Chapter 40 Misidentification of Husband

"Sister Yue, don't sew it. What should I do if I'm tired again? Besides, the princess is not in a hurry to wear clothes this summer!"

Wei Fuyan walked to the door and heard such a sentence. She was stunned and dared not knock on the door for a moment. When I came, I just wanted to find a clean place to stay for a while, but I didn't want to take Mo Tan and scold him. What can you say when you go in? Forced to ask about Su Yue and Liu Qingzhou? Ask her if she has that heart for Motan? Tell her that she was in a bad mood, so she scolded Mo Tan away? Explain everything to her to make her understand?

"It's okay. Now I'm also idle. I can sew one more piece. I'm afraid I may not be able to sew clothes for her with my own hands in the future."

"Sister Yue, I'm not talking about you, you think too much! This leg is taken care of by Dr. Hu. It's fine. Besides, if there is really something wrong, the princess won't leave you alone! Sister Yue didn't know that the princess has been in charge of the past few days and handled the affairs of the house in an orderly manner. She was clear and considerate of rewards and punishments, and won the hearts of the people in just a few days. Princess will always arrange everything for you. Sister Yue, don't worry!"

Wei Fuyan felt funny when she listened to the fallacies that appeared just for comfort, but the next moment, she was immediately stunned, because Su Yue sighed and replied, "I know, she won't leave me alone, but I can't bother her anymore. In these years, it has been my turn to take on some matters.

The wheel...it's time...it's time for...

Suyue is the kind of person who has no big ambitions. Although she is weak, she has been struggling to survive. She often cries, but soon after crying, she will laugh heartlessly. However, it was so rare to hear Master cry in despair that day. The last time she cried like this, she almost scratched her face in order not to marry.

This is the first month, and she actually began to sew her summer clothes. It seems that Zhou Huaiyi and she have been planning!

"Wor up, why did the prince suddenly let the princess take charge?"

"How do we know that we are slaves? However, Sister Yue, if you want to think about the benefits, shouldn't our princess be the home of the Huaiwang Mansion? In a word, I'm very happy to warm up. Don't you just want a reward this year? The princess gives much more rewards than the housekeeper!"

"Real?" Su Yue sighed again and said, "I'm afraid that the trees will attract wind! If you don't do it well, do more mistakes. If you live a quiet life, you can more or less ask for peace..."

How can Sister Yue think so? She used to be a princess, but now she is a princess. Even if we don't let her be the head of the family, how can there be quiet? Besides, in my opinion, our princess doesn't seem to be led by others! When people bullied her, she had hands, feet and brain, and a whole country behind her. How could she be bullied? Sister Yue, take the medicine and go to bed. Don't think about what you have!"

After being quiet for a while, I heard Suyue say again, "Warm up, do you have my share of the New Year's reward?"

"Of course there is! I put it in the cabinet for Sister Yue a few days ago. Oh, it's all here!"

"I don't need it either. Can you take half of it and give the rest to Qiyun for me? The eldest princess is about to be buried, and our princess should be busy. Please take good care of her..."

Wei Fuyan didn't go in after all.

Sitting in the yard, slowly calm down. There were three people married, including four of her. As a result, they all had a bad life. How did she become a master?

From 17 to 20, three years of time passed quickly like running water. Think about it carefully, except Zhou Yuanzhi and Lu Zhong, I have not encountered anything worth remembering in the past three years. And then? Time continued to pass, and youth continued to waste, and finally died in an unknown battle like the eldest princess of Xingguo in a remote corner of the royal palace?

Bing Xiju, Wan Xiju. Wei Fuyan picked up a snow-white feather on the ground and suddenly saw his hand, with two red and swollen frostbites lying on the back of his hand, which looked very dazzling. Are those who have been holding her hand for 16 years now as carefree and happy as ever? Do you remember her? Do you still recognize her?

How can the remnant sun be saved? The sunset does not leave a sun! But she is not a difficult-to-retain Wanxi, she is a high Duanyang! True or false, life is your own!

It seems that my plan will also speed up, preferably before Zhou Huaiyi arrives at Luodu and before the battle to seize the throne really begins!

wrote a note, but she didn't know who to give it to. Finally, she gave it to Men Qingsong. She knew that once Men Qingsong handled Zhou Huaiyi, it was impossible not to know, but it didn't matter. So what if he knew?

Call Yuwei quickly. Cigarette word.

Wei Fuyan often feels a lot of shallow dreams. This night is another tangled and sticky dream. The dream is full of wet breath, the smoky spring willows and warm red apricot blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, the black stone road and plain white oil paper umbrellas, and the soft satin clothes of men and women on the street. Large pieces of bright colors overlap and overlap. Quiet and picturesque, those people looked familiar from afar, but when they came to their eyes, they found that they were not old people. She looked stubbornly, and finally let her find a familiar figure, so close that she held a soft yellow paper umbrella and smiled at her on the stone bridge. The man shouted, "Floating smoke, come on." The voice was difficult to distinguish, and she nodded more in a trance. This move suddenly woke up from her dream.

