Fu Chen got up early to practice boxing and was covered in sweat. After wiping, he went to the guest room for a walk.

Just as Xu Jia came out of the room, he saw him when he was leading the door, and quickly made a gesture of silence, walked over quickly and explained: "Mr. Fu, my young master didn't sleep well last night and is still sleepy now. I guess I have to wait for noon before departure. I'm really embarrassed."

This is a trivial matter, Fu Chen waved his hand: "Since you are sick, you should have a good rest. It's not too late to leave after lunch. Changgui has seen you. If you have any food and food to pay attention to, tell him, and he will tell the kitchen." The man looked spoiled, and maybe he had never lived in such a farm. After all, his family only came here occasionally, and the furnishings in the farm were relatively simple.

Xu Jia thanked repeatedly.

Fu Chen turned around and went to the backyard. His sister was in good health and no longer had to worry about eating with others at the same table. He wanted to accompany her.

Unexpectedly, when he arrived at the backyard, there was no little maid outside, and he was surprised quietly. Fu Chen was puzzled and strode into the main hall. He heard the anxious voice of Nanny Sun Lanxiang inside through the curtain, as if he was begging for something. Fu Chen immediately panicked and picked up the curtain and went in, "What's going on?"

Lan Xiang cried anxiously, knelt down and admitted her mistake: "Second Young Master, please punish me. Last night, I should have been guarding the girl. The girl felt sorry for me and stayed up late and advised me to go back to sleep. I saw that the girl didn't have many pimples on her body. She relied on the girl's soft heart and became lazy, so she really left. She didn't expect that the girl found that the pimples on her forehead had fallen out when she woke up in the morning. She didn't fall out of her own, leaving a...small pit."

She couldn't say anything about the word "pork" no matter what. When the girl inside heard it, it was like sprinkling salt from the wound.

A small pit?

Fu Chen had seen the acne scab on his sister's forehead, which was as big as beans. If it was left with a pit, it could be considered a small pit?

"Go outside and kneel."

Fu Chen's face was as cold as frost.

Lan Xiang went there willingly and took the initiative to kneel in the middle of the yard, where she could be sunburned by the sun.

In the morning, Lan Xiang served Fu Rong, but Fu Rong was driven out not long after he went in, so Madam Sun didn't see the situation on her forehead. At this time, she felt distressed when she saw Fu Chen being angry, and took out a handkerchief to wipe her tears: "It's all my fault. I didn't discipline that girl well, and the girl was tired of suffering..." The girl's family valued her appearance the most, and she left a pockmark. If it was spread, the three of them became tigers and one of them was full of their faces, and the girl's reputation would be damaged.

Apart from her own sister, Fu Chen was most disgusted by the woman crying. Thinking of Madam Sun's constant duty to protect her sister, she suppressed her anger and said, "Madam, don't talk about it first. Madam, I will persuade her to do so before the incident happened. Madam went out first, I will persuade her."

Madam Sun left with red eyes, but it was useless for her to stay here.

The room became quiet, and Fu Chen knocked on the door gently, "Open the door strongly, tell me if you have any grievances, don't be bored by yourself."

Fu Rong sat in front of the mirror, as if he didn't hear it, and just stared at himself in the mirror.

She saw herself in her previous life, because of this small pit, she kept reminding her not to eat or drink when she killed her brother, and her mother was fucked and she didn't coax her. Her father locked her in the room in anger and only gave her three meals a day. At noon that day, she couldn't hold on and ate a table of food cleanly, and from then on she began to figure out how to get rid of the pit.

If she couldn't get rid of it, this pit wouldn't affect her. She still married the best son-in-law of Jizhou, the future prince.

Fu Rong believed that as long as she thought, she would never lose to others because of this trick in her life.

But she just doesn't like it, it is her only flaw. She is tired of always worrying about the fact that Huadian suddenly falls down and is found to have pockmarks on her forehead. She is tired of waking up. The first thing she does is to check whether Huadian is still there, for fear of being seen by the men around her. She doesn't want the men in this life to force her to show him their ugly face like Xu Jin.

