Looking at the mess at his feet, Luo Ran's mind was filled with vague fragments of his previous life.
In the previous life, Fu Mingzhu waited until Duke Jingguo's three-year filial piety period had passed before she got engaged. Of course, it wasn't the third prince they were longing for, but a young general in the army whom she had never heard of.
At that time, Fu Mingzhu was already old, and the Duke of Jingguo's palace was even worse than before. There was no room for her to choose, so she had to marry unwillingly.
I just heard that life seems to be unhappy after getting married. I was used to being arrogant and pampered in the Duke of Jingguo's palace, but now I have to serve my parents-in-law and my husband. How can I bear it?
It didn't take long for them to make peace, and Mrs. Fang was also worried about her.
Luo Ran was still immersed in his memory, surprised that everything had changed in this life, but in someone's eyes, it had a different taste.
A dark color flashed across Fu Jinan's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Here comes, take care of it."
Then he held Luo Ran's arm and walked to the couch to sit down, saying in a doting tone: "Look at you, you are such a big man, why are you still breaking things like Qing Ning? Let me see if I'm hurt. ?”
After saying that, he took her hand and inspected it carefully, even the nails, so he felt relieved.
He turned to look at Youqing, who was lowering his head to clean up the residue, and said in a somewhat unhappy tone: "I will serve tea to Madam later, and test the temperature before serving it!"
Youqing bowed and replied: "Yes, I have remembered it."
When Youqing went out, Luo Ran came back to his senses and couldn't help asking: "Why did Fu Mingzhu marry Song Qingyou?"
Someone's face darkened before his eyes. Luo Ran realized it later, but couldn't explain it at the moment, so he simply closed his mouth.
The more she didn't say anything, the more someone was thinking. It wasn't until she went to bed at night and someone was tossing Luo Ran over and over like a fish on the chopping board that she realized that this person had been holding back the anger in his heart and was saving his time to let it go. .
In the end, Luo Ran was really worried and couldn't help but said intermittently: "You, please be careful about the injury on your back."
Burns and knife wounds, even if the scabs reveal the pink flesh inside, it is still heart-wrenching to look at.
Fu Jinan rushed forward, panting heavily and pressing on her, asking in a hoarse voice: "Who am I?"
Luo Ran wanted to laugh, but couldn't bear his tossing, so he could only close his eyes and said: "Husband..."
Without paying attention, Fu Jinan was forced to surrender by her soft voice.
My body was released, but my heart was still uncomfortable. The dim canopy bed was filled with a cloying atmosphere. Words that were difficult to express during the day were easily expressed at this time:
"Ranran, tell me that you like me."
The tone was a little humble.
Luo Ran's heart tingled, and she slowly opened her eyes, and slowly touched his cheek with her hand.
His skin was very smooth, but the stubble that had just sprouted on his chin was a bit prickly, making the palms of his hands itch, which made people feel a different kind of comfort.
"Song Qingyou is just my childhood friend, what do you mind?"
Fu Jinan looked at her and slowly rubbed his cheek against her palm: "What about Shen Yuzhi?"
If we talk about Song Qingyou, she still had some ridiculous thoughts in her heart when she was unwilling in her previous life, but for Shen Yuzhi, besides guilt, she has feelings between relatives. She said frankly: "He is my cousin. In my heart, the Shen family is the same as my father in my heart." No different."
"what about me?"
Fu Jinan still refuses to give up.
But Luo Ran also realized that her inner feelings were not long-lasting. Unlike him, he could say all kinds of disgusting things, but she couldn't. But seeing that he persisted, she could only blush and whisper: "You are my husband, a very important person to me."
Although it was still a little less than what he wanted to hear, it was enough. He was confident that one day she would say those four words.
…
The third day of March is Shangsi Festival.
Although the weather in Beijing is still a bit cold in March, it cannot stop the woman's love for beauty.
Early in the morning, Luo Ran asked Youqing to find some spring clothes and tried them on while standing in front of a tall bronze mirror. The lotus pink short jacket was paired with a sky blue long skirt, embroidered with gold and silver threads respectively. The pattern, with layers of ripples as you walk, makes the whole person look like a hibiscus that has just emerged from the water, standing gracefully and gracefully.
But Luo Ran pinched the sides of his short jacket with some annoyance: "Why have you gained weight again this winter?"
Chun Yu covered her mouth and smiled: "Madam, if your willow-like waist is still too thick, why don't you trade with a slave?"
Luo Ran looked at Chun Yu, who was much mellower than in the previous life, and pouted in disgust: "I don't want it."
Youqing also echoed: "That's right. Chunyu, I told you to control your mouth. If you keep eating like this, your arms will be as thick as my wife's waist!"
Chunyu said nonchalantly: "I'm not afraid! I'm going to eat until I'm big and round! If anyone bullies you, madam, I will stand forward and sit on her to death!"
"You stinky girl! What nonsense are you talking about, what..."
His face was green and red, and he couldn't say those two words.
Although she is a slave, she has grown up with the young lady. She usually has better food and clothing than the young lady from ordinary people's families. She also studies and reads with the young lady. Unlike Chun Yu, who grew up in the market and scolded Mrs. Zhu on the streets. None of the five are opponents.
Chunyu smiled and held Youqing's arm, and said: "Sister Youqing, don't blame me for being rough, but in this world, isn't it just about eating, drinking, and having diarrhea? I've grown too much, so I'm afraid I can't say it."
Youqing had no choice but to look at Luo Ran for help.
Luo Ran had long been laughing so hard at Chun Yu's shameless appearance that he couldn't stand up straight.
As soon as Fu Jinan entered the courtyard, he heard cheerful laughter inside. His steps slowed down and his originally gloomy face softened a lot.
Zizhu glanced at the room with his peripheral vision, then hurriedly stepped forward to say hello, and said loudly: "I have met you, sir."
The voice was so loud that Fu Jinan couldn't help but glance at her.
Zizhu leaned down and lowered his head, as if he didn't know anything.
Changying felt worried for her.
But he saw that the adults were carried inside as if nothing had happened.
Changying breathed softly and whispered to Zizhu: "You are really tired of living."
Zizhu didn't feel that she had done anything wrong at all.
Because of Zizhu's reminder, when Fu Jin'an came in, the master and servants inside had stopped laughing. Except for the glimmer of laughter in the corners of Luo Ran's eyes, the two maids had already left with normal expressions.
I don't know since when, as long as the couple is in the house, the maids will take the initiative to retreat outside.
Fu Jinan said to Youqing who was exiting: "No need, wait for Madam to change clothes."
Not to mention Youqing, Luo Ran couldn't help but be stunned.
In the morning, he was still holding on to his promise, saying that he specifically asked for leave today and took her out of the city to the moat.
Today is the Shangsi Festival. She has never been in the capital in her two lives, but she is still looking forward to it.
Fu Jin'an watched her bright little face darken, and he couldn't bear it in his heart. He was even more dissatisfied with someone: He would die sooner or later, but at this time.
"Youqing, wait for me to change my clothes."
Luo Ran lowered his eyes and turned to go behind the screen.
Fu Jin'an took her arm, pushed the broken hair from her forehead, and coaxed: "Don't be upset, I will take you out another day. Go change into a dark dress, be good."
Luo Ran didn't think anything about the first half of the sentence, but after hearing the second half, he realized something was wrong and looked at him with wide eyes.
Fu Jinan nodded slightly: "Well, go ahead."
Youqing took out an indigo dress and asked cautiously: "Madam, is this okay?"
Luo Ran glanced at it and nodded.
