Uncle, I will marry you

Chapter 49
He stepped forward and squatted in front of the guqin, and plucked it a few times, feeling a slight tingling sensation in his fingertips.Intermittent vibrato sounded, and a pair of slender palms pressed on the palm of the smaller one, "You will hurt like this."

Shaking her head: "It's okay." Puyang Lie also tried to cultivate her music theory attainments in the past, but she didn't think it was necessary at the beginning. If it were changed to today, she might learn it.

"The Xiongnu mission has arrived at the outskirts of the city." Puyang Yuren stood up and told Puyang Fenghua the news from the newspaper.

Standing up gracefully, leaning over to hug the guqin on the piano case, the hem of the clothes sweeping the floor lightly swept over the fallen leaves, and a few dead leaves were attached to the bright red hem of the clothes, as if reluctant to leave connected.

Following Puyang Fenghua out of the plum grove, walking among pavilions, terraces and pavilions, such leisure time is always so rare.As soon as he returned to Beijing, there were overwhelming troubles.Spring plowing, flood control, even if a wave of people are raised, they still have to wait for her to solve them.Since returning to Beijing this time, Puyang Fenghua didn't even approve the memorial, and directly asked the servant to move to her bedroom. Now she sleeps later than a dog and wakes up earlier than a chicken.The emperor looked decent on the surface while he was on an errand, but in fact, only she could understand the bitterness and blood and tears inside.

"Uncle Huang, I've lost weight..." She tugged at the 'skeletal' cheek, took the man's soft and soft palm, and drew circles on his palm in aggrieved manner.

Looking down at the boy's 'scheming' fingers, a faint smile bloomed on the dark brows.He held the boy's fidgeting fingers with his backhand: "Ayu, it seems to have grown flesh."

Pulling her thin face: "How could it be? Uncle Huang, you are still young, so there is no need to describe you as old-fashioned and dim-sighted."

He stopped, holding the guqin in his arms with one hand, and leading the young man with the other. Only the young man who was very close could smell the cold lotus fragrance faintly emanating from the man.

"Tell me, what is the purpose of coming here today?" Puyang Fenghua looked back at the aggrieved young man, and smiled lightly.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Fenghua is the one who knows me." I didn't feel that there was anything wrong with the man seeing through her tricks, but he expressed a touch of joy: "Uncle Emperor, you should take those memorials back and share them. Let's do it." Let her take care of all the big things, even if the Da Luo Immortal is alive.

He stopped and looked deeply into the boy's black eyes: "Ayu, this is the first step to get back the rights." He said it so straightforwardly, leaving no room for it.

He froze for a moment, then smiled: "I said that having an uncle is enough." The coldness hidden in the corner of his mouth gradually deepened.

Rubbing the boy's soft bun: "Ayu, I hope so." She has never looked at the boy so seriously, and there is a slight pain in her eyes.

The corners of the eyes were deeply bent, covering the dark eyes, and the slender eyelashes fluttered in the sunlight.She often feels that the way of getting along with Puyang Fenghua is very sick, sometimes it can be described as ambiguous, and sometimes it is so indifferent.She could still be smiling at him like a flower one moment, and treat him differently the next moment.And Puyang Fengkun has always responded to all her attitudes lightly and dotingly.He can easily deceive everyone's eyes, making everyone believe that he regards rights as dung.Sometimes she also thought that Puyang Fenghua might really be so indifferent.However, according to the news sent back by Phantom, there were some subtle movements in the capital of Shu.This made her miserable, subconsciously, she hoped that Puyang Fenghua could blatantly peep at that position.Instead of giving her the illusion that he is really good to her.

"Then you can ask someone to send the memorial to me, just like before, can I send everything I have reviewed to you?" Continue walking, and when passing by the lotus pond, he curled the corners of his mouth, early autumn last year , a boy inserted a red lotus into his hair viciously.I kind of miss that kind of boy... The current Ayu makes him occasionally feel a heart-wrenching feeling. Has the boy changed?Or maybe it's just that his mood has changed, maybe he cares a little...

Nodding his head, he wriggled his mouth, but couldn't even make a single sound.

When there was silence, only two pairs of alternating palms conveyed a steady stream of heat, dispelling the approaching coldness.

Puyang Yuren looked down at the man's shadow bathed in the sun, stretched out his other hand and gestured at a place he couldn't see, and an irregular shape appeared in the air.

Along the way, Puyang Yuren had never met a palace official, so he couldn't help being curious.

Seeing the young man looking around, he laughed lightly, like a snow pear flower in spring.

"It's rare to see Ayu look like this."

He touched his cheek, what did he look like?

"Ah Yu is looking for a palace servant?" Puyang Fenghua laughed.

"Well, can this uncle see it too?" She became more and more panicked, did she really lose the last trace of disguise in front of him?Then her espionage experience in her previous life is really useless.When repenting, there is expectation. People always have such contradictions.

He was taken aback by the boy's question, can you see it?Everything is said subconsciously.

"I don't like making noise, so I sent all the palace people to other palaces." Puyang Fenghua pushed open the door, let go of the young man's hand, and put the guqin on the couch.

Such an answer is not surprising, for nearly a year, the only person she saw appearing next to Puyang Fenghua was Lu Sheng.However, looking at it from another angle, this is also a way to protect oneself. The more people who know themselves well, the more thoroughly they will be betrayed.In psychology, it is also a way of self-protection for those who lack a sense of security.I'm really curious, what factors make Puyang Fenghua so magnificent?
Faintly felt that something had happened to him, but when it was time to investigate, it was in vain.Everything about Puyang Fenghua before she was eight years old was completely cleaned up, and she, Anbu and Phantom never found out.So, who in the end has such great ability?He couldn't help but glance at the man in red.

"Uncle Emperor, the envoys of the Huns will come to see us tomorrow."

The hand holding the teacup paused: "Yes."

"I heard that the princess of the Xiongnu is asking for news about you." Puyang Yuren said in a strange tone.

(End of this chapter)