Qing Fu Jin

Chapter 75 I'm Just a Pretense

In the east, the fish belly is white and the sky is bright.

When Bozhe woke up, he felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck, and his body was particularly sore, especially in his lower back. It was just like what those cronies described after coming out of Fireworks Lane, that the guns were tired after a night of beating.

His head was heavy, and he tapped his forehead with his fist, trying hard to recall what happened last night.

The images are like scattered silhouettes under the shade of trees, mottled and chaotic, unable to form a whole.

Bozhe closed his eyes, stretched out his thumb and index finger, pressed against his temples on both sides, and rubbed gently.

"Grandpa, you're awake."

The timid voice is like a drop of dew on the lotus leaf, which will fall and fall into pieces with a little wind and grass.

Bo Zhe suddenly raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him.

Xia Ziyu was holding a basin of clear water, avoiding his eyes like an electric shock, and walked towards the washstand with his head down.

Bo Zhe frowned. He noticed that Xia Ziyu's walking posture was a little different from usual. How should I put it, it was like holding an egg between his legs.

A flash of lightning flashed across his mind, and he suddenly remembered.

Last night's fierce battle, entanglement, panting, sweat, tumbling flesh.

He quickly jumped out of bed, grabbed a corner of the quilt, and lifted it violently, the quilt turned over like a wall, and then collapsed.

On the bed sheet, there are dots of red plums, which is shocking.

Xia Ziyu lowered his head, his face was so red that he could bleed.

Bo Zhe's face was so gloomy that water dripped out.

The atmosphere in the room was like a mountain, so dull and suffocating.

Xia Ziyu bit her lip, summoned courage countless times, and finally opened her mouth.

"Father..."

"roll!"

She takes a step back in horror and looks at Bo-chul in horror.

Bo-chul doesn’t look at her, he’s suppressing his inner anger.

"..." Xia Ziyu covered his mouth, but the sound of sobbing leaked from between his fingers, and tears fell into rain.

"I tell you to get out! Didn't you hear me!"

His angry voice was like thunder, exploding above her head.

"I……"

"roll!!!!"

Xia Ziyu covered his face with his hands and ran away.

She ran out of the yard all the way to a dark corner where no one was there, and then burst into tears.

At this moment, she felt that her whole body was black and dirty from the inside to the outside, and there was baseness flowing in her blood. No matter how many tears she cried, she couldn't wash away the guilt in her heart.

The sound of hurried footsteps passed not far away, and she saw Bozhe come out of the second door through the gap between the branches.

He ran in such a hurry, could it be that he couldn't wait to leave this place where she existed?

A heart sank, sank into the dark abyss.

The tears stopped flowing at some point, she stretched out her index finger, wiped it at the corner of her eye, and took a sip on her lips.

Tears were supposed to be salty, but she couldn't taste anything.

It turned out that even her tears had lost the flavor they should have.

The eyes are confused, but the expression on the face is indifferent.

Heart, build strength bit by bit.

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Bozhe rode a horse and rushed out of Prince Jane's mansion.

The streets in the early morning were foggy, except for the courtiers rushing to the court and soldiers on patrol, there were no ordinary pedestrians.

Ordinary people can sleep until they wake up naturally, but in their minds, dignitaries who should have high beds and soft pillows have to get up earlier than chickens.

Poverty does not necessarily mean poverty, wealth does not necessarily mean happiness, whoever is bitter is sweet, like a person who drinks water, he knows whether he is warm or not.

Bo Zhe felt cold, but his chest seemed to be on fire.

He whipped the horse under his crotch fiercely, and galloped across the streets while the horse neighed.

I don't know how many sedan chairs were knocked over, and how many shouts and curses were heard.

In a state of confusion, he actually circled the entire Beijing city.

He thought he was just crazy.

As a disciple of the Eight Banners, at this age, who else would remain a child?Those who are sensible early, don't know how many concubines they have already taken in, lying drunk in the arms of beautiful women, turning red waves every night, that is the most savorable pride of a man.

But he felt that he was different from others.

It's not that he shouldn't have sex with other women before marriage, but rather, it's an inexplicable sense of responsibility.

He didn't know when this sense of responsibility took root in his heart. When he realized it, it had grown into a big tree in the sky.

This sense of responsibility made him feel that his whole being should belong to his future wife, Ling Bo.

What made him unbearable the most was Xia Ziyu's change.The good childhood memories made him always think that Xia Ziyu was a pure and innocent girl, but last night, she was clearly a woman full of scheming.

This huge gap is full of irony.

Turning the horse's head around, he ran in the direction of Fucha Mansion.

By the time he reined in his horse in front of the mansion, it was already dawn, but the servants of the Fucha family told him that Lingbo Gege had gone out early in the morning and was escorted by the third master Ma Wu to Prince Yong's mansion.

Bozhe left Fucha's house in disappointment.

Standing still in the middle of the street, looking around in a daze.

Suddenly patted the head, damn it, I forgot to go to work!
If Shangfeng or the emperor knew about this, it would be another scolding.

He patted his horse's butt in dejection, and rushed towards the palace.

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Ulanara picked up the pattern that Ling Bo had just drawn, which seemed to be a rabbit, wooden and clumsy, and wanted to be pinched.

She laughed: "Is this a rabbit?"

Ling Bo was drawing a new pattern, when he heard this, he raised his head and said, "Yes, Fujin saw it."

