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Chapter 484 Magical Powers

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    Mrs. Han touched her daughter¡¯s head and smiled softly:

    "Of course not, it's just that your seventh uncle has big things to do now, and the Xue family has to win him over. Even if he doesn't win over him, he will have to stand by and watch and lose his position as General Wei, the leader of the left army!" Han said later.  , his voice gradually became softer, and then he ordered his daughter: "Don't act willfully and miss your seventh uncle's important event, otherwise I will not be able to protect you in the future." After saying that, Mrs. Han remembered that her tone of speech was too strong and coaxing.  Qiniang:

    "Don't worry, your seventh uncle will definitely not forget your contribution when things are done. In the future, the next generation of the Yan family will definitely have the blood of the Rong family."

    This is what Concubine Rong promised to the Rong family.

    After hearing this, Mrs. Rong Qi seemed to understand but still nodded: "I understand."

    Yan Zhui decided to return to Youzhou on the seventh day of February, but the night before he made a marching route map that might be useful when facing off against Prince Zhongxin. Until the second watch, Xu Zisheng and others dispersed one after another, and the lights in the study  However, Yan Zhui was still busy writing, preparing a letter for his wife.

    Yao Shi walked at the end and paused. Seeing his serious expression, he couldn't help but ask:

    "You still don't want to rest?"

    It was getting late, and Yan Zhui was on his way again during the day. The marching route map had been drawn before, but at this time, Yan Zhui raised his pen again as if he was drawing something.

    Yao Shi turned his head and saw that on the rice paper, Yan Zhui drew a single brush stroke. He picked up the brush and dipped some cinnabar on it.

    "A little later."

    Yan Zhui responded without raising his head.

    Although he doesn¡¯t paint often, it can still be seen that his skills are not bad. He studied under Meng Xiaochun, and his vision and writing skills are extraordinary.  Yao Shi saw that what he wanted to draw was Begonia Forest, and couldn't help but be stunned.

    "A few days ago, when the princess went to Haitang Garden, I wanted to draw a picture to send her."

    Yao Shi stood at the door. Yan Zhui raised his arm, dipped some more ink on it, and then spoke lightly.

    He didn¡¯t spend much time with Fu Minghua, and now he had to travel far away, leaving her alone in the house.  Although she had few complaints and never complained to him about this matter, Yan Zhui felt pity for him when he recalled the time when she quietly mentioned that she "hated February" in the Begonia Garden.

    Recently, in his spare time from official duties, he took the time to write some letters and draw some hand scrolls, so that she could double them in her spare time in the future, and it would be better to remember him.

    Yao Shi was a little surprised to hear such tender and silent words from Yan Zhui.

    He has always been calm, especially in recent years, his emotions are not exposed, restrained and deep.

    "Compared with when Yao Shicai entered Luoyang and followed him, Yan Zhui now is undoubtedly more mature and the city is deep.  He has a severe temperament and is unpredictable.

    When he was young, he did a few stupid things for Mrs. Fu, and Yao Shi also heard about some of them from Qi Shao.

    But Yao Shi still thought that as he grew up, the feelings of those young people who admired Ai would gradually fade away from the respect after marriage. The impulse at that time would gradually fade away until he became the crown prince in the future and would rule the world in the future.  .

    But Yao Shi didn¡¯t expect that he would still stick to his heart, just like the third prince who tried to please Mrs. Fu when he was single.

    He was about to leave for a long distance, but what he wanted to do was to draw a picture for his wife, which was so considerate and thoughtful in every possible way.

    "Your Highness" Yao Shi sighed, remembering Fu Minghua's gentle and calm smile, and looked back at Yan Zhui.

    He called ¡®Your Highness¡¯ instead of Prince, but Yan Zhui was so focused that he didn¡¯t notice his soft sigh.

    He had already sketched out the prototype of a beauty lying under the crabapple tree on the drawing paper. Yan Zhui took a sip of tea, raised his head and glanced at Yao Shi:

    "Why are you still here?"

    Yao Shi laughed. He was so focused that he forgot that he hadn't left yet.

    Thinking about it, I felt it was interesting, so I cupped my hand:

    "You should rest early."

    Yan Zhui waved his hand, and Yao Shi walked out the door.

    There was a strong wind at night, which made his beard sway. The wind was clear and the moon was clear tonight, and the night was very beautiful. His robe was blown by the night wind, and the waiter asked him:

    "Master, would you like to go back to your house and rest?"

    Yao Shi is in a very happy mood. Yan Zhui is becoming more mature and powerful, but in one aspect he is still the same as he was back then. Why is this situation so interesting?

    The waiter asked again, and he waved his hand:

    "Why rest? Tonight the stars are shining and the moon is bright, don't waste your time"After seeing this God-given beauty, go and have a drink with Zisheng!  "

    He laughed loudly and chased after Xu Zisheng. The waiter was stunned for a moment, shook his head and smiled bitterly before following him.

    Yan Zhui finished the painting "Begonia Sleeping in Spring" and Fu Minghua was sleeping soundly when he returned to his room.

    The person on duty at night was Bilan. He put on his clothes and was about to speak, but he made a silent gesture, and Bilan asked in a low voice:

    "Before going to bed, the queen gave instructions to keep the food warm in the kitchen and prepare hot water"

    He waved his hand: "There is no need for meals, just bring some hot water."

    Bi Lan responded and walked out quietly. Yan Zhui took a shower and wiped his hair randomly before sitting on the bed.

    There was a dim light outside the screen, and some light came in through the carved jade screen. However, inside the third bed, layers of gauze hung down, blocking most of the light.

    Fu Minghua slept in bed, behaved.

    She has always been like this. Several times when Yan Zhui comes back in the middle of the night, if she falls asleep, she must be sleeping in a neat posture. It can be seen that she has suffered a lot from this rule since she became sensible. Otherwise, she would not be able to restrain herself while sleeping.  Hold yourself.

    Yan Zhui came here the same way, but seeing her like this still made him feel distressed.

    As soon as he sat on the bed, Fu Minghua stretched out his hand and touched him. His heart softened, and he held the soft and boneless body in his arms. With a little force, he wrapped her in his arms and kissed her.  They kiss each other again, and I can¡¯t feel that I can¡¯t love you enough.

    She was so disturbed that she obediently tilted her face up to accept his gentle kiss like spring rain, which made him grit his teeth even more, wishing he could rub her into his body and follow him at all times.

    Fu Minghua woke up from the cold in the morning. She was covered with a silk quilt, but she still felt cold and couldn't help but curl up on her toes.

    You can hear the sound of the glazed tiles above your head being rustled by the rain, as if spring is eating away the mulberry trees.

    When she was young, she once listened to the female master¡¯s lecture and talked about this matter.  That lady came from a Shili family in Shuchuan. Unfortunately, her family fell into decline and declined by the time of her grandfather.

    Later, he followed his mother to live with his aunt in Jiangzhou, and then became a slave in the Xie family. Then because he was quite knowledgeable and understood poetry, calligraphy and etiquette, he was sent to Luoyang to serve Fu Minghua.

    The lady was born in Sichuan, and there were many people who fed snow moths in her hometown. When she came to Luoyang, she also raised two silkworms. Fu Minghua had seen them when he was a child. They were big, white and fat, and they made a "rustling" noise when eating mulberry leaves.  The sound is somewhat similar to the sound at this time.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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