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Chapter 286 Blessings and Disasters

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    "I have conveyed all the words according to your order." The woman knelt on the ground, folded her hands on the ground, and rested her forehead on the back of her hands: "The princess only said a few words, and she told the slave to say it to you."  Madam, please listen."

    "a few words?"

    Bai Shi asked back, and an unknown fire welled up in her heart: "Her sister is getting married. She neither asked the imperial concubine for gifts nor went to the palace to ask the queen mother to issue a decree for good luck. She just said a few words?  "

    Her voice gradually rose, and dissatisfaction came out of her words. Bai almost crushed the tea bowl in her hand.

    Dense beads of sweat appeared on Mammy¡¯s forehead. There was a needle hidden in Bai¡¯s tone, and every word she spoke was like a thorn in her body.

    "The princess just said a few words."

    She resisted Bai's fierce gaze and spoke with difficulty.

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    "What did you say?"

    Obviously, Fu Houye also heard Bai's conversation with this mother -in -law, came in and pulled the Doupeng on his body, threw it into the hands of his lower person, and asked.

    When the old lady came back, she had already memorized Fu Minghua's words several times. Although she didn't understand it at this time, she hurriedly spoke out when Fu Houye asked.

    "Misfortune lies where blessings depend, and blessings lie where misfortune lies. Glory and wealth are always there in life, but there is no time in life. It's useless to force it." She retorted, "Remember it and go back and tell Madam."

    She even said what Fu Minghua told her at that time, and tried her best to imitate Fu Minghua's tone, but she didn't imitate it very well. On the contrary, it was a bit ridiculous when she said it.

    After finishing speaking, the mother-in-law closed her mouth, Mr. Fu muttered, and the room suddenly became silent.

    "Is there anything else?"

    Mr. Fu Hou asked with a glint in his eyes.

    The woman thought about it again and again, and shook her head firmly: "No more."

    "Blessings and misfortunes depend on each other? What does Yuan Niang mean? Is it the emperor? Or is it the prince"

    He frowned and sent the woman away, but he made some calculations in his mind.

    ¡° Mr. Fu always thinks too much and is suspicious.

    At this time, Fu Minghua¡¯s specially asked words made him full of doubts, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became.

    Mrs. Bai sneered: "It's just a trick to get us to help her."

    As soon as she finished speaking, Mr. Fu glanced at her, which made Bai Shi feel confused, so he explained:

    "Although the King of Qin is very popular now, the emperor has not appointed him as the prince. The Rong family is now powerful. I am afraid that she is very anxious for the sake of the King of Qin and wants to ask for our help." Bai Shi chuckled:  "What kind of blessings and misfortunes are there? They are just talking nonsense, trying to lure us into being deceived. As if no one knows what she is thinking, but who doesn't know Sima Zhao's intentions?"

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    What she said was not completely unreasonable, so Mr. Fu naturally fell silent.

    Yan Zhui came back on the third day of November. Before the others arrived, the gifts and other gifts had already been sent back to the palace. Emperor Jia'an wanted to summon him to ask about the current situation in the Hetao area. He was afraid that he would stay in the palace tonight.  inside.

    In the evening, when Yan Zhui still didn't come back at the middle of Haishi, Fu Minghua ordered people to lock the door and go to bed first.

    In the middle of the night, she vaguely heard the sound of "Xixisuosuo" coming from the house. The sound was very light and small, as if someone had deliberately slowed down their movements.

    Fu Minghua woke up with a start. There was a man sitting on the foot couch, his head lowered as if he was tying the knot of his clothes.

    She sat up immediately.

    The person keeping vigil tonight should be Biluo. I don¡¯t know when she went out. She blinked her eyes and became more awake. The large piece of green gauze hanging down at the door of the room revealed hazy light. Through the hanging layers of gauze,  She vaguely saw the figure and called out:

    "Your Majesty."

    Sitting in front of the couch, the person buttoning up his clothes was clearly Yan Zhui, whom he had not seen for several months.

    Fu Minghua didn¡¯t expect that he would come back in the middle of the night, so he immediately raised the curtain. As expected, the light became much clearer. Yan Zhui smiled bitterly:

    "I still woke you up."

    He had the bitter smell of medicinal materials mixed with the smell of blood. Fu Minghua lifted the quilt and sat on the bedside. He saw towels and medicine jars placed on the other side of the footbed.

    "Are you injured?"

    She stood up and squattedSitting next to the couch, Yan Zhui forced himself to sit on the inner wooden couch, dragged off the thick silk quilt on the bed, wrapped her tightly, held her in his arms, and sighed: "The wind blows at night.  big."

    It has already started snowing in Luoyang, and although there was a fire burning in the house, it was extremely cold after nightfall. He was wearing thin clothes, but he could not see her in her pajamas.

    "When did you come back? Why didn't you let me hold a lamp to wake me up?"

    She was restrained in Yan Zhui's arms and did not dare to struggle.  She didn't know where Yan Zhui was injured, but she was afraid that she would touch his wound whenever she moved.

    It's just that although the two are husband and wife, they are so close, but they have been separated for such a long time. When Yan Zhui hugged her, she was a little shy and at a loss. Her body was stiff for a long time before Yan Zhui coughed and said something to herself.  He took off the quilt and wrapped himself with Fu Minghua before letting out a sigh of relief.

    "Yuan Niang, until now, when I hold you in my arms, I feel that I have really come back from the Hetao area."

    He lowered his head and kissed the top of her head and ears. The hot air he blew when he spoke touched her cheeks and neck, making her curl up on her toes and shrink her shoulders.

    "When did you come back? Why didn't you let someone hold the lamp?"

    The two of them huddled on the foot couch, surrounded by a silk quilt.

    In the quilt was the faint fragrance of Fu Minghua. On the cold night, he hurried back home on the ice and snow just to cuddle up with her at this moment.

    ¡°I¡¯ve been back for a while, I¡¯m afraid I¡¯ll wake you up.¡±

    His voice was incredibly gentle.

    After returning to Luoyang, Emperor Jia'an talked to him for a while. Seeing that he was injured, he originally wanted to keep him in the palace for a night, but he was anxious to come back.

    By the time Yan Zhui returned to Prince Qin's Mansion, the inner courtyard of the mansion had long been locked, and the people waiting around him came in temporarily to call it open.

    When he entered the room, Fu Minghua was already asleep. Several servants wanted to help him wash up, but he stopped them. He didn't even hold the light for fear of waking her up.

    I just didn¡¯t expect that being so careful would still wake her up.

    Yan Zhui hugged her tighter:

    "Do you miss me?"

    He gently took Fu Minghua¡¯s ear and bit it.

    It has been more than three months since Yan Zhui went out in late July.  Before he left, he said he would be back in as little as seven or eight days, or as much as half a month. Who would have thought it would take such a long time.

    The two of them were newlyweds and deeply in love.  Separating after getting married would be more difficult for Yan Zhui than before when he was not married.

    Fu Minghua trembled slightly when he bit his ear.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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