After returning to Hongyixuan, Hongxiu asked all the maids serving him to go out.

She sat at the dressing table and took off her veil.

Hongxiu looked at the pure and beautiful face in the mercury mirror, and slowly stretched out her hand. When her fingers touched the mirror, she paused, and then gently stroked the cold mirror. She curled up the corners of her mouth, and her eyes were full of potential.

must.

Originally, she heard that Fang Zheng was very protective of his wife, so he must have something special about him, but when she saw him today, it was nothing more than that.

She thinks that her appearance is not inferior to Mrs. Fang's, and her methods are beyond Mrs. Fang's reach.

One day, she will replace that woman and become the person beside Fang Zheng.

Button, button, button.

There was a knock on the door.

"Hongxiu, mom is here to see you."

Putting aside her ambition, Hong Xiu responded.

The Madam pushed the door open and came in. She took a look at Hongxiu's clothes, then glanced at the veil next to her, and asked strangely: "I heard the person at the door said you were out? If you have something to do, please tell Xiao He and let her take care of it. What are you doing now?"

It's better not to go out. Since you want to leave me, Hong Yixuan, it's better for people to forget you as soon as possible."

No man wants his woman to serve another man.

"I know it well." Hong Xiu carefully recalled Feng Qing's outfit. Although Feng Qing's appearance was comparable to hers, the dress really made her a little stunning.

The style was something she had never seen before, and the embroidery on the hem was exquisite and eye-catching. She thought that no one in the entire Liangzhou City could wear it like this. Could it be that Mrs. Fang's clothes were all sent from Kyoto?

Her appearance is not inferior, and her attire is naturally no worse than that one's.

"Mom, could you please help me find some embroiderers with superb embroidery skills." Hong Xiu wiped the lipstick from her lips, and her lips suddenly looked pale, and her face became a little sickly.

"What's wrong? You don't like wearing these clothes anymore?" The Madam agreed with her face, "It's not my mother who told you, your clothes should be changed. You wear so plainly all day long, and I really can't let you add more color.

, if my red sleeves are the bright red skirt on the ship, not only to our Lord Governor, but also to a larger official residence in Kyoto, that would be fine."

"Mom, don't say that. I know the path I want to take." Hong Xiu interrupted the Madam's fantasy.

Fang Zheng was able to serve as the magistrate of Liangzhou on his own in just two years. Within half a year of coming to Liangzhou, Yuan Zhonghai was dismissed and would never be able to stand up again, let alone the emperor who traveled thousands of miles to send him a reward.

Fang Zheng's future is absolutely unlimited.

"Okay, then Mom will not mention this. I will find an embroiderer for you right away. Mom will definitely make you some extremely beautiful clothes. Then Master Fang will be stunned." The Madam twisted her body.

Out the door.

Hongxiu didn't take Madam's words to heart. What she wanted was never Fang Zheng's favor.

At this time, at the door of Fang's house, Feng Qing felt a little palpitated for no reason. She covered her heart and staggered.

Fang Zheng, who was walking behind her, quickly stretched out his hand to hold her in his arms, and directly felt her pulse with his other hand.

"Maybe I was a little anxious when I got off the car. Don't worry, Mr., I'm fine." Just now, as if he had misunderstood, Feng patted Fang Zheng's arm, signaling him to let go of him.

His pulse was faster than usual, presumably because he was frightened, but there was nothing wrong with him. Only then did Fang Zheng let go. "Madam, please don't blame yourself. My husband will definitely make Aunt Jin recover."

The courtyard given by the emperor was large, so Fang Jiang and Aunt Jin naturally lived in the main house, sharing a room with each other. Fang Zheng and Fang Erlang carried Aunt Jin into the house and placed her on the bed.

Mrs. Fang Jiang followed closely. Seeing that Aunt Jin's legs were wrapped tightly and she was not very energetic, her eyes suddenly turned red. She did not dare to shout loudly. She only waited for Fang Zheng and Feng Qing to tell Aunt Jin.

After settling down, he pulled Feng Qing aside and asked in detail.

When Feng Qing finished telling what happened, Fang Jiang's tears fell.

"Why did this happen?" Mrs. Fang Jiang wiped away her tears, "That thief who killed a thousand people, I want to break his legs!"

After spending several years together with Aunt Jin, Mrs. Fang Jiang has long regarded Aunt Jin as a biological sister. She wished she could break both the thief's legs.

"Then the thief was caught?" Mrs. Fang Jiang hated the thief as much as she felt sorry for Aunt Jin.

"I caught him and have sent him to the government office. My husband said I won't let him go lightly. Mom, don't be angry. It's not good for your health." Feng Qing advised.

"Your Aunt Jin has suffered a lot, but luckily she can recover." Mrs. Fang Jiang sighed again, "No, I have to go to the temple to pay my respects in a few days, but I have to wish your Aunt Jin a speedy recovery."

"I'll go with my mother."

Mr. Fang Jiang nodded.

When Fang Zheng and Fang Erlang came out, Mrs. Fang Jiang took Fang Zheng and asked her again, confirming again and again that Aunt Jin would be fine in the future, and then she quietly entered Aunt Jin's room.

After comforting Aunt Jin for a while, she asked Aunt Jin to have a good rest. She turned around and went out, planning to buy some bones herself and make soup for Aunt Jin to drink.

She couldn't feel at ease if Fang Jiang was not allowed to do things, so Fang Zheng asked Yang Bingdong to follow Fang Jiang.

Even after what happened to Aunt Jin, Mrs. Fang Jiang did not refuse her son's protection.

After moving to his new home, Fang Zheng asked people to deliver vegetables and meat every day. Today, there happened to be no big bones, so Fang Jiang had to go out in person.

Because Aunt Jin was injured, everyone in the family was in a low mood. Even the children sat quietly in a corner of the yard, watching the adults busy at work.

According to Fang Zheng's prescription, Aunt Jin had to drink a few more pills today. Feng Qing made a fire to boil the potion. She looked back at Tuanzi who was sitting honestly on the stool. She felt very distressed. Feng Qing waved to Tuanzi.

The little boy's eyes lit up, he quickly got up and ran over.

"Slow down, mother is waiting for our dumplings here." Feng Qing said quickly.

Only then did Tuanzi slow down.

After Aunt Jin was injured, most of Feng Qing's attention was focused on Aunt Jin. She was still so young, and he saw with his own eyes how Aunt Jin was injured, so he was inevitably a little scared.

Tuanzi rushed over and hugged his mother's legs, clumsily comforting her, "Mom, don't cry, Tuanzi will help you."

The more sensible the little one became, the softer Feng Qing became. She picked up her son and kissed his face, "Then Tuanzi and mother will make medicine together for grandma, okay?"

"Yeah." Tuanzi hugged Feng Qing's neck, then stretched out his little hand and patted Feng Qing's back decently, "When Tuanzi grows up, study hard and become a doctor so that grandma won't be hurt.

"

Tuanzi tried to comfort her, but Feng Qing was reluctant to destroy his wish. She smiled and said: "Okay, then Tuanzi must study hard. In the future, he will not only study medical books, but also learn kung fu and protect grandma."

"And mother." Tuanzi couldn't leave his mother behind.

The stagnation and sadness in Feng Qing's heart were dispelled by Tuanzi's milky words. She hugged Tuanzi tighter and took a breath, feeling as if her heart was soaked in warm water.
Chapter completed!