Master Fu’s Prideful Wife

The autumn rain in the royal capital always came very quickly, dribbling down from the sky, the rain falling from the leaves and soaking the fluffy soil.

The air is filled with the smell of earth and the characteristic earth after the rain has soaked in the mountains.

The mountains are quiet and peaceful, and the houses built of pure wood have a unique style and cultural heritage here.

On the soft couch in the house, a warm blue quilt wrapped the girl sleeping peacefully with her eyes closed.

The person sitting on the steps outside looked back, lowered his head and continued to organize the things in his hands.

The fingers covered under the quilt moved slightly, and the woman who had been standing beside saw it and turned to look out the door.

"Sir, this lady is awake!"

After three days and three nights, people finally woke up.

The man who was cutting bamboo on the steps got up and walked over, and the woman who had woken up and sat on the bed.

Le Jia looked at the person in front of her, her head was dizzy after sleeping for the past few days, and she couldn't tell where she was for a while.

"You go out first." He told the woman he was taking care of to go out.

Le Jia's mind quickly turned around what had happened these days, and she was still a little dazed.

"I remember you were..."

She remembered that this person was the bodyguard of the council hall and had met a few times in the council hall.

"In order to save His Highness, I made this last resort in a desperate situation, and I hope His Highness will forgive my disrespect."

Le Jia remembered that she had been given death and had already drank poison, but now she opened her eyes again and was in this place.

"How long have I slept?"

The man bowed his head and said respectfully, "Three days."

Three days have passed, and Le Jia was stunned for a while, and then asked, "Why do you want to save me?"

This is what she is most curious about. In the huge palace, these people are the only ones who follow His Majesty the King.

She was given to death by His Majesty the King, how could this person dare to take a big crime to save her.

"I have received His Highness's favor, maybe you have forgotten it, but this is enough for me to go through fire and water for you." He lowered his head and took a bottle of beaten medicine from his arms and handed it over.

Le Jia took the bottle over and glanced at it with a puzzled face, and vaguely remembered who this person was.

"I was punished and stood guard with injuries. It was His Highness who gave me this bottle of medicine. I will never forget it for the rest of my life."

So carry a medicine bottle with you, some favors should be remembered for a lifetime.

"How did you save me?"

He handed over the things he had prepared, "After I knew what Your Majesty was thinking, I secretly changed the medicine that the attendant brought. After you took the medicine for suspended animation, I dug you out of the mass grave at the right time."

"Mass Burial Mound?" Le Jia said these three words with an indescribable bitterness on the tip of her tongue.

It turned out that in the end, her body was wrapped in a mass grave, and she was not qualified to enter the royal mausoleum.

"I placed a fake body, don't worry, no one will find it." He soothed Le Jia's emotions.

The person in front of him lowered his head and pondered for a while, and asked the most difficult thing, "Can I see the news? I want to see what the situation is now?"

He seemed embarrassed, staring at Le Jia for a moment.

Le Jia lifted the quilt and stood up, stepped on the ground barefoot, "Don't worry, I just want to know what's going on now."

The latest news is playing on the screen, and the people standing in front of the palace are several counts and princes.

"There was a riot in the palace. Princess Lejia unfortunately died in the riot at the age of eighteen."

It was only such a short sentence, but she understood that the royal family might have already determined her crime of rebellion.

"Your Majesty personally ordered that you will not enter the royal tomb after your death, you will not enjoy sacrifices, and you will be removed from the royal family."

There is no record of Princess Lejia in the entire royal family tree.

For the news sent by the royal family, many people choose not to believe it, and they also question this statement very much.

Princess Lejia unfortunately died, and no one can tell exactly why.

How the princess died, whether it was an **** or something else, nothing was made clear.

But there have been rumors among the people that the princess herself was the leader of the rebellion and was given death by the king.

Regarding matters concerning the royal family, it is expressly stipulated in the laws of the K country that civilians are not allowed to arbitrarily discuss the royal family.

That's why they can only do so.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, your matter has not affected His Highness Yin Sa and His Highness Jiatong." The man calmed her down.

Le Jia closed the news. Now that she is dead, she has no right to care about the affairs of the royal family.

"Princess??"

Looking at Le Jia's appearance, he let out a soft cry.

