Yu Guang paid close attention to Lin.

Lin bowed his head to talk to Fu Bao.

Shen Qing bit her lip.

Fu Rong didn't want to accompany her in the play, and smirked perfunctorily: "sister, go back quickly, where can the old lady leave you?"

Shen Qing nodded, said goodbye to the three aunts and went back.

The third lady led Fu Mi back to the West courtyard. Lin said hello to Qiao and then left. Fu Bao ran to Fu Rong and pulled her forward for a few steps. She murmured, "don't blame me, my third sister. I was a little uncomfortable a while ago, so I didn't go to play with you. As a matter of fact, I'm really happy for you if you can marry a prince and be a princess

Fu Bao likes Fu Rong. How can Fu Rong be unhappy when she has a good marriage?

Just think of the prince when the side of the princess's sister, always a little uncomfortable. In the past, there was no comparison at home. When my sister came home, she always said that the crown prince was very kind to her. Fu Bao thought that the elder sister married well. The crown prince's side imperial concubine, in the future, the crown prince will become the emperor. The elder sister is at least the head of the palace. How many women can't get a seat. But now, Fu Rong has become Princess su. Fu Bao is happy for Fu Rong, but at the same time, he can't help but feel aggrieved for his sister. Since Fu's daughter is qualified to be a princess, why doesn't the prince marry her sister? The elder sister is so good that she is not inferior to the crown princess in appearance and temperament

A grievance, the eyes turned to tears.

Fu Rong also has a sister, so she understands the complexity of Fu Bao's heart and holds her hand and says, "ah Po, don't cry. I understand everything. You are willing to be happy for me. I'm very satisfied. We can't do anything about some things. We can only look forward to everything and try to live a good life. "

"Well, I know that's what my sister told me." Fu Bao's tears come and go quickly. I'm afraid I'm sorry. I told Fu Rong my heart and ran away.

Qiao asked her daughter curiously, "what are you two whispering about?"

Fu Rong laughed but said nothing.

Qiao nodded her head and inquired again about her daughter's condition in the palace.

In May, the day is hot.

When he stayed in the house, Fu Rong was so cool and dressed that he leaned lazily on the couch with a pair of slender legs looming under the gauze.

Mei Xiang came in with the freshly cut melon slices. After placing the fruit tray, she sat down on the embroidered stool beside the couch, staring at the five colored silk thread in Fu Rong's hand and asked, "girl, who is this thread of long life woven for?"

The Dragon Boat Festival in the past years, the girl only had to make a long life thread for the young master and the six girls. This year's all have been sent out, and her own has long been tied to her wrist. Now how can she make it again? She still uses the best pearls from the master and wife for so many years? Red jade like fire, white jade like ice

"I made it up for myself. I have nothing to do in my spare time." Fu Rong didn't lift his eyelids, and continued to move in his hand. His chin tilted toward Mei Xiang: "feed me a piece. I'm a little thirsty."

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