Fu Wenzhang's objection could not sway Mrs. Fu's decision.
Lingchan became Mrs. Fu's adopted daughter and the twin sister.
There is an eldest lady in the Xuanwei Hou Mansion.
This eldest lady... is really not simple.
The eldest lady is moving into a new yard, and the madam has opened a warehouse and moved all the good things out one by one. The high-quality wood used in the dowry was used to build furniture, and she slept on a golden nanmu relief bed, and drank from Jun kiln crabapple bowls. The eldest lady learned to enjoy She doesn’t even like the harp, zither, flute, and flute, but the madam actually brought out a set of bronze chimes from the pre-Qin period for the eldest lady!
Neither of the two young masters is so doting!
What madness has Madam got?
There are also people who have met Lingchan, and they can understand Mrs. Fu's mood very well, "The eldest lady is a fairy in the sky. As long as she smiles, who can be willing to refuse her? Such a heartless person is probably not born yet!" "
"...The eldest lady ate your brain?" Who doesn't know that she is a slave girl who was bought into the house?
But as the eldest lady grows up day by day, more and more people in the house have seen her.
Such a girl... is of course a fairy in the sky! How could such a fairy fetus be born in the human world!
Today, the two brothers were also in the corner, under the eaves, and in various hidden corners. They heard the whispers of the servants, with enthusiastic and admiring voices, praising Lingchan.
Fu Wenzhang: "...I really feel like she is a witch from Western Xinjiang."
He definitely knows how to cast poison!
And his brother, who is seriously ill, said matter-of-factly, "Lingchan is so good, of course everyone likes her."
Fu Wenzhang scorned in a low voice: "It's really hopeless."
I don’t know if I’m talking about others or myself.
…
In the bustling main room, Mrs. Fu dropped a bombshell in an understatement, "The eldest lady is about to get her haircut now. Let's go to the capital to hold a banquet for her haircut. It's time to kiss her."
"Promising marriage?" Fu Wenzhang sneered when he heard this, "Isn't it because he wants to sell her into the palace on a penny-pinching basis?"
"Boss!" Marquis Xuanwei frowned and stopped Fu Wenzhang, "Why are you talking to your mother?!"
Immediately, with a gentle expression on his face, he turned to Mrs. Fu and said, "Lingchan has always been cautious in serving her parents and brothers during these years in our family. I can see how much you care about her."
"Since it is my own child, I don't necessarily have to use it to find that incredible wealth. It would be good to just stay at home and find someone to marry nearby."
"What's not bad?" Mrs. Fu sneered: "Your Majesty, you are still addicted to living in this small and remote county, right? You are not planning to return to the capital in this life? Let your children stay here with you. Mountain nook?"
Marquis Xuanwei was scolded by his wife, but he did not dare to get angry. He just smiled and said, "I see that you feel sorry for this child, and I am afraid that Lingchan will suffer in the palace in the future, and you will feel uncomfortable."
Fu Wenci ignored his quarreling parents, frowned and approached Lingchan, and asked in a low voice: "Is my sister willing to enter the palace? If not, I will definitely..."
Lingchan shook her head at him and stood up before he finished speaking, bowing to Marquis Xuanwei and Mrs. Fu, "Father, mother, I am willing to enter the palace."
"Sister?" Fu Wenci was stunned, "You just need to tell your true thoughts. We are all your family, and no one will force you!"
Ling Chan said calmly: "Ling Chan owes everything to his mother's kindness for what he is today. Now that he has the opportunity to repay his mother, he should die in service."
A soft and frail girl, there seemed to be fire in her dark star pupils, burning firmly.
…
Mrs. Fu hugged Lingchan and was also very troubled, "Mom can't let you go, but you can't stay in the Marquis Mansion anymore. Marquis Xuanwei looks at you with more and more explicit eyes... Tsk, it's really a toad that wants to eat swan meat!"
"Mom," Lingchan leaned into Mrs. Fu's arms and whispered, "I know how good you are to me."
Mrs. Fu's hand stroked Lingchan's cold long hair. She looked into the girl's trusting eyes and sighed deeply.
