Heaven Official’s Blessing

past.

Every day, before she wakes up, he always puts her clothes on the head of her bed, rushes to the kitchen to make breakfast before the people in Tianshui Village wake up, and then guards her all day to prevent anyone from approaching her step.

Even if he was ridiculed that he would only be a servant of his daughter's family, he never wavered his belief.

Protecting his little benefactor and never letting her foster father or other daughters of Tianshuizhuang get involved with her is now his only goal in life.

It's just... this kind of protection still can't bring back that pitiful little girl from before and...

He sighed, poured warm water into the bathtub and pulled it across the screen, and said softly to Tiu Fu who was sitting on the bed all year round: "Miss, it's time to take a bath."

She called out several times before she recovered slightly and stared at him blankly.

"Excuse me, miss." He picked up her fudge-like body and carefully put her into the bathtub. "Miss is in the water, take off your clothes." Yu Bi took out a long cloth to tie his eyes and ears, and heard the soft sound of undressing. He didn't retreat behind the screen and waited until he took the wet clothes.

Whether the waiting time is long or short depends on his sensitive ears listening to every move behind the screen. She never takes the initiative to call him or call for water cooling.

Is this the far-reaching magic power of her righteous father?

It has been five years since a good little girl became like this... Wouldn't it ruin her beautiful life if this continues?

It would be great if her righteous father died!

This thought slipped through his heart in an instant, and the sudden sound of footsteps outside made him alert. He turned his head to the screen and said softly: "Miss, I will go back as soon as I go." Then he quickly walked out of the Jufu Pavilion.

Shuiyue—one of the adopted daughters raised by the man was outside, looking at him with a half-smile, and the look in his eyes was embarrassing, as if "they are all sunk in the same way, why are you still pretending to be aloof?"

He turned a blind eye and asked in a low voice: "Who will allow you to enter the Jufu Pavilion?"

"You slave dare to talk to me in such a tone? I don't even think about your identity." Seeing that his clothes were half wet, he raised his eyebrows and smiled in surprise: "So you are taking a mandarin duck bath! I said that lonely men and widows are hiding in Who would believe someone who said they were innocent even sleeping in the same room without seeing outsiders?"

Knowing that she was being provocative, he couldn't help becoming furious, he gritted his teeth and said:

"Miss is just a child, it's too much for you to say that about her!"

"Is it still a child if you are a girl in her teens? How can a father who is a thieves and a prostitute in Tianshui Village allow it?"

He was stunned for a moment before recovering from the fact that Jufu had grown up, and suddenly he heard a voice outside the door:

"Miss Shuiyue respects herself.

If you let the owner know that you have trespassed here, I'm afraid it will make the owner unhappy. "Yu Cangyuan walked in slowly and took a look at him.

That look was so complicated that he couldn't understand it.

Even if he didn't understand it, he knew from Yu Cangyuan's vague behavior that this man was protecting Jufu.

"She's just jealous." After Shuiyue left, Yu Cangyuan said lightly: "Why is she not among the daughters favored by the owner of the villa because of jealousy?" An invisible sneer was drawn on his lips: "It's a good thing to be loved by the owner How come some people can't see through it? By the way, the owner wants me to tell you that Miss Mingxiang will come to accompany Miss Jufu tonight." He said meaningfully.

Feng Mingxiang's coming to accompany Jufu only means one thing. Po Yun nodded expressionlessly and said:

"I see." Sharp-eyed noticed that Yu Cangyuan looked back at Jufu Pavilion before leaving.

Hu Guihu, whose surname is Yu, must have paid too much attention to Ju Fu, right?

When he returned to the house, there was no sound of water. He quickly tied a long drape over his eyes, walked into the screen and shouted softly:

"Miss, I'm sorry."

Thin blanket immediately wrapped her little fudge-like nude body--

They are all teenage girls, who is still a child... Shuiyue's mocking voice rang in his ears, he was startled, and he immediately let go of the body in his arms, and when he thought she couldn't move on his own, he hugged her tightly again arms.

The little girl in his arms... shouldn't be a sixteen-year-old girl.

Because she was blindfolded, she had a particularly sensitive sense of touch. Under the thin blanket, the girl's body showed curves inexplicably, his heart beat and his face became slightly heated. Hastily placed her on the bed and pulled out the slightly wet blanket, hesitated for a while before carefully fumbling for the quilt to cover her naked body.