"If it weren't for the long ears, I really wouldn't be able to tell." Ulanara smiled.

Hongshi jumped on the ground and said, "Show me! Show me!"

Ulanara gave him the paper.

The rabbit pattern was just drawn with simple lines, without color, and it was not as vivid as the embroidered objects, but Hiroshi looked at it with a smile on his face.

Ulanara couldn't understand children's rich imagination and love for small animals. He just knew that he liked it very much when he saw Hongshi couldn't put it down.

"Hiroshi likes this rabbit?"

Hongshi nodded vigorously and said, "I like it, can Fujin make one for me?"

Ulanara was a little embarrassed. Although her needlework was good, she had never done this kind of thing.

Ling Bo put down his pen, walked over and said with a smile: "Actually, it's not difficult. Get some cloth from Fujin, and I can make one today."

Ulanara was overjoyed, and hurriedly asked someone to pack up some suitable cloth, and took all kinds of silk threads, large and small embroidered stretches, etc., and piled up a kang full of them.

Ling Bo picked out a piece of cloth, sketched it out, cut it out, threaded the needle and started sewing.

Her needlework was taught by Lanxiu and Lanzhi. Famous teachers give birth to excellent apprentices, and they are fast and good.

After a while, the prototype of a rabbit came out.

Then she stuffed it with a lot of cotton and sealed it up. As soon as she bit off the thread, Hongshi rushed forward and snatched the rabbit into his arms.

"Hongshi!" Ulanara shouted in displeasure.

Hong Shi's body tightened, and he said to Ling Bo belatedly, "Thank you, Aunt Ling Bo."

Ling Bo tidied up the needlework and other things, and said: "This is a temporary one, I can only make a small one, and I will make a big one for you later."

Hongshi was pleasantly surprised: "How big is it? Is it as big as Hongshi?"

According to Ling Bo's visual estimation, Hongshi's height is about 1.2 meters and three feet tall. She compared it with her hands. It took a lot of work to make such a big puppet, but seeing that Hongshi liked it so much, she nodded and said: "It's as big as Hongshi, but today is too late. I will give you a few days later."

Hongshi wrinkled his face. He really wanted to get it today, but when he saw Ulanara's face darken, he knew that this was delusional, so he said discouragedly: "Okay."

After finishing speaking, he added another sentence: "Thank you, aunt."

Ling Bo stroked his head affectionately.

This kid has no good ending in history.

So, Hiroshi had to play with the rabbit in his hand.This little rabbit did it hastily, but it was the size of a grown man's palm.Even so, Hiroshi loves it very much.

Children are really greedy for novelty.

Ling Bo drew several more tricks, including rabbits, monkeys, horses, etc., which were basically animals, which were very Q, and then pointed them out to Mr. Ulanara one by one, and said the characters of these animals.

The Ulanara family who heard it was very strange, and said that animals have personalities.

When they were talking about female red needlework in the backyard, Ma Wu was drinking tea with the fourth elder brother in the flower hall in the front yard.

The two brothers and sisters had lunch at Prince Yong's Mansion again, and did not take their leave until Shen Shi in the afternoon.

Ma Wu took a step ahead, tied up the carriage and waited outside the gate, and Ulanara personally sent Ling Bo out.

"It's really hard for you today, you have drawn so many interesting patterns."

Ling Bo smiled and said: "What's the matter, I usually just watch it to relieve boredom, but now it is more meaningful to bring happiness to Hongshi."

Ulanara nodded.

At this time, a horse neighed outside the door, and the servants of Prince Yong's Mansion rushed up to hold the horse's head, and the third elder brother Yinzhi jumped off the horse.

Ling Bo didn't expect to meet him here, so he hurriedly bowed to his third elder brother Ma Wu and said, "I've met my third elder brother."

Ulanara said: "Why is the third brother free to come today?"

Yinzhi remained expressionless, and said flatly, "I have to discuss some official matters with my fourth brother."

His eyes fell on Ling Bo, but he asked Ulanara: "So the fourth sister-in-law has a visitor today."

Ulanara said: "I hit it off with Lingbo Gege, please come and talk to her, Ma Wu is here to pick her up, and their brothers and sisters are about to leave."

"Oh I got it."

Yinzhi's eyes flicked across Ma Wu's face, without saying anything, he went straight into Prince Yong's mansion.

Ling Bo and Ma Wu got into the car one by one, rode the horse by the other, and headed back home.

Arriving at Fu Cha's house, he got off his horse and got off the car, when Ling Bo suddenly stopped Ma Wu.

"Third Brother, what did Fourth Brother tell you today?"

Ma Wudao: "It's nothing, just chatting."

Ling Bo pouted, expressing his disbelief.

Ma Wu then said: "I only met the fourth elder brother a few times, and today he just thanked me for the matter of Qiu Shou."

Ling Bo tilted his head, smiled strangely and said, "Third brother doesn't need to explain, in fact, I have already seen it. Today is the fourth elder brother who wants to see you, and Si Fujin invited me, but it is just a cover. They are husband and wife, this is called Mingxiu plank road secretly crossing Chencang .”

Ma Wu was taken aback, raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

"Third Brother, don't be surprised. It's not difficult to guess. In fact, Prince Yong's Mansion is worthy of our deep friendship."

Ling Bo smiled sweetly, and before Ma Wu could respond, he turned around and drifted away.

Leaving Ma Wu in place to recollect her last sentence.

(End of this chapter)