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Youtong stood by the desk and stared at the inkstone for a long time.
There are countless square inkstones in the world. Except for the extremely cheap ones that are similar to each other, all the ones with some value are different because of their texture, texture, craftsmanship, carvings and appearance. Although the one she bought for Fu Yu was not a famous brand, the quality was not bad either. It had a picture of a pine and crane that was hot-gilded with ink and gold, and also had the emblem of Yan Jiayan, a well-known inkstone in the capital, in an inconspicuous corner.
The emblems, carvings, texture, etc. in front of her were exactly the same as the one she bought.
Yan Jiayan only opened a shop in the capital, so this thing must have come from the capital, and it couldn't have been given by someone else - let alone the vivid pine crane and emblem, the quality, and the quality alone, it is only the best, considering Fu Yu's identity , if someone wants to give a gift, he must choose something precious and famous. If you go all the way to buy something mediocre for him, wouldn¡¯t it be a suicide?
Youtong looked at it carefully several times and was convinced that this was the one she bought from!
Fu Yu didn't show a trace of his face, but he brought this vulgar object all the way back to Qizhou and put it in his study. He didn't even bother to look at the treasures that Shen Feiqing had painstakingly searched for. It was self-evident what the meaning behind it was.
It would be a lie to say that you are not impressed.
How can you not be happy that your things are cherished by others, but they are so subtle and obscure, and they are accidentally discovered by her?
It¡¯s like walking slowly in the countryside, turning around and seeing a tiger sniffing the roses behind the thorns, hitting the softest part of the center.
Youtong stood there blankly, stroking the inkstone with his fingertips. After a moment, he looked around again.
The study was no different from when she came back. There were military books on the tall bookshelf against the wall. There were piles of writing papers on Zhang's long black desk, which was held down by a copper tiger paperweight. The pen stand was as steep as a dangerous peak, and the pen washer was made of pottery. The production is not exquisite, but quite simple. There was a copper tripod beside the table. There had never been any fireworks in the Boshan furnace, and the blood-stained and rusty sword hung in the most eye-catching place at the entrance, adding to the majesty and coldness.
When she first came, she didn't dare to look at the broken sword. She only felt that it was filled with the cold and solemn killing of beacon smoke.
At this moment, if you look carefully again, you seem to see the iron-blooded loyalty and friendship behind the killing.
????????? Just like that person Fu Yu.
Youtong stood by the door, as if he could still remember that day when he stood by the window, the sun shone in, and a shadow was cast on his knife-like profile. His appearance was outstanding, like a majestic jade mountain.
To be fair, Fu Yu is actually very good, with outstanding figure, appearance and wrist ability. Listening to Aunt Zhou talking and joking in his spare time, there are not many girls in Qizhou City who don't admire him. If Fu Yu hadn't been cold, dignified and awe-inspiring, he would probably be able to throw fruit into the car when he went out. Not to mention, under the broad shoulders and thin waist, there is still such a powerful chest and abdomen.
Unfortunately¡¡
Youtong shook his head secretly, feeling a little disappointed for no reason. He stood at Wangyun Tower for a while before returning to the South Tower.
The medicinal food for Xieyangzhai has been prepared, and You Tong delivers it as usual. After Fu Deqing has finished using it, he comes back to take a nap. When I woke up, there was a faint sound of thunder outside the window, the wind blew the window sash wildly, and within a short time, there was a swishing rain hitting the eaves, and there was a sudden gust of wind and rain. The sky was getting dim, and it was naturally impossible to go to the north slope to relax in this weather. You Tong simply sat down at the desk in the side room and looked through the recipes he had taken the time to write a few days ago.
Chun Cao came in with a plate of freshly cut fruits. He didn't dare to disturb her, put it on the table gently, and then left.
The rain was noisy outside, You Tong calmed down, polished ink and laid paper. Then, from the bottom drawer of the desk, he took out a thread-bound book. The book is made of rice paper cut into two-foot squares, and contains about forty pages. The inside pages begin with beautiful small regular script with hairpin flowers¡ª¡ª
Kyoto Shabu Shabu.
Opening a hotpot restaurant is not something that can be done overnight. From choosing a store, finding staff, preparing ingredients, and even what kind of troubles you may encounter, there are many things that must be considered in advance, otherwise it will be too late to fix things if something goes wrong. Youtong was trapped in the house and couldn't do much. He had been planning for a long time, but he felt that there were too many trivial things, so he simply wrote down the things to be prepared and considered one by one, wrote them in this planning book, and slowly prepared each item.
There are already more than ten pages, and many things on it are gradually becoming clearer.
Youtong just bit the tip of his pen, serious and focused.
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In Shou'an Hall, Shen Yueyi was uneasy at this moment.
The female family members were chatting the night before. After Mei's probing words, her heart was in suspense and beating wildly. Then Fu Yu suddenly came to the door, which made her even more overjoyed.
In the first month of the first month, she met Tao Cheng by chance. At the beginning of the meeting, she only thought that Fu Yu was heroic and handsome, but it was a pity that they met in a hurry and did not take a second look at him. When she first arrived in Qizhou, she was a guest in the Fu family, and her opportunities to meet Fu Yu were even more limited. She finally fell in love with the old lady and moved into Shou'an Hall. Unexpectedly, Fu Yu went south to quell the rebellion that day.; You Tong was still thinking about things outside, and he lowered his head in deep thought and didn't pay attention. Now he saw it suddenly and was almost startled. Her wandering thoughts suddenly came back, her eyes tightened, and when she stood up, her legs and feet were a little stiff. She subconsciously held the desk and smiled slightly, "I didn't tell you when my husband came back."
"Just came back." Fu Yu said softly, walking closer, his eyes only wandering on her face.