He was startled when his fingertips accidentally touched the soft skin, and he took a few steps back, almost kicking him into the bathtub.

what happened to him?

Shuiyue's voice kept calling in her ears: She is not a child anymore! not a child...

What happened to him?

"Miss..." The voice was so hoarse that even he felt unfamiliar: "It's time to change clothes."

Feeling a bit embarrassed, he walked outside the screen and found that his heart was beating wildly and his face was so hot.

This strange feeling has never been felt before... What happened to him? Who can tell him what the last strange feeling was?

The sound of changing clothes behind him stopped. He took off the blindfold and walked to her bed. The slightly wet long hair was draped behind her, and his palms were a little sweaty. He slowly stepped forward and stared at her little face intently.

Her little face is no longer as childish and cute as it was back then. It has a little girlish taste, a little more softness that makes it difficult to look away... He swallowed hard to shake off the entangled thoughts in his head and concentrate on taking it. He picked up the comb and slowly combed her growing hair.

He didn't dare let anyone touch her, he was afraid that her righteous father's "love" for her would be framed by the jealousy of other daughters, so he took care of everything by himself.

"Miss, Miss Feng will accompany you tonight."

"Oh……"

"If you need anything, just call her and she will help."

"Um."

A wry smile appeared on his lips, after drying her hair and removing the tub, he glanced at her and walked outside the building, just happened to meet Feng Mingxiang, he said softly...

"please."

Feng Mingxiang smiled and nodded! "I won't leave her until you come back and I won't let anyone near her... Oh, bad luck, your face is so red."

"Maybe I'm suffering from a bit of cold." He casually replied, watching her enter the house, he lifted his spirits and walked to her adoptive father's house.

Touching the soft sword on his waist with his fingers, he bitterly remembered how much it cost him to stay in Tianshui Manor. She... will never know, will she? He is not the most important character in her life, so she can't bring back her far-sighted sanity, maybe she doesn't even know who is with her.

"Are you coming?" Momei's haunting voice occupied the life between him and Tifu. Tifu was forced, but he was willing to repay the favor for Tifu.

"Can I not come?"

"It sounds like you're dissatisfied with me." The feminine voice was half a smile, "I never forced you, did I? You don't matter to me if you want to leave, I won't keep anyone."

He gritted his teeth and hated the man for mastering his weakness. Don't force him but leave him no choice.

"Come here, Shou'er." The man said to the little girl beside him, "Take him to the place Yi Dae told you, and leave no one behind."

"Shou'er knows. The weak will die."

"It's so good. This time, let Yi Dad see how strong you are with Po Yun?"

Hearing this, Po Yun closed his eyes and involuntarily touched the soft sword at his waist. How much blood is stained on the sword? And the blood on his hands is about to catch up with this kid named Situ Shou?

If one day Chu Fu knew that he had also become a murder tool under her foster father's hands...would she let him take care of her again?

Recently this thought has often slipped through my mind but never dared to let it stay for long.

Now.

To say that it was a small face poking out her head to attract her attention, it is better to say that her stomach felt hungry first, and then she slowly came back to her senses after smelling a scent in her nose.

That little face looks familiar, "Hasn't Brother Po Luck come back yet?" Xiao Qi asked curiously.

Ju Fu thought for a while, looked at the shabby inner room and shook his head:

"Probably not yet?"

"So you don't even cook your meals?"

"Want me to cook?" Ju Fu asked in surprise.

"You are the wife of Unlucky Brother, so of course you should do the housework and take care of the three meals--" Seeing the natural expression on Yu Fu's face, Xiao Qi walked into the inner room and looked at the room that was going to be cleaned, frowning: "It's been half a month Couldn't it be Big Brother Bad Luck who is in charge of three meals?"

Knowing that nodding may be met with a blank stare, but it is true. Bad Luck took care of her in every possible way, she just stayed in bed and waited day after day and it was the same as before.

"Are you really asking Brother Bad Luck to do what these women should do? Isn't that the same as marrying a trash back home? I didn't mean to say that you are useless." Xiao Qi scratched her head in embarrassment: "I I also know that your legs are inconvenient and you can't walk, but a man, marrying a wife is nothing more than taking care of everything and having a comfortable nest, just like my father and mother!"

