White moonlight dressed as a traitor

Chapter 240 Old Disease
Fu Shu looked innocent, this is what Fu Li is willing to do, so what does it have to do with her?
I said this in my heart, but Fu Li had already spoken, and his expression became serious, "It has nothing to do with her!"

Although it was only a few short words, Mrs. Que smelled something unusual.

Grandma Que watched Fu Li grow up since she was a child, and she had to separate later. When they met again, it was a few years later. At that time, she became more popular and energetic.

Mrs. Que was only worried about the son's safety, she didn't ask much about other matters, and she knew her duty.

Seeing that Fu Li is a little special to Fu Shu now, although I can't say why, it is different anyway.

Could it be that the young master has taken a fancy to Fu Shu?

Mrs. Que took a careful look at Fu Shu, but under Fu Li's insistent gaze, she hurriedly stood with her head down, not daring to look any further.

Seeing that Mrs. Que was interested, Fu Li looked away.

It's freezing cold, why are you staring in the yard?

Waiting to become a statue?
Fu Shu's eyes turned, and she said, "My lord, this servant has made a few home-cooked dishes just now, would you like to try them? It's better to eat these dishes while they're hot."

"Let's go together." Fu Li raised his foot and walked into the room.

Fu Shu immediately followed.

I haven't done it for a long time, and I don't know if the craftsmanship has deteriorated.

Fu Li often eats the dishes he cooks, so he might taste something.

While thinking, Fu Shu was pushed by Mrs. Que, and she scolded, "What are you thinking? Why don't you go get some vegetables?"

Bucai means serving food for others, and you just watch it yourself?
Fu Shu was a little hungry at the moment, and it was fine to serve Fu Li for dinner, but she probably heard correctly when the other party said "together".

Fu Li looked at the familiar dishes on the table, a trace of nostalgia flashed in his eyes, his complexion softened, with a touch of warmth, and his eyes became softer, and said to Mrs. Que, "You go down first."

"Yes." Mrs. Que didn't say much, and bowed to leave.

Only Fu Shu and Fu Li were left in the huge room.

The fire was on in the house, the windows were closed tightly, the cold wind could not enter, and it was much warmer than outside.

And at some point, incense was lit in the room, and an elegant fragrance inadvertently rushed into the tip of the nose, but it didn't seem obtrusive or pungent.

But the most eye-catching thing in the room is not the exquisite furnishings and exaggerated things in the room.It was a young man with a face like a crown jade, cold and absolutely dusty, like a banished fairy.

The young man's face was between that of a man and a boy, with a calmness and introvertedness that did not match that of a boy of the same age, but his charming peach eyes were too cold, and he could not be underestimated and unattainable.

At this time, Fu Li took off the fox fur and hung it on the screen. He was dressed in white clothes that were better than the snow.

Ever since Fu Shu asked someone to take care of the boy's health, his old illness has almost recovered.

In Fu Shu's mind, Fu Li's body is not bad, and he was not as thin as he looks now when we met last time.As if a gust of wind could blow it away.

Like sister Lin, it makes people worry.

what happened?

Fu Shu's heart sank, her face showed worry, she couldn't help but said: "Master, are you all right? But did you catch a cold?"

Fu Li glanced at Fu Shu, seeing the other person's expression in his eyes, a dark light flashed in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, it's just an old disease, just take medicine all the time, just take a pill. There is nothing in this world. There are many people who have relatives without any reason, and I am still alive, which is not bad."

The sadness in Fu Li's eyes made Fu Shu very worried. The other party must have thought that she was no longer alive.

(End of this chapter)