After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 263
"Aunt, I didn't cry." Fuxuan said with tears and a smile, "I am happy on my birthday, thank you Aunt for giving birth to me and bringing me into this beautiful world."

Mrs. Fu forced out a smile, with tears in her eyes, she said reluctantly: "Mum really misses you, a little girl."

Tears welled up in Fuxuan's eyes, "Don't say that, Mom, you will definitely recover! You will be fine!"

Mrs. Fu nodded weakly, but said to the children in front of the bed: "Yun'er is now loved by the princess, mother is at ease, and will treat the third princess well in the future. The people of the Tian family are golden branches and jade leaves. They have been raised since childhood, and the relationship between husband and wife is like life If there is any disagreement, you should give in more."

Speaking of Fuyun's marriage, we have to go back to the original Spring Hunting.After the earthquake at that time, Fuyun went around looking for Fuxuan, and set the bones of the third princess on the way.Since then, the three princesses have been looking for opportunities to go to the royal classics room, either to find books, or to ask Fu Yun, who is the secretary Lang, to explain some classics they don't understand.After coming and going, the two hit it off and got married by Emperor Mu'an.

Although it is a happy event, but at this moment, from Mrs. Fu's mouth, anyone can hear the meaning of dying words.

The tears welling up in Fu Xuan's eyes became more intense, but she bit her lip firmly, trying not to let the choking sound in her throat leak out.

Feeling in his mother's arms, Fu Yun held the other hand extended by Mrs. Fu, and nodded earnestly, "Don't worry, mother, my son will treat his wife and children just like his father."

When Fu Yiyan was mentioned, Mrs. Fu turned her eyes to her husband who had been in love with her all her life.

The two are young couples, and they don't know when they got up, and the frost has climbed up his temples. Last year, he was imprisoned and poisoned, and this year he got a serious illness when he went out on business. The first time I told her that there was nothing wrong with him, but she could see that his body was no longer strong and strong.

Fu Yiyan saw the meaning in Mrs. Fu's eyes.

He bowed and patted Mrs. Fu's arm, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine."

Mrs. Fu nodded, looked at Fuxuan again, and sighed: "The only thing my mother is worried about is you. You are spoiled and big-minded. You have become an old lady and haven't decided which man to marry. , it's really troublesome, I'm afraid I'll have to study until I can't get married, but what should I do."

Mother was chattering away as usual and joking about her, but this time Fu Xuan couldn't laugh from the bottom of her heart.

She intentionally snorted Mrs. Fu heavily, "How can there be such a mother who always says that I can't get married? Haven't you seen those lords who proposed to marry, and the queue has all gone to Jingzhou! And who else?" , didn’t they all swear that I would not marry?”

Mrs. Fu raised her lips and smiled sincerely, but coughed helplessly.

Fuxuan quickly helped her caress her heart, and helped her calm down.

After Mrs. Fu stopped coughing, she said earnestly: "My mother doesn't want you to be rich and powerful, nor does she want you to marry any powerful person. My mother only hopes that your life will be safe and smooth. When it comes to love, just listen to your heart, Don't leave regrets. Once you make a choice, even if you are wrong, don't regret it."

Fuxuan's eyes showed suspicion.

Mrs. Fu nodded her head seriously, and said with a smile: "Listen to your heart. Your father and I came here like this. You don't know, I was the one who took the initiative to pester him, and even called your uncle to make you drunk. His father snatched it back to the mansion."

Fu Yiyan looked at Mrs. Fu affectionately, and said with a smile: "If I hadn't been dangling in front of you all day, wouldn't you have noticed me? There is no chance to snatch me back."

Again.

Again.

Fu Xuan glanced at her father who looked a little uncomfortable because she was not willing to lose the wind, then at her mother who was full of pride, and turned to look at Fu Yun, the two tacitly acted as if they didn't hear.