"Your father and your mother?" What does it matter to her?

Seeing her amiable face, Xiao Qi breathed a sigh of relief, sat affectionately on the edge of the bed and said tenderly:

"You haven't had a chance to meet my dad. My dad is a hunter just like Big Brother Bad Luck. Of course, my mother stays at home and takes care of everything. You see, the clothes on us are all made by my mother, and so are yours. That's my mother." The best thing ever done."

"Oh..." The clothes on her body were brought back by bad luck, so she couldn't be asked to wear his clothes all the time, but she never asked where the clothes came from.

It's like... She didn't ask him where he got his three meals? hunting? But he seemed to be dangling in front of her all the time and never went hunting.

"Sister Fu, since you are from a wealthy family, you must know how to play chess, piano, calligraphy and painting. My father said that it can't be eaten at all, but it sounds beautiful..."

Chess, piano, calligraphy and painting? Uh she didn't learn it.

"...Although I don't have such a beautiful talent, I know how to cook, do laundry, and do sewing. I'm not as good as my mother, but I'm still young, as long as I'm willing to learn, it's not a problem. Look, the food I cook today is delicious, right? Our house is quite a distance from here, but as long as the bad luck brother wants to go home, he must pass by our house, so I see that he hasn't come back after dark, and you are a rich man, probably far away from the kitchen. My mother asked me to come over to please you-- When Brother Bad Luck moved here, my father told him not to live in such a remote place, how inconvenient it is to take care of each other, he prefers to live here--"

"Why do you want to please me?" Ju Fu suddenly asked.

Xiao Qi blushed when she heard the words and said in a low voice: "My mother said that I have to please my sister to have hope..." She lowered her head and played with her fingers: "My father said that since the unlucky brother already has a first wife...then... If I'm really unlucky, I have no choice but to be a younger brother."

"Be small?" What is this girl talking about?

Seeing that Tifu's face still hasn't changed drastically, Xiao Qi thinks that she has eight chances to quickly recommend her benefits: "My father said that big and small wives are the stuff of rich people, how can poor people like us have such good luck. But you can't I can't take care of the daily life of Brother Bad Luck even on foot; but I can do everything, I can cook, cook, wash and wash clothes, Brother Bad Luck, I can stay at home and take care of you when Brother Bad Luck goes hunting in the mountains. I will take care of them regardless of their relatives. If you feel that having children hurts, I can give birth to a few more generations!" Speaking of this, she peeped at the still calm face of Qi Fu and whispered softly: "My mother also said that Brother Bad Luck is worth it. The good person entrusted is just a pity that he has a sister first. If the three of us really live together...my mother wants me to fight for myself a little bit, it’s okay, but I can’t sleep with three of us at night. I can let my sister take a few more days."

It is indeed very small to sleep three people in one bed, but she almost fills up the small bed by turning over by herself.

"One day per person? What does it account for?"

"Brother Po Luck!" Xiao Qi's ears were red: "This way we can have children soon! If you have a child, Brother Po Luck will have an offspring, so we have an account for our husband's ancestors. Elder sister, I have thought about that we can’t get pregnant at the same time. If you are out of luck, I can help you if you want to give birth;

child? Pregnant? God this little girl has planned a threesome future so beautifully that she's starting to feel dizzy.

Xiao Qi went on to say that her hearing was too slow and she couldn't absorb the words that shocked her heart one by one. When she came back to her senses and finally showed a shocked expression, her bad luck had already come home, and the little girl who imagined the future so beautifully I don't know when I was urged to go home by bad luck.

"What's wrong?" As soon as he entered the door, he saw her showing a frightened expression to him, and his heart was so worried that she would suddenly regain her past memories.

"Bad luck you--" Yuan wanted to blurt out what was the entanglement between him and Xiao Qi, and she was caught in the middle inexplicably. If he and Xiao Qi are really in love with each other, then he doesn't have to mind her existence. Seeing that Po Yun was listening attentively to what she had to say, she could only change her words: "Don't you really have no girl you like?"

