The third child was just brought here by Zhou Yiliu.

Today Zhou Yiliu took care of her three children for most of the day, trying her best to please her, but the three children were still unfamiliar and wary of her, and were not very close to her, which made her very tired and sad.

When the little girl said that Fu Jiuqu had returned home, Zhou Yiliu knew that the three children wanted to know the news about his stepmother, so he proposed to bring them here.

Sure enough, the three little ones became very happy as soon as they heard it.

"Auntie, will Uncle Fu meet us?"

"I will." Zhou Yiliu smiled slightly, very gently.

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In the flower hall, Sun Huai looked at Fu Jiuqu's face and smiled: "Master, I will go out and ask Mrs. Zhou to take the child away."

The prince is talking about business, and it is not good for children to make noise after all.

What's more, Sun Huai never thought that his master was a person who liked children.

"No need." Fu Jiuqu waved his hand, "Let them come in."

Sun Huai let out an unexpected hiccup and smiled, "Yes."

Zhou Daozi was a delicious Taoist priest, and the flower hall was filled with food. When three children walked in, Fu Jiuqu asked Sun Huai to lead them over to get food and drinks, but he was vague about the children's eager questions.

"Don't worry, your mother will be back soon."

"How soon is soon?" San thought reluctantly and boldly pulled on his sleeve.

Fu Jiuqu pondered for a moment, "Three days."

"Three days? That's great. The eldest brother, the second brother, and the third mother will be back soon."

"I heard that." Er Nian disliked her.

"I haven't seen my mother for a long time."

"Who wants to see a bad woman? Disgusting!"

"You don't like it, but I do. I want to eat the orange cake...hey, it's delicious."

"Uncle Fu's family is really nice. We have everything to eat. It would be even better if Mom is here. Mom also likes to eat orange cakes, the kind with a strong orange flavor..."

"Little greedy cat..."

Fu Jiuqu watched the children playing around, his handsome eyebrows slightly raised, the corners of his lips twitching into a smile, and he looked extremely gentle.

Zhou Yiliu lowered his eyes, but did not let go of any emotion on his face.

She could see that Prince Guangling didn't know how to get along with children. He was awkward and uncomfortable, but he was trying his best to make the children happy.

What would a man like this look like if he became a father one day? I wonder which woman would be blessed enough to be the mother of his child.

The voices of the three little ones became louder and louder.

Zhou Yiliu pursed his lips and said cautiously: "Prince, the children are a little noisy... I shouldn't have brought them to disturb me, but I couldn't bear to see them panicking. Madam Zhang's incident has dealt a big blow to them. They

I’m just too scared…”

This was said very cleverly, as if the three little ones didn't care about Xin Yi, but because they were afraid of being implicated.

Fu Jiuqu looked at her and smiled lightly, "Yeah."

A woman's mind has seven orifices, each of which is more convoluted than the last.

He understands, but is too lazy to pay attention.

After all, Zhou Yiliu is Zhou Yimian's biological sister, and it is human nature to want to keep her sister's children close to her.

Fu Jiuqu didn't say much to Zhou Yiliu. He lay half-lying lazily, looking at the thought and then suddenly smiled.

"Why don't you eat it? That sweet-scented osmanthus cake is extremely crispy. Try it."

Yi Nian is much more restrained than his younger brothers and sisters, and he salutes respectfully when he hears words.

"Thank you, Uncle Fu."

With a smile on his lips, Fu Jiuqu waved for Yi Nian to come over. Seeing that the child was mature and prudent, he had the idea of ​​teasing him. He held him on his knees and sat him down. He lowered his head and asked him if he wanted to learn literature and martial arts and what kind of person he wanted.

Sir, he looks exactly like an old father...

He answered his questions one by one, just like an adult talking to an adult, very precise and very interesting.

Zhou Yiliu was completely left alone.

Her heart was sour and uneasy, and she wanted to get close and be part of the joy, but the inferiority complex in her bones constrained her tongue, and she could only stand aside quietly and keep smiling.

For Zhou Yiliu, it was a wonderful thing to be able to see Prince Guangling up close. Prince Guangling was so handsome and dignified, and his every move, every move, and every lazy gesture made her fascinated and in love.