After Mrs. Fu and Fu Yiyan looked at each other for a few breaths, she continued to tell Fu Xuan: "I am afraid that my mother will never have a chance to check on your marriage. No matter who you marry, you have to accept some stubbornness after marriage." Temperament, mother doesn't expect you to be a good wife and mother, but at least don't go too far on the surface."

Fu Xuan nodded seriously, "Daughter understands."

Mrs. Fu said carefully again: "If the other party is unfaithful, don't feel wronged. You should reconcile and leave as soon as possible. Your father and brother are your reliance. If you meet an upright and kind-hearted man again, you can marry again. If you don't It’s not impossible to remarry and set up a female household.”

Although the mother has a weak body, the thoughts in her mind are never weakened by the weakness of the flesh. She is sober and decisive, self-loving and self-respecting. Fu Xuan nodded deeply and repeated "Yes" several times.

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In the evening of the next day, Xia Lei rolled incessantly, and it was another dark night with thunder and rain. Mrs. Fu ran out of fuel and walked on the road to the underworld alone.

Help the family to hang white banners and flags, yellow paper is all over the sky, children wear linen and mourning mourning in the room.

Mrs. Fu's mourning hall was set up in the main hall, and Fu Xuan and Fu Yun, as children, knelt in front of the coffin and burned paper to keep the spirit.

As the saying goes, "When the wife dies, a hundred generals will come to the door; when the general dies, no one will come." Although Mrs. Fu is a boudoir woman, she seldom goes out because of her frailty and illness. There was an endless stream of people who came to mourn her funeral.

The reason couldn't be simpler. Everyone is looking at Fu Yiyan, the general of Fuguo, not only expressing respect for Mrs. Fu, but also trying to show face in front of Fu Yiyan.

"Secretary supervisor Zhang Suqing came to express condolences."

"Dong Youyan, the Minister of the Five Armies, came to express his condolences."

"Zhang Changming, Zuomin's servant, came to express his condolences."

"..."

Several officials handed the gift money of the elegiac couplets to the servants outside the hall, then restrained their faces and entered the mourning hall solemnly. After receiving the incense and lighting it, they paid three obeisances to express their condolences to the family members.

After Fuxuan and Fuyun thanked each other, Fuyun got up to see the guests.

Because of staying up late for days, and the menstruation is approaching, Fu Xuan was exhausted. When Fu Yun came back, he saw Fu Xuan was tired and pale, and said: "You go to the next door to rest for a while, and you can come back later. That's it."

At this time, there was another loud report outside the door——

"The Patriarch of the Xie Family, Xie Zhan, Minister of the Dali Temple, came to offer condolences—"

Fu Xuan was slightly startled, the hand that burned the yellow paper trembled, Fu Yun stood up again, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet her.

Xie Zhan handed the elegiac couplet and gift money to the servant, and when he entered the door, he took the lead in sweeping the face of the girl in front of the mourning hall, and then went up to offer incense.

After paying respects, he said to Fu Yun: "Auntie Lan Xinhui, Li Lan Yuanzhi, it is really a pity that she is gone now, please be kind."

He changed his address, not "Mrs. Fu" but "Auntie". Fu Xuan pursed her lips.

Fu Yun bowed back to Xie Zhan and said, "My mother knows me from the spring, and I will be grateful for the praise of Patriarch Xie."

Xie Zhan didn't take a step out, but took a step sideways, and stood directly in front of Fuxuan who got up, staring at her.

The little girl's complexion was pale, her eyes were black and blue, the yellow paper in the brazier was burning, and the faint light reflected on her face. He looked at her weak, clenched his fists in his sleeves, and said in a low voice, "My condolences. Take care. "

Fu Xuan didn't raise her eyes to look at him, but thanked him in a low voice: "Thank you very much, Young Master."

　Lilan Yuanzhi [lǐ lán yuán zhǐ]: Yuan and Li: both water names; Lan and Zhi: both vanilla.A metaphor for noble character or noble things.

　　
　
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