The arrogant daughter of the prince of rebirth can read minds

Chapter 11 Cloud Fuzhi

The long night is getting brighter, and only a little light can be seen vaguely, like an endless road of no return.

Yun Fu'an knew that if he went this time, what would happen would be unimaginable.

It is possible to change the trajectory of history and let A Weng die on the battlefield.

It is also possible that the same thing as in the previous life will happen, which cannot be undone.

She doesn't want to, don't want to.

She will never allow such a thing to happen!
"Jiaojiao, it's okay, it's okay!" Marquis Wu An continued to comfort him, "You old man and I are very skilled in martial arts, and I still want to come back to watch our Jiaojiao grow up and get married!"

[It's hard to get away now, Jiaojiao is the apple of my eye, how can I persuade her? 】

Yun Fu'an tugged at the corner of Marquis Wu'an's clothes, and looked at Marquis Wu'an fixedly:
"Ah Weng, I was dreaming, dreaming about you is not good."

Marquis Wu'an felt so comforted in his heart, as expected this child didn't love her in vain!
Poor day and night, it's hard for the child.

"So..." Before Yun Fu'an finished speaking, he was interrupted by Marquis Wu'an.

"Jiaojiao, these things you think are all unfounded! Do you believe in Ah Weng?"

Marquis Wu'an's eyes showed determination, and his body was supported by the backbone of the Yun family who had been soldiers for generations.

With tears in his eyes, Yunfu'an forced himself to calm down: "I believe in Ah Weng."

The little girl who pretends to be strong makes people feel soft.

"That's enough, Ah Weng will definitely come back alive, okay?" Marquis Wu An wiped Yun Fu'an's face clean with a wet silk handkerchief, "How beautiful this is, Ah Weng's little boy."

Then he stuffed a token into Yunfu'an's hand: "Seeing the token is like seeing A Weng, do you understand?"

Yun Fu'an nodded. This token not only represents the power of Marquis Wu'an, but also can directly meet the emperor with this token.

This is the special right given to the Marquis of Wu'an by the emperor.

"Then can you do something for Ah Weng?" Marquis Wu An asked with a smile.

In Yunfu'an's eyes, there was unconditional trust.

Marquis Wu'an whispered a few words in Yun Fu'an's ear, and then asked:
"do you understand?"

Yunfu'an nodded solemnly. If this matter is done in a seamless manner, it may change Ah Weng's situation!

"Tomorrow I will send you to the palace, and your elder brother Lu Yu will also go to the Imperial College to study." Marquis Wu An rubbed Yun Fu'an's head, and he decided to postpone it for two days, report to the Ministry of War, and then hurry up to catch up with the army.

Only then did Yun Fu'an let go of his thoughts, and smiled with crooked eyebrows.

Duhuo took care of Yun Fu'an's clothes.

"Okay, let's go to rest!" Marquis Wu'an looked anxious, "Our Jiaojiao usually doesn't sleep until the sun is high, how can we get up?"

The morning light shines through the window, brightening the whole room.

Yun Fu'an saluted with some embarrassment: "Then Jiaojiao will step back first!"

After speaking, he stepped briskly out of the main courtyard door.

Marquis Wu An rubbed the center of his brows, and suppressed the deep thought in his eyes. This strange feeling really made him very uncomfortable.

He always felt that someone was planning something behind the Yun family, but he couldn't even find a trace of it.

I even feel that my feelings are wrong!

Yun Fu'an was in such a state of distress that he couldn't see anything with sore eyes when he walked a step.

It was probably because she cried for too long yesterday, she thought that the tears would leave Marquis Wu An behind, but she thought too much, she could not easily disobey the imperial decree.

"Ouch--"

Yunfu'an let out a soft breath, covering his head, feeling the dull pain.

"I'm eleven or twelve years old, I still don't care about walking, and I don't have a long memory." A cold male voice sounded above her head.

Just as Yun Fu'an wanted to refute, when he raised his head, his stern words disappeared in an instant, replaced by distance and... softly flattering:
"Ah...it's brother Lu Yu, you taught me the right thing! Girls my age should be more calm, don't you think?"

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows, and without changing his face, he watched the originally cheerful lark turn into a straight little adult, with his hands behind his back and his face solemnly heading towards the Jing Pavilion.

The little guy changed his face quite quickly!
Really think he didn't find out?

Lu Yu stood where he was, with his arms crossed in front of his chest, wearing a black polarized robe, staring at that lovely figure with interest.

Sure enough, after ten steps, Yun Fu'an turned his head cautiously, wondering if his wronged brother had left.

Suddenly, he saw the man folded his chest and looked at her intently.

Embarrassment flooded in like a flood, Yun Fu'an's little face was flushed, and he didn't bother to maintain his mask, so he ran away like flying.

Duhuo was stunned, bowed in the direction of Lu Yu from a distance, and then chased after his young lady.

Who is this young master Lu that makes the young lady so awed?

It's so weird.

Lu Yu reminisced about the embarrassing and frightened eyes of Yun Fuan Xiaolu just now, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Today's weather is good, about, another happy day, right?

Yun Fuzhi got up early to bask in the sun in the garden, with Su Xi beside him pushing a wheelchair.

Covered by a crowd of flowers and trees, the two did not see him.

Yun Fuzhi stood up and moved his hands and feet: "Can you stop the medicine? If you drink it again, it will really become a medicine jar."

His people said that at Yin time today, his lovely younger sister went to find Lord Hou crying, and he didn't know why.

In the past, the little girl was focused on running into the Shen family's courtyard, but now after she got away, she couldn't see the slightest bit of grief.

It's not like Yunfu'an's style at all!

Could it be that this matter is really so serious that it can make my little sister look like a different person?

"Master, your legs can't stand for a long time." Su Xi knelt down on one knee, rubbing the muscles of his calf for his master, "Perhaps you still need to take medicine for a while?"

Speaking of which, the relationship between this matter and Yunfu'an is not big or small.

"Yeah." Yun Fuzhi sat back on the wheelchair.

Su Xi spoke quickly: "You were born with deficiencies, and the lady insisted on dragging you to play cuju, so you fell off the horse—"

"Suxi." Yun Fuzhi said in a very soft voice, "When is it your turn to talk about things between master and master?"

Su Xi hurriedly looked at his master's eyes, it was pitch black and bottomless, and immediately knelt down:
"Master, this slave is talkative, please forgive me, Master."

This section of the courtyard is paved with cobblestones.

Not to mention the sudden kneeling, just the raised arc alone, the knee can't bear it for a long time and it will turn blue.

For a long time, Yun Fuzhi has been observing the small peach blossoms on the elbow, which are gradually changing from pink to white, and some are still buds, which have not yet opened.

She looked a lot like his little sister.

A face with peach blossoms, smiling spring breeze on both cheeks.

"Get up." Yun Fuzhi said lightly.

There were big beads of sweat on Su Xi's forehead. Hearing this, he slowly got up and lowered his head.

It was he who overstepped the bounds.

"Go back." Yun Fuzhi plucked a peach blossom and put it in his hand to play with, "Transplant two peach blossoms for Jinge to decorate."

It's a peach tree.

Su Xi slowly pushed Yun Fuzhi, resisting the discomfort in his legs: "Your servant takes orders."

Yun Fuzhi let go and threw the flowers down, and the wheelchair ran over them, making them extremely dirty.

Closing his eyes slightly, no joy or anger could be seen on Jun's face.

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