Fu Rong looked around but couldn't find Xu Jin. He only saw his brother being sent back at some point, lying straight under the jujube tree where he was resting.

Fu Rong should be angry after having a good game, but looking at the bamboo basket next to his brother filled with 700-minute red dates, Fu Rong was angry and laughed again.

Did Xu Jia make the dates for her by himself, or did Xu Jin's order?

I can consider such small things, and I don’t know what Xu Jia thought when he was cooking dates.

When Xu Jin was not found, Fu Rong looked at the objects in her hand and felt it was hot. She could throw away the things that Xu Jin gave away, but this might represent his dragon-patterned jade pendant. In the future, Xu Jin asked her for it, but she said she would lose it. Xu Jin would not be angry to death? A prince's token was used in her hand. It was obtained by ordinary people. Not to mention selling it for money, she could also use some small officials if she used it coincidentally, and even got it by Xu Jin's opponents, and framed it...

Fu Rong didn't want to test Xu Jin's bottom line of indulgence on her.

Hiding the jade pendant close to her body, Fu Rong returned to Fu Chen, squatted down and took a closer look. Seeing that his brother was sleeping soundly, he didn't look like he was having trouble, Fu Rong sat on the ground and looked at the grass and began to ponder.

She came to pick dates in her previous life, but Xu Jin and Xu Yan didn't meet either.

Judging from Xu Xi's meaning, she was forced to come by Xu Yan, and Xu Yan kept taking her around the mountain. What's the point of strolling on the mountain? Xu Yan doesn't like to eat dates. Thinking back to Xu Yan's first meeting, Fu Rong always felt that Xu Yan came to find her specifically today. That guy was gentle and gentle, and he had a lot of thought before getting married. She went out three times and would meet him at least twice.

The first meeting between the two of them was early in this life, and it was nothing strange that Xu Yan chased her on the mountain.

What about Xu Jin?

Fu Rong racked her brains to recall, but couldn't remember where the dates she picked in her previous life. After all, it was different from her own. It was impossible for her to live again and follow the original route. Maybe she went to another place at that time, so she didn't run into the master and servant Xu Jin who was hiding here?

It seems that only in this way can the changes in two lifetimes be explained.

I don’t know what errand Xu Jin was doing, but he was chased and killed. I heard that the two brothers were assassinated after winning the battle in the last life. It can be seen that he has always had a lot of enemies. Perhaps this kind of pursuit is common for him?

Fu Rong could not get involved with such a dangerous person. Xu Jin is the prince, with many masters around him. Those enemies can't do anything about him easily, but if they knew that Xu Jin was willing to marry her, would they point the finger at her "loveman" or even her family?

Fu Rong shivered.

Look, it’s best that Xu Jin is just a temporary lust and is obsessed with it. If Xu Jin is determined to marry her, Fu Rong will definitely dispel his mind.

It was once difficult to convince him, but now it is impossible to make him bored with himself.

Sitting on the ground warmed by the bright sunshine, I thought about my previous life and worried about the future. I don’t know how long it took, but a little noise suddenly came from my side.

Fu Rong turned his head and found that his brother seemed to be about to wake up.

She quickly grabbed the bamboo pole and quietly walked to the jujube tree beside her to make dates.

When Fu Chen sat up in a daze, he saw his sister bent down to pick up dates.

He stared at his sister blankly, always feeling something was wrong.

He seemed to have promised to help his sister pick dates. Her sister walked towards him, and he had no impression of it behind him.

"Brother, are you awake?"

Fu Rong walked here with the dates in his arms. When he saw him sitting, he angrily threw a date away and said, "Who is it? He said he would help me pick dates but lie on the ground and sleep in. He sleeps like a pig and doesn't wake up no matter how hard he pushes it. Next time you do this, I will ignore you!"

"I'm sleeping?" Fu Chen asked blankly by covering the date that hit his neck and rolling down.

"Don't you know if you're sleeping?" Fu Rong looked at him strangely, and then carried the bamboo basket in front of him like a show of flaunt. "Look, I've beaten this myself. Brother, let's go. It's getting late. Dad should be worried if he doesn't go back."

A relaxed and leisurely attitude.

Fu Chen still couldn't figure out why he was asleep, so he stood up in a daze. He didn't know what he thought of, so he raised his hand and touched the back of his neck, looking strange, "Why does it seem like he was stabbed."

Fu Rong scolded Xu Jia in his heart, showed doubts and concerns on his face, and signaled his brother to bow his head: "Show me."

