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    Fu Minghua¡¯s hand on his lap gradually tightened. Yan Zhui looked at her and said nothing. The left corner of his mouth slightly hooked up, and most of his aura was gone:

    "If I don't do it, then you won't owe me any favors."

    There was a trap hidden in his words, Fu Minghua frowned, Yan Zhui refused, she stretched out her hand, Yan Zhui watched her movements, smiling silently.

    "What do you think of your Highness's hands?"

    Yan Zhui opened his mouth and said: "The hands are like catkins, the skin is like gelatin. The collar is like a cricket grub, the teeth are like gourd rhinoceros, the head is like a moth and the eyebrows are like moths, and the beautiful eyes are looking forward to it."

    Although he is a prince, as he grows older, although Yan Zhui does not hold a post, he does not have free time every day.

    However, apart from his martial arts, riding and shooting skills, his literary talent is not inferior to his martial arts.

    At this time, the Book of Songs came to me easily, but there was no mention of "Qiaoxiaoqianxi", which probably refers to her calm personality and the lack of smiles.

    Fu Minghua knew this well. Hearing Yan Zhui praise her, he just smiled faintly and touched his hand:

    "Every day, the nuns in the mansion will serve the courtiers with meticulous care, even if it is as small as a fingernail." When she said this, Yan Zhui seemed to have an epiphany, and Fu Minghua continued:

    "But such meticulousness is not for the purpose of turning the courtier into a plaything and treating others as trivial."

    She raised her head and stared at Yan Zhui. Yan Zhui's expression was dark and inexplicable, and his eyebrows were sharp. Her expression was gentle, but she was soft on the outside and strong on the inside. She didn't dodge her eyes when she met him.

    Yan Zhui looked at her for a long time before slowly speaking:

    "Yuan Niang actually thinks of me like this?"

    "Isn't it?" Although Fu Minghua had a smile on his face at this time, the smile did not reach his eyes.

    Yan Zhui lowered his eyes and turned his head away: "Of course not."

    He has not yet grown up to the point where Emperor Jia'an regards women as playthings.

    "If he hadn't met Fu Minghua, and hadn't noticed her from the beginning to his interest in her, and even step by step until now, I'm afraid that a few years later, he would have been as cold-hearted as iron, treating women as fun things.

    But he met the best of her in his most youthful years. When he was not prepared, Mrs. Fu would always meet him by chance several times.

    Yan Zhui pursed his lips. He was more confident and courageous than Emperor Jia'an when he was a boy.

    He remembered that Yao Shi seemed to have asked him why he had to be Mrs. Fu, so Yan Zhui said:

    ¡°Beauty is easy to come by, but beauty is hard to find.¡±

    "If he didn't know Fu Minghua's true temperament, he might not have felt a little regretful if he let her go later.

    And Yan Zhui never allows himself to regret.

    "What he wants, he always strives for. The same is true for the throne, and the same is true for her.

    There are many beautiful women, but it¡¯s not surprising if you see them more often. On the contrary, people like Fu Minghua are even rarer.

    I just didn¡¯t expect Fu Minghua to think so.

    Fu Minghua was thinking about what Yan Zhui meant when he came up the stairs. Concubine Cui looked at Yan Zhui and seemed to realize something was wrong between them. She came over with a smile and started talking about other things.

    With her in the spotlight, Fu Minghua breathed a sigh of relief. When someone came to look for the third prince and Yan Zhui looked at her meaningfully and left, she remembered the purpose of her coming to the palace.

    The veil on her body has not yet been returned to Yan Zhui, but she forgot about it just now.

    "It's unfortunate that Yuan Niang came here. The lotus flowers are still not in bloom at this time. When the lotus flowers bloom in late June, the whole pond will look better." Concubine Cui changed the subject: "I will hold a lotus appreciation banquet in June.  "She smiled and pursed her lips, meaning: "Then there will be something good to see."

