Reborn as Murong Fu: This time I am the protagonist

"Ah, son, how can this be?"

A'Zhu's pretty face was flushed, and she panicked.

She is Murong Fu's maidservant, she has always been the only one serving Murong Fu, how can Murong Fu call her?
"It's okay, just sit down and just chat with me. Since you have met His Highness King Zhennan, you don't have to pretend to be my maidservant of Murong Fu from now on."

Murong Fu shook his head and smiled lightly.

"what"

A'Zhu hurriedly knelt down and said: "Master, is he going to drive A'Zhu out of Murong's house? Did A'Zhu do something wrong to make you unhappy? Please punish me, and don't drive A'Zhu away!"

Murong Fu sighed softly, with a complicated expression: "You didn't do anything wrong, you just... well, sit down."

Murong Fu clasped his hands together, and a gentle invisible force emanated to gently lift A'Zhu up, encouraging her to sit down with gentle eyes.

"Yes, son."

Seeing that Murong Fu didn't intend to get angry, A'Zhu quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

He sneaked a glance at Murong Fu, met Murong Fu's gaze, then quickly lowered his head, his heart beating wildly.

"Ah Zhu, if I remember correctly, you have been at Murong's house for ten years, right?"

Murong replied.

"Yes, sir."

"Do you still remember what happened before you came to Murong's house?" Murong Fu picked up the teacup, took a sip casually, and frowned slightly: The water was wrong.

Seeing that Murong Fu frowned, Ah Zhu took a sip of the tea in front of him lightly, and said with a smile, "Young master, you must have made a mistake with the water for making tea. The snow you asked me and Abi to take from the plum tree the year before last The water is hidden under the biggest plum tree in Aoshuangxuan in a white porcelain jar. You use that jar of water for your daily tea."

Murong Fu was slightly moved: "Is that so?"

Thinking about it carefully, there is indeed such a memory in my mind.That year, the snow in Gusu was particularly heavy, and the entire city of Gusu was a world of glazed glass, with thousands of frosty branches covered in silver, proud snow and cold plum blossoms, and gardens full of fragrant paths.On a whim, Murong Fu ordered Azhu, Abi and Ershu to collect the first snow on the plum blossom tree and use it to make tea in the coming year.

Even though there was a stove to warm hands and fox fur to keep out the cold, the two little girls, who had stood in the icy wind for a whole morning, came back with red hands.Afterwards, the two little girls fell ill and couldn't get out of bed for several days.At that time, Murong Fu didn't care too much.

Suddenly recalling this past event, Murong Fu couldn't help being speechless for a moment.

"I didn't think carefully that time, and made you and Abi suffer." Murong Fu said softly.

Even though it wasn't my fault, a trace of guilt surged into my heart under empathy.He seemed to see two petite figures carefully sweeping a little bit of snow from each plum tree in the huge plum garden, and then sealed it up.The icy cold wind made their delicate hands turn red
A'Zhu shook his head and said: "Young Master, A'Zhu's life was saved by the Murong family. Everything A'Zhu did for you is justified."

At the same time, I added silently in my heart: as long as the son is happy
Murong Fu sighed in his heart: Silly girl.
"Do you still remember what happened before you came to Murong's house? Ah Zhu."

Murong replied.

A'Zhu thought for a while and said: "I remember part of it. A'Zhu didn't know who her parents were when she was young, and she was adopted by a couple. Although they adopted A'Zhu, they didn't treat A'Zhu well, and beat and scolded him every now and then. He also said that when Ah Zhu was older, he was very afraid of selling Ah Zhu to Ah Zhu, so he ran out secretly.

At that time, Ah Zhu was six years old, and wandered alone on the street for a year. One day, he was bullied by local bullies while playing tricks on the street. Then the master appeared, taught the bullies a lesson, and brought Ah Zhu back to Murong's house. The young master's personal maid.After a few days, Abi also came.At that time, the young master saw that the skirts on Azhu and Abi were red and green, so he named us Azhu and Abi, and you know what happened afterwards, young master."

A'Zhu didn't know why Murong Fu suddenly asked these things tonight, but facing this young master who taught her to write her own name, how could she hide something?
"That's right." Murong Fu said softly.

"Then do you hate your adoptive parents?" Murong Fu asked.

A'Zhu thought for a while, then shook his head lightly: "A'Zhu doesn't hate them. Without them, A'Zhu might have passed away long ago. But A'Zhu doesn't thank them either, because if A'Zhu hadn't run away, A'Zhu would have died. Zhu is now in a pit of fire."

Murong Fu's heart is heavy, because the truth is actually even more unacceptable than this.

He casually changed the topic: "Is it your birthday in two days?"

A Zhu's beautiful eyes lit up: "Young Master, how did you know?"

Murong Fu smiled and said, "I asked Aunt Ruan about it."

A'Zhu blushed, in this day and age, it goes without saying that a man asks a woman what her birthday represents.

The originally somewhat heavy atmosphere became very charming after this conversation. In the middle of the night, the young man in blue and the maidservant in red were burning slender pine branches in the small red clay stove.
"Aunt Ruan has told you about your life experience these days, right?"

Murong Fu coughed lightly and diverted the topic to another place.

A'Zhu sighed inwardly: "Mother told me. Mother said that Daddy had no other choice back then."

Back then when Ruan Xingzhu accompanied Duan Zhengchun to Yanziwu, A'Zhu was in charge of receiving them.

At first, the two sides didn't recognize each other. After getting along for a period of time, both Ruan Xingzhu and A'Zhu felt that they were gentle and amiable, and had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with each other.It happened that Ruan Xingzhu thought of his long-lost pair of children, so he proposed to recognize A Zhu as his adopted daughter, so he asked about A Zhu's parents.So by chance, a pair of mother and daughter who had been separated for many years recognized each other.

Previously, A'Zhu only knew that the big man in front of him was Zhennan King of Dali, but he didn't know that he was his biological father.

"Then do you blame them for abandoning you?"

A'Zhu sighed lightly: "It was a little bit at the beginning. But these years, the Murong family has treated A'Zhu very well. Come to think of it, father and mother also have unavoidable difficulties? I'm fine. Dad also said he wanted to take me back to Dali and let me be the princess."

Speaking of this, A'Zhu hurriedly glanced at Murong Fu and said with a smile: "A'Zhu will never leave Murong's house."

Looking at A'Zhu, Murong Fu felt inexplicably sad.

"Do you know why your father, His Highness King Zhennan, didn't come back with me this time?"

Murong Fu felt that it was time, and asked the first heavyweight question of the night.

A'Zhu was surprised: "Young Master, didn't you say that Daddy is an old friend who went out to visit Gusu, and he won't be back for a while?"

Murong Fu said: "That's because I didn't want your mother to worry and lied to her. The reason why your father didn't come back is because he was seriously injured and his life is dying, he is recuperating!"

A'Zhu felt his eyes go dark, and there were only four words left in his mind, "Life is at stake".