"What's your plan next?"

Le Jia looked out the window, even if she survived now, the top priority is to get out of here as quickly as possible.

"If you need me, I can help you. People outside should not misunderstand you like this."

His meaning is very clear, Le Jia can launch a counterattack against Hattas and clear the charges on her.

There is even hope of succeeding to the queen's position, and now most of the power in the army is in the hands of Princess Lejia.

As long as she wants, she can launch a counterattack at any time.

"Thank you, what's your name?" Le Jia looked at him.

The man was stunned for a moment, then responded, "Hebrew."

"I need you to help me fetch it from the capital." Le Jia said, picked up the pen and paper on the side and wrote something and handed it over.

Hebrew looked down at the series of addresses on the paper, and immediately packed up and left.

After he left, the woman in charge of taking care of Le Jia pushed in the door and saw Le Jia who was wearing clothes.

"Can you make me something to eat, I want some soup."

The woman nodded and backed out. Mr. Hebrew had instructed him to take good care of this young lady without any mistakes.

Le Jia lowered her head, as if all the jewelry she was wearing was still there, as well as the bracelet and necklace on her hand.

It was already dark when Hebrew returned from the trip, and as soon as he entered the small courtyard, he saw the woman who rushed out anxiously.

"Sir, that lady is gone!"

Hebrew pushed the door open and saw only the letters left on the case.

She has made a choice.

Nowadays, the intercontinental is unstable. Several small border countries have been in constant war for years, and the big countries are eyeing each other. If she really wants to lead a counter-offensive, the small border countries will wait for the opportunity and send troops to attack, and the border will definitely be in chaos.

If she caused a war between countries because of her grievances alone, and caused more sacrifices that didn't matter, it would be her sin.

Now that everything has passed, she will not pursue it again, and she cannot destroy the stability of the entire country for her momentary anger.

Hebrew's eyes fell on the last line of words. Everything ended with Lejia's death. Thank you for your help, and I hope you must keep this secret.

She took everything to death.

She made all the worst plans, even if she just left, she was certain that Hebrew would not dare to leak the news of her life.

After several turns of the picture, Wen Li saw the people in the picture have changed their faces, entered from the border of K country, went to Xizhen, and lived under the name of Hua Yan for a period of time.

Aside from her identity as a princess, she is just a girl who has just turned eighteen years old, with the lively nature of a girl.

After starting to publish paintings in the name of Yan Hua, Hua Yan went to the imperial capital with her drawing board on her back. Even if she was separated from her identity as a princess, the contacts she had come into contact with were there.

After she arrived in the imperial capital, she met the elegant and gentle Wen Xuqian, who was also Fu Han again and again. The communication between art was always so direct and hot.

Fu Han admired Yan Hua's ability very much, and gave her his own venue to hold an art exhibition, which also made Yan Hua famous.

It was followed by the wedding of Hua Yan and Wen Xuqian. The two only had a simple ceremony, but she saw the most happiness on their faces.

Time passed little by little, followed by her birth.

As the baby's cry sounded, Prince Pei saw two crying babies in the picture.

"It's actually twins." He said and looked at Wen Li.

So there is another child.

After Wen Xuqian lowered his head and kissed his wife's forehead lightly, he carried one of the babies to the door of the ward.

The eyes of the couple met in the air, Le Jia's face turned pale, and her eyes were full of pain.

There was a wordless tacit understanding between the two, and finally Wen Xuqian left with the child in his arms.

From then on, there was only a child growing up in the picture until Wen Li was five years old.

The couple packed up their luggage and left the imperial capital in a hurry. The two burned photos in the middle of the night, and the flames jumped on their faces.

Le Jia leaned on her husband's shoulders with a rare heaviness on her face.

"Can we get through this?" Le Jia suddenly asked.

Over the years, she has deliberately avoided watching the news of country K. According to the news a few days ago, Jiatong's husband is now the regent.

She could see that name clearly too, Hebrew.

Coming out of that palace, she knew exactly what power would make a person look like.

If the Hebrews were to lose themselves in power, then everything could become a ladder that could be used to climb up.

Hebrew was the only one who knew she was still alive, and it was imperative to be on guard anyway.

Now, she can no longer withstand the second injury.

She couldn't let her daughter go wrong again.