    ¡°I don¡¯t know whether she was referring to watching lotus flowers or watching the show between Concubine Rong and Sanniang Rong.

    When she returned from the palace, Aunt Jiang couldn't tell anything from her face. She dealt with the unhappy Bai family, endured the impatience in her heart, and answered Mr. Fu's detailed questions. He asked them very carefully.  , not wanting to miss every detail.

    By the time he came out of the Bai Family Courtyard after asking questions and was satisfied, it was already dark outside.

    Bilan borrowed a lantern from someone and lit it as she walked beside her. Fu Minghua's shadow lengthened under the light. Under the night, the Changle Marquis Mansion was so quiet that it looked like the mouth of a giant beast that chooses people to devour.

    Half a month later, news came from the palace that Concubine Rong was pregnant. The emperor was overjoyed and granted a pardon to the world, exempting her from taxes for one year.

    Suddenly, people all over the world rushed to tell each other and celebrated together.

    Under such circumstances, the Bai family quietly made an agreement with Tangyin County's uncle's house.The marriage between Fu Qixian and Yang.

    When the news spread, many aunts in Fu Qixian's backyard were gnashing their teeth. Fu Minghua's house suddenly became lively. All day long, there were always aunts sending their daughters to come, wanting to get some news from Fu Minghua.

    At first, she kept seeing him, but as time went by, she became a little annoyed, so she asked Aunt Jiang to send them away.

    On the Dragon Boat Festival, Mrs. He from Duke Wei¡¯s Mansion sent an invitation, inviting her to eat rice dumplings and watch dragon boats in Wangjiang Pavilion.

    In addition to the post, the Duke of Wei also sent rice dumplings wrapped in five-color silk thread and a small jar of wine soaked in calamus and realgar, which was very considerate.

    Aunt Jiang flipped through the post and asked: "It's okay to go, but last time I offended Rong Sanniang, she didn't seem to be a generous person who didn't care about past grudges, so I thought it would be better to give some gifts in return to make it better."  This matter has been postponed.¡±

    Fu Minghua thought for a while. Although he offended Rong Sanniang last time, Concubine Rong was pregnant. Now Rong Sanniang has not been rewarded, so it is better to add fuel and vinegar to the fire.

    "People have been offended anyway, so why not offend them even more!"

    Thinking of this, Fu Minghua shook his head and agreed to go.

    Fu Mingxia fell into the water and made a fool of herself last time. This time, although she was jealous that Fu Minghua could be invited by the young lady of Duke Wei's palace, she didn't make any fuss about going with her. Although Bai didn't like Fu Minghua, she saw that Wei was  It was a gift from the Duke's Mansion, but she felt flattered, and she had her own banquet to attend, so she agreed.

    On the day of the Dragon Boat Festival, Grandma Jiang took the colorful silk beads that had been strung long ago and asked the maid who was combing her hair to put them into Fu Minghua's double bun.  .

    It was still early at this time, and there were not many people on the river. Someone just dragged the dragon boat over the river, but did not push it into the water.

    Originally, she thought that the lady from Duke Wei's mansion and others who posted the post must not have arrived, so she could enjoy a rare leisure time. However, she didn't expect that as soon as she went upstairs, she heard a male voice speaking in a low voice:

    "Now only this little bit of blood is left, this time"

    She paused, but the people upstairs seemed to have sharp ears and eyes, and immediately stopped talking.

    Fu Minghua was about to retreat downstairs, but two women entered Wangjiang Pavilion downstairs.

    One of the older women comforted in a low voice: "Sister, please be careful, the stairs are steep."

    Hearing this voice, Fu Minghua narrowed her eyes and tightened her fingers on the railing. She turned around and her eyes fell on the two women who entered Wangjiang Pavilion.

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    It was too late to go home yesterday.  .  .

    I gritted my teeth and endured the sleepiness.  .  .

    A chapter that was drawn out.  .  .

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