C2

After returning to the Fu family's residence, the guard glared at me. I glared at him impolitely, as I had never been a pushover before, and they all knew it as well. Today, it must have been Miss Fu who said that I was injured on my forehead and expressed her worry.

The weather was really good today. There was a letter in the evening breeze and the sky was filled with sunset. I sat on the stairs and blew for a while. I smiled as I watched the sunset. The Fu Family servants who came and went immediately became vigilant.

Only after walking a little further away did he say, "I don't know what this little bitch is planning, but be careful."

If I want to do something, how can it be left to you?

A little white dog wagged its tail and approached me. I picked up a stone and threw it viciously towards the dog raised by the Fu family. A dog was still a dog, and I was not good to him, but he wagged his tail and tried to please me.

The night was getting darker, and the main hall not far away was filled with lanterns. I was not allowed to go there, and my identity was not to take a step into the Fu family's main hall.

After sneaking into the kitchen, I still only kept some leftovers. The Fu Family's servants were already well-trained and would never leave me any good things. Otherwise, Grandma Fu would have told them to pack up and get out of the house.

If I were Grandma Fu, I would just poison myself to death. But I'm not Grandma Fu, I don't understand the reputation she wants.

The moonlight here is always said to be as gentle as water. I remember the moonlight I saw when I was a child in the Northwest, the vast expanse of clear snow, the cold frost I touched, how real it was. Even though it was so far away and indistinct from me, I could still remember the cold moonlight with its tentacles.

The sound of the flute in the backyard was so sweet and melodious that I went away and stood under the dark peony tree looking at the talented couple. In the moonlight, looking at each other, my eyes were so soft that they looked like they were about to drip.

Feruzzi was sitting on a stone chair, listening to the flute. He was standing facing her towards the north, and under the moonlight, his eyes were filled with deep emotion. I don't care about love at all, but the strange thing was that I could clearly see that it was love.

At the end of the song, Fu Luozhi's hair was lifted up by the wind. Before she could make a move to retract it, he had already gently pulled the flying hair back to her ear. His hand hadn't left her face, it was still by her cheek, just like that as he watched her under the moonlight.

As I looked curiously at him, I suddenly turned my face away and said in a low voice, "Shaobei."

"After a few days, my brother will come over, and then we'll have someone to manage the marriage. Wenzhi, I won't let Shaobei down, you'll always be my wife to Shao Bei, and I'll never marry you in this life."

Fu Luozhi asked shyly, "Shaobei, am I really that good?"

"Alright." He said affirmatively, "Lucid Ganoderma is talented and beautiful, not to mention graceful and elegant. Who else is more suitable than you to be the eldest young mistress of my family? "You don't have to worry about him. Although I have a big brother, he is also a person with another surname."

When I heard this, I almost burst out laughing. I told her to be at ease, wouldn't elder brother surnamed Yi not fight with him for the family's property? Humans, on the surface, were humble, but deep down, they knew better than anyone else.

"You and I love each other, so why would we care about that? Xianglang, I only like you, and now that my parents have acknowledged you, when your big brother comes and invites you out, we can always be together forever."

He said softly to Shaobei, "I will definitely marry you. If I let you down, I will strike down lightning on Shao Bei. I can't..."

Then he took hold of his hand and kissed it gently. The moon passed over the clouds and the sky and the sky and everything went dark.

I have no interest in such disgusting matters. This golden boy and woman has already reached the point where you are not allowed to marry, while I am not allowed to marry.

The moon must not want to see my twisted face, so she hid.