It's a pity that the family who moved out of the imperial capital to Wutong Town did spend a short and warm time.

Two figures, one tall and one short, appeared in the mirror. Le Jia was standing in front of the sunflower field, holding a watering kettle in his hand.

When she saw the blood-covered boy brought back by her daughter, Le Jia was obviously stunned.

She turned around and called out, and Wen Xuqian in the laboratory rushed out after hearing it.

"Dad is injured, can you heal him?"

This was the first sentence that five-year-old Wen Li said.

Wen Xuqian and Le Jia looked at each other and smiled, and after listening to their daughter's words, they brought people into the house.

When treating the wound to the young man, the little girl stood by the side the whole time, hiding behind her mother, daring not to look at the bleeding wound, although she was obviously afraid, she stuck her head out to look at it several times.

Le Jia was also amused by her. She squatted down and said to her daughter, "Are you scared now? You weren't so scared when you saw your brother just now."

Wen Xuqian skillfully cut the thread that sutured the wound, "She's not afraid of anything outside when she's not with us."

Le Jia rubbed her daughter's head, "What do you usually do when you're scared?"

After listening to her mother's words, the little girl thought for a while, then turned and ran up the stairs.

"The wound can't touch the water and can't make violent movements..." Wen Xuqian instructed halfway, looking at the torn clothes on the boy's body, "otherwise you can live here for as long as you want."

The young man gathered up his clothes and suddenly looked at the couple, "Aren't you afraid that I'm a bad person?"

Ordinary parents would not dare to let their children approach such a person.

"My daughter just saw a person in need. She has a pair of eyes that can discern people's hearts. Besides, your eyes tell me that you are not a bad person." Le Jia soothed the boy's emotions.

The little girl who ran upstairs stepped down and passed the lollipop in her hand.

"Every time I get an injection, my grandfather said that eating candy won't hurt. This is for my big brother."

The boy crouched down and took the candy from her hand.

The boy covered in blood stayed in their house for a while.

On the night he was leaving, the teenager met Wen Xuqian and his wife alone.

"Li Li is asleep?" Le Jia glanced behind him.

Since the boy came to the house, his daughter has always been pestering him, and every night he has been coaxing him to sleep after telling a story.

So many days have passed, and Wen Xuqian felt abandoned by his daughter for a while.

"I'm leaving tomorrow," he said.

Wen Xuqian and Le Jia looked at each other. They got along very well this week. Wen Li, a little scumbag, followed behind him, and he even helped him take a bath.

Daughter rarely likes a person so much, and Le Jia can see it clearly.

"Thank you." The boy bowed and thanked him very sincerely.

"We also listened to our daughter's request, so you don't have to be so polite." Wen Xuqian helped the boy to straighten up, "After returning home, pay attention to the wound and not tear it apart."

The boy thought for a while, but still said, "I can satisfy you if you have any requirements."

The couple looked at each other, and finally Le Jia spoke.

"I can see that you are not a child of an ordinary family. I have an unkind request. I wonder if you will agree."

The young man raised his eyes and stared blankly at the person in front of him.

"If you can meet again someday in the future, I would like to ask you to bless her."

At that moment, the boy seemed to see something in her eyes.

He said almost without thinking, "I will definitely come back to pick her up."

The young man came on the sunset and walked off on the morning dew. Le Jia stood on the balcony on the second floor and watched the back of the young man leave, the corners of his lips curved slightly.

A letter in the evening broke their quiet and peaceful life.

The envelope had the familiar pattern of ginkgo leaves, so one could imagine where the letter came from.

"Hebrew..." Lejia said the name.

The letter paper in his hand was tightly clenched together, and only three sentences were written on it, and I hoped to have a narration.

Even if she has been incognito for so long, the Hebrew who now holds great power is still easy to find.

"What should I do?" Wen Xuqian asked.

"Leave here immediately, ask Dad to take Li Li, and you go too, I'll stay here."

Wen Xuqian rejected the decision, "No, I won't go."

"In order to ensure safety, I don't think the Hebrews came here specially to kill me. Hurry up and leave immediately."

Le Jia held the letter paper. Letters have always been the slowest. Now that this letter has arrived, it is not far away.

I'm afraid it is, the comers are not good...