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Chapter 55

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    The second day, Feng Zhai.

    Feng Boyu sat in front of the window with a pale face, and ordered the little maid Binu who had just bought Feng Chuyue a few days ago: "Hurry up and pack your lady's luggage. I will send her back to Yuanzhou today. The coachman is still here."  Wait outside, don't delay leaving the city."

    Feng¡¯s mother looked at her son at a loss. She wanted to persuade him but didn¡¯t dare to. She could only look at Feng Chuyue with hatred. After a while, she felt sour in her heart and couldn¡¯t help wiping her tears and sighing repeatedly.

    Feng Chuyue held a pack of clothes hairpin rings tightly in her arms and cried so hard that she couldn't breathe. No matter how Bi Nu persuaded her, she refused to let go. She just cried to Feng Boyu and begged: "Brother, I know I was wrong.  No, I won¡¯t dare to do it next time, please don¡¯t send me back to Yuanzhou.¡±

    Feng Boyu seemed to have made up his mind. Seeing that Bi Nu was timid, he did not dare to really embarrass Feng Chuyue. He was so angry that he walked up to Feng Chuyue, snatched the baggage from her arms and said: "Although men and women are different at the age of seven,  Xi, I shouldn¡¯t take care of your personal belongings for you, but as a brother like a father, I can¡¯t just watch your bad character and not discipline you, and let you cause big trouble. You don¡¯t have to put on airs in front of me today,  I must send you back to Yuanzhou!"

    Feng Chuyue hugged the bundle tightly, but Feng Boyu grabbed the bundle and dragged her for a few steps. You didn't let go. She just cried desperately and shook her head: "Brother! If you send me back to Yuanzhou, I will die."  Look! We don¡¯t even have our house in Yuanzhou, is it possible that you still want to send me to my uncle¡¯s house?¡±

    When Feng Boyu heard that Feng Chuyue actually said something about seeking death, he automatically ignored the latter sentence and just laughed angrily: "You want to die? Okay, anyway, you won't worry about your family if you live, so it's better to die. I'll find a rope for you now."  go."

    He stepped out and walked out to find the rope.

    Feng's mother hurriedly grabbed Feng Boyu's sleeve and said anxiously: "Boyu! Chuyue is young after all and has done something wrong. Let's just teach her. Why are you forcing her like this? You have to force her to death."  What!"

    Seeing that his mother was still confused and indulging Feng Chuyue, Feng Boyu was so angry that his voice changed and he said hoarsely: "Okay, okay, it's all my fault! I shouldn't have forced her, let alone disciplined her! I've been busy these years  I agree with the imperial examination. I really neglected to discipline Chu Yue. Now if I want to discipline her again, I really can¡¯t do it anymore. Okay, since you don¡¯t discipline your mother yourself, and you restrain me from regulating her, let¡¯s simply send her back to Yuanzhou.  , someone will discipline her for us!"

    "Brother!" Feng Chuyue cried and stamped her feet, saying bitterly: "Now that you have achieved fame, you will naturally want to wipe out the good things your sister has done over the years. But don't forget, out of the expenses you have spent on studying over the years, there are still  My sister is here to help me!"

    Feng Boyu was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

    Feng Chuyue was still crying to herself, her tears falling down like broken beads, making her palm-sized face even more charming and charming.

    "Since grandpa died that year, the three of us, mother and son, have been dependent on each other, struggling for life for so many years. Along the way, we have been looked down upon and suffered so much. Brother, have you forgotten?" She asked.  As he said this, he wiped his tears with his sleeve. After wiping for a while, he suddenly remembered that the clothes he was wearing were newly made and he couldn't waste them like this, so he quickly took out a silk handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe his tears.

    These words touched Feng¡¯s mother¡¯s heart. Her face darkened, she walked aside and sat down, secretly wiping away tears.

    Feng Boyu stared at Feng Chuyue for a long time. After a while, he slowly walked to the window and sat down. He waved his hands with a gloomy face and said to Bi Nu who was so frightened that he didn't know what to do: "You go down first."

    As if she had received an amnesty, Bi Nu hurriedly ran away. When she left, she was extremely considerate and helped the Feng family close the door to the wing.

    "After grandpa died, what did our uncle's family do to us? Have you forgotten? Not long after grandpa was buried, uncle bullied us orphans and widowed mothers, and planned to occupy our house. If Mr. Yu hadn't seen it,  Eyes, if we come out to seek justice, I'm afraid we won't even have a place to shelter from the wind and rain."

    Feng Boyu sat motionless in front of the window, his expression dull and silent for a long time.

    It was early summer, and the green shadows outside the window were mottled. The morning light fell through the window screen on his black temples and handsome profile. Looking from a distance, he looked like a man in a painting.

