Marry the first wife

Fu Yao lowered her eyes, covering up the surprise in her eyes.

As she walked and stopped along the way, she finally saw what it meant to be free and easy.

He wrapped his hands around his knees and looked at the flickering flames in front of him with his dark eyes.

"Sister, when we enter Yizhou territory tomorrow, you must be careful to follow me." Shi Hui said seriously to Fu Yao, who was in a daze.

"Ah."

Along the way, the Shi family sister told her a lot about Yizhou.

Although those are not good things, they can still be considered as leaving an initial impression.

Fu Yao folded her hands together and looked at Shi Hui with her head tilted, and said softly: "Thank you, Miss Shi."

This thank you to Fu Yao was extremely sincere. If Shi Hui hadn't been with her all the way, she wouldn't have known when she would have arrived in Yizhou.

Having a talented person like Shi Hui to guide the way saves a lot of trouble.

"It takes a little effort." Shi Hui's face turned red, silently revealing an inexplicable nervousness, "Little things, small things, small things."

Three little things in a row revealed her discomfort.

Hearing this, Fu Yao pursed her lips and laughed softly.

What a lovely girl.

She got up early the next day and watched the rising sun.

The excitement in my heart gradually rose.

A group of people walked in Yizhou for a whole day and night before they found a post station.

Fu Yao quietly grasped the baggage on her shoulders, slowed down her pace slightly, and there was a trace of hesitation in her eyes.

"Sister Fu, hurry up."

Shi Hui, who was walking in front, waved to Fu Yao, and as if she couldn't wait any longer, turned around and pulled the slow silly girl to run a few steps.

After entering the inn, I asked the waiter to give me two good guest rooms, and I took a quick shower to wash away all my fatigue.

After wringing out her black hair and putting on some simple clothes, she turned around and entered Sister Shi's room.

"Sister Shi?" Fu Yao knocked on the door and looked at the room that had not been moved for a long time, with a trace of doubt between her eyebrows.

Why isn't Sister Shi's room in the room?

Didn't Sister Shi just ask her to come over after she finished her work?

"Hey." Suddenly, someone tapped me hard on the shoulder. My heart skipped a beat and I turned to look at the person. I took half a step back. The look of horror on my face had not faded yet and I said helplessly, "Sister Shijia?"

Shi Hui held a jar of wine in her hand and smiled with bright eyes, "It's me."

Fu Yao said with lingering fear: "Does Sister Shi want to drink?"

Shi Hui shook the wine jar in his hand and said with a smile: "Isn't this obvious?"

Fu Yao smiled fondly.

The sister from the Shi family is good at everything except that she is not good at all. She loves wine.

He is a little drunkard who likes to find a jar of famous local wine wherever he goes.

She also drank a lot of good wine. She didn't know the taste of wine before, but now she has a new understanding of wine after tasting it.

In the past, I didn't like the people around me to be drunk. There were a lot of messy, dirty and dirty things at the noble girl's flower viewing party because of the alcohol.

When it's your turn, there will inevitably be some favoritism and exceptions.

Now I think the drinker is really a good thing, he can solve all kinds of worries once he gets drunk and forget them even if he doesn’t want to remember them.

The two girls closed the door, you had a cup and I had a cup.

The jar of wine disappeared in a short time, and Shi Hui took out a brand new jar of wine from his arms as if by magic.

Fu Yao's eyes lit up and she praised: "Sister Shi is so kind?"

The vision in front of him gradually blurred, and seemed to overlap with that of the person in his memory.

In an instant, his sleeves were flipping, and Shi Hui stared blankly at the person in front of him. The person who had disappeared for a long time slowly became vivid in his memory.

"You..." After a long time, she heard her whisper, "Are you okay?" Fu Yao faintly heard what the Shi family sister said, but now she was dizzy and the Shi family sister's voice was too soft. So that nothing was heard.

The little head leaned closer and asked drowsily: "You, what did you say?"

The soft and bewildered female voice reached her ears, and Shi Hui's originally blurred eyes gradually sobered up.

Realizing that the person in front of him was not the person at that time, he shook his head and said, "No."

Touching her mouth up and down, Fu Yao couldn't see clearly what Sister Shi's sister was saying.

But she could feel a sad atmosphere surrounding Sister Shi's body. Out of some unknown psychology, she blinked her eyes and asked curiously: "Why are you sad?"

The language is straightforward and sharp, and it hits home.

Shi Hui immediately shook his head and said, "I'm not sad. You got it wrong."

Hearing this, Fu Yao curled her lips. She didn't believe it at all: "I don't believe it. You are obviously very sad. I have seen it."

The little girl is still very persistent.

Thinking of this, Shi Hui played off her temporary interest and tickled the chin of the little girl in front of her, "Do you have a man you like?"

Fu Yao was startled and her eyes turned red immediately.

He shook his head and choked: "No, I never have."

Shi Hui looked at the reaction of the little girl in front of him with disgust, "If you have it, you have it, if you don't have it, you don't have it."

"Really do not have."

"really?"

Fu Yao nodded unusually stubbornly, crying and rubbing her eyes, "No."

The little mouth is quite tough.

"Isn't it true that you have it?" The little drunkard rarely had the cleverness to turn an army around.

Shi Hui walked to the window with the wine jar, looked at the moon hanging in the sky, and smiled contemptuously.

"What do you, a little girl, know about love?"

Fu Yao held her head with one hand and looked at Shi Hui with blurred eyes, silently giving herself an answer in her heart.

It seems that Shi Hui must have a love-hate relationship.

"As I get older, I like those handsome young men."

"It's best if he's tall, handsome, and in line with what I want."

"His parents had better agree to let him marry into my family. I am the only daughter under my father's knees. I will also provide for him until his death."

Shi Hui turned around and put her hands against the window. The silver-white moonlight shone on her body, giving her a hazy glow.

"Sister, do you think so?"

Fu Yao raised her eyebrows, listening to the topic that Shi Hui couldn't talk about.

I can’t help but complain, what is it?

She wanted to know about Shi Hui's love and hatred, but it was obvious that Shi Hui didn't want her to know more.

"Yes, yes, Sister Shi is right. Women should live for themselves, not for illusory love."

"In my opinion, it's best for that man to be able to give birth to a son and a daughter."

"Otherwise, we will kick him out."

Having said this, Shi Hui's eyes suddenly lit up and he nodded vigorously.

Fu Yao smiled.

He held up the table with one hand and walked towards the door, his body swaying without stopping.

The corners of her eyes gradually became moist, and she never wanted to be touched by love in this life.

Shen Zhaoxian.

This word that had not appeared in a long time appeared in her mind again. As she pushed the door open, she was immediately stunned by the extremely familiar figure from behind.