Queen Mother's A Scientist

Carved beams and painted buildings, attics are heavy.

Fu tingye stood by the window and found that he had not appreciated the scenery of Hou's house for many years. Everything here has not changed in the slightest way since he was a child. I'm afraid the only change is the people's heart.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Under the service of Cheng wanmiao, old lady Fu tried her best to drink the soup and spit out a lot again.

The girl and the woman went in and out and waited on her with fear. The old lady was in poor health. There was no easy person in the house.

"Aunt, don't be angry. The imperial doctor said that you are caused by deficiency of Qi and Yin, which makes you feel comfortable physically and mentally. Don't make trouble with yourself." Cheng wanmiao couldn't bear to see her aunt in such pain. She waited and cried silently.

Fu Lao Fu's breath was weak, but his face was angry: "hum, how can I feel comfortable with this villain? I might as well... As if I were dead."

As soon as the voice fell, there was another violent cough. With the soup and medicine just drunk, he vomited some more.

Cheng wanmiao wiped the soup medicine from the corners of Mrs. Fu's mouth. Taking advantage of the moment of lowering her head, she secretly looked at Fu tingye's side. She saw that the other party was motionless, as if she hadn't heard anything.

Fu tingye naturally heard it, but

Yesterday, the imperial doctor told him privately that the old lady's disease had gone deep into the bone marrow and was afraid that there would be no more time.

He doesn't want to argue with her at this time.

Fortunately, it was ignored.

After serving the old lady, Cheng wanmiao didn't pass the medicine bowl to the girl. Instead, she brought it out herself and went straight to the kitchen.

The stove was still on fire, and the old lady's medicine was still smoking white. Cheng wanmiao came inside and saw that when there was no one around, the color of sadness on her face faded a little, but there was some faint resentment.

Old lady, it's not wanmiao who's sorry for you. It's you who calculated wanmiao first.

Fu tingye, I will let you marry me, madam of the Marquis house. I'm the only one.

Perhaps she was so absorbed in her thoughts that she didn't hear the footsteps of the servant girl behind her.

"What's the matter with you, Miss Biao?" Zijuan is the old lady's personal servant girl.

Ah! No!

Cheng wanmiao didn't know when she had a bag of things in her hand. Frightened by Zijuan's words, she poured them all into the old lady's medicine can.

"Miss Biao, are you all right?" Zijuan came in from behind her, but she didn't notice the scene just now.

Cheng wanmiao hurriedly squeezed the kraft paper in her hand into a ball and put it into her sleeve: "no... it's all right. I'm just worried about my wife's condition. I'm sad for a moment."

Zijuan looked slightly shy: "Miss Biao has really done her best to the old lady. We servants all appreciate you in our eyes."

Do your best

This sentence sounds a little harsh.

Cheng wanmiao's eyes and eyebrows flashed a trace of imperceptible shame, turned and hurried away.

……

Fu tingye has been guarding the old lady's room for the past two days.

Although he was angry with the old lady, he used to eat and deliver water. He still did these things himself.

At this moment, Cheng wanmiao is not in the room, and the old lady coughs again. Fu tingye holds back the servant girl, fills her own hot tea and hands it to the old lady. The old lady doesn't look at it. With a big hand, she knocks the tea lamp to the ground.

"Inverse son, I don't drink what you sent."

Fu tingye sighed: "what does mother want?"

Old lady Fu closed her eyes and snorted coldly, "what do I want? I'd like to ask, what do you want? If you want me to die, you will continue to insist on marrying that woman! "

Fu tingye's face sank.

"General, military affairs need to be handled immediately." The bodyguard came in and spread the news.

Fu tingye gets up and goes out.

Old lady Fu opened her eyes, looked at his cold figure and clenched her teeth.

"Somebody, call me miss Biao." Old lady Fu's eyes suddenly flashed.

Cheng wanmiao quickly came in and helped old lady Fu, "aunt, are you looking for me?"

"Is there any progress in these two days?" Mrs. Fu went straight to the subject, "I have created such a good opportunity for you. Why can't you grasp it?"

"Aunt... This..." Cheng wanmiao was embarrassed. "Cousin, I seem to be very tired of me."

"Something worthless." Mrs. Fu scolded low, "now that I am so ill, the rebellious son's attitude has finally eased, but the plan is in man and the success is in heaven. You can weigh it yourself."

"Yes, Wan Miao, remember my aunt's admonition." Cheng wanmiao looked sad and pitiful.

Mrs. Fu was tired of looking at her crying face these days, and then changed the topic: "I heard from the imperial doctor that I was just Qi and blood deficiency. This is an old problem. I used to take a few pills and I'll be fine. How can I be so aggressive this time."

Cheng wanmiao looked as usual when she heard the speech, but her heart trembled suddenly.

"Wanmiao doesn't know. Maybe it's..." Cheng wanmiao paused and said, "maybe her aunt has been angry with her cousin, so... Hurt her body."

"Hum! That unfilial son is in vain for me to bring him up! " Speaking of Fu tingye, Mrs. Fu was even more depressed. "I was acting for him. It depends on whether he dares to marry that woman on a charge of great unfilial piety."

My cousin might really do that.

