Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

Chapter 22
Murong Fu asked Bao BuTong and Feng FengE to prepare a big gift, and he also brought the pots of precious camellia that he specially brought from Dali.

What Murong Fu has to do today is not just a simple visit to Mrs. Wang.

Because Mrs. Wang doesn't allow men to come to the door - Mrs. Wang is extra merciful for Murong Fu to come to visit. Murong Fu didn't let Bao BuTong and Feng BoE follow, but just asked a few little maids and Abi to bring presents, and punted all the way to the place In front of Manduo Villa.

Mrs. Wang still had the same indifferent look, but there was a bit of warmth in her expression, not like the iceberg she kept away thousands of miles away like last time.

"Fuguan, how did you handle the incident last night?" Mrs. Wang asked, taking a sip of her tea.

Murong Fu bowed deeply: "Thank you aunt for your help. If it wasn't for aunt this time, my nephew's Yanziwu would have been demolished until only the swallow's nest remained."

Mrs. Wang chuckled: "You boy, your martial arts are not very good, but you can be glib."

Murong Fu said: "Auntie was joking, the boy came this time because he has a gift for Auntie."

Mrs. Wang asked curiously: "Oh, what treasure do you have for your aunt?"

Murong Fu clapped his hands and signaled his followers to bring the camellia.

Mrs. Wang's eyes lit up, and the pots of camellias in front of her were competing for beauty, and they were extraordinary. Mrs. Wang was not proficient in camellia, but she still had at least a minimum of eyesight after years of immersion.

Mrs. Wang looked at this pot and then that pot, she was so happy that she forgot about Murong Fu's existence, and suddenly she seemed to think of something, and she murmured to herself: "He said that he wants to grow camellias with me." place"

Her beautiful eyes were hazy, faintly brimming with tears.

"Aunt, Aunt"

Murong Fu called repeatedly, Mrs. Wang was like waking up from a dream, and hurriedly said: "Ah, Fuguan, these pots of camellias you brought are very good, I like them very much, auntie, it's rare that you have a heart, what's the name of these?"

So Murong Fu introduced them one by one, which pot was called "Eighteen Scholars", which pot was called "Beauty Face" and which pot was called "Drunken Eight Immortals".

At the end, Mrs. Wang asked: "These camellias are so rare, how did you get them?"

Murong Fu smiled slightly: "Reporting to Auntie, these are selected by my nephew from the Imperial Garden of the Dali Palace and the Zhennan Prince's Mansion."

As soon as the words "Zhennan Prince's Mansion" came out, Mrs. Wang let out an "ah" all over her body, as if she had been electrocuted.

"Zhennan Prince's Mansion, have you gone to Zhennan Prince's Mansion?" Mrs. Wang's voice was trembling.

"Yes, speaking of it, the Zhennan King ordered his son to accompany his nephew to select the most valuable ones?" Murong Fu laughed.

"Ah, does he have a son? That's right, it's been so many years." Mrs. Wang lost her mind, immersed in memories and couldn't help herself.

"Aunt, aunt?" Murong Fu asked with concern.

"Ah, Fuguan, what did you just say?" Mrs. Wang seemed to wake up from a dream.

"Auntie's complexion is quite bad. Could it be that you don't like these pots of camellias?"

"Ah, no, my aunt likes it very much. You did a good job in Fuguan, thank you, thank you." Mrs. Wang said at the end, her voice almost choked up.

"You just said that you went to Zhennan Palace?"

After she calmed down a little, Mrs. Wang asked Murong Fu again.

"Yes, Zhennan Wang personally received his nephew." Murong Fu said respectfully.

"Have you seen King Zhennan? Is he okay now?" Mrs. Wang asked in a trembling voice.

"Reporting to my aunt, the king of Zhennan is full of energy, has profound martial arts, and has the qualities of a king, but"

Murong Fu deliberately said half a sentence and didn't continue.

"Just what, tell me quickly." Mrs. Wang said eagerly.

"It's just that my nephew Guan Zhennan Wang's eyebrows seem to be troubled."

"You look sad, why?" Mrs. Wang asked curiously.

"I don't know about this nephew." Murong Fu laughed.

"This heartbroken man, will he also look sad?" Mrs. Wang was dejected.

"However, there is a camellia in the Queen's Garden of Zhennan that is very beautiful. My nephew wanted to bring it back to my aunt, but the king of Zhennan refused to part with it. He only said that it would be fine for my nephew to move all the camellias in the palace, except for that one. Plants should never be given as gifts." Murong Fu added.

"Oh? What kind of strange flowers and species make Zhennan Wang so reluctant to give up?" Mrs. Wang was very curious.

Murong Fu replied: "The king of Zhennan said that the camellia plant was cultivated by him and an old man back then. It was called "Evergreen under the Moon", which is a very strange name, but my nephew never thought of it. Why? The King of Zhennan is so reluctant to let go."

As he said that, Murong Fu slowly shook his head, looking very puzzled.

Then he peeked at Mrs. Wang, and saw that her eyes were dim with tears, as if she was caught in memories and couldn't extricate herself. Murong Fu yelled several times before Mrs. Wang choked up and said, "Fuguan, I'm fine, I'm just a little tired, Yu Yan In the back garden, you can go find her."

