"These are some snacks I made to eat on the road." Ye Fuxun took two bags from Qingruo and handed them to Ye Yili and said, "There are also some clothes and silver in them. I know you are not short of these now.
, but I still don’t trust you. It’s a long way to Biannan this time, so you have to take care of yourself along the way.”
"Sister, please don't worry, I will definitely take care of myself." Ye Yili's eyes were red. After seeing each other this time, the two sisters didn't know when they would see each other again.
"That's right." Ye Fuxun waved to a maid with light steps and beautiful face who came over, "She is Qingling and knows some martial arts. Ask her to follow you. Maybe she can be used in Biennan."
"Thank you, sister." Before they were about to leave, the two sisters had endless things to say, but in the end they all turned into words of "take care". Looking at the backs of the army walking further and further away, Ye Fuxun was filled with emotion, "Ahem, cough, cough...
..." Qing Ruo hurriedly put the cloak on Ye Fuxun and said, "Princess, the wind is getting strong, let's go back."
Ye Fuxun nodded and followed Qingruo into the carriage. That night, Ye Fuxun became hot again and talked nonsense, which frightened the maids in Bieyige.
Song Hanzhuo heard the noise and stayed in front of Ye Fuxun's bed all night. He didn't go to court until dawn. Ye Fuxun woke up and his limbs were weak. When he saw Qingruo dozing with his head supported by one hand, he accidentally stumbled and fell down.
When Zai woke up, he felt happy when he saw Ye Fulun waking up. He stretched out his hand to touch Ye Fulun's forehead and said with a smile, "Princess, you finally don't have a fever anymore."
"How long have I been asleep?" Ye Fuxun asked as he drank a glass of water supported by Qingruo.
"It's been a day and a night. The prince stayed in front of your bed all night and didn't go to court until dawn." Qing Ruo said, then turned around and asked the maid to bring some light food. Ye Fuxun, who had been lying there all day and night, was really
I was hungry, but after only drinking a bowl of light porridge, I couldn't eat anything. I leaned half on the bed and asked, "Where's Su'er?"
"The little princess lay in front of your bed and Qing Hua couldn't coax her back. She was so tired that she fell asleep in the end, so Qing Hua took her back."
Ye Fuxun saw the blue color in Qingruo's eyes and said, "You should go back and rest. I'll call you if I need anything."
"I'm not tired, slave." Qingruo picked up another soft pillow and put it on Ye Fuxun's back, and said, "You have to be careful in the future. Don't run around when you are not well. You scared the slave last night."
Ye Fuxun smiled weakly, nodded and said, "Okay, I will listen to you from now on."
Wen Yan needs to rest his body, and Mother Wang has passed away again. Seeing that this year has passed, Mingyue Pavilion is in urgent need of a person in charge. Qingying accepted that Mingyue Pavilion used thunderous methods during this period. Now everyone in Mingyue Pavilion is facing this frequent
The little maid who accompanied Ye Fuxun was in extreme awe.
"After the New Year, spring begins, and it's the annual selection of Shiliuxiang. Last year, it was Miss Boqin. I don't know who will win this year, but this year there is another assessment." Qingying stood up and looked in front of her.
The sixteen pretty girls said calmly, "Mother Wang passed away, and Miss Wen Yan needs to rest, so Mingyue Pavilion needs a person in charge. As the saying goes, good things don't flow to outsiders, and this person is in charge."
After several girls have emerged, we still have to wait for the princess' instructions on how to conduct the assessment. Qingying will give all the girls a heads-up here."
The position of director of Mingyue Pavilion is much more attractive than that of the Sixteen Fragrances, but the assessment of Mingyue Pavilion has always been strict. This is the first time for the director to be selected, so wouldn't it be even stricter?
"Miss Qingying, please stay."
As soon as she came downstairs and before she reached the door, Qingying heard someone calling her. She stopped and looked back and saw that it was Ji Hua from Shiliu Xiang. She smiled slightly and said, "What's wrong with Miss Ji Hua?"
Ji Hua paused for a moment and asked a little embarrassedly, "Is Mr. Chong in charge of this assessment?"
"That's natural." Qingying said with a smile. She was still very impressed with Ji Hua. She almost won the first place among the Sixteen Fragrances last year, and Ye Fuxun also spoke highly of her.
"Princess..." Ji Hua raised his head and changed his words, "I mean Mr. Zhong, are you in good health?" There is an unwritten rule in Mingyue Pavilion - they all respectfully address Ye Fuxun as Mr. Zhong. There is no princess or aristocrat here.
"Miss, I'm thinking of you. The young master is almost healed." Qingying asked, "Do you have anything else to do, miss?"
Ji Hua shook his head and looked at Qingying slightly, "Miss Qingying, walk slowly."
"I heard that you want to choose a director for Mingyue Pavilion?" Wen Yan leaned on the soft couch and raised his eyes to look at the few pots of precious flowers and plants that Ye Xiu'an was playing with.
"Yes." Ye Fuxun replied without raising his head. With a "click", the flower that Ye Xiu'an had worked hard to raise for several months fell to the ground.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, prodigal bitches." A certain woman looked at the flower bones that she had managed to grow on the ground with a distressed expression. This potted flower is worth a thousand gold, and it is not as simple as a thousand gold to breed a flower bone. Ye Fuxun said this
The scissors went down and nothing was cut.
