Marry the first wife

Chapter 32 Want
winter day.

The air was filled with the faint fragrance of flowers. Fu Yao sniffed it gently and couldn't help but sigh: It is indeed the Chengenhou Mansion that relied on its daughter to start its business.

The back garden is so beautiful that the woman will definitely feel happy just by looking at it.

Fu Yao, who was in the rockery, did not dare to act rashly and carefully looked at the men chatting and laughing in the distance. In her mind, such behavior must not be tolerated by outsiders.

The reputation of her daughter's family was at stake, but she couldn't defeat Liu Jing. She was worried that something would happen to her, so she had no choice but to follow him.

Suddenly, a tall and straight man came into view, with a peach-like face and black hair tied together with a string. He was sitting alone, feeling very lonely.

Shen Zhaoxian.

Fu Yao's eyes widened in disbelief, wondering why Shen Zhaoxian would appear in Cheng'enhou Mansion. He is a powerless person and logically should not appear here.

Unless he has a way to the capital.

"Ayao, you saw the man sitting by the waterside pavilion." Liu Jing blushed slightly, her voice was a little shy, and she didn't dare to look at the man again.

Fu Yao followed her line of sight and saw a handsome and bright man coming into view through the cracks in the stone. She frowned and asked doubtfully: "That's it?"

"Third Prince." Liu Jing's voice was like a stone being dropped on the ground, and her eyes refused to leave the man.

When Fu Yao saw Liu Jing like this, she understood everything in her heart. People never do things for no reason. Although the Chengenhou Mansion where Liu Jing was based relied on Concubine Liu Guifei to start her business, according to her previous treatment of Liu Jing I know that she is not a frivolous woman.

This may have something to do with her aunt.

All the actions today were just to take a look at the third prince.

"Let's go. If we stay too long, I'm afraid people outside and people at the banquet will find out that we are gone." Fu Yao glanced at Liu Jing lightly and said helplessly.

No matter how much Liu Jing admired the third prince, she also understood that no one loves a woman who cheats on her, let alone... She didn't know what she thought of, and there was a hint of bitterness in the corner of her mouth, and she looked back at her sweetheart reluctantly.

After the two left, Zhou Chuyao, who had been squatting here for a long time, stood where the two were before, imitating their previous appearance. What she saw through the cracks in the stone shocked her.

I can't believe that the usually quiet woman looks like this in private, and she actually spies on her foreign man.

However, she did not intend to tell others about this matter, for no other reason. Zhou Chuyao knew very well what her status was in General Jingyuan's Mansion.

Women, if they have no relatives to rely on, they can only rely on themselves for everything.

"Ayao, do you think it's possible for me to marry him?" Liu Jing expressed her thoughts without any secret, as if this was just a common thing for her.

Hearing this, Fu Yao's eyes widened instantly with surprise on her face, "Marry him?"

Both of them knew who this 'him' was.

Liu Jing wants to marry the third prince. In Fu Yao's view, this is undoubtedly a moth flying into the flame. What kind of person is the third prince? He is your majesty's own son. He is in the prime of life. Speaking of it, it is time to get married.

The third prince's future foreigner will probably have a high status.

Now His Majesty is getting old, and his health is getting worse every year. In full view of the public, the third prince wants to find a capable foreigner for himself.Liu Jing's status is good, but she is not worthy of a 'marry'. This word is a word that can only be used by the first wife.

The two walked side by side towards the banquet. Along the way, Liu Jing couldn't help thinking that she would definitely marry the third prince in the future.

Fu Yao was dumbfounded. She didn't know whether she should say Liu Jing was whimsical or ignorant.

Even the eldest daughter of the Marquis of Cheng'en could only be called concubine. What's more, as a daughter born from a concubine, the distinction between concubine and concubine was obvious in the Zhou Dynasty where etiquette was important.

Fu Yao hesitated for a while, then grabbed Liu Jing's arm, deliberately lowered her voice and said, "Jingjing, do you really want to marry the third prince?"

Liu Jing nodded without hesitation, her thoughts focused on her face.

Fu Yao was completely silent. She wanted to say something in her heart but didn't know how to say it. She knew that the identity gap between the two was no different than the swamp on the ground or the clouds on the horizon, something that could be expected but not contaminated.

"Ayao, don't tell me this is impossible?" Liu Jing said cautiously.

Fu Yao lowered her head in silence.

Liu Jing was stunned and smiled bitterly, "I know, I have always known the status gap between him and me, but, Ayao, do you know? I fell in love with him from the first time I saw him. , I can't live without him." Holding Fu Yao's hands.

Fu Yao held Liu Jing's hands with her backhand and whispered: "Jingjing, I will be behind you at all times, but there is one thing. I need you to promise me that no matter what the outcome, you must protect yourself. "

Liu Jing looked at Fu Yao and nodded. She knew in her heart that the woman in front of her had always been reclusive and independent. She did not want to be involved in matters of love, and she was not a nosy person.

Fu Yao withdrew her gaze and walked forward.

Back at the banquet, everything was as usual, but her heart was not as relaxed as before. Although the reputation of Chengenhou Mansion was not very good, Liu Jing was one of the few friends she had, so she naturally wanted her to be fine.

But Fu Yao couldn't allow Fu Yao to talk about the relationship between the two, not to mention that she wasn't that kind of nosy person.

"Hey, isn't this the cousin girl who is fostered in General Jingyuan's Mansion? Why is she sitting here alone? Could it be that she knows that she is not loved by others?" The first person to sneer was the girl from the Minister of Industry's family.

Hearing this, Zhou Chuyao raised her head in disbelief and looked at the visitor with tearful eyes.

Fu Yao was stunned, her heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly walked towards where Zhou Chuyao was.

"Sister Zhou, what did Chuyao do wrong?" Zhou Chuyao pursed her lips and asked pitifully.

Miss Zhou's face turned cold and she said sarcastically: "You are wrong. I don't have any messy sisters, nor do I have cousins ​​who depend on others."

Fu Yao stood in front of Zhou Chuyao, blocking the view of the girl from the Minister of Industry's family, bowed, and said softly: "Sister Zhou, what is this?"

Miss Zhou raised her eyebrows, and when she saw the person coming, she was not as arrogant and domineering as before. She sneered: "Who do I think I am? It turns out to be the eldest girl from General Jingyuan's Mansion. My sister is being polite." As soon as the words fell, He bowed very perfunctorily.

Zhou Chuyao, whose sight was blocked, silently clenched her hands, a flash of hatred flashed in her eyes. The four words "Being under someone else's roof" deeply hurt her heart, as if she had been stripped naked under the blue sky and daylight, as embarrassing as it was.

"What happened to Sister Zhou? Did Sister Chuyao hurt Miss Zhou?" Fu Yao narrowed her eyes slightly and asked with a cold face.

(End of this chapter)