But... it would be different if Fu Er could enter the water house.
Her Fu'er is so lively and agile, maybe, maybe he can really like her.
Just thinking that Fu'er was going to be a stepmother at a young age, Yue Xueqin sighed again, with a bitter smile on her face.
"I don't see, Mom, I don't want to see him!" Tian Fu'er's eyes flashed, she restrained her anger, hooked Yue Xueqin's neck, and said coquettishly, "You know, there are so many young people in this imperial capital. Talented man, after seeing me, he is entangled with me, if I see him, what should I do if he does not marry me?"
At the thought of this happening, Tian Fu'er frowned: "Mom, you also know my temperament. If the young master of the Shui family forces me, I will definitely die and I will never marry a sick seedling. Drag Tianjia, is this what parents want to see?"
Moreover, with her identity and appearance, the other young masters of the water distribution family are more than enough, why did you have to choose that sick seedling
He is not the only one in the water family.
She has always been arrogant and never wronged herself.
Yue Xueqin's lips moved, but she couldn't say something after all.
"Forget it, I'm just here to ask your opinion. If you don't want it, forget it. I believe my Fu'er will be able to find a very good partner."
After saying this, she stood up and walked towards the door, thinking about how to deal with the wind in her mind.
Since she gave birth to Fu'er and hurt her body many years ago, since then, Fu'er has been her heart and soul, how could she bear to force her to marry someone she doesn't love
Therefore, she will help Fu'er refuse this matter...
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The water house is unique, antique and unique.
It is estimated that no one would have thought that in today's China, there will be such a delicate courtyard, giving people a feeling of small bridges and flowing water, which is refreshing and pleasing to the eye.
At this moment, in the antique-decorated bedroom, the two people stared at each other and looked at each other.
In the end, it was the man who spoke first.
His voice was low and hoarse, but it was calm and magnetic.
"You've been staring at me for two days, have you seen enough?"
After hearing the man's words, Xiao Baozi finally withdrew his gaze, his eyes were full of surprise and schadenfreude: "Bad daddy, if you become like this, will your mother still recognize you?"
The corner of the man's mouth twitched slightly, he narrowed his brows and smiled, "I trust her, no matter what I become, she will recognize me at a glance."
Their feelings are no longer in the body, but in the soul.
The breath embedded in the soul is unmatched by anyone.
"Bad daddy, why did my mother and I come directly to this place, and you still need someone else's body to come?" Xiao Baozi held his small head, blinked his bright star-like eyes, and looked up at the man in front of him. .
The man's face is no longer completely similar to him, at most it is only affected by the soul, with two or three points of imagination.
Of course, the only constant is that this man is still enchanting, domineering and arrogant.
"Because I didn't have the heavens as an intermediary, the national teacher tried his best to get me to this place, and he had to use someone else's body, so he found this dead body for me, but , I came eight years earlier than you..."
Eight years ago, the young master of the Shui family was seriously ill and was in bed. In fact, he was not dead for nine years, but was already dead.