Fu Chen bent down.

His hair was tied up on his head. Because there was an undetectable red dot on his neck that was slightly darkened by martial arts. Fu Rong pretended to be surprised and pressed, "There is a small blood spot. Is it bitten by a bug? Does it hurt my brother?"

Fu Chen shook his head, afraid that his sister would worry, so he cheered up and said, "It's okay, it's normal to be bitten by insects in this kind of place. Okay, let's go." Most of the time I slept for too long and my head was heavy, so I felt something was wrong.

He did not arouse suspicion, and Fu Rong breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Jin's affairs cannot be explained clearly in a few words. Anyway, it's useless for my brother to know, so it's better not to say it.

"Why are there leaves on your head?" When I held the bamboo basket in one hand and held the bamboo pole in the other. When I stood up, I saw Fu Rong's hair in front of me slightly messed up and there were green jujube leaves tied on it. Fu Chen asked puzzledly, and then laughed again, "I'm so stupid, I can hit it even if I make dates myself."

As soon as Fu Rongxin lifted it up, he heard him just saying it, as if he was sitting on a swing and rising and falling. He glared at him in anger: "You are still laughing, hurry up and help me get the leaves down!"

Fu Chen bounced the back of her head first before taking away the jujube leaves.

Fu Rong raised his head and saw Fu Chen's bright smiling face.

Somewhere in my heart, Fu Rong acted coquettishly with his brother: "I can't walk anymore, my brother carries me away."

She also has an older brother, and she is the best brother in the world.

But Fu Chen refused: "I'm almost married. If you are as big as Xuanxuan, I will bear you."

Fu Rong didn't really want him to carry it, just making trouble with him. He walked around Fu Chen and pulled his clothes, complaining as he walked: "When you are old, you are not your sister, brother, you can't be partial..."

"Okay, okay, I can carry you." Fu Chen turned around and handed her the things in her hand: "Hold it."

Fu Rong felt warm in his heart, and his eyebrows were curved with smiles: "Why are you kidding you? Who wants you to carry it, your body is covered with sweat."

"No matter how bad it is, your brother." Fu Chen glared at her angrily and continued to walk forward.

Fu Rong took two dates from the bamboo basket, rubbed them one into his brother's mouth, and the other ate them by himself, and asked him vaguely: "In the future, my brother will marry my sister-in-law. If we can't get along with my sister-in-law, who will my brother be directed to?"

Fu Chen is 16 years old this year and has never thought about the marriage. His wife is still alive. Naturally, he likes to hear her sister: "Of course it's you, no one is as important as her own sister."

Fu Rong grinned, and smiled and thought that Xu Yan might have coaxed Xu Xi like this, and was unhappy again. Sometimes he was his wife, hoping that his husband would value him better than his sister, and sometimes he was his sister, and worried that his brother would help his sister-in-law ignore her. After wandering around for a while, Fu Rong sighed: "Brother, don't worry, we will definitely get along well with our sister-in-law and not make you embarrassed."

Why do sister-in-law and sister-in-law have to distinguish between superiors and inferiors? It is better to live in harmony and everyone is happy. To be fair, sister-in-law is someone who wants to spend his whole life with her brother, and her brother should value his wife more. As for them, Fu Rong believes that no matter whoever has any problems with the three sisters, her brother will stand in front to shelter them from the wind and rain.

She was serious, Fu Chen looked at her and asked, "How did you say this for no reason?"

Fu Rong blinked and pulled Liang Yingfang out: "Yingfang said that she had a cousin from afar and was inconsistent with her sister-in-law, which made her brother frown all day long. Yingfang was always afraid that Brother Liang would marry a bad sister-in-law, so her sister got married to Brother Liang, and Yingfang was so happy."

Fu Chen slowed down, thought about it seriously, and said with a smile: "Silly, when I choose a wife in the future, you can just accompany your mother to check it out. Choose the ones you can get along with you as your sister-in-law, so as to avoid trouble in the future."

This sentence sounds better than the previous sentence. Fu Rong was happy and remembered another thing and hurriedly said, "Okay, this is what you said. Don't choose a good person at that time, but you don't want to marry him." My brother didn't know what he thought in his previous life. He didn't get married until he was twenty-four, which made his mother very worried. This time, he couldn't let his brother be a bachelor anymore. She still wanted to hold his nephew and nieces.

Fu Chen smiled: "It depends on what girl you have chosen for me. If it were a tiger with a tigress, I would rather not go home."

