The Way of Favors

Fu Rong was held in Fu Chen's arms, and the crowd sighed in his ears, the regrets of adults, and the crying of fear of children, all mixed.

Fu Rong wanted to get rid of his brother and see how Qi Zhu was going, Fu Chen pressed her head tightly to prevent her from turning back.

Words such as going out and catching evil were spoken one after another, and finally Fu Rong heard them.

A man who has been working outside all year round came home at the end of the year and found that his wife and the man next door were getting better. He felt resentful and learned that the two were going to have a private meeting tonight. He specially prepared a pot of hot oil and prepared for revenge. The wife just saw her husband chasing him up, and was impatiently using Qi Zhu as a shield.

Hot oil splashed noodles...

Fu Rong tried to imagine the scene, shaking all over.

How could this be?

Didn't my father say that he arranged for the thief to catch Qi Zhu and accidentally scratch Qi Zhu's face when he threatened with a knife?

Why...

Was it because she was unexpectedly seriously ill and his father changed his mind temporarily?

With confusion in his mind, Fu Rong heard Qi Ce crying to his sister as if crying instead of crying, and his voice faintly revealed that he was at a loss. He heard Xu Yan calmly arranging for someone to ask the doctor to inform Qi Mansion by the way. He heard Qi Ce's almost roaring angry questioning. , Heard a scream of apocalypse from a strange man and a woman's shrill cry for help.

There was no Qi Zhu's voice.

Did you fainted, or...

Recalling Qi Zhu's painful and desperate wailing, Fu Rong could no longer have the idea of ​​looking there, buried in his brother's arms, shaking uncontrollably. She hated Qi Zhu and wanted to retaliate against her with disfigurement, so that she would not dare to look in the mirror for the rest of her life. Life would be better than death, but she had never thought of using such a cruel way.

With a stroke of the knife, hot oil splashed on his face, disfigured, but he had to choose one. Fu Rong believed that no one would choose the latter.

Fu Rong didn't blame his father for being cruel, but it was for her no matter how cruel, it was Qi Zhu who took the blame. She didn't sympathize with Qi Zhu either, she just couldn't accept such torturing way for a while. This has nothing to do with hatred, even if it is a stranger, Fu Rong couldn't help but feel the same.

After gradually calming down, all of Fu Rong's resentment with Qizhu disappeared.

Once thought of using the same way to appease her nauseous her, now Fu Rong has completely given up, she has avenged her, she doesn’t want to hear any more news about Qi Zhu, she doesn’t want to know what her face has become, more Don't want to see it in person.

"Brother, you take me home first." Fu Rong said quietly.

Fu Chen heard it, patted her on the shoulder, covered the hat on her cloak, and then called Xu Yan: "I'll take the third sister home first, and come back later, if you have trouble here, take care of it first, Boyu... Now he can't take care of us anymore." He looked sad.

Xu Yan looked at the little girl shrinking in her brother's arms, expecting that she was frightened, pitying and fearful, nodded, and said nothing.

Fu Chen glanced at the place that was hidden by the crowd for the last time, and helped his sister away.

After the carriage abducted from Qing'an Street, the surroundings gradually calmed down. Fu Chen looked at his pale sister with closed eyes, and asked worriedly: "I can't bear it anymore? Do you think we are too cruel?"

Fu Rong shook his head, afraid of his brother’s misunderstanding, and quickly explained clearly: "No, my father and brother are all for my good. I am not that stupid. I complain about my relatives for the enemy. I am just like, if you don’t know it, it is like, you pour oil on a pig. I heard that it was still uncomfortable, and it will be fine after a while, brother don't think too much."

Fu Chen smiled softly and said in a low voice: "We didn't want to be so cruel, but you don't know it, you don’t know it, your face turned blue when you vomit, and you can only get something when you are lying there. How uncomfortable. So this is what she deserves, you don't have to have any intolerance, think about it, if you have three long and two short, will she be uncomfortable?"

