On the carriage, Mei Fu swore proudly: "It's so clear that there is no retribution. Big girl, don't you think so?"
Mei Fu looked at Fu Yunqing. She had thought that Fu Lao Fu and Fu Xingye, who had harmed the big house in the past, would end up like this. Fu Yunqing would gloat and ridicule, but Fu Yunqing did not.
She only saw indifference on Fu Yunqing's face.
It is an extremely penetrating calm.
There was no adding insult to injury and no complacency.
Maybe they always regarded the girl as their enemy, but the girl didn't take them seriously.
Mei Fu was impressed by Fu Yunqing's mentality and admired her even more, even looking at her with little stars in her eyes.
Tianying couldn't bear such a disgusting look, so she stretched out her hand and waved it in front of Mei Fu's face: "Why are you staring at the girl and giggling?"
Mei Fu came to her senses, blushed and shook her head: "I just think the girl is very pretty."
"Smooth talk." Tianying glanced at her.
As the carriage slowly passed through the crowded streets, she heard the heart-rending roar of the helpless old lady.
The executioner sprayed strong alcohol on the chopping knife, and after Fu Xingye let out a horrible wail of terror——
Heads rolled to the ground, blood splattered!
The head with exposed tendons and blood vessels rolled down the guillotine!
The old lady helped the old lady to pick up the head like crazy. When she pounced on it, the person had already convulsed.
In the crowd that surrounded him, the girls who had been raped and humiliated by Fu Xingye in the past clapped their hands and cheered.
"finally……"
"Finally, the day has come." The singer twisted the silk and put it in front of his chest.
"Isn't it! That's great! I'll prepare two taels of wine and braise some meat. Let's have a drink to celebrate." Wang Xiaoqing said.
"I don't drink." Song Ying pursed her lips and said with a smile, "But today I can make an exception. I will have a few sips with Sister Xiaoqing, and help you, Miss Fourth..."
A flash of embarrassment flashed across Fu Ge's face, and he looked at Fu Yunqing: "Sister, do you think I want to drink?"
She felt that women shouldn't drink, but today a big revenge was avenged, so she wanted to drink a little to celebrate.
Disliked by his father, hated by his mistress, raped and humiliated by his brother-in-law, Fu Ge lived extremely cautiously in the first half of his life. Now he has to ask Fu Yunqing for his opinion on everything, for fear of upsetting Fu Yunqing and leaving her alone in the world. The good sister lost it.
Fu Yunqing tucked Fu Ge's hair behind her ears, and said lovingly and gently: "Drink if you want to, but if you don't want to, don't drink. As long as our little song doesn't kill people or set fire to people, I will support you."
Fu Ge nodded and said yes!
Back at Xuezhiyuan, Tianying and Meifu set up a small red clay stove on the porch to cook wine and roast oranges.
Today is the twenty-eighth day of the twelfth lunar month.
It's New Year's Eve soon.
Wang Xiaoqing brought a few jars of wine she brewed, bought legs of lamb and beef, built a bonfire in the snow, barbecued meat and drank wine.
Song Ying took out several cans of rouge and gouache from her sleeve pocket, and gave one to each person. She walked up to Fu Yunqing, smiled quietly, and said after hesitation:
"I know that the rouges used by older girls are all from the rich and noble. Rouge from a small shop will definitely not be popular with girls, but this is the best rouge in my shop."
"Give it to Miss Fu. Happy New Year to Miss Fu."
Fu Yunqing took the small white porcelain jar that had been polished until it was shiny. It contained water-red lipstick with a light floral fragrance. She smiled and kicked it into her sleeve pocket: "It's very good. I like it very much."
Song Ying curled her lips and smiled happily.
Wang Xiaoqing took Fu Ge and drank several glasses of wine.
Tianying sat on the steps, looking at the falling snow in the sky.
Maeve was busy here and there, salting the barbecue, adding charcoal to the fire.
Fuzi was holding a cane, and with Renqing's support, he practiced walking step by step.
Lin Yuezhou was sitting on the red plum tree, with his long legs hanging in the air, holding a jar of good wine, it was so comfortable.
Fu Yunqing held a small jar of sake in his arms, flew up to the roof, and sat on the high eaves with raised eaves. Looking around, he could see half of the capital city, which was lit up like stars.