This is a good child. After raising her for several years, she has really treated Lingchan as her heart and soul... What mother doesn't want her daughter to be well?
The biggest reason why she originally accepted Lingchan as her adopted daughter was that the child was good-looking, but now, she began to hate this face.
Lingchan has such a face that would captivate the whole country. How can she be protected by a mere Madam Hou?
He can only be sent to the palace and let Lingchan cling to the supreme power to protect himself.
Mrs. Fu said: "Don't blame mother, entering the palace is the best way for you."
Lingchan raised her face, her beautiful features seemed to be shining, "I know, I believe mom."
Of course you have to enter the palace.
She only wants the best.
If she didn't enter the palace, how could she make the country bow to her?
Lingchan buried her face in Mrs. Fu's shoulder and slowly raised the corners of her lips.
Showing a beautiful but poisonous smile that no one can see.
Mrs. Fu patted Lingchan on the back and hesitated for a moment: "Your brother said he was worried about you and wanted to pray for you. I hope we can go to the temple to worship Buddha together before you leave. Do you want to go?"
"This is a good thing," Lingchan said, "Why don't you go?"
"I gave birth to these two. I know best. I was probably holding back my bad feelings and preparing to torment others." Mrs. Fu smiled bitterly.
"But you have to make things clear." Lingchan said softly: "I want my brothers to understand my feelings... I don't want them to misunderstand you."
*
The green mountains and clear waters, together with the harmonious birds, compose a moving piece of music.
The incense in Daizong Temple is flourishing, and the population has always been prosperous.
Mrs. Fu didn't like to show off when traveling, so besides Lingchan and the twins, she only brought a few maids with her.
Mrs. Fu believed in Buddhism and would have a discussion with the host every time she came to the temple. She did not restrict the children to listen to Buddhism with her, but let them go out and play on their own.
There were many people in the temple, and Mrs. Fu was worried about Lingchan's safety, so she always told Guanqin to take good care of the young lady.
Fu Wenzhang and Fu Wenci usually go horse racing by themselves, but today it was unusual. They were guarding Ling Chan, with two tall boys on the left and one on the right, sandwiching the weak girl in the middle, like two pillars of door gods, squeezing Guan Qin to the back.
Late spring has passed, and the sunshine of early summer is warm and bright. There are two young and energetic teenagers among them. The humid heat is surging, causing Chan to break out in thin beads of sweat.
Sweat beads appeared on the tender skin one by one, rolled down, and fell onto Lingchan's light green gauze, spreading out a dark color and vaguely revealing the white background.
Fu Wenzhang took a look, his eyes darkened, and he turned his face coldly and looked straight ahead, refusing to look at Lingchan again.
Fu Wenci saw Lingchan's embarrassment, but he smiled. He took out a handkerchief and said with a smile, "Sister, wipe your sweat?"
Lingchan stretched out her hand to take the silk handkerchief, but Fu Wenci bent down, moved his long face closer to Lingchan, and carefully wiped his sweat.
The grown-up twins were much taller than Lingchan. Lingchan stopped, raised her face and closed her eyes obediently, making it easier for Fu Wenci to move.
She heard Fu Wenzhang next to her sneer coldly, as if she was an impatient and vicious maid, "Are they all blind? Didn't you see that the young lady is covered in sweat?"
"Brother, don't blame Guan Qin, she is behind and can't see me sweating..."
Lingchan defended her maid. When she opened her eyes, she was startled by the enlarged face in front of her.
Fu Wenci came very close to me at some point, and sighed with a flushed face, "My sister is so cute!"
"Um..." Lingchan said dryly: "Thank you?"
Fu Wenzhang sneered, "What's the use of a maid who can't even see the master's needs?"
"These clothes are soaked," Fu Wenzhang said with his eyes open, "Brother, I will take you to change clothes."
He picked up Lingchan and ran away.
"Wait a minute, young master!" Guanqin chased after him: "Male pilgrims can't go there...the clean room isn't over there either! We brought the lady's clothes!"
How can any brother take his sister to change clothes? !