Fu Rong was not guilty at all. Hearing what his brother said, the ambiguity in his heart was gone, and he let out a long sigh of relief: "Okay, I don't want those things anymore, let's take care of our own."

Fu Chen smiled and stroked her head.

When they got home, the brothers and sisters went to the main room and warm house together. Fu Pinyan and Qiao were playing the leaf card with their two daughters. The official brother stopped early and was hugged by the nurse. The brothers and sisters came in back and forth, Fu Pinyan raised his eyes and looked up and saw that his children were safe and sound. He smiled and asked while playing cards, "Why did you come back so early?"

Fu Rong sat next to Fu Wan and tilted his head to look at the cards.

Fu Chen spoke, only to say something, the family knew it well, and they didn't ask. After playing two more laps, Fu Pinyan put down the cards and said to the three daughters: "It's not early, go back and rest." Since the Qi family had such a big incident, since he and his wife knew about it, they would have to go there and see.

The three sisters went out together.

It was dark at night, and the lantern was not shining too clearly. Fu Wan took one and sent Fu Xuan home first. Then she asked Fu Rong, "Sister, will you sleep with you tonight?" She didn't know exactly what her father did, but only knew. Qi Zhu must have been caught, she worried that her sister would be soft-hearted and had nightmares at night.

Fu Rong shook his head. Seeing her sister's face full of worry, he deliberately joked: "If my sister wants to practice legs with me, then come."

"I'm not going crazy with you." Fu Wan squeezed her younger sister's face, and she was relieved that her younger sister could still joke.

At the intersection, the two went back to their residences separately.

Fu Rong felt a little tired, so he let the two maids go out after washing.

It is time for Meixiang to watch the night tonight to send Lanxiang away. She closed the door and turned off the lights, and crawled onto the outside couch in the dark.

In the room, Fu Rong specially asked them to leave a lamp to illuminate.

After lying on the bed covered by the warmth by Lady Nuan, Fu Rong opened his eyes and hung up half of the gauze tent. The lights came in, and the bed lit up a lot. She covered the quilt again and stared at the bed in a daze.

Except this time, she has not harmed anyone in her two lifetimes.

My family was kept in good order by his parents, the subordinates kept themselves safe, and the family was even more intimate. Fu Rong's understanding of the conspiracy in the mansion was all heard. After marrying to the prefectural palace, the mother-in-law can deal with her with only one word of filial piety, and the little sister-in-law will only cry and sneer, except to add congestion to her, she has not done anything to hurt her. .

Then she went to the capital with her parents.

The three-bedroom of the Fu family, Dafang Jingyanghou is very disciplined, and Madam Hou’s words and deeds are also quite generous. Of course, this is all on the face. As far as Rong knows, it seems that his parents and Dafang have never had a big commotion. As for the three rooms, the third master was gone a long time ago, and the third wife and the fifth girl were left behind. They are usually widowed and less troublesome.

Fu Rong had trouble with the four girls in Dafang and some noble ladies from Beijing. Only when she entered Beijing at the end of the year, she moved to Suwang's Mansion in May, so she didn't have the opportunity to fight with them. As for Su Wang's Mansion, the entire backyard was herself, and Fu Rong's life was unprecedentedly clean.

So what happened tonight was the worst revenge she had ever seen in her two lifetimes.

Perhaps it was too unexpected, not as easy as imagined.

But who is to blame?

Fu Rong felt relieved again when he thought that his previous brother had lost Qi Zhu's hypocritical face.

But she still didn't feel a little sleepy. After tossing and tossing twice, Fu Rong pushed the quilt into the bed, lay flat, and practiced with her legs raised.

The silver frost charcoal was placed in the room, and it was a bit cold when it suddenly appeared, but fortunately, it became hot after practicing.

Fu Rong deliberately wanted to put himself asleep, so after two quarters of training, he continued to persist.

She closed her eyes and concentrated, without noticing that anyone came in silently.