"The girl I like is Miss." He smiled inwardly and secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

How natural it is to say, what kind of grace is it that made him willingly give his whole life? She just saved a dying life in the wind and snow, and it was only because of her "save" or "not save" that he decided his life and death; what's more, he would survive not because of her saving his life, but because of his destiny He will survive! If you want to be grateful and repay your kindness, you should go to God!

"Miss?"

The embroidered felt with excellent touch covered her body and she blinked several times when she came back to her senses.

"The weather is getting colder." He said, "You should pay more attention to your body."

"You went to the city to buy..." From the corner of her eyes, she caught sight of the woolen mats and kang tables waiting to be spread on the floor, and she was dumbfounded. "You bought these for me?"

Where did the money come from? Even if you have money, you spend it all, right? He's just a hunter!

He smiled and did not answer.

The warm and comfortable quilt on her body made her look down at him. There was no thick quilt on the cold floor that he laid every night. Presumably when winter came, he would only be covered with the only old quilt.

It is unlikely that he is strong enough to suffer from the wind and cold... But is it necessary to raise her so noblely?

Is he raising a god or a waste?

This idea got into my mind and never wanted to leave.

She couldn't help staring at him, staring at him, and her eyes suddenly became blurred.

"I never expected that God would give me a miracle, so after I took root here, I didn't plan for the future, and naturally I didn't have much savings... Don't worry, miss, I will earn more to support two people. It will not be difficult. I will let you You are not wronged..."

His words could not be heard from far and near. What exactly is wronged?

Even though his eyes were blurred, his mind began to describe his facial features.

"Last time... you said that I saved you when you were twelve years old..." She said hoarsely.

"yes."

"You also said that you were bullied when you first came here. I noticed that you stood out for you, so you have been secretly paying attention to me since then... Then one day I found you too, and the two fell in love with each other. I like you very much..."

"Well, I said so." He remembered the lie he told clearly. If possible, I really hope that these lies will come true and become part of his memory.

"Did I really stand out for you? I don't remember at all." She murmured.

From the beginning to the end-the one who was discovered, Shui Yuan was her and him?

Had he really been tortured in the old days? where was she then In that lifeless manor, she hid and protected herself well.

What about him?

And now it's still up to him to discover himself and protect her tightly.

"That's because you forgot." He smiled: "Miss"

"Why do you keep calling me Miss?" she said suddenly.

"You have always been my lady."

"Isn't it my wife?"

The smile stopped and he looked at her intently.

"Miss, are you... is there something wrong?"

Yes, she also felt that something was wrong with her mood, but she couldn't explain why, she only knew that she was extremely annoyed and depressed, and there was something that was about to come out but was suppressed. Not wanting to look at the face that disturbed her anymore, she turned her head and looked at the stars outside the window. She moved her lips and said softly: "I want to see the stars, I want to think about it..."

Want to see the stars?

Poor luck instinctively looked at the starry sky outside the window and hesitated for a moment, thinking that she rarely asks for anything, let alone asks to go out of the house.

He estimated the cold outside, then hugged her light and boneless body, his heart trembled, and suddenly felt her eyelids buried in his chest.

"Small..." Ben wanted to tell her to shrink her mouth temporarily, her soft cheeks were ironing his heart through a thin shirt, three heartbeats a little frantic and helpless, he tightly pursed his lips to prevent words from coming out of his mouth, carefully Cherish her rare initiative.

Even if she didn't mean it; even if she didn't even notice how chaotic and fast his heartbeat was--

"Your heart is beating so fast."

He staggered and quickly stabilized her body in his arms. Stealing her head, she found that she still buried her face in Bai's own heart and never lifted it up.

He secretly held his breath and picked a relatively clean grass and let her down.

"Small... I'll go get some clothes and come out so that you don't catch a cold. I'll go back when I go." She wanted to let go, but the sugar-like body in her arms collapsed into his body as if it was boneless.

"Miss?" The cold wind blew the voice hoarse. Perhaps the iron-clad body suffered from a bit of wind and cold, which made his face a little numb.

"It's okay." She raised her misty beautiful eyes and smiled lightly: "It's not very cold, just rely on you to keep warm. You can sit down together."

Hearing this, Po Yun had no choice but to sit down and carefully wrap her slender body around her from behind.

