-law to come back and tell her the same thing."
Fu Zhao raised his eyes in confusion.
Mrs. Chen explained: "At this time every year, the eldest daughter-in-law goes to the temple to stay for a month to pray. Counting the days, she has been there for half a month."
Fu Zhao knew that the eldest daughter-in-law mentioned by Mrs. Chen was the wife of Chen Jing, the elder brother of Chen Feng's mother.
Chen Jing died in battle three years ago, so the position of heir apparent fell to Chen Feng.
Hearing Mrs. Chen mention Chen Jing, Chen Feng's eyes flashed with sadness, and he interrupted: "The time has come, we should set off."
"Yes, yes, don't waste the time." Mrs. Chen quickly put her words back.
Fu Zhao followed Chen Feng out. A carriage had been prepared at the gate of the Hou Mansion, and there were gifts to be brought back to the Fu family.
Chen Feng originally wanted to ride a horse, but when he reached the carriage, he paused and got into the carriage instead.
Fu Zhao stopped. She looked at the carriage and then at the big horse prepared for Chen Feng.
"Miss, what's wrong?" Liangsui asked softly.
"Nothing." Fu Zhao bravely got into the carriage.
Fu Zhao and Chen Feng were the only two people in the carriage, staring at each other with big eyes.
Fu Zhao couldn't help but ask: "Your Majesty, why don't you ride a horse?"
"I'm afraid of the cold." Chen Feng said seriously.
Fu Zhao almost bit his tongue. Aren't you still afraid of the heat in the middle of the night? Why are you afraid of the cold now?
"Then you really shouldn't be riding a horse," Fu Zhao paused, "Your Majesty is hot and cold, should you ask the doctor to check your pulse?"
Chen Feng frowned fiercely and replied in a deep voice: "Thank you, madam, for your concern."
The two stopped talking.
Fu family.
In the yard of Fu Qingxin, the third young lady of the Fu family.
"Xin'er, hurry up and get ready. Your second sister and second brother-in-law will be arriving soon." Aunt Kang, Fu Qingxin's biological mother, urged.
Fu Qingxin is stroking her thin eyebrows in front of the mirror. Her facial features are bright and sharp, which is different from the gentle and gentle appearance of the Fu family. She is not even similar to the appearance of her biological mother, Aunt Kang.
Fu Qingxin sneered, "It's not certain whether the second brother-in-law will come."
Aunt Kang was startled. Through the mirror, she saw Fu Qingxin smiling sarcastically, and asked, "Do you know something?"
Fu Qingxin smiled and said nothing.
Aunt Kang sighed heavily and advised: "That is just my guess. Do you take it to heart? Over the years, your father and your sisters have been very good to us. In the future, you
The ones you have to rely on after getting married are the sisters and brothers of the Fu family."
"Okay, don't worry, Mom, I know it well." Fu Qingxin sat next to Aunt Kang and took Aunt Kang's arm.
Aunt Kang knew as soon as she heard that Fu Qingxin didn't take her words to heart at all, she was just perfunctory with her.
When I was about to say something more, the maid came to report that the second aunt's grandmother and second uncle had arrived.
Aunt Kang took Fu Qingxin out.
Along the way, Fu Qingxin did not hide her smile as she was ready to watch a good show.
Her second sister has always been very impulsive.
And since Fu Zhao's brother Fu Shaowen died inexplicably, Fu Zhao has been trying to find out the cause of Fu Shaowen's death.
On the eve of Fu Zhao's wedding, she pretended to say a few words to Fu Zhao. Unexpectedly, Fu Zhao really listened and identified Chen Feng as the murderer of Fu Shaowen.