The wind felt as if it had been soaked in cold water, cooling my face.
When the cold wind blows on your face, drink it with sake. The sake will be spicy for your throat and the cold wind will reduce the dryness.
Fu Yunqing's cheeks turned red, he looked at the crescent moon above his head and curled his lips into a smile, which was extremely smooth.
"Drink alone?" In the courtyard next door, under the green tiles, a man in a black robe stood with his hands behind his back.
It's Qi Chengyi.
From Qi Chengyi's point of view, he just happened to see the girl sitting happily on the roof, holding a wine jar and wearing elegant clothes. The girl's cheeks were stained with a thin layer of crimson due to drinking, and her cherry lips Even with the sake, it looks moist and plump, with a thin sheen of water.
Fu Yunqing smiled and shook the wine jar in his hand: "What a coincidence, the Eighth Prince is also in the courtyard? Let's have a drink together?"
Qi Chengyi flew up and sat beside Fu Yunqing.
Fuyunqing threw a jar of wine to him: "Try it?"
Qi Chengyi lifted the wine cloth, raised his head and took a sip. The spicy food burned his throat, and a ball of fire rushed into his stomach. A slight redness appeared in his eyes, and he looked at Fu Yunqing in disbelief: "Did you drink strong wine? "
"What else? Your Highness thought it was fruit wine?" Fu Yunqing chuckled, the sound was like a silver bell, "When my parents and I were at the frontier, if it was cold at night, we would boil two ounces of wine to warm ourselves."
Qi Chengyi thought she would drink sweet wine or fruit wine. How could a woman drink strong alcohol?
Oh, I forgot, she is no ordinary woman.
In front of Fuyunqing's eyes, the scene of fighting with his parents on the battlefield appeared. He drank the sake and said:
"Our family has a very good relationship. When my father was at war, my mother often said that home is where the people are, so she took me and my brother to the border. I often stayed in the military camp. The longer I stayed, the more The preferences of some soldiers."
"Your Highness has never been to the battlefield, so he shouldn't know this."
After hearing this, Qi Chengyi curled his lips and smiled, but said nothing.
Fu Yunqing continued: "When I was sixteen years old, I accompanied my father to fight in the southern Chi. I also saw the Jizhou soldiers and horses of the Yuan Kingdom, which are famous in the world. It is better to see them than to hear them once. I heard about the three hundred thousand Jizhou soldiers and horses. , can be worth millions of soldiers."
"Have you seen Jizhou soldiers and horses?" Qi Chengyi took a sip of strong wine.
"Of course." Fu Yunqing smiled, "I just don't know what kind of outstanding hero that King Hao is in charge of Jizhou's soldiers and horses."
Qi Chengyi had a faint smile on his lips and said nothing.
Maybe there was a clear breeze and bright moon tonight, and the strong wine was choking his throat. Qi Chengyi talked more than usual.
He asked: "Do you want to be in charge of the army one day?"
Fu Yunqing looked at the brightly lit streets, took a sip of wine, chuckled, and said casually: "I think and I can are two different things."
After she said this, the man beside her remained silent for a long time.
Fu Yunqing looked at him, only to find that Qi Chengyi was so drunk that he fell asleep.
Seeing that the wine jar in his hand was about to roll down the roof along with the rubble, he supported Yunqing on her toes and quickly hooked the wine jar to stabilize it. The next moment, the man's head lightly hit her shoulder.
He seemed to be very drunk and fell asleep completely.
"With this level of drinking, you dare to take my bottle of strong wine."
With a smile in her eyes, Fu Yunqing shook her head, put his arm on her shoulders, and flew the man off the roof, back to his yard.
She kicked open the courtyard door with her toes and helped the man into a room lit with medicinal incense.
"After spending the night, today is the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month." Fu Yunqing counted the days in his mind, and seemed to have thought of something. His pretty face changed slightly, "Qi Chengyi, wake up? Did you relapse tonight? Day? I remember the last time I saw you relapsed, it was also twenty-nine."
Fu Yunqing put the man on the bed and took a sip of tea when he was so tired that he was about to put down the cup——
The man on the bed slowly opened his eyes.
The boundlessly handsome man with a divine face opened a pair of mist-like peach blossom eyes, but the pupils were - red.