"When did it get dark?" Ju Fu seemed to be talking to himself or to him: "I don't seem to remember when was the last time I noticed it was dark."

"I remember."

Ju Fu looked up at him from his arms in slight surprise.

"That was the night before I left the village. I watched the stars with you in the yard. Your little body was nestled in my arms like soft candy until I fell asleep."

I will never forget that time.

After being deliberately sent away by her adoptive father for more than a month, when she came back to see you again, she was like a walking dead, so that night became his indelible memory.

The little limp body hid in his arms, holding the ancient book that someone gave her, shaking her head, pointing at the stars in the sky, and finally fell asleep in his arms greedily.

Although I entered the village to repay my kindness, the pain of bereavement is still there. "The whole family died in the natural disaster, and he was the only one left. During the day, he could hold back tears and focus on her and her foster father, but at night, he could bear the tears in his heart." How could he turn a blind eye to the pain? What's more, he was only a ten-year-old boy at that time!

Sifu's caring seldom gives him a chance to be alone, at least her soft body often lies in his arms, so that he gradually realizes that he is not the only one left in the world.

"Father Yi taught me to calculate." At that time, she pretended to be old-fashioned and shook her head to arrange his horoscope. "Bad luck can live for a long time. You can be as old as Grandpa Yu and not die."

"What's the point of living for a long time? Everyone who can accompany me is dead!"

She scratched her head and thought about it, then she smiled childishly at him and said:

"But there is hope in life!"

"What are you thinking?" Jue Fu asked to interrupt his memory.

He smiled slightly and said:

"I remembered you once said that there is hope in life."

"Did I...have I ever said such a thing?" She would only say what is the meaning of living? But at the mercy of God.

"Of course you don't remember if you have amnesia. I still remember that every time you approach me, there is always a sweet taste of sugar on your body, which makes people want to take a bite." He smiled and said: "My background does not allow too much Every time I go to the city with my father, my little sister and I will always sneak around to the sugar store to see the sweet smell, so my heart will be satisfied, so when I was saved by you, I still haven’t opened my eyes. I just smelled a sweet smell of sugar and thought I was really dead before God would let me fulfill this little luxury wish."

Tse Fook stares at his soft face Apparently memories are one of his most precious treasures and she can't remember anything All she knows is that she saved his life and there's a guy named "Broken Luck" who's been there her side.

No wonder there was always a man who couldn't see clearly in her dreams during the period when she first lost her memory His facial features, can not remember who he is.

"Do I feel like an extravagant wish to you?" she murmured.

"It used to be," he said softly.

"Isn't it now?"

"Not anymore. Not anymore. You're within arm's reach of me."

"Then call me Fu'er." The warm body beneath her trembled slightly. Is he nervous? She seemed to be slowly grasping his emotional response.

"Miss, I..."

Ju Fu blinked amusedly as he watched his handsome face turn red under the starlight.

"You said we eloped?"

Afraid that she would find a loophole in the lie, he hastily said, "It's eloping."

"Didn't you say that we are in love with each other? Didn't you still call me Miss when we were in love together?"

"Uh……"

"Call me Fu'er, tell the miss to recognize you more. Anyway, I'm not a miss anymore..." Seeing him open his mouth to speak, the index finger lightly rested on his lips and noticed that he was trembling. "Since we live together, you and I are equal. Can you make me a crutch tomorrow?"

"You--" Surprise is no longer the word that can describe the shock on his face.

"I forgot about the past, so my past is blank and nothing is written, right?" She first sighed forcefully, which seemed to let out a lot of dust accumulated in her heart, and then she sincerely Smiling, the slender eyes are squinted, and the smile is extraordinarily innocent and moving.

She said softly:

"Since it's all blank, I don't want to look back. Let's start over. We all started after elopement, okay?"

His lips parted slightly without knowing what to say and then closed for a while, he could only stare at her stupidly.

The wind blowing made her nestle into his arms with some chills and hang down from his arms. She raised her face and smiled and said, "So don't treat me like a waste anymore."

"I didn't-"

"If you don't have one, just give me a crutch. Maybe I won't be able to walk like an ordinary person in my life, but at least I don't have to rely on you for everything. Without you, I can only sit there and not move."

