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Chapter 97 Observation

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    "But if you don't go, you can still be considered destined to meet the princess. No, we just happened to meet her. If I leave, I'm afraid I have to wait for the next opportunity."

    Mrs. Xue pinched the handkerchief to cover her mouth and smiled softly. After a while, she said: "I think Yuanniang, you have very good rules. I had some friendship with your mother at the beginning. After a while, Bao'er married into the Xue Mansion, and we  You can also be called a relative," Mrs. Xue said with a smile, "If I have anything to say, I will say it directly, Yuanniang, don't keep it in your heart."

    She paused and then asked: "I also regard you as one of my own, and I won't beat around the bush with you. You must have a close relationship with her and know what happened in Danyang. Why did she seek you out once?"  But she came back with red eyes and didn¡¯t say anything to her when asked"

    Fu Minghua's mind changed and he understood that the person who came to the painting studio this time was probably of high status and had a close relationship with her. Only then did Mrs.  What is the reason for friendship with her?

    Otherwise, Mrs. Xue would probably keep this matter in her heart, and at most she would ask Princess Danyang to stay away from her. When she mentioned this matter now, it seemed that Mrs. Xue was close to her and did not treat her as an outsider, so she spoke frankly.  explain.

    To be able to make Mrs. Xue act like this, Fu Minghua wondered, could it be that the third prince, Yan, was chasing her?

    ¡°Other than that, Fu Minghua can¡¯t think of anyone else who is worthy of Mrs. Xue joking to him like this.

    "If she loses her temper and says something to make you unhappy, don't take it to heart. I have to be such a daughter and spoil her rotten."

    Mrs. Xue said warmly, Fu Minghua smiled and nodded: "Madam, don't worry, the princess has already told me about this, she just misunderstood what I said."

    Mrs. Xue obviously knew about this. After hearing what Fu Minghua said, she just laughed and stopped talking.

    After entering the painting studio, Mrs. Xue led her straight to the second floor. Bilan and Biyun were waiting under the painting studio, and Aunt Jiang followed her up.

    The decoration on the second floor was elegant, and tables and couches were set up in the hall. Mrs. Xue led Fu Minghua into the room on the left. The maid raised the bead curtain, and Fu Minghua saw Yan Zhui at a glance.

    He sat closest to the fence, and the curtains hanging on both sides were rolled up, allowing him to easily have a panoramic view of the scene under the studio.

    A group of people were sitting around him. Fu Minghua saw Yan Zhui before he entered. He looked sideways at the painting studio without saying a word, but his momentum made it impossible for people to ignore him easily.

    Hearing the movement of the maid lifting the curtain, the people sitting turned their heads. Fu Minghua saw that in addition to Princess Xianrong, Duke Dingguo Xue Bo was also there, as well as several men sitting with their backs to the door.

    Fu Minghua stood behind the curtain and saw that two of these people were wearing purple robes and gold belts. Although their faces could not be seen, from their outfits, it could be seen that they were officials of the third rank or above of the imperial court.

    Yan Zhui actually met with the court officials privately here. For Emperor Jia'an, this matter was already taboo.

    I actually bumped into him, now I¡¯m in trouble.

    She turned to look at Mrs. Xue with cold eyes, but everyone in the room left through the other door because they found someone coming.

    Mrs. Xue motioned for her to come in, and then she retreated downstairs.

    People in the house already knew she was coming, so there was no use hiding.

    "Madam Fu." Yan Zhui saw her coming in, still sitting in the chair, tilting his head and playing with the tassels under the jade fish on his waist, with a smile on his lips, no anger visible.

    "Your Highness." Fu Minghua stepped forward and saluted. Aunt Jiang stood far away with a look of anxiety in her eyes.

    Yan Zhui listened to her words, then retracted his gaze from Tassel, and raised his head to look at Fu Minghua.

    This is not the first time he has seen Fu Minghua, nor is it the first time he has been alone with her, but the situation of this meeting is very different from the previous encounters.

    The girl stood in front of him in an orderly manner, with her eyes slightly lowered and her posture elegant, as if she was following a living book of etiquette rules.

    The smile on the corner of her mouth was just right, but she was so smart, she had just seen that scene, and she must have known what kind of situation she was in.

    But she was still so calm, not impatient or afraid.

    Yan Zhui suddenly felt more interesting.

    How could he think that the daughter of the Xie family from Jiangzhou was dull and boring?

    At that time, Fu Minghua gave him the impression that she was just the eldest daughter of the Changle Marquis Mansion. At most, she was the daughter of the Xie family. Xie family and Cui Guifei were old acquaintances.

    When he first met this young lady, he didn¡¯t even think she was related to other aristocratic families.What's different about women.

    Others envy Fu Minghua¡¯s mother, who was born in Jiangzhou, has a profound background, and makes people feel pleasing to the eye, but all this is not that strange to him.

    Yan Zhui is subtly similar to Fu Minghua, but his status is much higher than Fu Minghua.

    He looked at Fu Minghua in a new light after the wax festival.

    This young lady gave him surprises again and again, and he couldn't help but think of the night when Mr. Xie died more than two years ago.

    When she came back from the city and was hit by someone, the nanny next to her had a look of horror on her face, but she was still like this.

    It seemed like nothing could frighten her.

    Yan Zhui¡¯s smile deepened: ¡°Sit down.¡±

    Fu Minghua thanked him and sat down slowly.

    There was a smile on his lips, but his eyes were not gentle.

    Concubine Cui had misjudged her, and even he almost misjudged her.

    Recalling that someone had spoken to Fu Minghua before and invited her to play on the boat, Yan Zhui narrowed his eyes and remembered that it was He Yuanshen, the eldest son of Duke Wei, who was known as the handsome man in the world.

    Yan Zhui held the tassel in his hand, and the smile on his lips turned cold. The Duke of Wei had no way of getting her.

    "My mother-in-law likes my wife very much. If I have time, I will hand her a sign and enter the palace."

    He raised his head and looked at Fu Minghua smiling. Fu Minghua frowned.

    The third prince¡¯s words made her a little confused. Could it be that Concubine Cui had something to do with her?

    Yan Zhui looked at her expression, loosened the tassel in his hand, and turned to look under the studio:

    "When do you think Yunyang will come back?" Fu Minghua didn't know what he meant, so he paused for a while and said nothing.

    "Let me put it another way." Yan Zhui lowered his eyes and turned his eyes sideways: "According to Mrs. Fu, Jun Jihou is a short-lived man. How long can he live?"

    His voice was not loud, and even Aunt Jiang in the distance could not hear clearly, but Fu Minghua heard it.

    ¡°Obviously he knew that Marquis Jun Ji was anti-Tang, and he was just trying her words to see if her suggestion to Concubine Cui was sincere or intentional.

    Fu Minghua smiled: "If Your Highness takes a test on the rules of women's commandment, you might be able to answer the question."

    Before she finished speaking, there was a loud "clang" sound from downstairs, and the studio seemed to be hit hard by something. She couldn't sit upright, lying on the chair in a panic, feeling a little dizzy.  , Yan Zhui stood up and walked towards her: "Is it any serious problem?" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com
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