Murong Fu respectfully said: "Yes, my nephew will leave first."

Murong Fu walked out of the living room and heaved a sigh of relief.

After all, deceiving people is still a bit of psychological pressure for Murong Fu now.

He did indeed pick the camellias from the Imperial Garden of the Dali Palace and the Zhennan Palace, but he never saw Duan Zhengchun at all. Everyone in the residence said that Duan Zhengchun had something to go out and didn't come back for a few days. Duan Yu was with him the whole time. Murong Fu.

The reason why I made up such a story is to solve Mrs. Wang's knot on the one hand, and on the other hand to pave the way for what I will do next.

When Murong Fu came to the back garden, he saw a beautiful figure in the garden facing away from him, the delicate and timid figure made people feel distressed, who else could it be if it wasn't Wang Yuyan?

Murong Fu deliberately slowed down and walked towards the opponent, and only after reaching the back, he gently opened his hands and embraced the opponent.

Wang Yuyan was taken aback by the sudden attack, and was about to struggle when a gentle voice rang in her ear: "Cousin, it's me."

Wang Yuyan froze, then she turned her head in surprise, "Cousin, it's really you!"

After exchanging heartfelt love, Wang Yuyan shyly leaned on Murong Fu's shoulder and asked, "Cousin, did mother ever lose her temper with you when you came this time?"

Murong Fu looked at Wang Yuyan lovingly and said, "No, my aunt asked me to come and find you."

"Then, then you talked to mother, you said it." Wang Yuyan's face flushed red, fiddling with her belt awkwardly, the remaining half of the sentence came to her lips but she couldn't say it anyway.

Murong Fu gently straightened Wang Yuyan's strands of black hair hanging from her shoulders, and said with a smile, "I will propose to my aunt tomorrow about our engagement."

"Ah..." The great sense of happiness made Wang Yuyan dizzy, she wanted to say something, but she opened her mouth but couldn't speak, she just lay quietly in Murong Fu's arms.

Murong Fu woke up early, and then brought Wang Yuyan to greet Mrs. Wang.

Mrs. Wang couldn't help joking: "Why, you two haven't gotten married yet, so you paid me a favor together?"

Wang Yuyan was so ashamed that she hid behind Murong Fu, not daring to face her mother.

Murong Fu saluted respectfully, and said to Madam Wang: "Auntie, my nephew is here this time, there is a very important matter, I hope Auntie will agree."

Mrs. Wang teased and said: "What is it that makes you, a busy person who is usually invisible, give gifts and spend a whole night in my village before you say it? Could it be that you want to marry Yuyan? "

Murong Fu quickly replied: "What my aunt said was exactly what my nephew was thinking, this time my nephew came here to discuss with my aunt about getting married with Yu Yan."

As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Wang's hand holding the teacup visibly trembled. Behind Murong Fu, Wang Yuyan firmly held on to Murong Fu's sleeve, as if she could not be seen by her mother.

Mrs. Wang snorted coldly: "Hmph, it's a good idea, why do you marry my family Yuyan?"

Murong Fu said: "With my sincerity that is willing to take care of Yuyan for the rest of my life."

Murong Fu looked into Mrs. Wang's eyes with sincerity.

Just kidding, who would disappoint a girl who sheds tears for you, is obedient to you, and looks like a fairy sister?
"Sweet talk, men are like that, there is no good thing!"

Mrs. Wang said disdainfully.

"Mother, cousin is not that kind of person!" Wang Yuyan saw her lover being robbed by her mother repeatedly, so she hurriedly defended Murong Fu.

"Nonsense, do you have something to say?"

Mrs. Wang scolded, Wang Yuyan could only retreat behind Murong Fu in aggrieved manner, Murong Fu gave Wang Yuyan a loving look, and comforted her in a low voice.

Seeing her daughter's elbows crazily turned outward, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but let out a long sigh and smiled wryly in her heart.

Then he said quietly: "Fuguan, to be honest, as Yuyan's mother, I really don't want Yuyan to marry you from the bottom of my heart."

Murong Fu didn't speak.

After a while, Mrs. Wang couldn't help but said, "Don't you wonder why?"

Murong Fu smiled and said: "My nephew probably knows what my aunt is thinking."

"Oh, that's interesting, so why don't you tell me?"

Murong Fu was silent for a moment, and said: "Auntie is afraid that I will be burdened by Fuyan's great cause in the future, and Yuyan will be implicated if she follows me."

Wang Yuyan said eagerly, "Cousin."

Mrs. Wang reprimanded: "That's right! I just can't understand this. You Murong family has been dreaming of your unrealistic emperor's dream for so many generations, how many people, how many years! Your father is like this, you It's the same! Have you ever thought about how much money the Murong family and the Wang family have spent and suffered for your family's big spring and autumn dream all these years? Do you really think your father closed the door in Yanziwu back then? Did no one know about those little tricks? No, it wasn’t because of the joint efforts of the two companies that it was built up and down!

Do you really think that your mother and I are at odds because of some trivial matters?Let me tell you, I am afraid that when you face the disaster of destroying your family in the future, your blood will splash on my royal family! "

Mrs. Wang slapped the table violently, and the tea splashed all over the floor.

(End of this chapter)