Fu Rou was waiting in the wind and snow, and the time for half a stick of incense had long passed.
But she still didn't wait for little Dou.
Fu Rou was trembling all over, because of the cold and because of anger.
But after all, she has lived a pampered life for more than ten years. If she were to stand at the door like a shrew and shout out everything that little Dou did, she couldn't do it.
She glanced around for a week.
Because of the cold weather, there was almost no one around.
Fu Rou thought, even if she shouted out, no one would be able to hear her, right?
She explained herself like this, biting her lips, and secretly swore in her heart that if she couldn't wait another quarter of an hour, she would go see the drum outside Jing Zhaoyin's door to complain.
But then I thought about selling poisonous spices...
It seems that the laws of the Qian Kingdom have no concern with the affairs of the inner house. In the inner house, family law is everything.
She went to file a complaint, saying that she might be involved, but the people in the house were fine.
Fu Rou's heart was in a mess and her mood became even worse.
At this moment, the corner door creaked.
Fu Rou felt happy and quickly raised her eyes to look, but before the joy in her heart could reach her eyes, they suddenly froze into pieces of ice.
"you--"
She opened her mouth and looked at the person who came out with a very complicated look.
It was a woman wearing a red terry cloak, with lips like red vermillion and eyes like stars. Her steps with gold thread tassels swayed gently as she walked. A tall man in green stood behind her to help support her. Hold an umbrella.
The umbrella is also in the style of white snow and red plum blossoms.
A hint of red amidst the snowy sky made this woman look particularly dazzling.
She looks like the Ming Wuyou that Fu Rou knows, but not like her.
Fu Rou couldn't help but squint her eyes. She felt no panic in her heart, and her body seemed to be no longer cold.
She looked at Ming Wuyou expressionlessly: "Why are you here?"
"I'm a guest." Ming Wuyou smiled, "What about you?"
The gentle words, without even any insulting expression, made Fu Rou feel a strong sense of ridicule.
Ming Wuyou is a distinguished guest.
And she, Fu Rou, is just a bereaved dog now.
Oh no, the bereaved dog once had a home.
And she has never even had a home.
That's the Ming family, not her home.
"Mrs. Dou won't see me anymore, will she?"
Seeing such a bright Ming Wuyou, Fu Rou's face turned white as snow, crumbling in the wind and snow, "You have everything, why don't you give me a way to survive? Why!"
She didn't pretend to be submissive, she didn't cry and beg, but she had a look in her eyes that she had never seen in her two lifetimes.
He looked at Ming Wuyou with a look of despair and resentment.
The moment she saw Ming Wuyou come out of the Wang family - she suddenly understood that Ming Wuyou had forced her step by step to get to where she was today.
In jail, out of jail, hit the wall everywhere, desperate.
It's all Ming Wuyou's handiwork.
"Ming Wuyou." Fu Rou gritted her silver teeth: "You are already the daughter of the King of War, you are the future regent, and the Jiang family's property is in your hands. I have nothing left!"
"I'm just trying to make a way for myself, a way to survive. Why do you want to trample all my ways? Why are you so cruel!"
"Am I cruel?"
Ming Wuyou seemed to have heard some joke, the corners of his lips raised slightly, but his eyes were cold, "You say you have nothing, you don't think about why you are like this, you just say that I am vicious?"
"It's because you are dissatisfied and seek death over and over again that you end up where you are today!"
Fu Rou screamed: "I didn't, I'm not! It was you who plotted against me, it was you who plotted against me, it was you -"
"You just can't see me being nice! You can't see grandpa loving me, so you persuaded grandpa to kick me out of the house!"
"You don't want me to be favored by the Jiang family, so you let people trap me behind my back!"
"You have had everything since you were a child. You can still make money to support your family. You also have the regent who likes you day and night. You have so many things. Why can't you give me a father who is a war king!"
"Obviously the Yun family already wants to recognize me, and the fourth brother has already recognized me! Why do you want to come and cause destruction!"
"You just don't want to admit it, right?" Ming Wuyou said every word.
"Grandpa loves you, how do you repay it? You joined forces with outsiders to plan the family's property, and you also said that I will make money to support the family. That's the money I earned! Why did I go away planning for you in vain?"
"The father of the War King is mine!"
"The fate with the regent was also planted when I saved him in Mission Hills when I was fourteen. This has nothing to do with you!"
"The Jiang family's property has something to do with you - the Jiang family and Jiang Hai treat you sincerely and treat you like the apple of their eye. It's you who insists on digging into the rich and powerful!"
"You know very well what you have done with the convenience of the Jiang family. Yun Zimo is also good to you. He has fifty thousand taels of banknotes and a fifty thousand taels of house. Half of his savings are spent on you. But what about you?
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Ming Wuyou asked gently: "What have you done?"
Fu Rou's whole body was stiff and cold, she staggered back two steps and fell down on the snow.
"As long as you were sincere to anyone, you wouldn't end up like this." Ming Wuyou looked at her condescendingly, "Do you still remember the blessing I gave you?"
Fu Rou's eyes were filled with fear and confusion.
She doesn't remember.
Ming Wuyou said ruthlessly: "I always remember, don't worry, I won't kill you, but I will definitely do everything I said!"
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On the way back, Ming Wuyou sat quietly in the carriage, because seeing Fu Rou aroused many gloomy emotions in her past and present lives, and her whole body was filled with coldness.
Caiyue stayed by the side, not daring to speak.
Leng Yun was driving outside and was shocked by the way Ming Wuyou treated Fu Rou today.
Although the princess is usually kind and smiles at all times, if she really offends the princess, the consequences will not be described as miserable.
Fu Rou is a typical example.
But Fu Rou deserved it. She could have had many choices, but she chose the most impossible path.
It's just an idiot's dream.
The carriage swayed for a while and suddenly stopped.
Ming Wuyou lowered his eyes and thought about something. He didn't notice Caiyue retreating, nor did he notice anyone getting in the car.
It wasn't until the familiar and dreamy ambergris enveloped Ming Wuyou that Ming Wuyou came back to his senses and gently pressed his cheek against the man, "Why are you here?"
"I missed you." Murong Yu's deep voice sounded in his ears, and he touched Ming Wuyou's ear with his lips, without saying much.
Ming Wuyou closed his eyes and sighed. The tension and coldness around his body gradually dissipated under the surrounding ambergris.
She said softly: "You always come so timely..."
Every time she misses him or is in a bad mood, he appears.
At this time, it was clearly just after the morning meeting, so he should be in the Hall of Supreme Harmony.
"Your Highness." Ming Wuyou whispered, her lips pressed against his neck, Adam's apple, and gradually moved to his chin, leaving a thin and light kiss.
The kiss contained a bit of uneasiness and hesitation.
Murong Yu held her face, covered it with his lips, and turned the kiss into a lingering one. This chapter has been completed!