Mu Jia Han looked down and said haughtily, "you can say it in front of the emperor? Fu QingHan is very important to the emperor. His wife must be approved by the emperor. No matter what means you use to let him marry you, when the emperor wants to investigate, you'd like to see how you can leave Kyoto crying! "
With that, she turned and left with a stiff back.
Lu Xiaohua looked at her back and sneered.
Sometimes the more arrogant you are, the more guilty and uneasy you are.
"Madame?"
Lu Xiaohua shrugged: "it's OK, let's go."
But she still thought that if Mu Jiahan left behind, Fu QingHan was the emperor's sword. The emperor certainly didn't want any accident with this sword. She might choose a suitable wife for this sword directly. This sudden appearance of her might really be "gone" by the emperor.
However, she believes that her husband, if he is not sure, will never be so generous to announce their relationship.
After eating, appreciating the flowers, showing their talents and chatting with each other, it's almost time for the flower feast to end.
Xiaoli personally sent Lu Xiaohua out, just out of the gate, a tall horse stopped in front of them.
Seeing the man on the horse, Miss Li covered her mouth with a low cry.
Fu QingHan only nodded her head as a greeting, and then extended his hand to Lu Xiaohua: "I'll take you home."
At that moment, Lu Xiaohua, who boasted of his thick skin, could not help blushing: "I wish I could take a carriage."
It's not proper to ride together in public.
The next second, a strong capture of her, she found herself flying up, and so she reacted, she has been sitting in front of the cold side.
Fu QingHan said to the same silly Miss Li, "thank you for your hospitality today. I have something important to do today. I'll come to visit you with my wife another day."
Then, without waiting for the reply of qingguogong's daughter, Fu Qingqing took his wife with him, and in a moment, their husband and wife disappeared.
As soon as they got out of the gate, they were ready to leave in the carriage
The only maid who was still very sober saluted Miss Li: "the little one left first."
Looking at the servant girl of Mrs. Fu who left with the carriage, Xiao Li suddenly sighed: "how do I feel that Mrs. Fu is a good match for the commander?"
Although Miss Biao, who wanted to calculate Lu Xiaohua, did not want to admit it, she said, "yes, it's a little bit."
It's not just the two of them. Even if they say what's right, only they know the bitterness in their hearts.
Who really doesn't want his husband to have only himself in his heart and love himself? Who doesn't want to be a husband?
But the reality is that they are bound by the "virtuous and virtuous" rules and regulations. They can only hope that their husband can care more about them, but they dare not even mention it.
If you go out to a small party, no matter how many girl guards you have, it's better for your husband to pick you up.
Of course, this is the thought and desire of these married women who have fantasies about their husbands.
Unmarried girls with good ideas, some are noisy, some are sour, and some are so angry that they want to tear up their handkerchiefs.
The last one is mu Jiahan. She stares at Fu QingHan's direction of riding away, and tugs at her handkerchief with a haze on her face.
"Even if you stare, he won't look back at you."
Mu Jiahan was surprised. When he looked back, he saw Qian Qianqian Xinger standing beside her, waving the fan in his hand.
Mu Jiahan opened his face and said, "I don't know what you're talking about."
"I say you are stupid..." Qian xing'er said softly, "don't be angry. What I said is wrong. There are many allies around you. You don't know how to make use of them. You should be the first bird to threaten others and let them be on guard against you. Everything you do in the future will be half discounted."
"Allies? Ah Mu Jiahan looks at the expensive girls who have left one by one. She said so well before that she wanted to deal with Lu Xiaohua with her. As a result, she bought them off with a few mouthfuls of fat, and none of them could be used.
"Do you really expect these idiots?" Qian Xinger looked weak and had a pretty face, but his words were very impolite. "They can only make use of it in a small way. They can't make a big deal."
Mu Jiahan looked back at her again: "what do you mean?"
"These women say that it's good for them to be cold, but actually they know something. The helper you want to find has to have practical effect. You think, who doesn't want him to marry Lu the last time?"
Mu Jiahan just wanted to talk about the emperor, because not long ago she threatened Lu Xiaohua with the emperor, but when the words came to her mouth, she thought of two other people.
The emperor is not what she can control, and she is not sure what the emperor thinks, because up to now, the emperor has nothing to say.
However, mu Jiahan had an idea in his mind, and then he also wanted to think about this one: "I said Miss Qian, why do you help me? Don't tell me you just want to be a sister with me? ""Me? Ha ha, I said I just want to join in the fun. " Qian Xinger turned around with a smile and went to her own carriage.
Mu Jiahan couldn't see through that.
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"Yo Hoo!"
Lu Xiaohua excitedly raised her hands. The wind in front of her made her hair fly back. It was very exciting and refreshing to move forward on horseback.
She wanted to ride a horse a long time ago, but she was pregnant at that time. After the baby was born, they separated again. Her only experience was that she was "hijacked" by Gu Cheng, which almost made a shadow.
Just now, when she was swept onto the horse by Fu QingHan, she was really scared. Not only was she embarrassed to ride together on the street, but also because the horse was higher than she imagined. When she ran, she always felt that she was going to fall down. She closed her eyes and hugged Fu QingHan.
When the horse ran out of the city and ran wildly in the suburbs, Lu Xiaohua, who had been steadily supported by the cold, tried to open his eyes.
When she got used to it, she began to feel good.
She was happy to return to want to share with a man, the result of the first on the man has been looking at her eyes.
In the wind, she yelled: "you'd better watch the road, what if the horse ran to hit the tree?"
His response is to hold her chin to keep her from turning back, and then lower her head...
Lu Xiaohua's heart is beating in her throat, and she is afraid and nervous. She can't see the front, only the corner of her eye can see the scenery of constantly retrogression. She wants to push away the cold, but she can't push him away. And slowly, her strength is as soft as being absorbed, She had to struggle to hold him.