Marry the first wife

Chapter 31 The Bold One
"Girl, you are weak, let's go back early." The little maid who was following Zhou Chuyao took a step up and whispered.

"At the beginning of the month, do you know..."

Before she finished speaking, Yue Yue's heart started to rise unconsciously, fearing that her girl would ask something shocking next second. This was in General Jingyuan's Mansion, and they were living under someone else's roof after all.

"That's it, just think she is confused." Zhou Chuyao murmured to herself, her eyes slightly lost focus, and then gradually became firmer.

Three days later.

The midday sun cast a little warmth, and the damp and cold air was filled with a permeating coldness. After a while, the back of the snow-white hands turned red from the cold.

Fu Yao's hands hidden under her wide sleeves kept rubbing together, trying to generate a hint of warmth, but her whole body almost shrank together.

However, it was freezing cold, and the coldness in the air was far greater than the warmth she could generate. She tried her best to find a source of heat, but she couldn't find it. The cold made her shiver.

"Girl, take the soup potion and warm yourself up." Gu Yu came out of nowhere and handed her a soup potting pot.

Fu Yao reached out to take it and held it in her arms. Waves of heat slowly warmed her body.

Tang Pozi changed one after another, but Zhou Chuyao still refused to leave the house.

They raised their heads and took a look at the sky. If they didn't leave, it would be too late to go to the Marquis Chengen's Mansion.

"Where is she?" An angry Fu Yu jumped off the carriage and walked straight to Fu Yao.

Fu Yao took a deep breath, and instantly breathed it into her mouth. Her heart was shocked, "Sister, don't worry, I have already sent someone to rush you."

Fu Yu glanced at Fu Yao's trembling body and snorted coldly: "After all, he is a piece of shit who can't stand on the stage."

When he said these words, he didn't know whether he was talking about the person in front of him or Zhou Chuyao, who was waiting to come.

"Sister Yaoyao, Yu'er, I'm late, don't be angry." Before she could say a few words, there were already a few tears on Zhou Chuyao's fair face.

Seeing this scene, Fu Yu lost all her anger.

She was obviously too late, why did it seem like they were the ones in the wrong now.

"Sister Chu Yao is overthinking what she said. Second sister and I were just discussing what the weather will be like today?" When Fu Yao said this, her face did not turn red, as if they were really just discussing the weather.

"Second sister, do you think so?" Fu Yao raised her lips slightly and asked in a low voice.

Fu Yu knew that he was in the wrong. With the steps, he naturally went down the slope: "Otherwise, what can we say? Now that we are here, if we don't get on the carriage quickly, I will freeze to death."

"But..." Zhou Chuyao moved the corners of her mouth, wanting to continue saying something.

"Get in the car." Fu Yao whispered.

Zhou Chuyao nodded, her eyes suddenly darkened, and her voice was timid: "Sister Yaoyao, believe me, I really have no other intentions."

Fu Yao secretly sighed in her heart. It didn't matter whether she was surprised or not. She sighed and said, "I know, my sister just wants to ask, and she doesn't mean anything else, right?" Zhou Chuyao He glanced at the person in front of him with gratitude, as if he wanted to thank her for believing in him.

There was a small pot of charcoal fire in the carriage, making a crackling sound. Fu Yao leaned against the corner of the carriage extremely tired. She was obviously sitting in a warm carriage, but she felt as if she was walking on thin ice.

Perhaps, Zhou Chuyao did not have any intention to target Fu Yu, let alone any other intention. She just wanted to get closer to her. Out of a woman's intuition, she always felt that Zhou Chuyao was getting close to her intentionally or unintentionally.

Fu Yao asked herself that she did not have a treasure that others could only envy, nor did she have extraordinary abilities.

However, Zhou Chuyao's provocation of Fu Yu's hatred diverted attention from her, which was unintentionally a good thing, and she could get a moment of peace.

At noon in the middle of winter, Chengenhou Mansion was decorated with lights and colorful, and the ladies from each family were all smiling, as if they were very happy to be here to play with the little sisters they hadn't seen for a long time.

Fu Yao sat alone in the bustle, looking coldly at Zhou Chuyao walking back and forth among the unwelcome crowd, with a look of loneliness on her face.

"Ayao, don't you feel bored sitting here alone?" A soft voice sounded next to her. Fu Yao turned around and saw that she was the second young lady of the Marquis Cheng'en family.

Liu Jing stood next to Fu Yao, "I was searching hard at the table just now, but I couldn't see your figure, so I knew you were here." Her tone was mixed with inexplicable grievance.

"You know, I never like those." Fu Yao glanced at Liu Jing lightly. Today's unexpected banquet was hosted by the eldest girl in their family, her sister, Liu Pan.

Cheng'enhou Mansion, like their General Jingyuan Mansion, are emerging nobles. By chance, they have made meritorious service to His Majesty. The only difference is that their Jingyuan General Mansion has made real military exploits.

The Chengenhou Mansion is different. Their family relies on their daughters. An outstanding daughter can also bring glory to the family, but the way is somewhat different.

Therefore, the Cheng'en Marquis Mansion values ​​women far more than men, and in the future they are expected to bring supreme glory to the family just like today's Concubine Liu.

I don't know how many people who came to Beijing looked down upon their behavior, but they didn't care and didn't take it to heart, which made some people very angry.

For Liu Jing beside her, Fu Yao helped her a little by chance, and the two of them got to know each other.

Liu Jing lowered her eyes slightly, recalling the scene just now, where Fu Yao sat there quietly, like a fairy who could not eat the fireworks of the world, riding on the wind.

"I heard that there are many young masters coming to the house, and they are all acquaintances with my brother. How about we go and have a look?" Liu Jing blinked her eyes and said something shocking.

Fu Yao looked at the person in front of her with panic in her eyes, and opened her mouth slightly, "No, men and women are not allowed to sit at the same table for seven years, so we should not go there."

These words may have some effect on others, but unfortunately they have no effect on the women of the Chengenhou Mansion. Their entire mansion relies on getting along with men to prosper.

Liu Jing knew very well that she might be able to follow her aunt's path in the future and bring prosperity to the family. She pulled Fu Yao's arm and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, I know there is a place where they can't see us. "

When Fu Yao heard these words, she felt that Liu Jing had done this kind of thing dozens of times.

"Let's go." Liu Jing pulled the person who was dumbfounded and walked towards the place she said. Don't look too happy.

It happened that Zhou Chuyao, who was alone, came to look for Fu Yao. When she saw her being taken away, she was filled with resentment. She pursed her lips and glanced sideways at Fu Yu, who was smiling non-stop.

(End of this chapter)