"I do not mind--"

"You still have to support your family, don't you? Or do you want to go hunting with me? Since it's your wife, you should do everything your wife should do." Is it because of the wind? Or do you suddenly feel sleepy because the past has really become blank? She closed her eyes and sighed with a relaxed smile, "I'm so sleepy..."

Now even if I close my eyes, my mind will automatically sketch out the facial features of the broken luck to make it clear. She didn't understand the reason, she just knew that when the thought "so his inner world is like this" flashed in her mind, there was a sudden desire to urge her to dig out what he was thinking all these years?

What were the three men thinking when a man named Po Yun was by her side all the time?

Even if it is just like what the righteous father said, even a person's self-righteous thoughts, decisions, and words are destined to escape the constraints of the horoscope, she still wants to know what is the reason why he will not be able to escape when he sees her alive. Without hesitation, he gave her the place of his accompanying wife.

"Fu'er..."

Sudden heart skipped a few beats.

"Fu'er..."

In the wind, there were his murmurs incessantly, talking to himself as if enjoying himself.

Ju Fu trembled slightly. why?

Why do I feel strange and strange when I hear his voice? She never calculated such a thing in her horoscope! Or did the righteous father not teach her this?

The warm touch suddenly touched her lips, just like the feeling when he kissed her forehead that day, she immediately opened her eyes and saw that he was kissing her!

At the beginning, they could only passively accept his domineering tenderness in the thin water, and they felt a little overwhelmed and weak. Later, his kiss became more and more aggressive, and her heart beat faster and faster. "You're right. .As long as you live, there is hope!" He murmured: "Is it a good thing to live a long life? You just...someone asked me sarcastically before, and now I can answer him yes, I want to live a long life As long as I live, I can wait for you to wait for a few years, I am willing, as long as I live, as long as you live! I will wait!"

Holding her small face in his hands and seeing that she didn't seem to be frightened, he smiled contentedly, tried his best to restrain the surging affection in his heart, and gently kissed her on the nose before hugging her tightly in his arms.

"Foer is between us and the ghost of the past that we both start over again."

As long as there is life... is there hope?

She repeated subconsciously between her lips.

Even after she died, did he still have the desire to see her? What about her? What was she thinking about when she lost her memory for a short time?

Who do you think will be involved in her future? Will she be reduced to begging on the street, or will someone from her family come all the way to find her?

At that time, she was nervous, looking forward to and afraid because the future was unknown.

now what?

Father Yi, you once made me have a deep-rooted concept. Human beings have spoken and acted, every action, every thought and every decision since birth. It seems that human beings are in control. In fact, they still cannot escape the destiny given by God.

Just like she saved the poor luck in the big snowstorm. On the surface, she is a lifesaver, but the truth is that she is destined to save the poor luck. On the fate chart of the bad luck, she meets a noble person by chance. Even if time goes back to that choice point, she is still there. Choosing to save him seems like a lot of choices. In fact, no matter how many times she does it again, she still can't escape the path that should be taken on the fate chart.

These are the things that her righteous father let her deeply experience, so she is full of despondency towards life and lives in this world like a walking corpse.

Let her remain in the world like a waste.

But the righteous father never told her that even if everything is doomed by the horoscope, even if people in the world are swayed by the horoscope, what about the emotional process?

Her heart beat like a drum, her heart would tremble, and her heart would feel a strange torrent just because he called "Fu'er". There was no way for her to experience these strange feelings in the horoscope!

Did she... miss a lot?

Her mind was in chaos, she repeatedly stated that she wanted to make the past a blank, but she couldn't help but think about everything her father taught her and everything she had thought about after losing her billion.

Everything made her dizzy—until a thought popped up suddenly, her red lips parted from kisses and she asked in a low voice, "I heard your heart beating so fast, why?"

He can understand her childlike doubts. Both of them have lived different lives since they were very young. They are puzzled by the feelings that ordinary people should have. It took him a long time to understand what it means to feel like that. what.

"My heart beats wildly and my blood pulse fluctuates because I like you, Fu'er."

She did not answer.

After a long, long time, Po Yun thought she was asleep, carefully carried her back to the house and put her to bed, and then laid down on the ground for a light sleep. Only then did he slowly open his eyes, showing a horrified expression.

So...she fell in love with Po Luck?