Cheng wanmiao thought secretly, and she was also discouraged.

Her cousin has a cold temper and uncertain temper. She can't pull back eight cows that she believes. She wants to come... It's hard to deal with.

"Don't worry, aunt. Wanmiao will try again." Cheng wanmiao comforted old Fu and got up and went out of the room.

"Alas... What can you do?" Old lady Fu sighed, "after all, it's not my own, not one ten thousandth of what I was when I was young..."

Fu tingye is handling military affairs in his study. The bodyguard comes to report: "report to the general. Miss Biao asks for an interview."

Why is it her again?

Fu tingye is very annoyed.

"Just say I'm not free."

"But general... Miss Biao said she had something important to report, which was related to the old lady's condition."

Fu tingye's cold eyebrows flashed a strange look: "let her in."

"Yes."

Cheng wanmiao entered the study, but it was not where Fu tingye reviewed the military aircraft memorials, but an ear room. The two opposite ancient shelves just formed a full moon. On the shelves were some exquisite books, flowers and trees, adding a lot of elegance to the environment.

Unexpectedly, Fu tingye is rough and crazy, but he has such an elegant side in private.

The sound of heavy footsteps is approaching. Cheng wanmiao is slightly excited, but she still stabilizes her body and slowly looks back at Fu tingye.

She dressed up specially today. She wore the most popular lotus leaf flowing water pattern yarn skirt in Shengjing, and combed the flowing clouds. The gold hairpin that was rewarded by the queen when she entered the Palace last year was inserted on the edge of the hairpin. With the movement of her body, the step rang like a wind bell.

Fu tingye frowned for no reason. He only felt that a moving gold and silver jewelry shop came to him. Cheng wanmiao's makeup was vulgar to flirtatious. The heavy makeup on his eyes made people feel dizzy.

There is no harm without comparison.

He finally knew why he liked huaqingxue.

Hibiscus comes out of clear water and is carved naturally. Such a woman is the most beautiful.

"Cousin." Cheng wanmiao greeted him in a soft, boneless voice.

"Why did you come to me?" Fu tingye subconsciously takes a step back and feels uncomfortable all over.

"I......" Cheng wanmiao wanted to be polite, but unexpectedly Fu tingye was so straightforward that she had to go straight to the theme. "Wanmiao was worried when she saw that her cousin and aunt were unhappy these days, so she came up with a way to relieve her aunt's mood, and her cousin was not so embarrassed."

"What way?" Fu tingye asked faintly.

Cheng wanmiao's watery eyes flashed brightly and Chunbo sent them secretly: "my cousin can falsely agree to her request in front of my aunt and marry... Marry me to make my aunt feel at ease. After her condition is stable, tell her that this is an expedient measure for us."

"False promise?" Fu tingye's face sank a little, and an invisible pressure startled him.

Cheng wanmiao listened to the sharp edge in his words and honestly explained: "there is only the name of husband and wife, not the reality of husband and wife. Moreover, he only acted in front of his aunt and didn't know it in front of others or the soldier's wife in his cousin's heart."

Fu tingye thought she would come up with a good idea. It turned out to be such a way to hide one's ears and steal a bell.

"No." Fu tingye's tone was indifferent.

Can't you?

Before Cheng wanmiao came to Fu tingye, she had thought of all the responses, but she didn't expect the other party to refuse so simply.

She really can't think of any reason why Fu tingye refused her.

Isn't this method good for all three of them? Moreover, it will not harm any interests of the soldier's wife for the time being.

"Cousin, why don't you think so? Is wanmiao not considerate? "

"It's not thoughtless." Fu tingye pondered for a moment. Perhaps he pitied her in his heart. He thought for the sake of the old lady. His tone eased a little, "I don't want to do this. I don't want to owe anything when I marry her in the future."

Not even if it's pretending to help the old lady.

It was also a nominal injustice to her.

Fu tingye said this, ignored Cheng wanmiao, and went straight out of the study.

The weather outside is very good. In winter, the warm sunshine falls through the huge banyan trees in Hou's house, like shining ribbons.

I don't know what Hua Qingxue is doing now. Are you thinking about him?

No, he must go and see the woman.

Fu tingye thought so and kept walking out.

——The courtyard is full of vitality.

Hua Qingxue sent all the canvas she bought last time. Liang Wensheng and Su Shaowen were busy placing the cloth. They were curious and excited when they saw that the master bought so many canvas at one time.

"Master, what are these steps for, military tents or water armor?" Su Shaowen couldn't hold his words. He came up to Hua Qingxue and asked directly.

Hua Qingxue smiled: "well... I'll sell it first. I won't tell you. Then you'll know."

"Oh." Su Shaowen was slightly frustrated.

Liang Wensheng comforted him: "don't be discouraged, younger martial brother. The master's ideas are always bold and innovative. I think it must be a good thing this time. Let's wait for an eye opener."

"Elder martial brother said the same." Su Shaowen smiled at Liang Wensheng.

That smile is innocent and pure, just like the lotus in midsummer, not stained with a trace of impurities, fresh and bright.

Liang Wensheng sighed silently in his heart: Alas, younger martial brother, it's good everywhere. It's just like this... It's a little too handsome.