Collide.

He is her moon in the sky, unattainable.

She was so vulgar and ordinary, she didn't dare to break the calm waves, let alone let out any ripples in her heart... lest she be discovered by him, she wouldn't even be qualified to watch the moon.

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At night, the snow fell even harder.

There was no Chinese New Year atmosphere in the prison in Kaifeng Mansion. Several jailers secretly drank and bought some snacks to get themselves tipsy.

Drunk and cowardly, in the cold winter months, in the cold prison, everyone cursed the sky and the earth, and filled the sky with resentment.

The woman in the cell was huddled in the corner, wrapped in the fox fur cloak that was obviously valuable at a glance, and remained motionless.

A jailer suddenly spat.

"Damn, she's more comfortable than me."

The other one picked his teeth and sneered, "What's Shutan? You can't say you'll be executed in a few days. With a three-foot broadsword, a glass of farewell wine, how about you go to the Palace of the King of Hell to relax?"

"That's right." The jailer drank a little too much, stood up unsteadily, loosened his belt, burped, walked to the cell and stared at Xin Yi for a long time, and suddenly noticed the white face in the dim light.

There is so much beauty in that little face.

"I mean, you guys, it's such a cold day, why don't you have some fun to keep yourself warm?"

The jailers understood what he said and immediately burst into laughter.

The older man waved his hand, "I'm an old guy. If you have wine, everything will be fine. Don't mess around."

The two young men were so inflamed by the strong drink that they became restless with just one word.

"Do it!" he spat, and the two guards walked over and unlocked the cell.

The older guy behind him smiled and warned, "Stop playing around, this has some background, be careful not to lose your head."

"Tie! Who with a good background will leave us here? Even if you really play to death, at worst it will be set on fire. If you don't tell me and I don't tell, who knows what will happen?"

Several jailers joked and became more and more daring, and they actually opened the door and broke in.

"Tsk, tsk, even though this woman is so skinny and skinny, she seems to have no flesh on her body. Her eyebrows are actually very pretty. She must be delicious when she sleeps!"

"Looking at people under the lamp is blinding. Can't you see the rash on her face?"

"Can't you sleep with your eyes closed? You can't sleep? Get out of here!"

"Hahahahaha I'm the first one."

Xin Yi was not asleep. His thoughts were so confused that he was groggy. Hearing the sound of the cell door, he already realized what these guys wanted to do.

In an era when women's status was low, it was not unimaginable what would happen to a person trapped in prison, but she did underestimate the courage of these jailers before.

Xin Yi pulled his fox fur cloak, sat upright and looked outside, his eyes lightly sweeping over the faces of these people, and thought to himself: Isn't there an inspector from the Imperial City Division in the prison of Kaifeng Mansion?

Why is it that no one is seen at this critical moment?

It was freezing cold, and a layer of sweat broke out on Xin Yi's back.

With her strength, how many tall guards can she take on? Should she run to the left or to the right during the fight?

Xin Yi secretly clenched his fists, preparing to strike first, when the oil lamp suddenly exploded, and there was a heavy collision sound from outside...

boom!

The drinking table was overturned, wine was scattered on the floor, and cups and bowls were broken into pieces. The sound alarmed several men in front of Xin Yi, and they turned around with horror on their faces.

"Boss..."

A man who looked like a prison guard came over and without saying a word, slapped the man on the face.

"A dog's guts are filled with iron, right? You don't even know who she is, how dare you touch her?"

"Wha, who is this person?"

The guy who was beaten lowered his head, losing the momentum he had just now, and the others did not dare to move, begging for mercy again and again.

The cell leader kept scolding him: "Hey, you bitches, you can't tell the difference between east, west and north after a few times of cat urine. If I hadn't protected you, how many times would you have died? Go! Pack your things and get out. It's embarrassing."

"Yes, boss, go right now, go right now."

Several jailers came in high-spirited and rolled around in disgrace, and soon there was no movement.

Xin Yi sat in the inner room, watching the cell leader cursing and leading people out without saying a word. He sat there silently until Cao Yi's pair of Beijing-colored leather boots appeared in front of him, stepping on hay, and he was startled.
To be continued...