Fu Yanci's light words made not only Tang Weiyang, but also Si Jue stunned.
The difference was that Tang Weiyang's face turned pale with fright, while Si Jue's face turned from fright to confusion.
Because at the corner of the rockery, he saw a goose-yellow skirt swaying, then retracting into the darkness and disappearing.
——There are people.
He and Fu Yanci were both facing that direction. With His Highness's observation ability, he had seen them both. It was impossible for His Highness not to have seen them.
But if His Highness saw it, why did he ask this question?
Tang Weiyang obviously didn't know how to answer, she wrinkled the handkerchief in her hand.
I felt flustered and happy again.
Recently, everyone has said that Cheng Jingyu is particularly concerned about Fu Yanci, and Cheng Jingyu can often be seen caring about Fu Yanci.
Some people also assert that if Cheng Jingyu is serious, then with her looks and the power in her hands, she is almost certain to seduce Fu Yanci.
Of course Tang Weiyang knew that Cheng Jingyu was here for the bet with her, but what about Fu Yanci?
Obviously she was the one who accompanied him all the way from Dajing to Xichu. The outside world said that they were a golden boy and a beautiful girl, childhood sweethearts.
Could Fu Yanci really be interested in Cheng Jingyu's useless skin?
Or bow to her power?
Tang Weiyang felt uncomfortable every time he thought of this.
She doesn't need Fu Yanci, but if Fu Yanci is seduced by Cheng Jingyu, she won't be able to keep her face!
Although she didn't agree with the bet, wouldn't she be able to hold her head up if Cheng Jingyu used the bet to laugh at her?
However, now that Fu Yanci is asking her about getting married, does this mean that he despises Cheng Jingyu?
I still won against Cheng Jingyu!
She almost couldn't hold back the smile on her lips, but she was determined not to agree: "Your Highness...why do you ask so suddenly?"
"Your mother has long hoped that you and I would make a marriage contract, and that you would experience life and death with me. In Xichu's current situation, getting married can be regarded as having our family."
After Fu Yanci finished speaking, the hem of the goose-yellow skirt seemed to move again in his peripheral vision, but the arc, as if blown by the wind, was actually very subtle.
As for Tang Weiyang's expression, he didn't even bother to look at it.
There are also some evasive words on the left and right.
On the wedding night between him and Tang Weiyang in his previous life, it was when she assassinated him on behalf of Fu Yanmo.
It's just that Tang Weiyang didn't know that he was on guard and died in his hands.
After that, until he became the hegemon of the Five Continents, he had no interest in marrying a wife.
Further on... He crossed the border of Western Chu, killed Xiao Heng, and saw Cheng Jingyu who was tortured to death in the palace.
Until now, Fu Yanci can't tell whether he was dreaming that year or not now.
"Your Highness, even if we get married, of course we will get married in Dajing. My mother is still looking forward to Your Highness returning."
Tang Weiyang spoke timidly and grabbed Fu Yanci's hand: "What's more, Weiyang wants to cure His Highness's illness first."
"Really?" Fu Yanci stared at her thin fingertips. This hand was very warm.
He took advantage of the situation and hugged her. From behind, it was as if Tang Weiyang was completely covered in his arms.
His body was also very warm, and it seemed to warm people's hearts, but the tips of his brows were cold: "Then do as you wish."
"Your Highness——"
The goose-yellow skirt flashed, and finally limped and disappeared on the bluestone path.
Cheng Jingyu held a branch of plum in her hand. The red plum was shining, and there was even dew on the branches and leaves.
She walked unsteadily, walking slowly step by step, but she was also distracted.
Chunhua followed her, not daring to breathe.
She had seen the scene of a talented man and a beautiful woman just now.
As expected, His Highness Fu and his little green plum have a deep love for each other, and a pair of little mandarin ducks cling to each other in a foreign country.
Nonsence! His Highness Fu really doesn't know people well, how can he think that Tang Weiyang is doing it for his own good?
It wasn't until Cheng Jingyu almost stepped on a stone that Chunhua hurriedly gave her a hand.
But the tentacles are cold.
"Princess, are you wearing too little? Your body is cold, let's go back quickly!"
Cheng Jingyu came back to her senses and put aside the scene she just saw in her mind: "Yes, why is it so cold here?"
It felt chilly from the moment I walked in, and there was draft everywhere.
Not far away, there was a servant pruning flowers. Cheng Jingyu waved him over.
When the man saw the jade pendant around Cheng Jingyu's waist, he instantly understood who it was and hurriedly knelt down.
But he didn't know when the princess came.
"When I, the Princess, came in, there wasn't even a doorman to announce me. What's going on in your house? Where are the servants?"
It was the first time Cheng Jingyu came to the house where Fu Yanci lived. She didn't know that he had been living in such a desolate place.
There was no communication on the way in, and I didn't see a decent steward.
The little boy was afraid of her and trembled: "The princess doesn't know something. Originally, His Majesty gave His Royal Highness Fu few servants. Now, apart from the guards who are on guard, there is only one person in the kitchen."
As a proton, Fu Yanci is indeed guarded at all times.
But even so, isn't there anyone to take care of him?
"This house was the house of Duke Wei of the previous dynasty. Later, his family was killed for treason, but the former emperor did not abandon the place. Now Xiao Shenggao has given it to Fu Yanci with the intention of beating it up."
Does that mean many people died in this house?
Cheng Jingyu is not afraid of the dead, but the yin energy is too strong, which is not good for people who are sick.
The house is so cold, which shows that there is no kang or carbon on weekdays.
No wonder he was always weak and sick.
Chunhua muttered at the side: "Princess Princess, you just saw that he and Tang Weiyang have the same mind. How about we stop meddling in other people's business?"
Meng Xin told her not to get out of bed, so she came to the Proton Mansion limping the next day. Her princess was really not afraid of being sad.
Chunhua was going to be furious.
"He and Tang Weiyang have been childhood sweethearts, and they don't mind being attentive to each other. He doesn't know Tang Weiyang's true face. Maybe in his eyes, I am the weirder one."
What Cheng Jingyu said was filled with bitterness and melancholy, as well as a sigh that was difficult to taste.
Chunhua felt very distressed when she heard: "Princess Princess, you are trying every means to help him, why is His Highness Fu so difficult to coax!"
It was not Fu Yanci who was difficult to coax, but the barrier he had built in his heart.
There are not many people like him who can enter his heart. Once they do, he will treat them carefully.
Unfortunately, Tang Weiyang is this person.
Unfortunately, that's not who she is.
The little boy was still waiting for Cheng Jingyu's instructions, but there was something in his eyes.
Cheng Jingyu handed him a small red box and said, "Give it to His Highness Fu for me."
Then he limped away again.
After getting on the carriage, Cheng Jingyu did not let the driver leave immediately. Instead, she asked: "This is East Street. Are all the officials living on South Street behind it?"
"Yeah," the coachman didn't expect Cheng Jingyu to suddenly ask this: "South Street is prosperous, not as desolate as here, and the land is much more expensive."
Cheng Jingyu thought for a moment and said, "Let's go take a look later."
After saying that, he waited for half an hour until Tang Weiyang left the door of Proton Mansion.
