Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

Looking at the expressions of everyone under the bridge, Song Huixin felt extremely bitter.

"Let's disperse now. If necessary, I will ask Uncle Gong to contact you." Song Huixin tried his best to control his emotions and lowered his voice, "On that day, the bloody enemy will not come too late."

Everyone was ordered to disperse, leaving only Uncle Gong standing on the bridge.

Uncle Gong looked at her, with a flash of pity in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Miss, do you have any plans for the next step?"

Song Huixin shook his head and lowered his eyebrows, "Uncle Gong, let me pack up father's things."

Uncle Gong held back the soreness on the tip of his nose and responded in a low voice, "Yes."

The three of them walked slowly to the main courtyard. There was also a swing in the courtyard, which Sein Fei had made for his young daughter. It was covered with traces of time.

Song Huixin looked away helplessly, forcing herself not to look at the swing.

Standing in front of the study door, Uncle Gong took out the iron key, unlocked the door, and pushed in.

Song Huixin followed her, looking at the furnishings in the study in a daze.

She had never entered her father's study, so she didn't know that the shelves against the wall were filled with toys that she had grown tired of playing with when she was a child, including cloth tigers, rattles, and even paper cranes that she folded when she was bored.

Song Huixin's heart ached, and he walked to the desk in a panic, trying to find something useful from the pile of folders on the table.

Things on the table were neatly arranged, with a pile of letters stacked vertically and only one memorial lying horizontally.

Without thinking, Song Huixin subconsciously picked up the memorial and opened it in front of his eyes.

There is only one sentence in the fold: I have no intention of asking for rewards for this military achievement. I just want to beg the Holy Emperor to allow my daughter to join the army. My daughter practices martial arts diligently day and night to outshine the men and should not be buried in the inner house.

Other than that, there's no nonsense, it's concise and to the point, very Seinfeld style.

Song Huixin swayed twice and asked in a hoarse voice, "Daddy wrote this... did he ask me to join the army?"

Uncle Gong glanced at the booklet and responded in a low voice, "Since the first time the young lady said she wanted to go to the battlefield, the general has often written the booklet, hoping that the Dog Emperor will show his favor and allow women to join the army."

After learning about the general's death, the emperor added the prefix "dog" to Uncle Gong's words.

"It's a pity that the general has become more and more speechless in front of the Dog Emperor in recent years, and all the reports have been lost in the sea without any response." Uncle Gong sighed, and the tip of his nose felt faintly sore again. "The general originally wanted to take advantage of this war between the two countries and return with meritorious service. Asking for a reward for the young lady, who would have expected..."

Song Huixin held the memorial in front of his chest, already bursting into tears, and kept apologizing.

Parents' love for their children is far-reaching, and it does not necessarily have to be expressed in words.

It's a pity that Song Huixin didn't understand it before, but now he understands it, but it's too late.

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Yongcheng Houfu

Fu Rong, still dressed in black, entered the house from the side door, followed Bai Ji and slipped into Chengyuan.

"Madam, you are looking for me." Fu Rong asked in a low voice, holding the scar on his face.

Fang Xu held a piece of walnut cake and was putting it in his mouth. When he saw him coming, he greeted him politely, "Are you ready for lunch?"

There was no emotion on Fu Rong's face, and he responded coldly, "I ate potato pancakes."

Fang Xu didn't expect him to be so sincere. He paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for a few months, but you are much stronger than before."

Especially the two arms, which were much thicker. The sleeves were tightly wrapped around the arms, as if they were about to be stretched open, and they became more and more like a wall.

Fu Rong remained expressionless, "Madam, if she works hard every day, she will become stronger."

We can’t talk any more today!

Fang Xu twitched the corner of his mouth, covering the embarrassment in his eyes, and said softly, "I came to you today because I have something important to ask of you."

<divclass="contentadv"> Fu Rong walked aside and sat down. He raised his thick eyebrows and said in a deep voice, "I know."

"...Sure," Fang Xu smiled awkwardly, "Then I'll cut the story short. Just take a look at such arrow feathers. Can you make them?"

Su Zi handed the tray with the broken arrow to Fu Rong. The latter picked up the broken arrow and looked at it up and down, left and right, and after a long while he said, "As long as I have the materials, my subordinates can do anything."

"Material..." Fang Xu was in trouble and asked in a low voice, "Do you know what material this is made of?"

Fu Rong held the broken arrow and made a conclusion, "From the outside, this arrow looks ordinary, but there is a mystery hidden inside. The materials used are not common."

Fang Xu frowned and whispered softly, "Then do you know where to find this material?"

"My subordinates have it."

"...Can we stop breathing heavily when we talk?"

Fu Rong was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head slowly, "I'm sorry, madam, but Mr. Hou often says that his subordinates are not very bright."

Fang Xu held his forehead and waved his hand helplessly, "That's all, just go and make arrows, the more the better. If you don't have enough money, come to the Marquis and let me know."

Fu Rong blinked and slowly uttered two words, "No need..."

"Don't shirk it with me. I can't let your work go in vain." Fang Xu looked sideways at Bai Ji, who was holding back a smile, and whispered, "Give him a thousand taels first."

"Yes, madam." Bai Ji calmed down his expression, responded in a low voice, and immediately led Fu Rong out of Chengyuan.

-

After noon, Song Huixin returned to the Marquis Mansion, got out of the carriage like a zombie, and staggered towards the Jingyuan.

Bi Luo followed her, wanting to reach out to help her, but she was afraid of offending her master at this moment, so she could only stretch out her arms and help her, staring at the young lady with a pair of watery eyes.

"Huixin?"

Hearing the noise, Song Huixin raised his eyelids, looked back, and saw his mother-in-law who was looking nervous.

"...Mother." Song Huixin forced a smile, and those who looked at her felt more and more sorry for her.

Fang Xu noticed her slightly messy hair and her bun that was much thinner, and sighed softly, "If you don't want to laugh, you don't have to laugh. Why bother yourself?"

The corners of Song Huixin's mouth drooped, and his eyebrows drooped, unwilling to raise his head again.

The girl who had always been proud and bright was now as wilted as an eggplant beaten by frost.

"Huixin, I have found Fu Rong. He has received the order and has already gone to work." Fang Xu frowned and looked at her, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, "If we become a rope, all problems will be solved."

"Thank you, mother." Song Huixin's eyelids moved slightly, but his expression remained dull.

It's not her fault, anyone who suffers one after another will not be able to cheer up anymore.

"Ninth Princess, you don't have any clues, so you can't break in!"

"Song Huixin, a makeup shop has opened in Dongcheng. You can go with me and I will buy you whatever you like!"

Yuan Mi's clear and sweet voice sounded outside, mixed with Ye Ming's exclamation.

Fang Xu frowned, his heart sank, and he secretly thought something was wrong.

Hui Xin is full of hatred now. It is not a good thing for the little princess to come here at this time!

Sure enough, when Song Huixin, who was standing opposite, heard her voice, his numb expression moved a little, and strong murderous intent burst out of his eyes.