"But if I don't go against her, it's inevitable that she won't go against me, right?" Cheng Wanmiao asked immediately.
Zijuan sighed: "Miss Cousin, you are still too naive. No wonder the old lady said before that now is the time when she is at her peak. Why should you be like this? In my opinion, Mrs. Si Bing is your first priority. The key point to attack.”
"..." The old lady did scold Cheng Wanmiao for being stupid, but when the old lady was there, Cheng Wanmiao had a high opinion of herself and didn't listen.
When Zijuan lifted her up, she was instantly awakened.
"That's right, I can't be impatient now. I need to use that bitch to gain my cousin's trust and favor first." Cheng Wanmiao bit her lip. Although she was unwilling to do so, she had to admit that she had only one way to go at this moment.
Zijuan nodded: "That's it."
After the sun finally sets over the river, twilight falls.
Hua Qingxue sat on the deck with Fu Tingye, looking at the stars back to back.
"Orion, the North Star, this one over here is..." Hua Qingxue pointed to the stars in the sky and counted them. After a while, she read a lot.
"I didn't expect you to study astrology." Fu Tingye followed her fingers and looked up to the sky one by one.
Suddenly, just as the two of them were looking at the sky, a shooting star swooped across from the southeast, dragging a long tail.
Fu Tingye was shocked and immediately felt ominous, but unexpectedly, Hua Qingxue beside him shouted happily: "It's a shooting star! Don't move, hurry up and make a wish."
Fu Tingye was so amused by her innocent look that he forgot the momentary nervousness in his heart.
"What are you doing, kneeling down to worship the broom star?"
In his mind, the broom star is a famous disaster star. Generally, disaster will occur after it appears.
While speaking, Hua Qingxue had already made a wish. She looked up at him and immediately understood what he was thinking. She burst into laughter and said, "Don't you think this is a very unlucky omen, or even a famine? Will it cause a serious national disaster?"
Fu Tingye was choked by her rhetorical question: "How do you know?"
"Pfft." It was true. Hua Qingxue smiled and shook her head: "Meteor is just a fire caused by atmospheric friction caused by a very ordinary planet crossing the sky. It is not a sign of disaster."
"Planet? Atmospheric friction?" Fu Tingye picked out two key points.
Hua Qingxue nodded broadly, and it had to be said that he had a very high level of understanding. If he were an ancient person who knew nothing about it, he would definitely be confused and confused when he heard others introduce Meteor.
"Yes, we are surrounded by air. Air is the same as water. You see, fish swimming in the water will create waves, and objects flying through the air will also cause corresponding friction." Hua Qing Snow made a very simple metaphor.
Fu Tingye seemed to have some understanding: "So that's the case, but why don't we have that kind of spark when we run?"
"It's because of speed. We don't move fast enough. For example, the meteor that just flashed by could only move at a speed of several hundred kilometers per second. In comparison, the moving speed of us humans is weak." Hua Qingxue shrugged.
Fu Tingye understood it all at once, nodded and gave her a thumbs up.
The woman I chose was really good.
"Cousin, sister, you are still playing."
Cheng Wanmiao didn't know when she came, but she suddenly appeared behind Hua Qingxue, which was a bit surprising.
Fu Tingye looked at her, his eyes suddenly returned to coldness: "You..."
"Ah, cousin, don't get me wrong. I'm here to give my sister a cloak. I heard that my sister is still sick. It's not good to blow the wind at night." Cheng Wanmiao stepped forward, holding a cloak in her hand, and gently Putting it into Hua Qingxue's hands, she turned around and left without stopping.
Hua Qingxue took the cloak. Although the other party meant well, it just felt weird.
So, is this the rumored harmony between wives and concubines...
Is she a wife or a concubine... She suddenly raised her head and stared at Fu Tingye.
Such eyes were too pure and clear, like a bright light shining directly on the dark side of Fu Tingye's heart.
He sighed inaudibly, reached for the cloak, shook it out, and put it on Hua Qingxue: "Since she has good intentions, you can put it on."
Now that Fu Tingye had spoken, Hua Qingxue nodded, obediently pulled the collar of the cloak and tied it.
"I should also give you an explanation for this matter." Fu Tingye finally mentioned this matter.
Hua Qingxue kept her head down, looking at her own feet and Fu Tingye's feet. The two were so close, but there was still a distance. Cheng Wanmiao was the distance between them.
"You know the relationship between me and my mother. Although her kindness to me has long since dissipated after the age of five, she still raised a child after all... When she died, her entrustment made me very embarrassed." Fu Tingye looked at Hua The way Qingxue lowered her head made her feel distressed.
Hua Qingxue is not like Cheng Wanmiao, who cries at every turn. She buries her emotions deeply, so even if she is unhappy, she will act like she doesn't want people to know.
Such a character is very distressing.
