Late at night, Fu Qianqian's mood gradually calmed down. She held the broken wooden hairpin in her hand and looked at it, feeling a little annoyed. However, she was embarrassed to show it because Jiaqian was by her side. Jiaqian used Feng Chen on the side.
I have been practicing calligraphy for a long time, and I can tell by looking at the writing on the desk that this girl has not touched these things for an unknown period of time.
But Jiaqian was no longer thinking about writing, because she was a little unhappy about today's events, and she couldn't explain why. She just felt a little strange that her brother-in-law made Fu Qianqian feel better when he came. She thought that she shouldn't be Fu Qianqian's favorite.
Good friends?
Look at the sky, it's time to sleep.
But surprisingly, my father came at this time.
Fu Yu knocked on the door and said, "Qianqian, please come out."
Fu Qianqian was surprised, a little curious, and hurried out. When she saw her father with a kind face, she felt warm in her heart: "Father, it's so late..."
"You go to bed early today and pack your luggage."
"ah?"
"Father has thought about it carefully, and he has indeed had too little contact with you recently. I don't blame you for thinking of running away from home. I guess you are tired of staying at home in the capital. So father has arranged for manpower to arrive early tomorrow morning.
I’ll accompany you to go out for a few days.”
"Go out? Leave the capital?" Fu Qianqian was even more surprised, because she knew that her father didn't like her causing trouble outside, let alone leaving the capital.
"Did my father say that because he was really scared that he wanted to run away from home?"
Thinking about it, Fu Qianqian suddenly felt guilty and whispered: "Dad, actually I was just angry for a moment, not..."
"Okay, stop talking. My father has already arranged everything. It just so happens that my father will be busy recently and won't have time to take care of you. It's always good to go out for a walk and relax your mood. Besides, Qianqian will definitely not let Qianqian go out this time.
You are disappointed. Anyway, you will understand it yourself tomorrow."
After saying that, Fu Yu left Fu Qianqian, who was confused, and turned around to leave his daughter's private courtyard.
Returning to the room, Fu Qianqian still felt unfinished.
Looking at Fu Qianqian's expression, Jiaqian on the side asked: "It's so late, what did the Prime Minister say to you?"
Fu Qianqian frowned and shook his head: "It shouldn't be..."
"What shouldn't?"
"My father actually asked me to go out to play and leave the capital..."
"Ah?" Jiaqian was also quite surprised, "This is really a rare thing, but isn't this what you are thinking about? If only my father could let me leave the capital to play, I am really getting more and more
I envy you more and more."
Fu Qianqian ignored Jiaqian who looked envious. She always felt that there was something wrong with this. According to her father's character, he would never say such a thing.
Fu Qianqian fell asleep with doubts and some expectations in her heart.
…
The next day, Jiaqian was taken back to the Prince's Mansion early.
There was a hazy snowy mist outside again. The cold weather and yesterday's farce trapped Fu Qianqian in bed, with no thought of getting up.
The maid came to call and said that all the gifts for the young lady who had gone out had been packed.
After hearing the news, Fu Qianqian woke up from a dream and remembered that she was going out for fun today.
But Fu Qianqian was not very interested in going out for fun. After some consideration, she felt that it was at least better than staying at home, so she endured the cold and got up from the bed, and took her time to wash up. It took a full hour to get ready.
The outgoing team was at the back door of the Prime Minister's Mansion. There were not many people accompanying them, only a maid, a coachman, and three guards.
Fu Qianqian has not yet woken up. She is wearing a heavy snow-white velvet coat, rubbing her eyes cutely and yawning from time to time. She looks very cute.
When she arrived at the door, before Fu Qianqian could react, she saw a man dressed as a guard yelling at her, "What are you doing? You've been waiting for so long!"
Fu Qianqian was stunned. This was the first time that his guard dared to talk to him!
This tone of voice really doesn’t make me think of others!
Fu Qianqian, who was not very interested at all, immediately became angry when she heard this. She pointed at the person speaking in front of her with her eyes wide open: "You..."
After saying one word, the other party took over the words again: "What are you! Hurry up!"
"I..." Fu Qianqian was a little incoherent. He was so angry that he took two steps forward and was about to hit the other person. But when he walked in and took another look, he suddenly found that this face looked familiar.
Fu Qianqian was still thinking about it, but the other party had already turned around and walked out of the courtyard.
Only then did Fu Qianqian realize: "It's him!"
Looking at the figure from behind, Fu Qianqian couldn't believe it, and quickly chased after him. When he ran in front of him and took a look, he was so surprised that he almost screamed.
This person is not someone, but Xia Shang.
Seeing that Fu Qianqian was about to speak, Xia Shang made a silent gesture to her.
Fu Qianqian was also very excited and quickly covered her mouth.
She knew that there must be a reason for Xia Shang's presence here, and it was obvious that he would not make it public.
Fu Qianqian got into the car first, but did not let his maid in. He motioned the maid to sit outside the carriage with the driver, leaving the seat for Xia Shang.
The maid said this was against the rules, but Fu Qianqian didn't care at all.
The group set off soon.
The few days of sunny weather have melted the snow on the ground a lot, making the road less difficult to walk.
The snow outside the car is very poetic, but the girl inside the car has no intention of admiring it.
Fu Qianqian looked at Xia Shang very seriously, smiling and saying nothing.
"Why do you look at me like that?" Xia Shang asked.
"Can I speak?"
"sure!"
Fu Qianqian let out a long breath: "You told me to be silent just now. I thought I couldn't speak!"
"Just don't shout loudly. You should understand that I left the capital with you and not too many people know."
"understand!"
"What do you understand? Do you know where we are going?"
Fu Qianqian shook her head: "I'll go wherever you say."
Xia Shang shrugged: "I don't know, everything was arranged by your father."
"My father why?"
"Your father gave me a task, asking me to teach you some poetry and calligraphy, and to cultivate the talent of the prime minister's daughter. Do you want to learn it?"
"What?"
"I left the capital to avoid some people. Your father is willing to help me, but he is unwilling to help me unconditionally, so he asked me to take you to have fun and learn poetry and calligraphy by the way. You don't want to learn it.
?”
"Learn! Of course!"
Fu Qianqian nodded her head as if she was talking, and suddenly smiled, thinking that this time her father had complied with her wishes.
"Then it's over, so for the next few days, I will be your teacher temporarily. You'd better be honest with me."
With that said, Xia Shang took out the ruler he had prepared.
Fu Qianqian frowned: "Hey, don't use chicken feathers as arrows! I didn't say I wanted to become your teacher!"
"Start now, keep quiet, or else..."
Xia Shang raised the ruler in his hand and hit it heavily on the seat.
"You!" Fu Qianqian stared at her eyes, but thinking that she must be the one who suffered the loss from this person, she honestly shrank into a ball. (To be continued)