But she still took it off with her own hands, while she was asleep.

The anger that had accumulated a long time suddenly surged up. Fu Rong grabbed the mirror and threw it on the ground, lying on the table and cried bitterly.

The harsh cracking sound made Fu Chen pound, afraid that his sister would do something stupid. Fu Chen shouted that his sister would dodge, then took a few steps back and hit him hard.

There was a loud plop, and the door... didn't open.

Fu Rong heard his brother curse, thinking that the door panel was too strong.

I don't know why I burst into tears and laughed.

Turning his head to see, another sound came from there, which shows how anxious Fu Chen was. Fu Rong suddenly felt distressed and quickly advised: "Brother, don't hit me, I'll open the door now." She had been worried about her parents for so long in her previous life, and she couldn't go back as much as she lived.

When he arrived at the door and was sure that the opposite side would not bump again, Fu Rong quickly opened the door bolt and climbed onto the kang before Fu Chen came in.

She wanted to hide in the quilt and slowly relieve her depression, but Fu Chen didn't give her a chance. When she was about to lift the quilt, she turned the person over toughly: "How about it, you're not injured, are you?" She looked at the fragments of the mirror on the ground, and became more and more frightened as she looked at it. She checked her sister's hand first.

Fu Rong lowered his head and his hair was disheveled, "It's okay, I just can't be angry."

Her forehead was covered by her hair, and Fu Chen only saw a pouting mouth.

"Show me." He reached out to pluck my sister's hair.

Fu Rong turned his head and refused to show it to him. Fu Chen insisted on looking. The more Fu Rong thought about it, the more aggrieved he became, and threw himself into his brother's arms and cried: "It's so ugly, it's so ugly!"

Fu Chen asked her to vent her anger and took the opportunity to carefully check her sister's forehead. Seeing that the pit was much smaller than she thought, she might not be able to see clearly if she was far away. Her heart fell back to her stomach. When she looked at her sister's angrily look, she said funny: "It's not ugly at all, it's a big fuss. Such a small pit is not even a pockmark. Is it worth it?"

"You are not allowed to say those two words!" Fu Rong punched him in anger.

"Okay, okay, don't say it, don't say it." Fu Chen surrendered obediently and took out a veil to wipe his sister's tears. "It's really not ugly. It looks quite cute. No one can help but want to click it if you look at it. If you don't believe it, you will hug your brother when you go home. He will definitely touch the pit on your forehead."

"Shut up!"

Even if you can't comfort someone, Fu Rong really didn't want to pay attention to him and pointed at the door and drove someone to the person: "Go back to your front yard. I won't tell you not to come. Also, Lan Xiang is my maid. Why should you punish her? Call her in immediately!"

"Cheng Chengcheng, it turns out that I am meddling in other people's business, right? My aunt!" Fu Chen tweaked her head and went out with a smile.

Lanxiang walked in uneasy.

Fu Rong shook her head and sighed before she spoke: "It was me who was accidentally, it had nothing to do with you. Just prepare water, I want to wash up."

She wanted to go out for some breath, but she understood the truth, but she still felt uncomfortable.

Before Madam Sun could tell her brother, Fu Rong put on the hat and followed the two little yellow gooses with a willow branch in his hand. They might also know that the grass beside the forest was delicious, and they twisted and rushed there. Madam Sun Lan Xiang wanted to accompany her, but Fu Rong was depressed: "You guys are here to watch, I'll wait a moment."

She looked at Jiao, which was actually the most stubborn among the three sisters. Nanny Sun and the other two dared not persuade her again. Fortunately, Lin Zi was not far away and could see it from here, so she asked her to go with confidence.

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The sun just climbed up to the treetops, and the wind blowing on the wind was cool. Fu Rong sat on the ground and watched two little gooses appear and disappear in the grass.

If you think about it carefully, she is not as good as a goose. She eats it whenever she wants and sleeps after eating. She doesn’t have to care about beauty and ugliness. It’s so simple. How good.

