Xu Yan and Qi Ce Fu Chen stood side by side, watching the elders walk forward. After the Qiao family mother and daughter passed by, only the Fu Rong sisters were left.

Fu Wan wore a lilac lace and a white dress, elegant and decent.

Fu Rong was dressed in white, originally to respect the Buddha, but in this quiet and green temple, she was even more eye-catching in this way.

Xu Yan was not free to look at the little girl.

With just one glance, a certain place in my heart seemed different, as if the breeze was blown from my heart, and it seemed that spring water was gushing out from my heart.

Beauty is like a sword.

The swords in the room seem to be exactly the same. People who pick swords can always find the one that suits him best based on unspeakable subtleties such as the light and shadow of the sword blade. If you still need to make a detailed explanation for your sword, you will be different. Some people will fall in love when you see her. The so-called love at first sight may be familiar with each other and you will find that the other person is nothing but arrogance at the moment of the first encounter.

Xu Yan stared at the girl in a daze.

She was beautiful, more beautiful than any girl he had ever seen. But Xu Yan felt that she had something that was not on the other side of the beauty, such as the fresh and unrestrained and charming flower ornaments on her forehead, she could not wear this smell, and the watery eyes that could not be completely covered by her thick eyelashes. The waves flowed in it, seemingly quiet and calm, but as if she wanted to speak.

She passed by him like this, never looking at him, so indifferent that he was secretly disappointed by the first time that a girl didn't look at him.

Look at it, is the third girl from the Fu family?

Xu Yan also wanted to pursue the little girl's figure. Qi Ce Qi Jian Fu Chen turned around almost at the same time, blocking his sight. Qi Ce was next to him, so he spoke first: "Let's go, it's been a long time since we've reminisced."

Xu Yan calmed down and turned around and left.

After all, he is the prince of the county prince's mansion, and it is rare to lose his composure for a short time.

Fu Chen soon discovered that the prince of the county prince's mansion had said a little more to him than before. Although he was all noble sons from Xindu City, he came later and was not as good as Xu Yan and Qi Ce in terms of friendship. Xu Yan was also the kind of identity that he did not need to look at anyone's expression and did not need to get close to anyone, so he was polite to him and alienated.

But Fu Chen was not happy with this honor.

Yesterday, Wanwan was taken aback, but today it was the turn of Heiyang again? He would be angry that his sister had no interest in him, but his sisters were targeted one after another, and Fu Chen felt unhappy to see that his big baby was about to be taken away since childhood.

He talked to the three of them in a warm manner, looking at the lecture hall, hoping that the whole family would go home early.

A wall separated by.

There was a four or five hundred years old ancient locust tree in the center of the lecture hall. The branches and leaves were lush and paved like a lid. The lecture hall was set up under the ancient locust tree. It was actually very simple. A gray cushion was just waiting for the monk to sit, and there was not even a cup of tea next to it. But it was this simplicity and naturalness that made people feel more pure in their hearts.

After coming in, Fu Rong instinctively looked for the princess of the county.

After finding it, the princess of the county sat in the front position, only she was the whole row, looking up at the tree, not knowing what she was thinking, the female family behind her were silent, holding her breath and concentrating. Seeing that the group of people just nodded slightly and did not say hello.

Fu Rong suddenly envied the princess of the county.

The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Don’t look at the many princes and princesses in the capital. In this Xindu City, the county princess’s mansion is the sky, and the county princess is the most noble woman in the city. No one dares to offend her. Even Xu Yaocheng, the king of Xindu, doesn’t like her until she only goes there all day every month, and the surface respect is given to her.

"Let's go and pay tribute to the princess of the county." Old Mrs. Qi whispered.

They were all official wives, so these etiquettes were worthy. Qiao also had the qualifications to pay homage to the princess of the county, so he led his three daughters to follow him.

Fu Rong slowly approached the princess of the county and was shocked. If the person she hated most in her previous life was Qi Ce who killed her sister, the second thing she hated was her mother-in-law who bullied and tortured her in every way. She thought she would still hate this woman when she saw the princess of the county and was close to her. Seeing the princess of the county and her thin but graceful and cold face, Fu Rong didn't feel anything, and was as calm as water.

Is it because I know that she will never marry into the Prince's Mansion again in this life, so does the Princess' private paranoidness and unreasonableness have nothing to do with her?

Yes, she is reborn, and some people who are destined to be no longer related, so why should she be obsessed with the resentment of her previous life?

The road is facing the sky, and each side is on its own.

"I have met the princess of the county." Fu Rong saluted with the sisters.

The princess of the county, Qiao, was two years old and was pampered. She looked at her twenties. At this time, she sat upright and looked at the four little girls in front of her. The corners of her mouth were hooked up undetectably, and she barely laughed. "Okay, I've heard that Mr. Fu has three pearls in his palm at home. When I saw him today, it was indeed worthy of his reputation. He was not as good as Azhu. He turned around and came to our mansion to play and be a companion for Xi'er."

Qiao said happily: "It is a blessing for the three of them to invite each other."

The princess of the county nodded, and the maid next to her gave her a meeting gift. Yesterday, the Fu family went up the mountain and received a letter.

The three sisters got three pairs of jade bracelets, with uniform texture and bright green and shiny colors.

Fu Rong gently rubbed the best jade on his wrist, and found it funny.

