Qi Ce knew that Fu Rong had run into him on purpose.

The garden is full of flowers and trees, and the vision is easily blocked. When he is about to reach the intersection, a familiar and delicate voice comes from there, whispering softly, like a chirping of orioles. Qi Ce can't help but lightly steps, not knowing what he is looking forward to. When the distance is closer, he relies on his height to see through the branches and leaves of the roadside, he sees that there are only three masters and servants in front of Fu Rong, and there is no Fu Wan. So he avoids the roadside opposite and stays away from them so as not to bump into them.

Unfortunately, he gave in, but the third girl didn't want to let go. She walked out in a posture of talking to the maid with her head. After taking the first step, she was obviously stuck for a moment. She seemed to have calculated the distance wrongly, and then she pretended to play and avoided people. He couldn't avoid the speed of the head and the speed.

What did she want to do? She fell in love with him and designed a chance encounter?

If it were someone else, Qi Ce would have let him fall, but her identity was different. If nothing unexpected happened, she would have been his future sister-in-law.

The girls who are fond of being angry are said to love Fu Wan very much, and Fu Rong is Fu Pinyan's favorite daughter. Qi Ce does not want to offend his sister-in-law before the incident, so he only causes trouble, so he has to reach out to help him. As soon as Fu Rong stood firm, Qi Ce immediately let go and took two steps back and asked politely: "I walked in a hurry and accidentally bumped into the third girl. Is the third girl injured?"

Fu Rong lowered his head and looked at the bluestone road between them, which was enough to put a chair on the Grand Master. His head suddenly became a little stiff.

This shouldn't be the case.

In his previous life, Qi Ce clearly pulled his sister into his arms. The tall and handsome boy and the girl with a red face hugged each other tightly. The picture was as beautiful as a painting. Fu Rong at that time forgot to be angry that his sister was taken advantage of. After his sister's death, this painting became her nightmare. She hated herself for being blind and mistakenly regarded a bastard as a gentleman and failed to dissuade her in time.

Fu Rong's plan was to let Qiaoxing see Qi Ce hug her, and turn back to Qi Ce from home to propose marriage. She showed dissatisfaction at the right time and quietly told her mother that Qi Ce had tampered with her before, and she had concealed it because of embarrassment. With Qi Ce's character, her mother probably couldn't believe it. She would ask Qiaoxing. As long as Qiaoxing admitted that there was such an accident, her mother would naturally not ask further.

My parents have always loved their sisters, so how could they marry their sister to a hypocrite who once had a good reputation?

But now, Qi Ce only touched her arm and her chest was far away from her, making her unable to frame her!

"Miss, are you okay?" Lanxiang and Qiaoxing surrounded him anxiously.

Fu Rong looked up and met Qi Ce calm eyes, clenched his fists secretly, and whispered: "So it's Brother Qi, why are you here?"

Her voice was so cute that she seemed to be angry and aggrieved when she was hit. She heard it in Qi Ce's ears.

Realizing that the little girl had thought about her, Qi Ce stopped looking at Fu Rong's eyes and said concisely: "My brother Ling and others made a few congratulations, and were about to send them to my grandmother to see her. If the third girl was not seriously injured, I would leave first. Those guys were still waiting for my grandmother to choose the leader."

He was so polite that Fu Rong had no reason to continue to linger, so he walked to the side of the road and asked him to pass first.

Qi Ce walked away in big strides.

Fu Rong looked at his back with complicated eyes. Just as she was about to walk forward slowly, she suddenly felt something was wrong. She turned her head and looked at Qiao Xing inquiry. Fu Rong's heart was a big maid next to her mother, and her mind was always clear. She just now showed some traces because Qi Ce was too far away. Did Qiao Xing tell him that he could see it?

"Sister Qiao, I accidentally tripped and hit Brother Qi just now. If my mother knew about this, she would definitely think that I was too rude and asked Sister Qiao to hide it for me."

She grabbed Qiao Xing's sleeve and begged flatteringly.

Qiaoxing is a few years older than Fu Rong and often deals with each other on weekdays. This is not the first time she has concealed naughty things for Fu Rong. If it is an ordinary little mistake, she will naturally agree quickly. However, when this matter involves the reputation of her daughter's family, it cannot be exposed in a few words. Even if the third girl admires Master Qi, she cannot be so frivolous. It is not good for the entire Fu family if it is reported.

"Don't worry, girl, this little thing is not worth telling her wife. I'm not a god." Qiao Xing smiled and comforted her, and then reminded her tactfully: "It's just after this time, the girl must remember the lesson. You must concentrate on walking in the future. If you really fall to the ground, it will be troublesome if you hurt."

He did not offend the master Fu Rong, and he also implicitly warned him that if Fu Rong was really guilty, he would definitely hear it.

Fu Rong knew that Qiaoxing had good intentions and quickly promised that she would be obedient and look naive like a child.

She was open and honest, Qiao Xing was a little relieved, and told Lanxiang to take care of the girl more carefully.

When Fu Rong returned to the seat, Qi Ce was standing on the side of Mrs. Qi, saying aloud to the old man's congratulations. His posture was as tall as a pine tree, his voice was clear and timeless, pleasing to the eye.

Fu Rong looked around quickly and found that both the wife and the young girl were looking at Qi Ce.

Fu Rong looked at his sister with his eyes.

Fu Wan's eyes were drooping, as quiet as water, but her fingers on her knees were gently buckled, one by one, quite in line with Qi Ce's rhythm.