I couldn't help but touch the pit on my forehead again, and as I touched it, I got up, picked up a small lump of soil and threw it into the grass.

The two little gossips ran out shakingly, looked around, and got in again.

Stupid and stupid.

Fu Rong was so angry that she was smarter than them at least, so she didn't have to be scared by a little noise.

As soon as the thought arose, Yu Guangli suddenly caught a figure walking out of the woods. He was tall and tall, obviously a man. Fu Rong just thought he was from a nearby villager and looked over casually, but when he saw the other person's appearance clearly, his back was cold.

Xu Jin?

King Su Xu Jin?

Is it because she is dazzled or she is dreaming, Xu Jin, how could Xu Jin be here?

Seeing that the man who was extremely similar to Xu Jin but whose facial features were not as severe and indifferent as in my memory came towards her, Fu Rong's palms were sweating. In fact, when he saw the eyes of the person, Fu Rong confirmed his identity, but she just didn't know how to react. Is this Xu Jin a human or a ghost? Could it be that she blamed her for not being a widow for him and was chasing him for life?

The more I think about it, the more I fear it, the more I dare not move.

She was wearing a veil, and Xu Jin couldn't see her expression clearly, so he just acted as a little girl, just like some noble girls in the capital he occasionally met.

This idea made him feel good.

"Are you the goose maid from the Fu family?" He glanced at the goose in the grass and asked softly.

Fu Rong heard it, but seemed not to hear it. He found something shaking on the ground. Looking at it, it was the shadow of a man.

He has a shadow...

Isn't it a ghost?

The frozen brain slowly regained its rotation. Fu Rong wanted to stand up, realize that his legs were weak, and immediately gave up the idea and asked calmly: "Are you?" As he said that, he turned around and looked at the back door of the village. Seeing that there was no one there, he frowned in annoyance. Where did Madam Sun and the others go?

In Xu Jin's eyes, the little girl sat steadily. I don't know if she didn't take him seriously or deliberately showed her specialness, and simply said: "I am a merchant passing by here and came here to stay last night."

Fu Rong blinked his eyes and understood that he was the one who stayed in the night.

He also came to his own village in his previous life?

Fu Rong didn't know, so he asked in confusion: "It turned out to be you, you, have something to ask me?" In her impression, Xu Jin was definitely not a person who talked to the maid for no reason.

Xu Jin was silent for a moment, and suddenly threw a piece of silver ingot at her feet, "Ten taels of silver, I'll give you an answer."

Fu Rong looked at the silver ingot, thought for a while, but didn't pick it up, "You talk first."

"After entering Jizhou Prefecture, I heard that the magistrate instigated the officials to commit corruption and abuse of power and commit crimes. You are his maid, but have any clues found? If you can tell the evidence, I will redeem you and give you another 100 taels of compensation."

Fu Rong understood.

Xu Jin was passing by Jizhou and was inquiring about the people's feelings.

It will be the three-year performance assessment of the officials at the end of next year. My father in his previous life criticized mediocrely and failed to go to Beijing as expected. Instead, he stayed as the prefect of Jizhou. Could it be because of these rumors? My father was innocent and could not resist slander. If there were any family members who were greedy for rewards and perjury, it would inevitably become a stain.

Thinking of this, Fu Rong stood up, kicked the ingot away, and spat Xu Jin: "Nonsense, I, our master is honest and has done a lot of good things for the people of Jizhou. Everyone praises you, who are you? You actually want to bribe me to frame our master!"

Those who don’t know are not guilty. Since Xu Jin conceals his identity from her, he cannot be angry about her offense. The more she scolds her, the more it shows that her father is a good official, so good that even the servants at home cannot listen to anyone slander them.

Xu Jin stared at her in surprise.

The first time I saw her lose her temper.

No, he hasn't seen it yet.

After glanced at Zhuangzi, he knew that there was still some time. Xu Jin suddenly stepped forward, grabbed her arm and pulled the person into his arms before Fu Rong turned around and ran away, threw the hat and covered his mouth, and finished it in one go.
Chapter completed!