Fu Rong hit him in the arm: "Who is idle and has nothing to do to pick a tigress for you?"

In the refreshing fragrance of dates, the brother and sister played and fell into the mountains.

When she got home, Fu Rong wrapped Xu Jin's jade pendant in a veil and placed it alone in a small box. She kept the keys herself, just waiting for the chance to return them to Xu Jin in the future.

~

After the Mid-Autumn Festival, the sky became colder and colder. The autumn wind blew the bare treetops, and the cold wind brought snow. Xindu was filled with desolate scenery.

Fu Pinyan was released from the Jinshi the year of 19. Before being promoted to the prefect of Jizhou, he had been wandering around Jiangnan. The three sisters Fu Rong were completely Jiangnan girls. Last year, Fu Wan and Fu Xuan were all adaptable. Only Fu Rong didn't like the winter here, the wind was cold, and occasionally the yellow sand was rolled up, and there were not many flowers and plants to see in the yard.

Therefore, after the beginning of winter, Fu Rong rarely went out and went shopping at his own house. He either went to Fu Wan's house to help his sister embroider two small dowry, or went to Fu Xuan's place to check out his writing. There were many people in his family, but he still had a companion.

On this day, Qiao's family counted the New Year gifts prepared for the capital in the warm room. Fu Rong held his younger brother and joined in the fun. He found that there seemed to be more than last year. Leran said: "Brother has made a marriage with the Qin family. Do we have to give the Qin family a New Year gift?"

The family is the second wife of the Marquis of Jingyang. The eldest wife, the Marquis of Jingyang, has two sons and two daughters. The eldest daughter married into the Prince's Mansion and became a concubine. The eldest son Fu Ding got married with the Qin girl of the General's Mansion. The wedding will be in May next year. Fu Ding is upright and kind, and has the style of an elder brother. Fu Rong called "Big Brother" sincerely.

Qiao looked through the fabric and said, "Yes, we have to prepare a big seal next year. Do you want to go to the wedding banquet?"

Fu Rong laughed: "Actually, I don't want to go, but I can't bear to leave my mother, so I will go too."

My daughter said sweetly. Even though she knew it was fake, Qiao was happy. She glanced at her and said, "Look at your performance over the past few months. I will take you there if you are obedient. If you are tempted, then I will coax your younger brother at home. I will only take Xuanxuan to Beijing."

Fu Rong quickly promised that he would be obedient.

When Fu Ding got married in her previous life, she was devoted to Xu Yan. She felt that there was nothing fun in the capital, and she didn't go there because she was bumpy in the carriage. This time, she couldn't miss the opportunity again. When she went to congratulate her, they had to live in the capital for at least ten days and half a month, and maybe they would meet a noble person by chance.

The New Year gift was ready, and Fu Chen led a man to the capital while the moon was relatively idle.

Fu Chen came back at the end of the twelfth lunar month and brought a few cars of return gifts, including four treasures of study for Fu Pinyan and Fu Chen, silk, satin and fur powder for Qiao's mother and daughter, and many specialties in the capital, both of which were all in one place.

The family reunites and celebrates the New Year in a lively manner.

After the New Year, various families began frequent banquets.

The Qi family asked for the sixth day of the first lunar month, and the post was delivered early.

Fu Rong didn't want to go. Last time, Qi Ce was so terrified that he was laughed at, and instinctively wanted to stay away from him.

Qiao still remembers that Qi Ce had hooked up with Bai Zhi and didn't want to take her daughter there, especially the more outstanding second daughter, who was afraid that Qi Ce would target Fu Rong again. However, before the New Year, Qi Zhu invited Fu Rong several times and was pushed by her. Now in the happy season, we can't push it anymore. If the times are too many, it's not good to look good. After all, the two families still have to walk around, so she advised Fu Rong: "Go, you sisters talk to your friends before the meal, and we'll come back soon after the meal." The female family members were all in the backyard and couldn't touch Qi Ce.

Fu Rong thought about it and stayed at home. As long as she arrived at Qi's house, Qi Ce would have no chance to take revenge on her, so he agreed.

On the morning of the sixth day of the lunar month, Fu Rong stayed in the warm bed for a long time before getting up.

Lan Xiang specially picked a plum red fox-haired cloak, hugged it in her arms and praised: "The girl looks the best in this one. Standing in the snow, she looks pretty like a plum blossom fairy."

After being praised by his maid so bluntly, Fu Rong almost sprayed his mouthwash out and wiped his face before saying, "Let's change it, just put on that snow-green piece."
Chapter completed!