Fu Yuxian couldn't believe the fiery tingling sensation on her cheeks.
Staring at the person in front of him, his eyes bitterly.
"Do you dare to hit me?" She gritted her teeth and said every word.
Fu Yuzheng sneered, "How about hitting you? If you deceive me and insult me, I will endure it. If you dare to insult my mother today, I will dare to hit you! Don't put your protagonist's score in front of me, from Since I entered Nanling Prince's Mansion, I am no longer Fu's family!"
"Fu Yuzheng!" Fu Yuxian screamed, raising her hand to give the woman a slap, but Fu Yuzheng intercepted her and shook her hand away.
Raising his hand, another slap in the face.
"If you have forgotten my current identity, I can remind you again. I am a member of Nanling Prince's Mansion! With your daughter of a merchant who wants to move me, you'd better weigh and weigh, Nanling Prince's Mansion can offend you! "
She is such a person, in order to survive, she never stingy to use all the advantages that can be used!
Fu Yuxian was trembling with anger and slapped her superiority in front of Fu Yuzheng to pieces!
But she can't do anything at this time, a Nanling Prince's Mansion can hold her down!
The back left turn had already walked up, seeing Fu Yuzheng's eyes deep and deep.
Seeing her coming, Fu Yuxian's eyes lit up, "I entered the palace with Ms. Zuo, who is the same as Ms. Zuo! You look down on the Fu family who gave birth to you and don't talk about it. If you hit me, you can let Miss Zuo go. In the eyes!"
"Fu Yuzheng, you still have to look at the owner to fight the dog, but for a little maid in Nanling Prince's Mansion, you dare to be crazy in front of this lady?" Left-twisted.
"You have to look at the master when you hit the dog. This is a good saying. But Miss Zuo forgot that I am not only the maidservant of the Nanling Prince's Mansion, but I am also the savior of the Nanling King. There is nothing wrong between you and me. I beat Fu Yuxian and I am also me. The grievances between the two with her. But if Miss Zuo intervenes, it is not just a matter of three people, but a matter of Sanfu! You want to teach me on behalf of Fu Yuxian, Fu Yuzheng's status is low and unable to resist. But the benefactor of the Nanling King was insulted, where did he put his face?" Fu Yuzheng straightened his back and looked at whether he was left-handed or humble.
Left-handedly, he was silent for a while.
Although the grandfather and the Nanling King are opposed to each other in the court, they have never torn their faces face-to-face, maintaining a delicate balance, otherwise, there will be great chaos.
It's not that she can't deal with Fu Yuzheng, but for the daughter of a merchant, it's not worth offending Nanling Prince's Mansion.
The left-handed silence represents her attitude.
"How did you get the position of your eldest daughter? The entire capital knows. I advise you not to keep talking about it and shame you!" His eyes were coldly swept across the blue-faced Fu Yuxian, and Fu Yuzheng turned and walked away.
Fu Yuxian clenched her fists and suddenly squatted down to cry.
Fu, Yu, Zheng!
Returning to the Nanling Palace, walking to the backyard with few shadows, Fu Yuzheng sat down in front of the rockery.
Tolerant tears for a long time, surging down.
It was the afternoon when Liu Zhixia had just returned from Yang's Mansion, and Xue Qinglian was in retreat. Feng Qingbai and Nuan didn't know where they had gone but hadn't come back. There was nothing wrong with them, so they wanted to walk around in the back garden.
After asking the way, the people in the same house entered the back garden through the side door.
In the golden autumn of October, the seasonal flowers in the back garden are blooming brightly, and the courtyard is full of fragrant flowers.
The autumn is sunny, but not enthusiastic. With Xu Feng blowing, it is refreshing to see the sea of flowers again.
It was in his mood at the moment, very good.
Old Yang has officially accepted him.
I rushed back after having lunch in Yang's mansion. I wanted to share my good mood with others, but I didn't want anyone in the mansion to be there.
Squinting at the dazzling sunlight, Liu Zhixia smiled and walked slowly along the road.
A very slight whimper came into the ear with the wind.
He walked gently, followed the sound, and saw the figure holding himself into a group of silent crying on the edge of the rockery.
The sound of footsteps alarmed the opponent, who turned his head.
The eyes met each other and each was startled.
Liu Zhixia was a little embarrassed, "Am I disturbing you?"
He remembered the girl that the two meals were passed down by her.
"This is the back garden. Everyone can come, but I disturbed the son's interest in viewing flowers." Fu Yuzheng looked down and got up to leave.
This person's question is weird, disturb her? Does he still want to say I'm going first, you can't keep crying.
This kind of kindness is even more unpleasant.
She is weak and doesn't like being seen.
"Girl, wait." The man behind him called her.
Fu Yuzheng didn't look back, she should be very embarrassed at the moment, "The son has something to order?"
He walked over with a gentle footstep, and then a veil appeared in front of him.
"Here, wipe it," the man paused, "it should clear up after crying. In this world, there is nothing you can't live with."
The soft footsteps left.
Fu Yuzheng never looked back.
He looked down and looked at the handkerchief that was stuffed in the palm of his hand, folded squarely, and washed a little white, clean and soft.
She wanted to throw it away, but her fingers clenched it unconsciously.
Obviously there is no temperature, but at this moment, it can make people feel a touch of warmth.
She laughed at herself. After her mother passed away, she was the first person to truly express kindness to her.
It was a stranger.
Pulling up his sleeves and wiping his face indiscriminately, the square veil was not used.
That kind of clean thing should not be contaminated with filth.
The back garden quickly became quiet, as if no one had been here.
At this time, Red Maple Mountain on the outskirts of Kyoto is just lively.
The red leaves all over the mountains and plains are like fire like clouds, and there are endless tourists who come for outings.
Walking along the stone path to the mountain, visitors can be seen along the way, and the pavilions on the side of the road for people to sit and relax are also crowded.
The girl walked in the mountains, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead, her white cheeks were stained with red clouds from the heat, but her eyes were shining, full of joy.
"Are you tired?" The man walked behind her unhurriedly and climbed halfway up the mountain without breathing for breath.
"Not tired." The girl raised her lips and smiled, "I used to have very few opportunities to go out and play like this at home, and I haven't climbed the mountain like this."
When I was a child, the highest mountain I ever visited was Luofu Mountain. I followed my friends to dig out the bird's nest and never reached the top of the mountain.
Luofu Mountain is also different from here. In autumn, there are only withered yellow leaves on the ground and no red maples over the mountains.
The man was infected with the happiness of the young girl, his eyebrows were soft with a smile, and he was more handsome out of the dust, "There are many fun places around Kyoto, and I will take you there in the future."
"good."
The purple-clothed youth is noble and elegant, and the green skirt girl is gentle and charming. The two walked side by side, forming a beautiful scenery on the trail.
Frequently noticeable.
Among the tourists are the children of the noble and powerful people in Kyoto, some of whom have had the privilege of seeing the wind and green cypress.
Suddenly discovered that the man accompanied by the girl, whose breath was as soft as a gentle breeze, turned out to be the Nanling King Feng Qingbai, and almost suffocated with shock.