There was a little light in the distance. Wei Fuyan walked over in a daze like being bewitched, walked through the lotus picture with the inscription "unique" and bypassed the carved back grain wooden screen. The light turned out to be here! The candlelight quietly jumped and danced. The man gently frowned and quickly wrote something in front of the wide black wooden table. The plain paper, dark ink, wide cuffs were driving around, and his posture was as elegant as a fairy. At first glance, it looked quiet and picturesque.

"Brother..." Wei Fuyan shouted in a daze, "It's very late...Brother..." I couldn't figure it out. I was just standing on the stone bridge with an umbrella. Why is it criticizing the fold again? Always like this, I never remember to take care of my body for the sake of that pins of folds in the middle of the night...

Zhou Huaiyi suddenly stopped when he heard the words, slowly raised his head, and then clearly saw Wei Fuyan with long hair and a confused face. When he looked up, he suddenly looked up like a cold water and quickly woke up.

Zhou Huaiyi looked at the thin woman in front of him and said quietly, "Don't admit your mistakes again." On the surface, couples who love each other can recognize the wrong person, and I don't know how big a joke it is to reach the third brother's ears.

Wei Fuyan was still stunned and did not react. She opened her mouth, but her voice was so dry that she couldn't make a sound. It took a long time to grasp the door frame and bit her lips without saying anything. How can you admit your mistake? How can you admit your mistake when different people have different feelings?

"Don't bite your lips again," Zhou Huaiyi looked at her and said, " Change it!"

Wei Fuyan subconsciously loosened his teeth and opened his mouth slightly again, with a stunned expression. How can you admit your mistake? How can you admit your mistake? Do you know that this person is not allowed to bite her lips like that person?

She was still stunned by Zhou Huai's opinion. She put down her pen and said, "King Tuo will not stay in Yanjing for a long time. When he leaves, this royal palace will be yours. But what should I do these days? I don't think I need to explain.

Wei Fuyan's mind was confused, and his mind was full of that man's appearance. A lonely lamp, criticizing the folds. She easily begged her father-in-law to go in to see him, carrying a food box, a cat waist, and tiptoed to his side, but he knew that she was coming without even raising his head. As soon as he opened his mouth, he asked why he didn't sleep well and ran around in the middle of the night. She pulled his dragon robe and acted coquettishly: "Brother, it's very late..." However, every time she couldn't succeed, so she had to give him soup as usual, one bowl of soup, squeezed into a wide chair together, and watched the boring memorials together, and then at dawn, he changed his clothes, and she yawned back to make up for her sleep...

Brother, brother...

Zhou Huaiyi suddenly felt bored. The man was wearing a wide plain white dress and looked pitifully thin. Now he stood at the door in a daze, looking in his direction, but obviously he was not looking at him. The candlelight was dim, and she stood far away, her eyes fluttering, like a wisp of smoke.

He just woke up once. He couldn't have read it wrong, but what's wrong now?

Zhou Huaiyi remembered Men Qingsong's report and had nothing to say: "I have explained to Lu Zhong that it is not convenient for you to leave the house for the time being, but he can come."

Lu Zhong? Oh, Lu Zhong... Wei Fuyan's thoughts were like a kite. At this moment, she was pulled back by Zhou Huaiyi, and she still nodded blankly. Lu Zhong, Lu Zhong, yes, Lu Zhong, this is Yanjing with Lu Zhong. It is not a Jiangnan palace full of old people, not in the past...

"It's not convenient for Elder Feng to show up for the time being."

Wei Fuyan still didn't open his mouth. Zhou Huaiyi was completely in the mood to do something. He ordered indifferently, "Also, this is the study. You are not allowed to come in the future."

Wei Fuyan stepped back half a step as if he was scared. Looking around, he had completely retreated to the study without a door.

Her retreat made Zhou Huaiyi inadvertently tighten her eyebrows: "Go back to sleep." In winter, just wear a single dress, and even forget to wear shoes?

Only then did Wei Fuyan feel that the soles of his feet were cold. Seeing that Zhou Huaiyi frowned and knew that he was dissatisfied with her coming to a place she shouldn't have come, so he saluted and turned back, but his feet were no longer warm. It was almost dawn that he fell asleep again in a daze.

After waking up, Zhou Huaiyi has left. King Tuo has to be careful everywhere, but he has no less planning, and he has to prepare to go back to Luodu. I'm afraid it's really hard.

Last night's dream and subsequent misidentification made Wei Fuyan, who woke up, have a strong sense of shame. Especially when she got up, she was even more regretful when she saw the lotus pond opposite He Xinzhai. She never dared to think about what kind of expression she would look like if she knew that she was going to live on the edge of a large lotus pond every day for her.

It can only be said that he really doesn't care.