23, Miss Fu should not be short of fifty thousand taels
Yun Zimo said with a smile: "This is what brother should do. I feel relieved that Rourou is fine. Come on, take a look at these dishes. I asked your maid to prepare them. Do you like them?!"
Fu Rou had already seen those dishes.
They were indeed her favorites. The smile on her face couldn't help but become more obedient and gentle. She moved forward lightly and said, "Thank you, brother, I like them very much."
The two of them sat at the table and started eating.
Yun Zimo was born into a general, he had few rules and he ate casually.
Fu Rou is dignified and extremely delicate, and even eating is a pleasure to watch.
Yun Zimo looked at how he liked it, and thought, if his father saw such a sister, he would probably be happy!
"Fourth Young Master." Qingfeng's voice came from outside the door: "First Young Master, please come over with Miss Fu."
"Brother wants to see us?"
"Yes, I will retire first."
After Qingfeng left, Yun Zimo said with a smile on his face: "It's great. Now I can go see my eldest brother. I should have seen him long ago, but your illness delayed me."
Fu Rou smiled and asked tentatively: "Is it easy to get along with the eldest young master?"
Yun Zimo said: "Big brother is very gentle, like the wind, very comfortable. You will know it when you see it. Eat quickly, eat quickly!"
Fu Rou was secretly relieved.
Because she knew very well that the War King was guarding the border far away, and now the eldest son of the Yun family, Yun Ziheng, the Prince of War, had the final say.
As long as she can get Yun Ziheng's approval, then she will be the only daughter of the King of War.
With this thought in mind, she instantly lost her appetite.
It's just that Yun Zimo is still eating deliciously, so she can't rush her and can only wait.
Yun Zimo said with a smile: "Rourou has such a good taste. Every dish you like is delicious."
"Then brother, eat more." Fu Rou smiled softly, but she said sarcastically in her heart: After all, he is also the fourth son of the Zhan Wang family, but he looks like he has never seen the world!
After a while, Yun Zimo finally finished eating and immediately took Fu Rou to Dichen Residence.
Fu Rou lowered her eyebrows and looked very well-behaved.
Yun Zimo kept comforting her along the way, saying, "Don't be afraid, the eldest brother is easy to talk to."
Soon we arrived at Dichenju.
Fu Rou secretly took a breath, adjusted herself to the best condition, walked in lightly, and glanced around without leaving any trace.
When she saw the man sitting under the Arhat pine tree in the courtyard, she was slightly stunned.
The man is wearing crescent-white clothes, with a straight back and a handsome figure. His hair, which is as black as thick ink, is half tied behind his head with a moon-white hairband. His eyes are covered with a pure white silk ribbon. His nose is straight and his lips are graceful.
.
The wind blew up in the courtyard, rustling the leaves, and the silk ribbon covering his eyes and the hairband on the back of his head also danced with the wind.
Just looking at him like this, he was like a banished immortal from the world, with his handsome and dazzling eyes.
Fu Rou couldn't help but wonder how handsome he would be without the blindfolded silk belt.
"Brother!" Yun Zimo stepped forward with a smile, "Rou Rou is here!"
"Um."
Yun Ziheng spoke quietly and glanced at Fu Rou. Even through a layer of white silk, Fu Rou could feel the indifference in his eyes.
Fu Rou quickly came to her senses, bowed her head shyly and saluted: "Young Master."
Yun Zimo said: "Oh, don't be so unfamiliar, call me big brother with me!"
"This..." Fu Rou looked up at Yun Ziheng and asked expectantly: "I, can I?"
Yun Ziheng smiled lightly.
The smile dazzled Fu Rou's eyes again. She had never seen such a person in Jiangzhou for so many years, and it really made her heart flutter.
She even thought, if this man is not the prince, but a young master from another family, then she and him——
"Can't."
But at this moment, Yun Ziheng slowly opened his mouth and said these three words.
Fu Rou froze.
All the pink bubbles in his heart were instantly disillusioned, and he looked at Yun Ziheng in astonishment.
Yun Zimo frowned and said: "Brother, what's the matter with you? Po Wen, you have all the tokens. Rourou is our sister, why are you so rude to your sister!"
Yun Ziheng said calmly: "There are two tokens. If I remember correctly, Miss Fu only has one."
"..." Yun Zimo was speechless for a moment.
Fu Rou smiled stiffly and said, "Oh, that's what the eldest son said."
Yun Zimo felt sorry for Fu Rou and said unhappily: "Then why did brother come to us?! If nothing happens, I will take Rourou away first!"
"Something's wrong." Yun Ziheng opened the door slowly, "Miss Fu's consultation fee is fifty thousand taels, which I paid for her. Now that she looks better, it's time to pay back the fifty thousand taels.
."
Fu Rou froze.
Yun Zimo jumped up directly: "Brother! Why are you like this?!"
"How?" Yun Ziheng said quietly: "Fifty thousand taels is not a small amount. How many military supplies and horses have been calculated? Should I give such a large amount of silver taels for nothing? Our family's silver is exchanged for our lives.
, not brought by the wind.”
Yun Zimo gritted his teeth, "But Rourou is one of us, a family member! It's only a matter of time before we find the other token, she's already looking for it seriously!"
Yun Ziheng's expression did not change: "After entering the Yun family tree, after worshiping the ancestors, you are the Yun family's own member and family."
Fu Rou could no longer laugh at this time and was completely frozen on the spot.
She never expected that Yun Ziheng would settle accounts with her.
Moreover, 50,000 taels of silver to treat a disease? Ming Wuyou is afraid it’s not robbery, right?
Fu Rou immediately pretended to be pitiful: "I...I understand, I am very grateful to the eldest son for paying the medical fee. This is what I owe. It is only natural to pay back debts, but...I, I am just a human being."
Orphan, I don’t have that much money..."
When Yun Zimo saw it, he naturally felt distressed again and immediately wanted to reason with Yun Ziheng.
But Yun Ziheng turned to Fu Rou and smiled slightly: "I heard that Miss Fu has a lot of property in her name, and there are more than a dozen Zhuangzi in Huaizhou. The orphan may be real, but she doesn't have that much money? That's not necessarily true, right?
.”
Fu Rou froze again, her face turning blue and white.
Yun Zimo was stunned for a moment and looked at Fu Rou in astonishment: "Really? Do you have so many Zhuangzi?"
Fu Rou forced a smile: "I...I do...it seems that there was, in the past...the Ming family..."
She stammered, mentioning the Ming family, and seemed to suddenly think of her words, and said nonchalantly: "My grandfather used to name me, and I have been accompanying my grandfather and sister all these years, and I have almost forgotten about those Zhuangzi.
"
Yun Zimo said with a smile: "Wow, then you are a rich man."
Yun Ziheng said something unclear: "The Ming family seems to have no property in Huaizhou, but it doesn't matter, it's not important. Miss Fu, fifty thousand taels, prepare it as soon as possible."
Fu Rouqiang smiled and said yes, but her heart was in a state of confusion.
Yun Ziheng's eyes were obviously sick and covered with white silk, but they were so sharp that he seemed to see through her disguise in an instant and penetrate deep into his heart.
Fu Rou suddenly felt that it seemed that it was not possible for her to really become the only daughter of the King of War. This chapter has been completed!