Fu Chen's gloomy expression was much softer because of Fu Yun's words. He rubbed the little Fu Yun's little head and said, "Don't worry, brother will be fine. Please help brother take good care of this crabapple tree, just go."

"Okay." Fu Yun stopped thinking when he repeatedly confirmed that his elder brother didn't need to be with him. His little fleshy hands patted his chest and said, "Brother, don't worry, I will take good care of this crabapple tree."

Fu Chen left quickly, and the little Fu Yun was still squatting on the ground and staring at the little crabapple tree in front of him. Xiao Fu Yun thought about it, then scooped up a scoop of water with a scoop of water, dripping it from the head on the little crabapple tree.

"I'll take good care of you."

-

Fu Chen's face looked unclear. Thinking of the words of his younger brother just now, his eyes became a little darker.

For that woman, he and Ayun were just her tools. It would be enough for him to face that crazy woman alone, so why bother to involve Ayun again?

What he once endured was that he would never let it reappear on Ayun.

When she walked into the yard, the young woman was well maintained. Even though she had two children and her eldest son was twenty years old, she was still beautiful. Her gorgeous clothes made her look graceful and gorgeous. At that time, the man who should have entered the palace as a successor, gave up the position of the queen and tried every means to marry the prince.

No one can think of the cruelty and paranoidness of a gentle and quiet woman on her face.

Fu Chen's arrival did not cause much emotional fluctuations in women.

It seems that except for the things done by that person and that person can attract her attention, everything else has nothing to do with her.

"I've met my mother."

"Well. In three days, at Daughter's Day, at Xuan'an Temple, the eldest lady from the General's Mansion of Dingguo will go to Xuan'an Temple to burn incense. But you can go and have a look. If it is appropriate, decide on her marriage as soon as possible."

Fu Chen had no expression on his face: "Yes."

The two of them talked about the palace again. In the Cheng Prince's Mansion, the one who was in charge of Cheng's palace was not Cheng Prince, but Cheng's princess Lu Jiao.

Lu Jiao is bound to win the position of the next empress dowager.

Lu Jiao was satisfied with the eldest son she raised.

She knew about Fu Chen's indifference and cold personality, and even she was deliberately or unintentionally fostered when Fu Chen was young.

If you want to become a qualified emperor, the first thing you have to do is to have a heart as hard as a stone. Of course, this emperor must also be under her control.

In Lu Jiao's opinion, Fu Chen's performance has always been in line with her requirements.

Only a little...

"...If you have time, go to your father and sit down, talk to your father more often, and don't interact with some people who are incompatible."

"Yes." Fu Chen responded, lowered his eyes, and a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of his lips. When he looked at this mother, there was no trace of respect or admiration in his eyes.

Fu Chen did not go to find Prince Cheng's Mansion. For him, although his father was better than that woman, he was not much better.

He didn't blame the man for choosing to ignore and stand by when he needed it. After all, he was the product of the man's disgust.

But he couldn't forgive the man.

This is good to ignore each other.

Fu Chen looked up at the sky. It was gloomy and it seemed that it was about to rain.

Fu Chen suddenly felt a little worried that he shouldn't have watered that little crabapple.

Wait a little longer, wait a little longer.

When the time is right and when he holds power and ascends to the throne, he will no longer need to be slandered with those disgusting people.

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The day before Daughter's Day, Xu Mingtang was making arrangements for going to Xuan'an Temple tomorrow. The sudden arrival of a man made him frown slightly.
Chapter completed!