Marry the first wife

"Thank you, third brother."

Fu Yao said calmly, a monk can run away but cannot run away from the temple; he can hide from the first day of the lunar month but cannot hide from the fifteenth day.

Fu Weiyuan was not in a hurry to leave.

"Yao Yao, sometimes it's wrong for people to be too regular. I know you feel uncomfortable in your heart, but my brother just wants Yaoyao to be Yaoyao."

At least, she is still the smiling little girl from before.

He once had to hide in a dark corner because of his life experience, but Yaoyao was different. She was a girl born from an upright father, and no one would care about her life experience.

There will be no one pointing fingers behind my back, accusing my mother of having an affair without a matchmaker, and finally becoming a bastard who cannot stand up to the public eye.

He is not without resentment in his heart, but this is much better than those refugees who have no fixed place to live.

"Third brother just wants you to be yourself, not who you are in the eyes of others."

"If you become that kind of person, will you still be you?"

Fu Yao finally couldn't listen any more and said with a choked voice: "Third brother, not everyone can be who they are, and not everyone can do what they want to do."

"I can't and neither can you."

Even if she was born to stand in the sun, she couldn't.

His voice was fierce and jealous, his eyes full of unwillingness.

A deep sense of frustration welled up in his heart. At this moment, Fu Weiyuan felt more powerless and at a loss. He knew that what his sister said was right.

A person has too many concerns when living in the world, and it is impossible to only consider himself.

"I see."

Fu Yao tightly grasped the cup in her hand and said softly: "I know in my heart that my third brother has loved me since childhood, but I cannot give back the reputation of the Fu family to all the female relatives because of my own selfishness."

At this moment, Fu Weiyuan didn't know whether to say that his sister was too regular or rigid.

The upcoming marriage between the Fu family of Jingyuan general and the Li family of the imperial merchants was talked about by everyone, from the inner courtyard of the palace to the common people at dawn.

At this time, go to the private room on the second floor of Jingxiangyun Pavilion.

Eyes as dark as ink clouds looked at the person opposite. The young master was gentle and gentle, like jade on the road, and the shadows of today's were all between his eyebrows and eyes.

Although Shen Zhaoxian didn't know who the person in front of him was, he knew that this person was either rich or noble just by looking at his brocade clothes.

Just now when everyone was talking loudly downstairs, he had already noticed the person in front of him. Although he was as low-key as possible, his unique sensitivity allowed him to notice the person in front of him at a glance.

There was silence in the room for a long time, and the cigarette slowly rose and turned into a white cloud.

The man raised his hand and personally poured a cup of hot tea for Shen Zhaoxian. He slightly raised the corners of his lips to reveal two sweet pear dimples, "Master Shen, please use the tea."

After saying that, he placed the tea in front of Shen Zhaoxian.

Shen Zhaoxian glanced at the green and translucent tea, and there was a faint aroma coming from the tip of his nose, and he slowly said: "I wonder who this young master is?"

The man's slightly narrowed eyes flashed, and he chuckled: "My surname is Zhou, and I am the third in my family. If Mr. Shen doesn't mind, you can call me Wednesday."

There were intermittent sounds outside. Shen Zhaoxian looked out the door and saw a well-proportioned man guarding the door.

Zhou Nai is the surname of the country. He is the third in the family and wears brocade clothes.

Based on his knowledge of the current dynasty, a name flashed in Shen Zhaoxian's mind, but he did not identify it.

He held up the tea cup casually and said coldly: "I wonder why Mr. Zhou is looking for Shen?"

Seeing Shen Zhaoxian drinking his tea on Wednesday, a faint smile appeared on his face, "Of course I want to get to know the talented Mr. Shen."

After Wednesday finished speaking, the room was silent for a moment, both of them having different thoughts.

"Shen is not talented, he is just a guy in white clothes."

His Majesty has been on the throne for a long time but is still in his prime. Shen Zhaoxian is ambitious, so he just wants to be a pure minister and does not want to get involved in those meaningless things. What's more, he has not yet entered the imperial court, he is just a commoner.

"Since the founding of our country, the military generals have been powerful, and we rely on them now." Wednesday took a deep breath and changed the topic: "Now there are no big things in Haiqingheyan."

"A military general is too powerful to be reused anymore. It is necessary to know that high merit can shock the master."

"Be careful what you say." Shen Zhaoxian frowned and said coldly.

"Zhou is not talented. Faced with a rare talent like Mr. Shen, he naturally wants to dig deep into his heart."

Shen Zhaoxian raised his head and glanced at the floating white clouds outside, which gradually turned into the shadow of the person he knew well. The admiration he had hidden in his heart for a long time, he dared not speak.

Isn't it because she is afraid that it will cause trouble for her.

There are four great joys in life: the time when someone is named on the gold medal list, the night of flowers and candles in the wedding room, meeting an old friend in a foreign land, and the sweet rain after a long drought.

Three of them can be realized at any time in this life, except for the wedding night.

Fame is easy to come by, foreign lands can be found, sweet rain can be found, but as long as the woman you yearn for can't get it, you can't help yourself.

"In ancient times, Bole knew horses. If the horse is a thousand-mile horse, and Bole is good at recognizing horses, some things will naturally fall into place." Shen Zhaoxian stood up slowly, cupped his hands and said, "Shen is not talented and cannot be a thousand-mile horse."

"I have something important to do at home, so I'll take my leave first."

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left without hesitation.

After Shen Zhaoxian left, there was silence in the room.

"Sir, are we just going to let him go?" the guard guarding the door asked in a low voice.

Zhou Zhou raised his hand and touched the tea cup that was still warm, and said softly: "Do you know what a white wolf is?"

The guard shook his head.

"This is what we have." Wednesday picked up the cup and placed it next to the candlelight, as if he wanted to see what was in the cup.

After Shen Zhaoxian left, he was not in a hurry to return to General Jingyuan's Mansion. Instead, he went to the bookstore first and returned the books he had taken away from the bookstore.

By the way, hand over the ancient books you copied earlier to the bookstore.

After weighing the heavy money in his hands, he left without looking back.

After returning to Qingwu Courtyard, standing by the stone table in the backyard, I could see the general situation of the courtyard opposite by raising my head slightly.

After the third brother left, Fu Yao kept sitting in the courtyard, thinking about what the third brother said before.

She knew what the third brother meant. There was a slight sound on the other side of the wall, and she also knew that Shen Zhaoxian was on the other side of the wall.

As long as she wants, she can see Shen Zhaoxian.

After all, she was once the joint owner of Anhe Courtyard and Qingwu Courtyard, so maybe she could be stopped by blocking a dog hole.

It's really whimsical.

Past or not?

After standing on the side of the wall for a long time, Fu Yao raised her head slightly and touched the wall. The wall was as cold as the man's heart, as if it were thousands of years of ice. No matter how she hinted, she would not understand.

The palace examination will be held in a few days.

Lowering her eyelids, Fu Yao told herself in her heart, wait, wait a few more days.

She would personally ask Shen Zhaoxian if he liked her, if he wanted to be with her for the rest of his life, if he was willing to win her heart?

I just hope that he likes him as much as she likes herself.

If the final result is to lose, as the third brother said, she can be considered indulgent and live for herself.

Sneak attack!

There is always love in thousands of mountains and rivers, babies, come and vote!