"Who says it's not the case? It's just that I've never been able to find a good family." Chu Miao'er pretended to be in trouble and looked at Mrs. Fang with a pointed look. "It's best to have a clean family background and a compatible temperament.
Mainly, Baitao likes it."
"Princess--" Baitao couldn't help feeling shy, her cheeks suddenly turned red, and her hesitating look was particularly playful. She seemed to feel that there was a kind of eyes following her, and she subconsciously looked at Tingfeng, but found that he was not there.
Without looking at him, he immediately retreated behind Chu Miaoer angrily.
Seeing that Baitao was petty and deliberately kept half a foot away from Tingfeng, Chu Miaoer smiled and said, "That Qiao Mu just now," she asked with a smile, pretending to be casual, "I remember it right
If so, there should be no other relatives in the family, right? So is he living in the house now? "
Qiao Mu's status in the Fang Mansion is very strange. Although she is a bought servant, she has never been treated like a servant. Instead, she is taken care of like half a master by the Fang Mansion. She usually goes with Fang Yanru.
Not to mention the school, in one's spare time, one can learn Chinese and read under the guidance of Fang Yanru. If everyone didn't know that Qiao Mu's biological parents had passed away, they would probably wonder if this was the seed left behind by Mr. Fang outside.
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"Yes," Mrs. Fang's eyes flashed with pity, and she nodded in response: "The child's fate is not good. I see him being helpless and pitiful. I have kept him in the house since his father passed away.
Come on, think of it as a companion for Yanru."
I don’t know if there is some kind of curse in Fang Mansion. From Fang Yanru’s father’s generation, there was only one child, and in his generation, the population was even thinner. In other homes, there were several brothers and sisters who grew up playing together.
, Fang Yanru has been alone since he was a child. This may be the reason why he doesn't like to make friends with others and easily offends others.
"However, the child did not let us worry about his success. He is just very emotionally dull," Mrs. Fang said with a helpless smile. "My mother and I have also paid attention to him over the years. Although he was born in a concubine,
She is not as dignified as the eldest daughter, but she can still be regarded as Wang Heng's wife, but he is not happy with her. He always politely refuses Xipo who comes to the door. Seeing that Yanru is about to become a father, I really don't know what his plans are."
Hearing this, Jing Yiren looked at Chu Miaer, lowered her head and covered her mouth with a smile.
"Mother," Fang Yanru called softly, "how can we discuss other people's affairs..."
Old Mrs. Fang clicked her tongue lightly and retorted with some disapproval: "How can Qiao Mu be considered 'someone else'? I have long regarded him as my half-grandson, Yanru, what you said is a bit off.
Listen, grandma has watched you two grow up together since childhood, and now that you are well-off, grandma can’t help but be worried about him!"
"Yes, yes," Fang Yanru was afraid that she would continue to talk, so she nodded hurriedly and reassured, "It's my grandson who didn't think carefully. It's my grandson who was wrong. Don't get excited."
Seeing the two of them protecting Qiao Mu so much, Chu Miaoer actually felt that maybe Qiao Mu was a good destination for Baitao. At least he was kind-hearted and sincere, and he had a group of people from Fang Mansion behind him who loved and protected him.
, if Baitao marries him, she will not encounter the troublesome "mother-in-law and daughter-in-law conflict" for the rest of her life, wouldn't it be a blessing from heaven?
It was getting late, the night was low, and a bright moon gradually rose from the eastern sky, with silvery lights everywhere. Chu Miaoer and Fu Yunqi were still sitting leisurely in the yard. The moonlight reflected on people's faces, and their facial features were clearly outlined.
It can be argued that the surrounding scenery was hazy and too beautiful to be true. Seeing Baitao going in and out, Chu Miaoer stopped her and asked with a smile: "Baitao, stop working.
Take a rest."
"I'm fine, slave," Baitao said with a smile, two slight dimples appeared on her round face, "I'm going back to Kyoto the day after tomorrow, I'll take stock of everything, so as not to miss something in a hurry.
It’s not going to be good.”
"It doesn't matter if we do it tomorrow, why are we in such a hurry..." Chu Miao'er said with a smile, "There aren't many things."
"Just let her take care of it. I think Baitao can't be idle for a moment. He has more work on his hands and less on his mouth." Fu Yunchi said half-jokingly.
Hearing what he said, Chu Miaoer became silent and turned around to sip the tea in small sips.
After returning from Fang Mansion, both Baitao and Tingfeng were not feeling right. Baitao looked thoughtful, while Tingfeng lingered beside her and hesitated to speak. No, this finally made Baitao impatient.
Already.
"Why are you always following me? Do you have anything to say?" Baitao stopped what he was doing and stared at him and asked.
Tingfeng pursed his lips twice more and shook his head slightly.
"You still want to follow me if you have nothing to do?" Baitao pushed him away and said angrily, "If you don't go out and guard the master, why are you guarding me? It's really weird!"
Seeing her lowering her head again and starting to pack her bags, Tingfeng pinched the bridge of her nose and walked out of the house dejectedly.
"You're not looking for a good look, are you?" Fu Yunchi saw him coming out with a gloomy look, and joked intentionally, "Miaomiao, I think Baitao's temperament is really getting better and better. You have to restrain yourself, otherwise it will be difficult to find a husband."
