I don't even bother to pretend. Anyway, in front of this man, pretending is useless. It's better to be more frank and make it clear that I want to run away.
A hint of surprise flashed in Fu Yunxi's eyes, and then she raised her eyebrows: "Do you know Wei Rufeng?"
Han Yan was stunned and immediately replied: "No."
After not hearing Fu Yunxi's answer for a long time, Han Yan looked up strangely, only to see a flash of white in front of him. The man actually walked up to him, bent slightly and stuffed a small bottle into Han Yan's hand.
The warm breath under the tip of his nose disappeared in an instant, and Han Yan subconsciously clenched the bottle in his hand: "What is this?" His eyes suddenly became wary.
"Scald medicine, if you don't want to leave scars, you can just ignore it." Fu Yunxi had already stood up straight, looking down at Han Yan who had just reached her chest.
I just said in the hall that my right hand was injured, but not that it was a burn. Why did everyone act like they were predicting the future and even brought burnt medicine. But... before she could speak, she heard Fu Yunxi's cold voice: "No reward for no merit. If you keep thinking like this, I'm afraid you won't get any reward for the rest of your life."
Does this mean that she will never achieve success in her life? Han Yan stared at the other person angrily, why did this person speak so unpleasantly? From the beginning to now, why does every word seem to be mocking her? Could it be that he had offended this person somewhere before? But he came to his rescue again, and it didn't look like he was deliberately looking for trouble.
While Han Yan was thinking, Fu Yunxi had already turned around and left. It was Shu Hong who reminded her that Han Yan had no choice but to hold the bottle in her hand and jump on the carriage.
I kept thinking about this on the way back home. According to common sense, Fu Yunxi shouldn't be extremely wary of her, and he might even think of a way to kill her. At the palace banquet today, the Zhuang Hanyan that Fu Yunxi saw was not an ordinary boudoir woman. Even if he didn't care about the prince's affairs, the Meiyuan area was very difficult for those who might spy on the royal secrets. Speaking of which, we shouldn't be so tolerant.
Fu Yunxi's attitude is really thought-provoking.
It was already late at night when he returned to his house. Zhuang Shiyang went directly to Davidson Garden. In Qingqiu Garden, only Mrs. Chen stayed in the back room with the lights on. Seeing her return, he quickly stepped forward to take the cloak that Han Yan had taken off and told Ji Lanshuhong Go get hot water.
Seeing the injury on Han Yan's hand, Chen's mother felt distressed again, and she scolded Zhuang Yushan. When she remembered to look for medicine, Han Yan stopped her: "Mom, don't worry, there is medicine here." She took it from her sleeve. Take out a small bottle.
The ointment is light green, with a faint fragrance when applied on the hands, and a slight cooling sensation. Han Yan doesn't feel so painful after applying it. This King Xuanqing is really generous, and it seems that this medicine is also very good. of.
Lying on the bed, Han Yan opened his eyes and carefully recalled the memory of King Xuanqing in his previous life. She probably just heard that he was young and successful, powerful, but he was also popular and had a good reputation among the people. However, the dispute between the Seventh Prince and the Crown Prince became more and more intense. He was involved in it and was implicated a lot. Two years later, he became seriously ill and his health was not as good as before. He even married a bride to celebrate the occasion. The bride is the princess of Xirong.
It was incredible that the noble princess was the wedding bride, and the people talked about it, so Han Yan was a little anxious when she heard about it. But now that I think about it, I feel that it is too abnormal, and I am afraid that there are many unknown secrets involved in it.
However, after washing the bride and passing the house, King Xuanqing's health gradually improved. Before Han Yan's wedding in his previous life, he heard that the dispute between the seventh prince and the crown prince had reached a critical moment. During that time, Zhuang Shiyang rarely went home. , there seems to be something important.
In this life, if you want to stay away from King Wei's faction, the prince will be an excellent protective umbrella. As the prince's supporter, should King Xuanqing himself try to remind him? But as the banker's legitimate daughter, their attitude towards themselves is still unknown.