Ye Fuxun tightened his clothes. He didn't know why he was becoming more and more afraid of the cold these days. He turned around and asked Qing Ruo, "Is there a brazier in the house?"
"There are two braziers in the house. Why does the princess feel cold? I will ask someone to bring another brazier over."
"No need." After saying that, Ye Fuxun looked at Wen Yan aside and asked, "Do you have a favorite candidate for the person in charge?"
"Aren't you going to pass the assessment and selection? Why are you asking for my opinion again?" Wen Yan changed to a more comfortable position and said nonchalantly, "I am now a key protection target, and the murderer who is chasing me has not been found yet.
, I will not return to Mingyue Pavilion for the time being."
"I'm just asking for your opinion. Where did all this nonsense come from?" Ye Fuxun poured a cup of tea and handed it to Wen Yan, "Don't worry, I will ask Shaoqing to help you find the murderer." As he spoke, a flash of light flashed in his eyes.
A hint of ruthlessness, "Anyone who dares to hurt you, I will cut him into pieces!"
"Thank you." Wen Yan took the teacup carelessly, accidentally touched Ye Fuxun's hand, frowned and asked, "Why are your hands so cold?"
"Maybe it's because I was playing with flowers and plants just now." He took the small stove from Qingruo's hand and said calmly,
"Oh, who cut off the pavilion master's most beloved ice grass?!" Shanying saw the flower bones lying on the ground as soon as he entered the door, and howled with distress.
Ye Fuxun felt as if he had been caught for doing something bad. He took a sip of tea, not daring to look at Shanying. He smiled warmly and said, "Shanying's ice grass is the most beloved flower of the pavilion master. I heard it is useless."
It took a lot of effort to bring this tree back from Nanjiang, and it took a lot of hard work to raise such a flower, and just like that..." Wen Yan made a gesture of wiping his neck, and Shanying's face became even more...
Wrinkled, with a mournful face, he looked at Ye Fuxun who felt guilty.
"Ahem." Ye Fuxun coughed twice and said, "Look back, I will just keep you company." He quickly changed the subject, "Ayan, you haven't told me yet, do you have a suitable candidate in your mind?"
?The opening of Mingyue Pavilion is imminent.”
"Among the Sixteen Fragrances, Bo Qin, Zhong Qi and Ji Hua are both good candidates. Among them, Bo Qin is still the first among the Sixteen Fragrances. But when it comes to management, I think Ji Hua is still a good candidate."
Ye Fuxun could still trust Wen Yan's look at people. He silently made a note in his mind. Ye Fuxun raised his eyes and glanced at Wen Yan, who looked much better. "Yesterday, I heard that Wei Mingjin was coming to Beijing."
"Oh." Wen Yan looked indifferent and asked casually, "He will naturally go to Beijing to clear his name after getting the Wei family, not to mention that your family also helped him a lot."
Seeing a certain woman's indifferent expression, Ye Fuxun added lightly, "This time he is bringing his wife to Beijing with him. After all, you can be regarded as his confidante. Do you want me to arrange for you to meet?"
Last time we met."
"Are you sick?" Wen Yan snorted, stood up and ignored the woman who was trying to laugh at her. She was really careless in making friends.
"Princess, it's getting late, it's time to go back to the house." The nanny who was waiting outside the door came in to report. Ye Fuxun's smile faded slightly. He didn't see Ye Xiu'an when he came to Ye's house this time, and he didn't know what he was busy with.
Ye Fuxun has been asking about what Ye Xiu'an has been through for more than a year these days, but he has found out nothing. It's as if Ye Xiu'an's days after going to Jiangzuo have been erased, and no trace can be found.
"Mr. Shen, do you know when Shaoqing will be back?" Ye Fuxun happened to bump into Shen Liwei when he was passing by the yard, and his eyes faintly passed over the boy with his head lowered behind Shen Liwei.
"Pavilion Master, he has been away from the capital recently for business."
Leaving Beijing? Why didn't she get any news? "Have you ever said when he will return?"
"The whereabouts of the Pavilion Master has always been elusive, and I don't know much about it, but please rest assured, Princess, if the Pavilion Master comes back, I will definitely notify the Princess."
"Thank you." When Ye Fuxun passed by Shen Qiwei, he always felt that the figure of the boy was too familiar, but he couldn't remember it for a moment.
Looking at Ye Fuxun's retreating figure, Princess Ling'an breathed a sigh of relief, patted her chest and looked at Shen Qiwei, "It's so dangerous." Shen Qingwei curled her lips and smiled, patted Princess Ling'an's head with her big hand, and said in a tone of voice.
He was so doting that he couldn't even detect it, "I thought you were fearless."
"What do you know?" Princess Ling'an couldn't help but give him a roll of her eyes and said, "If Sister Ye knew that I sneaked back, she would definitely write a letter to my mother and concubine, and then send someone to escort me back. I would rather stay there
You are chopping firewood and boiling water here, but I don’t even want to go back and marry that Mengqiu Ke!”
"In this case, behave well when I get you. Maybe I will get you down as soon as I am in a good mood." Princess Ling'an made a face at the tall figure, and then trotted after him. Her legs are amazing, she can't