Marry the first wife

Chapter 25 Chi Li
They are not much younger than her!

Why, does it make sense at a young age? She has never heard this truth in her entire life.

Fu Yu tightened her mouth, her face full of disgust. She really couldn't stand Fu Yao's fear of everything, and she wouldn't eat her. She would fall on both sides.

After dinner, Mrs. Fu took her grandson, whom she missed so much, to talk and have a heart-to-heart talk. As for the unrelated people, they drank some tea and went back to their respective courtyards.

"Girl, the moonlight is so beautiful today!" Gu Yu helped Fu Yao walk toward Anheyuan, looked at the sky, and couldn't help but sigh.

Fu Yaoying looked at the sky and raised the corners of her lips slightly. It was indeed beautiful. The sky was filled with stars, and the stars scattered everywhere were twinkling. It was particularly in line with today's happy family reunion time.

"Gu Yu, can you see Mr. Shen today?"

I saw Zhou Chuyao in the evening, but not Shen Zhaoxian, but why?
Guyu shook his head, "I haven't seen Mr. Shen today. Mr. Shen has always lived in seclusion, and it is rare to see him even on weekdays. However, I have recently heard that Mr. Shen's studies have improved again."

"Oh?"

Fu Yao murmured in a low voice and asked doubtfully: "How do you know about this Guyu?" How did Guyu not know things that even her master didn't know?

What's more, Shen Zhaoxian would watch her read in the morning from time to time, and she never heard him say anything about her studies.

"Girl, you don't know this." Gu Yu stood beside the mistress and said respectfully, "Although Mr. Shen lives in seclusion, his news is well known to everyone in the house."

Hearing this, Fu Yao raised her eyebrows. How come the news about Shen Zhaoxian became known to everyone?
Guyu continued: "Young Master Shen is a nice person. Many maids in the house like him, so they naturally pay special attention to his affairs." Even though they knew that Mr. Shen would still marry several girls in the house in the future, after all, There is still a slight chance.

No one is born humble, and those who are slaves naturally want to move up a little bit if they have the opportunity.

Hearing this, Fu Yao pursed her lips. She did not expect that Shen Zhaoxian would be in such a situation.

The master and the servant walked back to Anheyuan. Fu Yao lay on the couch where she often lay, and breathed a comfortable sigh of relief. She could not completely relax until she returned to the place she was most familiar with. .

A small candlelight was lit in the room, flickering on the white face.

Fu Yao counted the hours in her mind, slowly opened her eyes, looked at the faint blue sky outside, slowly sat up straight, and walked to the commonly used cage.

He raised his hand to open the box and touched a set of moon-white uniforms placed on it, his eyes moving.

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Pulling the weeds off her head and straightening her clothes, a handsome young man appeared in front of her. She turned to look at the endless night market outside the alley. Fu Yao walked outside with her baggage in both hands.

Breathing the same air as in the mansion, Fu Yao felt extraordinarily free. She didn't need to be monitored by her aunt, let alone controlled by her grandmother. The only one standing here now was Mr. Fu.

Fu Yao first went to the embroidery room, exchanged all the sachets in her hands for money, counted the few copper coins in her hands, and put them away with great treasure.

After saying goodbye to the proprietress of the embroidery room, Fu Yao walked slowly outside, thinking about whether to go back home now or later.

After thinking for a long time, he decided to wait until later. Anyway, she would be out soon, and Anheyuan was in a remote location, so no one would look for her.Therefore, Fu Yao walked outside with peace of mind.

'The West Lake is still the same as it was then. The broken bridge is not broken, but the heart is broken...'

The opera singer on the stage sang a song that was so gentle and tender. Fu Yao was so mesmerized when she heard it. She felt as if she was immersed in the scene, standing by the West Lake, transformed into a white snake, and experienced the white snake's countless turns. .

Even so, Fu Yao can only understand a general idea. Fu Yao has watched the play of "The Legend of White Snake" dozens of times, whether inside or outside the house.

Every time I watch it, I shed tears for the misfortune between White Snake and her officials, but I don’t understand why White Snake refuses to leave despite a bright future, but marries an ordinary person and is imprisoned under Leifeng Pagoda for dozens of years. Year.

If it weren't for her official, she might have become an immortal long ago. And how could she repay her kindness by being with the official?Fu Yao racked her brains and couldn't figure it out.

"This young master looks very distressed, but why don't you understand him?"

A rather soft voice sounded in her ears, and she knew it was a daughter's voice. Fu Yao was very hesitant, but she slowly turned around.

She bowed her body slightly, clasped her fists with her hands, deliberately lowered her voice, and said: "Gu..." Before she could say the words, she saw a handsome young man standing in front of her. This was not a girl, she was clearly a girl. A young man.

Fu Yao stood up straight suddenly, looking at the person in front of her without moving her eyes, vaguely wondering if she had heard wrong just now or had hallucinations, but it was clearly a girl just now!

"This young master..." Fu Yao said cautiously.

"My surname is Chi, which means "ceremony"." Chi Li waved the fan in his hand, thinking he was fanning it gracefully.

Fu Yao's beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and there was a man wearing a woman's voice. What a strange combination this was. There really are all kinds of strange things in the world. There are weird things every year, but there are so many this year.

Even though she had countless questions in her heart, Fu Yao still greeted her politely, "Brother Chi, how are you?"

In the Zhou Dynasty, etiquette was always indispensable.

"How are you, brother!" Chi Li returned the courtesy of a peer and asked in a low voice, "I wonder what I call this brother?"

"Fu, one word..." The last word was long, but Fu Yao didn't know what to call her. There was no other reason. Before she came out, she always made quick decisions, sold the sachet and returned home.

Today, I suddenly wanted to go out for a walk. I came to this theater when I was bored, but I didn't expect that someone would take the initiative to say hello to her. Did he really not recognize the identity of his daughter's family?
"Ju, the word "ju" means "ju" to live and work in peace and contentment." Fu Yao put her hands behind her and said calmly.

"Fu Ju is a good name for living and working in peace and contentment." Chi Li murmured in a voice that only he could hear. For the small person in front of him, he didn't expect the name to have such profound meaning.

"what?"

The voice of the person in front of him was so low that Fu Yao had to express doubts and look at the person in front of him with doubtful eyes.

　It’s the weekend, la la la, so happy!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)