Thinking of this, Han Yan decided not to think too much. The most important thing at the moment was not King Xuanqing, but his own status in the mansion. The aunt in the Zhuang Mansion is a big trouble, and after what happened tonight, Zhuang Yushan and the Zhou family may no longer be able to tolerate her. In the past, she was plotted by the Zhou family when she stayed in the house. Today, she has become the limelight and may cause trouble soon.
Tomorrow, there is still a tough battle to be fought.
Early the next morning, Han Yan had just arrived at the main house to pay his respects to Zhuang Shiyang, and at a glance he saw Zhou and Zhuang Yushan already waiting aside. Zhuang Yushan and Zhuang Shiyang were smiling and talking, and Zhuang Shiyang was very pleased with their coquettish appearance. In Han Yan's memory, he almost never saw Zhuang Shiyang treat him so kindly. With a cold look in his eyes, Han Yan stepped forward and saluted: "Daughter, please pay your respects to your father."
Seeing Han Yan come in, Zhuang Shiyang frowned and said with some dissatisfaction: "Why is it so late? Yu'er came half an hour ago. As the legitimate daughter of the Zhuang Mansion, how can she be so lazy."
His words were serious and severe. Before Han Yan could speak, Mrs. Zhou had already said, "Fourth Miss worked very hard to save face for the Zhuang Mansion at the palace banquet yesterday. There is nothing wrong with getting up late. Master must feel sorry for the girl." .”
It's okay not to mention it. When he mentioned the palace banquet, Zhuang Shiyang immediately remembered Han Yan's words in front of the emperor. As a daughter, he didn't mention himself at all, which was unpleasant. He immediately became more cruel: "Humph, it's not a big deal, don't do it." It’s better to be self-righteous.”
Seeing Han Yan being taught a lesson, a trace of pride flashed in the eyes of Zhuang Yushan, who had been watching the fire from across the bank. Han Yan just stood there and said softly: "What my father taught me is that my daughter must greet her half an hour in advance in the future. Sister Yushan Consistent.”
It was the same as Zhuang Yushan, but it was different from the greeting time in the house. She was a serious young lady in the Zhuang house, but she had to cater to a daughter born from a concubine. Mrs. Zhou's expression changed, and she smiled and said, "The fourth lady is very filial, and the master naturally knows that."
Han Yan just smiled and did not answer. Seeing this, Mrs. Zhou said softly to Zhuang Shiyang: "Master, I have something to ask of you."
Zhuang Shiyang said: "What's the matter?"
Mrs. Zhou glanced at Han Yan: "Yesterday, the fourth lady's calligraphy and painting were very good. Yu Shanyang, I begged the fourth lady to teach her calligraphy and painting."
Zhuang Shiyang waved his hand: "What's the problem? Han Yan, you have nothing to do all day, so I'll teach your sister."
Facing Zhuang Shiyang's commanding gaze, and under Zhuang Yushan's feigned expectant gaze, Han Yan just smiled and said, "How dare Han Yan show off his trivial skills? It's not that Han Yan is unwilling, it's actually Sister Yushan who As for her outstanding performance, Han Yan didn't dare to trust her, so why not ask her father to invite Aunt Yan, the most famous and talented girl in the capital, to teach Sister Xiyushan. Aunt Yan was unmatched in her grace and grace in Beijing at that time. She was proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, so she must be better than Han Yan. What do Aunt Zhou and Sister Yushan think?"
Zhuang Yushan was unwilling to admit that he was worse than Han Yan, but he wanted to learn from Han Yan's painting skills, so he reluctantly agreed. Seeing that he didn't have to study under Han Yan's glory, and the aunt he hired was more outstanding than Han Yan, he immediately replied: "That's good..." He wanted to say something more, but when his eyes touched Zhou, he shrank back. Mrs. Zhou looked at Han Yan. Although she was dissatisfied with Han Yan's rejection, Aunt Yan's name also made her heart move. Han Yan didn't lie. This Aunt Yan was indeed talented and talented. If Zhuang Yushan could learn a thing or two, he would definitely be able to compare with Han Yan, and marrying into a high family in the future would also be a favorable bargaining chip.
(End of chapter)