You Tong only had a glimpse of his hidden thoughts a while ago. Being stared at by him like this made his heart beat a little faster for some reason.
She lowered her head and avoided looking, seeing that it was already getting late. She wanted to go around and ask someone to serve food, but suddenly she smelled the smell of alcohol on his body and gradually came closer. He stopped in front of her, and the smell of wine enveloped her, and she smelled like she had drunk a lot.
You Tong was slightly surprised, and then he remembered that he went out today to reward the troops, so he must have had a rare drink in the camp.
Then he raised his eyebrows and said, "Shall I ask Mrs. Xia to make a bowl of sobering soup?"
"No need." Fu Yu stood next to the case, holding her in his arms, and glanced at the clean case, "What are you writing? You are so focused that you can't even hear the footsteps."
"The recipe, my husband has seen it."
Normally, once he mentioned it, You Tong would not cover it up. But now the Fu family is facing internal troubles. Fu Deqing is lying on the couch unable to move. The burden on Fu Yu's shoulders is too heavy. If she tells him, the couple will have to worry about it again. She is protected by the Fu family, how can she cause trouble at this juncture?
He glanced at the key next to the pen holder and quickly grabbed it to change the subject, "The key to the two book pavilions must be returned to its original owner."
"You can keep it." Fu Yu didn't answer.
You Tong was surprised, and raised his head to meet his gaze, which was as deep as the ink sky in the dark night, with complex meanings.
That gaze made her heart beat slightly, and the tangled thoughts from the night before came to mind. She saw his chest close at hand, her Adam's apple rolled, and his breath swept across her cheeks warmly. Youtong's face was slightly heated by the smell of alcohol, and his voice stuttered, "There are documents related to my husband's military affairs in Liangshu Pavilion. They are all secret. This key is too heavy, I can't keep it."
As he spoke, he wanted to escape.
But Fu Yu suddenly stretched out his arms to stop him, his hands resting on the bookshelf next to him, and his body was like a mountain, blocking the way.
Poor Youtong was immediately trapped in the gap between the desk and the bookshelf.
But Fu Yu remained silent, only looked at her seriously, and even leaned closer.
The rain has stopped outside, and the light in the room is dim, with only the candlelight shining brightly. His face came close to her, with handsome eyebrows and strong outlines. His cold and hard aura had a sense of oppression, which was the strong aura of a man. His left hand came over and pinched her wrist, his eyes were deep and focused. And in the slightly open collar, the collarbone is clearly defined, which reminds Youtong of the outline of his chest and abdomen that he saw that time, making his face blush and his heart beating.
She took half a step back, and under his gaze, she gradually blushed and became nervous.
Fu Yu's half-drunk eyes gradually became filled with tenderness, mixed with a bit of apologies.
"You are my wife, we share the same bed, and our lives depend on each other. Why can't you keep this key?" He leaned closer, caught her gaze with his eyes, and his warm breath fell on the tip of her nose, "Before, you I thought about it seriously when I went south this time. It was my lack of consideration in the past that made me look down on you. I¡ª" He paused, a little embarrassed, but still said clearly: "I'm very ashamed."
The voice was neither high nor low, and the voice was slightly hoarse due to alcohol.
He grabbed Youtong's wrist, raised it, and pressed it on his chest, "If you are angry, just hit me and never fight back."
Youtong stared at him blankly, her wrist seemed to be clamped by a hot iron. The heat spread quickly, making her face flush.
¡°You¡ª¡ª¡± she started, and lightly punched his chest, ¡°are you serious about not fighting back?¡±
"Yes." Fu Yu still stared at her, his eyes focused, "I will make up for the wrongs you suffered in the past."
Isn¡¯t it just a grievance? Being slandered and talked about in the capital, it was easy for her to get out of the cabinet and marry her all the way away, but she encountered his dismissive and cold attitude. Fu Yu had such a cold and arrogant temperament, taking life and death, and maintaining a dignified manner that she didn't even dare to complain, so she could only stay in a corner cautiously. If she hadn't been so generous, she would have been furious. He seemed to be alright, and wouldn't even say a soft word if he wasn't covering his face with wine.
When Youtong said this, he felt a little aggrieved and glared at him fiercely.
The look in his eyes made Fu Yu feel a pain in his heart.
He pinched her wrist and moved it to her chest again. When he leaned closer, the tip of his nose was almost touching her.
"Youtong, stay here, okay?"
The voice was not loud, but his heartbeat was transmitted from the palm of his hand, making her beat along with it.
His hand that was supported behind the bookshelf moved to her lower back at some point, and Youtong was trapped in his arms, unable to move forward or retreat. Her eyes seemed to be captured by him, and her surroundings were filled with his breath, which was smelt of alcohol, making it difficult for her to even think. Youtong bit her lip and wanted to say no, but Fu Yu's eyes suddenly darkened and deepened at that moment. , turned his face slightly, and used his lips to seal her voice.
His lips were slightly dry. Although it was a kiss, it didn't matter, he pressed hers tightly.
It felt like there was a fire in my throat, my breathing was paused, and my heartbeat was unbearably fast.
Youtong subconsciously closed his eyes. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com)The hand supported behind the bookshelf moved to her lower back at some point, and Youtong was trapped in her arms, unable to move forward or retreat. Her eyes seemed to be captured by him, and her surroundings were filled with his breath, which was smelt of alcohol, making it difficult for her to even think. Youtong bit her lip and wanted to say no, but Fu Yu's eyes suddenly darkened and deepened at that moment. , turned his face slightly, and used his lips to seal her voice.
His lips were slightly dry. Although it was a kiss, it didn't matter, he pressed hers tightly.
It felt like there was a fire in my throat, my breathing was paused, and my heartbeat was unbearably fast.
Youtong subconsciously closed his eyes. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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