"So, I agreed to the Queen Mother without asking for your opinion." Fu Tingye reached out and wanted to hold Hua Qingxue in his arms, but Hua Qingxue refused.
"It's getting late, I'm going back to my room to rest." She said calmly, never raising her head to look at him.
Walk away gently, with very light steps.
The small figure is covered with loneliness and sadness under the night.
Fu Tingye clenched his teeth subconsciously, but didn't know what to do.
In the darkness of the deck on the side, Cheng Wanmiao saw all this. Under the night wind, Fu Tingye's words were intermittent, but she still made a guess.
It turns out that there is still a gap between Hua Qingxue and her cousin. Maybe this is the breakthrough.
Sure enough, Zi Juan was right, it should be much easier to start with Hua Qingxue.
Hua Qingxue returned to the room and planned to fall asleep, but she couldn't fall asleep. What Fu Tingye said always lingered in her mind.
I wondered why the two of them encountered such a dilemma.
Hua Qingxue knew that Fu Tingye had no choice but to make the decision. If it were her who made the decision in that situation, she would not hesitate.
It's just that making a decision and accepting it seem to be two different things.
Just like when she suddenly saw Cheng Wanmiao during the day, she felt resentful in her heart, which could not fool anyone.
But the matter has come to this, maybe I should learn to accept it slowly, accept Fu Tingye's choice, and accept Cheng Wanmiao
Thinking of this and finally making a decision, Hua Qingxue gradually fell into a deep sleep, but she didn't know that the person she had just decided to accept would come to her room early the next morning.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Cheng Wanmiao busy in the room.
Cleaning the table and pouring water, arranging Hua Qingxue's clothes... these are all things Huan'er and Xi'er did before.
"Sister, are you awake?" The moment Cheng Wanmiao turned around, she saw Hua Qingxue sitting up and stepped forward happily: "Do you want to wash up now? The hot water is ready."
Hua Qingxue was still in a daze and nodded subconsciously.
"Okay." Cheng Wanmiao quickly turned around and hurried out. After a while, she came in personally carrying a basin of steaming hot water. She seemed to be struggling, and her walking pace slowed down slightly.
"Oh, you can just leave it there." Hua Qingxue quickly got out of bed and stepped forward to help her, but Cheng Wanmiao stepped aside lightly: "It's okay, it's okay. I'll do it myself. Sister, just rest." .”
When Fu Tingye came over, he saw such a scene.
Although Cheng Wanmiao felt a subtle sense of disobedience in doing what a servant should do, she could also see that she was really good to Hua Qingxue, and she finally felt a little relieved.
"Thank you." Seeing that she put it down, Hua Qingxue bent down to wash her face.
Cheng Wanmiao was smiling like a flower. She turned around inadvertently and saw Fu Tingye walking in. Her smile became softer: "Cousin, you are here."
Fu Tingye nodded to her, and then his eyes fell on Hua Qingxue. Hua Qingxue was washing her face. Suddenly she heard him coming, and when she raised her face, it was covered with water, but it was also refreshing.
Her every frown and smile were the most beautiful in his heart.
"Hey, why are you so early? I haven't washed up yet! Why don't you go out first." Hua Qingxue was very shy and embarrassed, and she secretly still wore her sleeping clothes. She was not decent at all. No.
"Okay." Fu Tingye smiled faintly, turned around and walked out.
Cheng Wanmiao felt lost for a moment when she saw his back, but she still stayed close to Hua Qingxue: "Sister, I have already chosen what to wear for you today. There is a pink dizzy dress, and a mandarin jacket with water sleeves and a double-breasted coat." ,besides… "
"Wait a minute." Hua Qingxue finally finished wiping the water on her face and had to interrupt her: "I only have one piece of clothing on me."
After being caught by Xiao Han, he gave her a change of clothes when she was about to disguise herself as a dancer. Apart from that, she didn't have many clothes.
"Oh." Cheng Wanmiao laughed: "My sister brought these. Seeing that my sister is about the same height as my sister, I took out my own clothes and asked my sister not to dislike them."
Cheng Wanmiao tried her best to please Hua Qingxue by being low-key.
But the more she behaves like this, the more uncomfortable it makes Hua Qingxue feel. She always feels that a person who treats you well for no reason must have some agenda.
"Actually, you don't have to be like this." Hua Qingxue sneered, came to the clothes rack, glanced at the clothes that Cheng Wanmiao had prepared, and finally landed on her own somewhat worn water skirt: "I'd better wear mine This is it, please take back my sister’s clothes, I really don’t need them.”
"..." Cheng Wanmiao stood there, her eyes full of tears, and she looked really aggrieved: "Sister, do you, do you dislike me? I really want to be on good terms with you, please don't reject me. Good intention."
Hua Qingxue saw that the tears in her eyes were about to fall, and she couldn't bear it, so she could only compromise: "Then... okay."