It was amazing. Liang Yingfang did not invite her to Zhulin Temple in her previous life, so she naturally did not meet the princess here. She first met at the flower banquet of the princess's mansion in the spring of next year. Unexpectedly, the gifts she received were the same. At that time, the maid next to the princess said that the three pairs of bracelets were from the same jade pit, and the princess of the county specially left them for their sisters. Fu Rong just thought it was polite. Now it seems that this is true.

The princess of the county is quite thoughtful. Because of this delicate and delicate heart, she later tried to avoid being lazy and could not escape the eyes of others, so she could only let it rub and adjust.

For nothing else, just to avoid this powerful mother-in-law, she will not be involved with Xu Yan in this life.

Fu Rongan stood quietly beside his sister and listened to Mrs. Qi talking to the county princess: "Why didn't the empress bring the county lord?"

The princess of the county said: "She has been lazy these days and doesn't like to go out."

Mrs. Qi immediately talked about some tricks for the little girl to regulate her body.

Fu Rong listened absent-mindedly, and Yu Guangli glanced at Qi Zhu looking at the princess with admiration. Thinking of the delicate "Brother of the Crown Prince" he had just heard outside, his mind moved.

She knew that Qi Zhu liked Xu Yan, and later Xu Yan's admiration for her was obvious, so Qi Zhu silently calmed down and sincerely wished her a happy marriage with Xu Yan for a hundred years. At that time, Fu Rong thought that she was really so open-minded. Now, thinking about it, Qi Zhu could do something to frame her sister, and how could he distinguish right from wrong in his previous life become true or false?

Unfortunately, she is destined to be disappointed. Xu Yan doesn't like her at all. Xu Yan likes...

Fu Rong suddenly frowned.

Of course Xu Yan liked her, but after she avoided this time, was it possible for Xu Yan and Qi Zhu to do so?

Master Qi is a second-rank senior official. In terms of identity, Qi Zhu is able to enter the eyes of the county prince’s mansion.

Fu Rong felt a little uncomfortable. She didn't care about Xu Yan marrying others, but she never wanted that person to be Qi Zhu.

Because Qi Zhu is not worthy.

But what can she do? He can decide who Xu Yan married, and his parents can decide, but she is not the turn of her to interfere, and she has no position to interfere.

Let’s take a look first. Xu Yan has known Qi Zhu for a long time. Since he didn’t like him in his previous life, he might still not like him this time.

As his mother returned to her family's seat, Fu Rong looked at the monk who was walking here and put away the mundane thoughts.

Buddhist principles can indeed be quiet. When Fu Rong stood up and left the table, he felt relaxed all over.

Everyone left according to their superiority and inferiority, and the princess of the county took the lead, followed by the female family of Qi, and the mother and daughter of Qiao followed him, chatting while walking, and getting close to each other.

Fu Rong was determined not to look at Xu Yan, and seriously debated a Buddhist principle with his sisters, so he did not notice the implicit expectant gaze that Xu Yan looked at her when he came to greet the princess of the county.

Qi Ce could see clearly and saw that Fu Rong had no attention to the No. 1 noble young master of Xindu, and smiled with satisfaction.

Fu Wan is beautiful, gentle, dignified and generous, and is his ideal wife, but he doesn't have to marry her. The Fu family is harmonious and has deep sisters. If Fu Wan notices that her sister likes him and repeatedly destroys his plan to get close to her, Fu Wan will definitely not agree to marry him. After thinking about this last night, Qi Ce completely gave up Fu Wan and was not sure what to do with Fu Rong. A real man shouldn't fight with a little girl, but when he thinks of the proud provocative look of the girl on the bow of the boat, he will be unable to calm down.

This morning, seeing her coming in a fairy-like fairy-like Tingting, her frown and smile, Qi Ce suddenly realized that such a beautiful woman admired her so much, why wouldn’t he marry her back according to her wishes? Her sister didn’t like Fu Rong, but fortunately, the two were about to be alike. When Fu Rong entered the door, her sister should have been about to marry her. Her sister-in-law and sister-in-law were together for too long and could not make a big fuss. Fu Rong was not dignified enough, so he could teach her slowly, so that she could go to the hall and continue to be charmed in private.

The most important thing for a wife is to serve her husband, and Qi Ce believes that Fu Rong will definitely surpass her sister in that kind of thing.

The more I thought about it, the more I felt it was feasible. When Qi Ce found out that Fu Rong was devoted to him, he was unexpectedly moved.

Because he likes him, he cannot tolerate his sister. The jealousy of his daughter's family is not a big problem.

"Auntie, let's go back first."

He saluted Qiao with familiarity. Before turning around, Qi Ce looked at Fu Rong secretly. Fu Rong happened to hear his voice and also looked over...

Fu Rong has very beautiful and lively eyes.

Different states of mind and different ideas. After treating Fu Rong as his decisive wife, Qi Ce began to appreciate the beauty of the girl, smiled gently at the girl who admired him, and then turned around and left.

Fu Rong was stunned for a while before he suddenly shuddered and had a small bump in his body.

"Is it cold?" Fu Wan grabbed her hand with concern, cool and delicate, and couldn't help but blame him in a low voice: "The mountain is cool, and you don't listen if you want to wear more clothes. Now you know it's cold, right?"

Fu Rong let his sister nag, and only Qi Ce's gentle smile remained in his mind.

After living for two lifetimes, Fu Rong thought he knew men very well, but now he couldn't guess Qi Ce's thoughts at all.

Is it a knife hidden in my smile? Another kind of demonstration?
Chapter completed!