Xu Jin stopped on the side of the screen away from the light, looking at the **** the bed with weird movements, with faint eyes.

She used a pale pink gauze tent and the mattress was the same color, but she was wearing a bright red pajamas. The pajamas are also tighter in winter than in summer, and there is not much skin exposed under the neck. On the chest, when I stand, I look a little eye-catching, but now it is not obvious when I lie down.

What made Xu Jin unable to move her eyes were her slightly opened lips, her little hands holding on to the mattress, and her pair of white lotus feet swinging in the air.

What made him restless was the sound of her lips overflowing, the creaking sound of her legs swinging the canopy bed, the forbearance of her biting her lips and occasionally shaking her head.

All of this is familiar to him, but at that time her leg was held high by him, her hand grabbed him for a while and grabbed the mattress, her head swayed harder, her mouth was crying and begging continuously. , It's just that the bed shook louder then because he was above her...

With a tight throat, Xu Jin raised his hand and loosened his collar.

Fu Rong stopped suddenly and opened his eyes.

Xu Jin dashed towards her when she lowered her leg, pressing on her domineeringly, covering her mouth tightly with one hand, staring at her beautiful frightened eyes, and whispered in a dumb voice: "It's me, I'll see you. No, I let go, don't you shout?"

She said so, but she didn't want to let go at all. Her face was delicate and hot, because she was still panting, and her hot lips touched his palms, bringing unspeakable comfort. A heart had long thought of other things, Xu Jin didn't even realize that his face was about to stick to it, and the desire and hope in his eyes had nowhere to hide.

This bastard!

Suddenly being attacked, or someone who shouldn't be here at all, or in her boudoir, Fu Rong's eyes are about to breathe fire!

She was furious, Xu Jin suddenly remembered the last time the little girl was in tears after being frivolous by him, quickly let go, pulled the quilt and wrapped her tightly, and whispered to apologize: "Don't be angry, I didn't The other meaning is to be afraid that you will startle the maid by shouting."

Fu Rong was wrapped in him into a silkworm, with only one head exposed outside. Looking at the man sitting next to him, Fu Rong knew no matter how angry he could not make trouble, and said bitterly: "Why are you here? Are you here to ruin me? The lord really wants me to die, so just say yes. Now, I will bite my tongue and kill myself!"

Her anger was not adulterated at all, Xu Jin was a little puzzled, and immediately relieved when Fu Rong's defensive eyes were met.

In his eyes, she is his prospective princess, the woman who has had fish and water love with him countless times, and he has never thought of avoiding taboos. But she was different. She was just a fourteen-year-old official lady. Even if she wanted to marry him, she would definitely not be able to bear his unruly behavior.

How can you make her angry if you want to get her heart?

Xu Jin got up, moved a chair over and placed it gently in front of the bed. After sitting down, he saw Fu Rong's face still full of displeasure, and said helplessly: "I came all night just to see you, why do you say it so bad? It’s not that it’s inconvenient to see you in the daytime, and I won’t make a move.

Fu Rong was really not used to such a soft-spoken Su Wang, and looked at him weirdly: "Today is the Lantern Festival, don't the prince go into the palace?"

Her small thorns finally converged. Xu Jin secretly thanked that she had chosen the right method. She leaned forward slightly, and Fengyan looked at her without deep meaning: "Go, stay until the latter half of the day, and escaped with drunken excuses. Fortunately, I You have a good horse, so you can get your whip quickly and come over before you fall asleep so that you can talk to you."

In the end, his voice was as soft as a spring breeze, sultry, and his eyes were even more affectionate.

The author has something to say: Su Wang: My family is really attractive, hehe.

Beautiful woman: So I'm good enough for you, right? If you stay in the small black house for a few more days, you will get welfare.

King Su: Well, when will we get married?

Beautiful woman: Converted into the number of chapters in the little black house of yours, wait, I have to turn on the calculator to calculate.