Fu Rong became more and more anxious. Even if his sister was not moved, she would appreciate Qi Ce a little. Marriage has always been the words of her parents. Her father and mother love them, so she would definitely ask them what they mean first. But her sister is different from her. Her sister is dignified and polite. If Qi Ce was not cunning, she would not say a word to a foreign man. Then as long as she is the candidate who is optimistic about her parents and she will understand and appreciate the other party a little, she will not object.

Mrs. Qi, not far away, was also observing Fu Wan in secret. Seeing that Fu Wan had never peeked at her son, she nodded slightly.

In terms of character, Fu Wan is very consistent with her heart. In terms of family background and identity, Fu Pinyan, the prefect is a little lower than her husband. However, Fu Pinyan is young and has become a fourth-rank official at only 33 years old. He is also worldly and has an unlimited future. Moreover, although Fu Pinyan is a concubine, he is the second master of the Marquis of Jingyang, the capital. I heard that since the eldest girl of the Fu family became the prince's concubine, the emperor has also valued Marquis of Jingyang and was promoted to the third-rank official.

She agreed with this marriage for ten thousand times. After the banquet today, you might as well explore her son's tone.

In the tranquility, Qi Ce finished reading aloud and asked the old lady Qi a smile: "Which grandmother likes the most?"

The female family couldn't help but listened. Qi Ce did not mention anyone's writing when he was reciting the poem. Now that Mrs. Qi has chosen the leader, at least she has to report the title of the leader. And those who can send congratulations must be the sons with status, and they can gain some understanding after listening to it.

Old Mrs. Qi smiled with her eyes curled, looked around and said helplessly: "How can I understand these poems and lyrics? They all sound good!"

Mrs. Qi smiled and agreed: "The daughter-in-law doesn't understand either. I just listened to it and forgot one. It's better for my mother to choose the two sentences she remembers the most clearly. Just like when we buy jewelry, we can see that the most attractive one is definitely the one we like the most. Do you think?"

Old Mrs. Qi nodded, "This makes sense, let me think about it."

The guests also started to reminisce.

Fu Xuan asked Fu Rong in a low voice: "What is the third sister who likes the most?"

Fu Rong smiled bitterly. She didn't listen carefully at all, but she did remember two sentences, two sentences chosen by Old Lady Qi in her previous life.

"I like this the most, 'Suddenly, the Xiangyun Gate fell, and the immortal man held a peach to celebrate Changsheng'. Who wrote it?" Old Mrs. Qi quickly spoke, "After reading these two sentences, the scene came out vividly. It seemed that I really saw the old god. I don't know which brother is so good at thinking."

Qi Ce took out a piece of paper, looked at the signature, and smiled and said, "Go back to grandmother, this was made by Yun Sheng. His Highness Kang married, Yun Sheng went to the capital with the prince and the princess, but he was thinking about you, so he sent a congratulations."

The familiar name came to my ears again, Fu Rong lowered his head and stroked the back of his hand absent-mindedly.

Yunsheng is the name of Xu Yan. The prince's mansion has a good relationship with the Qi family. Xu Yan and Qi Ce have a friendship, so it is necessary to send gifts to celebrate their birthdays.

Fu Rong didn't listen to the following words, but the girls present showed a hint of longing.

There are two young masters in Xindu City who are noble and beautiful than Pan An. No matter how good Qi Ce is, they can only rank second, because Xu Yan beats him three points in terms of appearance and identity. In fact, Fu Chen is also better than Qi Ce, but the Fu family has a shallow foundation in Xindu City. There are not many girls who have seen Fu Chen, so their fame naturally ranks behind Qi Ce.

When he learned that the leader was Xu Yan, Old Lady Qi kept praising her.

Fu Rong was a little dazed.

If Xu Yan was here, he would definitely smile humbly, like the warmest jade. If he saw her, his eyes would be filled with tenderness.

That was the man she treated the best besides her father and brother in her previous life, and the only man she felt she had owed.

The peony bloomed brightly in the sun. Fu Rong looked at a Wei Zi plant over there, as if she had seen her brief marriage with Xu Yan.

Happy and upset, vivid in my mind.

No one noticed her loss of composure except Qi Ce who was about to leave.

In fact, Qi Ce didn't plan to look at her. He was looking at Fu Wan, but Fu Rong was sitting next to Fu Wan. Seeing that Fu Wan had never looked at him, Qi Ce took back his gaze and glanced at Fu Rong casually.

But I saw the little girl staring blankly at the front, with regret and regret in her age in her eyes that were not consistent with her age.

Qi Ce told himself that he could not watch it anymore, and it was not good to be discovered by someone.

But he couldn't control it, because her complexity at this time was completely different from the little girl who tried to attract him with clumsy means.

Fu Rong was not a sentimental person. When he suddenly heard the name of his ex-husband, he could not help but recall some old warmth, and soon came back to his senses. He came back to his senses and instinctively looked at Qi Ce who was most wary of her. Then he found that Qi Ce had no image beside Mrs. Qi Ce. Curiously, he turned his head to look for it, and happened to meet Qi Ce's inquiry gaze.

What does he see her doing?

Yes, I must have been peeking at my sister, and I was guilty and immediately noticed her gaze.

Thinking of this, Fu Rong glared at Qi Ce fiercely.

Qi Ce was stunned, then smiled, no longer nostalgic, and walked slowly towards the path ahead.
Chapter completed!