Marry the first wife

Chapter 4 Applause

When Fu Fang heard this, she snorted coldly, saying exactly what she was saying, how could a person whose mother was dead be more blessed than them? She felt a little relieved after the anger she just received from Fu Yu.

"If nothing happens to my sister, I will leave first." Fu Yao's eyebrows were obedient and she looked slightly disappointed.

No normal woman can accept having someone point at her spine every day, saying that her mother is dead and that she is carrying bad luck and is unlucky...
"By the way, remember to bring the sachet I want to use during morning class tomorrow morning." Fu Fang seemed to be bored, and let the boring Fu Yao go.

There are three girls in the Fu family. Fu Fang is the youngest and has the most delicate personality. Fu Yao is the eldest. Her temperament is contrary to the norm of her daughter's family and she is extremely dull and boring.

Therefore, Fu Fang would rather play with her 'enemy' Fu Yu than with Fu Yao.

The Anhe Courtyard where Fu Yao is located is the most remote courtyard in the entire General Mansion. There are few people coming and going around, but it is quiet. Fu Yao also develops the temperament of not liking to talk to others.

Fortunately, although Fu Yao is not favored, Mrs. Xie is fair in her dealings as the mistress. The three girls have one courtyard each, 11 masters and servants, two eldest maids, two second-class maids, and the rest are Little maid.

Fu Yao's boudoir is clean and tidy, not too spacious, and it is not as ingenious as the two sisters, but more elegant. In the final analysis, it is just because she has no money.

Guyu bowed and stood in front of the dowry, packing up the few jewelry for the eldest girl in his family. When he heard the footsteps behind him, he quickly put down the hairpin ring in his hand and saluted.

Gu Yu is one of the few maids left by Fu Yao, and she can also be regarded as one of her eldest maids. A girl has at least ten servants around her.

However, Fu Yao is not like the other two sisters. She has her own mother to protect her, she can maintain her identity, and she also has plenty of money. She can ensure that the maids around her are not bullied every month.

Obviously, she couldn't do these things, so she didn't blame those slaves who abandoned her for the Ming Master. Fu Yao responded softly, her eyes falling on the jewelry that was carefully wiped clean.

"Thank you for your hard work." Fu Yao said with pity in her eyes, seeming to blame herself.

As soon as he said this, Guyu said cautiously: "The girl said it with a smile. Don't try to offend me. It is your duty to serve the girl. It is not worth the word 'hard work'."

How can it not be considered hard work to follow a master who has no future?

Hearing this, Fu Yao just smiled softly, as if remembering something, and then said: "By the way, the one who came today, sir, where is he now?"

Gu Yu folded his hands on his lower abdomen and shook his head. Although Mr. Shen is most likely to be the husband of their young lady, this is not a sure thing. Who can say clearly?
Seeing this scene, Fu Yao pursed her lips but didn't say much.

This sudden marriage not only caught Mrs. Xie and her grandmother off guard, but also made her, the eldest daughter of unknown origin, at a loss because fundamentally, this matter could easily involve her.

According to Mrs. Fu's wishes, there must be a legitimate daughter in the family to get married. If Fu Yu, the daughter of the legitimate mother, is unwilling to marry, Fu Fang will be born of a concubine.

She is about to have haircut in spring, and she can be considered a big girl. However, as a 'big girl', Fu Yao is very confused about all this. For the first 15 years, she carefully made a living under her stepmother's hands, for fear of making her stepmother unhappy.

There is no clear plan for the second half of life. It is said that a woman relies on her natal family for the first half of her life, and the rest of her life is completely in the hands of her husband.However, this is not what Fu Yao wants. What she wants is to leave General Jingyuan's Mansion, but she does not want to get married. There is no other reason. There are many unkind lovers in the world.

"Girl, do you want to rest now?" Gu Yu took a step forward and asked in a low voice.

Fu Yao waved her hand. She had already lied down before. No, her grandmother called everyone to discuss her so-called business, and hurriedly got up from the bed. She was very upset at this moment.

"I'm going for a walk, don't follow me." Fu Yao said this and turned around to leave her Anheyuan.

Gu Yu looked at the eldest girl's even lonely back, and her heart felt more and more pity for the girl. She was the best girl in the world, the girl she wanted to risk her life to protect.

In fact, Fu Yao's mood was exactly the opposite of what Gu Yu thought. She didn't sigh as much as Gu Yu thought. She just missed her mother and wanted to see her.

I want to see that miserable woman.

The whole building of the Fu Family Ancestral Hall is magnificent. It is said that a lot of effort was put into its construction. The layout is rigorous and it is obvious that a lot of thought was put into it.

However, it looks no different from an ordinary building during the day. It is even a little cooler in the summer because of its better location.

However, it's not summer now, but a raging winter. The biting cold wind blows on her face. Fu Yao can't help but feel scared when walking on the eerie gravel road covered with cobblestones.

However, none of this could stop her from wanting to see her mother. Every time she saw Fu Yu and Fu Fang, they had their own biological mothers protecting them. How could she not envy them?
Maybe it was the cold wind in winter that was raging. Fu Yao gathered up her cloak and saw that there were still people dancing in the ancestral hall. She frowned and paused in her steps. How could someone be in the ancestral hall for no reason at this time?
Fu Yao took a deep breath, tried her best to suppress her fear, and walked towards the ancestral hall step by step. She wanted to see what kind of monster it was, or...
When she thought of that possibility, Fu Yao immediately ran towards the ancestral hall like a wild horse. It was once said that if the deceased could not let go of his living relatives, he would come to look for her if he knew that his relatives were unhappy.

The looming figure in the room made Fu Yao startled. The thing that others were afraid of was the person she longed to see. She stood at the door and slowly opened the door with her hand raised.

What came into view was darkness and death-like silence. Fu Yao's bright eyes suddenly dimmed, she pursed her lips and walked in.

Unexpectedly, just as he had taken one step and had not yet landed firmly, a man suddenly appeared in front of his eyes. He was in the darkness and could not see his specific appearance.

"Ah..., ghost!" Fu Yao screamed subconsciously, then slapped him hard, and was about to run out, with a small face full of panic. Confused, eyes filled with fear.

'Snapped'

The crisp sound of the slap resounded through the entire ancestral hall, echoing in waves. Shen Zhaoxian felt a flash of white flash past his eyes, and then bursts of pain erupted from the left side of his face.

Shen Zhaoxian staggered back a few steps, unable to believe what just happened. After reacting, he covered his aching face with one hand, squatted down and picked up the oil lamp that had just slipped.

(End of this chapter)