    "That year, brother, in order to prepare for the provincial examination, you studied hard day and night in the academy. My mother-in-law was too sick to get out of bed. She was afraid of delaying your homework, so she refused to let me send you a letter. It was the coldest month of winter, and the firewood at home was about to burn down.  It¡¯s over, I was afraid that my mother would get even more seriously ill, so I had to go to my uncle¡¯s house and beg them to give me some firewood, but what did they do to us?¡±

    The crying in Feng Chuyue's voice suddenly decreased and turned into anger, "I gave you firewood, but it was all wet firewood. I lit it for a long time, and my hands were stiff from the cold, but I couldn't light the fire.  ! After wasting all this time, it was already dark, but our family didn¡¯t even have a carriage. I didn¡¯t dare to go out to look for firewood anymore. I was so anxious that I wiped my eyes on a pile of wet firewood. If Mr. Yu and the others hadn¡¯t happened to be passing by, they would have entered.The days are gone, why don¡¯t you leave without saying something?  "

    Kang Ping didn't know what was going on, so he rarely said hello to Qin Yao, and said roughly: "Hey, are you feeling better?"

    After holding it back for a while, he reluctantly said: "Thank you for what happened last time."

    Qinyao looked at Kang Ping in astonishment for a while, and then realized that she was referring to the matter of Dayin Temple. She saluted Kang Ping, smiled faintly and said, "Good morning, please be more considerate of the princess."

    Kang Ping nodded and strode inside. The seat next to Xia Di happened to be empty. He ignored Xia Di's dark face and sat directly next to him. Unfortunately, he was facing the Feng brothers and sisters.

    Kang Ping was behind Xia Di and others and did not see clearly what was going on inside the door. When he saw Feng Boyu at first glance, he was confused at first, then blushed and said, "Why are you here?"

    It's really strange. The princess doesn't know what's wrong with her. She seems to ask this question every time she sees him. Feng Boyu frowned secretly, pulled Feng Chuyue to stand up, and bowed to Kang Pingping: "I'm here with my sister-in-law."  Drink tea here."

    Kang Ping looked at Feng Boyu's handsome face, which was set off by the dark green brocade robe, and his face turned redder. He quickly turned his head to one side and pretended to be calm: "Well, no courtesy, please sit down."

    Feng Chuyue glanced at her brother, and then at Kang Ping, who had an extremely unnatural expression. Her heart moved, and she hurriedly smiled and recommended herself: "Feng Chuyue has met Princess Kang Ping."

    Kang Ping's face was still facing sideways. He turned his eyes and glanced at Feng Chuyue. Seeing that she looked very similar to Feng Boyu, he guessed that she was probably Feng Boyu's sister. He nodded patiently and said, "I know.  Sit down."

    By this time, the shopkeeper had already moved in a lot of chairs and asked Xia Xian and others to take a seat. The place outside the door was cleared again, and no other people were allowed in.

    Xia Qian sat next to Qin Yao, looked at her carefully, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Which shop did A Yao buy this hairpin on her head? It's so beautiful."

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Without waiting for Qin Yao to react, she pulled out the butterfly hairpin on her head without asking, and took it in her hand to play with it carefully.

    Her action was considered very rude, and even Xia Di was startled. However, everyone was used to Xia Di's gentle and elegant demeanor, and had never seen her touching anyone's face. Seeing her smiling innocently and warmly, they thought  She deliberately joked with Qin Yao, so she laughed it off and didn't think about it further.

    Qinyao has been practicing Taoism for so many years, and she has seen many evil tricks under the beautiful face. Although she has a pure nature, she is always wary of things around her and refuses to let down her guard against others easily.

    At that moment, alarm bells rang loudly in my heart, and I quietly moved to the side and said, "This hairpin was bought at Baoyue Tower on my birthday the year before last. It is of average quality and not a good thing."

    After hearing this, Chen Yuqi showed a contemptuous expression and said to Xia Qian: "A Qian, are you used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas, and suddenly want to change your taste? This hairpin is available everywhere, it is very common, how can it get into yours?  Eyes, the hairpin on your head alone can be exchanged for hundreds of such things."

    Xia Qian smiled and turned her head slightly, exposing a jade hairpin inserted under her bun to Qin Yao's eyes. She said with shame, "Isn't this just a gift from someone else? How could I be willing to buy it myself?"

    After Qin Yao heard this, her eyes fell on Xia Xian's head involuntarily. She saw that the hairpin was all white, extremely clear and translucent, and looked very familiar. She seemed to be the hairpin looking for plums in the snow that she had seen in Runyuzhai.

    She couldn¡¯t help but be startled. It turned out that this hairpin had been bought by her. No wonder she went to Runyu Zhai later and tried to drool over the hairpin, but she couldn¡¯t because the store said that the hairpin had already been bought by someone.

    But when I took a closer look, I felt something was wrong. The hairpin on Xia Yuan's head was indeed carved with flowers, but it was not a white plum with pink stamens, but an apricot flower with yellow stamens inside.  , it looks exactly the same from a distance, but it lacks the artistic conception of plum blossoms in the snow and falls behind.

    Xia Qian looked at Qin Yao with a faint gaze, not missing every subtle change in the expression on her face, and said lightly: "A Yao, does this hairpin on my head look good?"

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