Chu Miaoer immediately heard the implication of Fu Yunqi's words, and immediately took it over, pretending to say: "What kind of in-laws are you looking for? Haven't you already found her today?"
Sure enough, Tingfeng's drooped eyelids immediately opened up, staring at them with burning eyes.
Since he was singing a double act, he had to sing it realistically. Fu Yunchi sat up slightly, seeming to have some doubts.
"Oh? Today?" He glanced at Tingfeng, who was leaning forward to listen, and said every word very clearly, "But is there a person named 'Qiao Mu'?"
Chu Miaoer was amused by the way he suppressed a smile, and smiled: "Yes, he has neither father nor mother, and he grew up with Baitao, his childhood sweetheart, so he knows everything. I think he is a good match."
,What do you think?"
"I don't have any objections," Fu Yunqi asked uncertainly, "It's just that you always say that Baitao's own wishes are the main priority, so has Miaomiao asked her if she is willing?"
Tingfeng's expression was really wonderful. Chu Miao'er suppressed laughter while nodding seriously and replied: "Didn't you see me too? Isn't it obvious enough that the two of them are inseparable?"
At this moment, Fu Yunqi laughed loudly as if he suddenly realized something.
"My lord and princess, what are you talking about? Are you laughing so heartily? My servants heard it in the house." Baitao walked out holding some folded clothes, with doubts in his big eyes.
Tingfeng turned his face to the other side extremely unnaturally, fearing that if he took another look, he would be unable to help but question him.
"It's okay, it's just a small talk," Chu Miao'er said with a smile, "Old lady Fang invites you to her house tomorrow, I'll help you accept it."
Hearing this, Baitao immediately opened his eyes and asked confusedly: "Invite me alone? Aren't you and the prince going?"
Chu Miaoer smiled so hard that her eyebrows curled up, and Fu Yunchi on the side responded with a dark face: "If you are invited to reminisce with Qiao Mu, you can go. Why did Miaomiao go to Fang Mansion when she has nothing to do? Does she need to reminisce with anyone?"
"My slave said the wrong thing..." Baitao smiled sheepishly, thinking about what happened last night, she was still a little frightened. It would be better not to mention Master Fang in the future, so as not to make the prince unhappy.
"You go down first, remember to go to the appointment tomorrow," Chu Miao'er waved her hand gently, "There is no need to keep vigil tonight, just have a good sleep. If you are full of energy, you will look fairer tomorrow. 'A woman will look good if she pleases herself'
Well."
After Baitao retreated, he saw Tingfeng standing still. Fu Yunqi reminded him helplessly: "You already have eyes on him, why don't you chase after him?"
After he said this, Tingfeng, who was standing with his arms folded, dropped his hands by his side and said lightly: "My lord, are you kidding me? Why am I chasing a woman at night?"
Although his tone was not obviously different from usual, his expression became more and more unnatural.
"The princess and I want to sit alone. You can go wherever you want, just don't be in front of us." Seeing that he still didn't move, Fu Yunchi said angrily, "Get out of here!"
Tingfeng retreated reluctantly. Chu Miaoer found him amused when he saw him lost his soul.
"Yunqi, why do you think this Tingfeng is so ignorant? The knife was placed on his neck and he still didn't react?" She shook her head helplessly, "That's all, I'll stop here, let's see what happens to them both."
Fu Yunchi poured her another cup of tea and asked casually: "Qiao Mu really invited Baitao to his house tomorrow?"
"That's weird! Haha," Chu Miaoer winked at him playfully and smiled, "Trick her into going to the house and see how Qiao Mu reacts when he sees her, and then... follow the trend!"
That silly girl believes everything she says!
"You, you..." Fu Yunchi fondly rubbed the hair beside her ears and shook his head silently.
"I won't drink tea today," Chu Miaoer said, taking out the wine that had been placed under the table. "I specifically asked Baitao to go to my uncle to beg for a pot of wine."
"This chapter is not very interesting, but the wine is quite good." Fu Yunchi did not hide his praise at all, and Chu Miaoer also smiled and licked his lips, as if he still had some unfinished thoughts.
The bright moon gradually disappeared behind the clouds and mist, leaving only a few stars shining brightly. Everything was silent, the insects chirped faintly, and the cool breeze blew in and made the bamboos in the courtyard rustle.
"It looks like it's going to rain tomorrow..." Chu Miao'er murmured, "When you went to take a bath just now, your aunt came here specially."
"What did you say?" Fu Yunchi naturally took her into his arms, took a breath of the fragrance of her hair, and relaxed his whole body.
Chu Miaoer moved in his arms and found a comfortable position, then said with a smile: "I just heard that we were leaving, so I insisted on having a family dinner at my house, and asked me if I would like to invite my cousin's family over.
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"Please, but I don't think she has the nerve to come." Fu Yunqi sneered, with a slight sarcastic smile on his face.
"That's exactly what I meant," Chu Miao'er sighed, "She's also pitiful... huh?" The sudden rise in the air made Chu Miao'er let out a low cry, and she subconsciously grabbed his neck with both hands.
"It's late at night and it's time to go to bed. Since Baitao is not here, let me take care of my wife." Fu Yunchi came to the corner of her mouth and pecked her gently, then deliberately lowered his voice and said, "I guarantee that my wife will be satisfied."
