Remarry the Farmer

Ruan Tianqi was neither arrogant nor impatient, his every move fell into the eyes of the eldest prince Long Zehao who was watching from a distance, and he was very satisfied. Such talents will come under his own banner one day. He came today to discuss important matters with King Jin, but he happened to see Ruan Tianqi's performance. On the battlefield, he was majestic, and Long Zehao couldn't help but sigh, that blue is better than blue.

Seeing that the two had decided the winner, Long Zehao stepped forward and clapped his hands to congratulate him: "Tian Qi, good martial arts."

Ruan Tianqi turned his head and saw that the person who came was Long Zehao. He was slightly surprised, but saw that King Jin had already greeted him: "The prince, please here."

Long Zehao nodded, and after holding a fist and saluting with King Jin, he didn't rush, and asked Ruan Tianqi: "The king and King Jin still have important matters to discuss. After the discussion, can Tianqi go to Wanfu Tower together?"

Ruan Tianqi just wanted to refuse, but he saw King Jin agree to one step earlier: "Naturally have to go."

King Jin knew that Ruan Tianqi was hindered by Long Zehao's identity, and now several princes are fighting each other for imperial power, Ruan Tianqi does not want to participate. But when Ruan Tianqi came to Beijing, he needed to make friends and stabilize himself. In the future, he will be able to seize a party of princes.

Seeing that King Jin had already promised Ruan Tianqi could not refute King Jin's face, he had to remain silent.

In Pingnanhou's mansion, an unexpected guest came to Wang Xiushu's courtyard. Feng'er. Since seeing Feng'er looking at Ruan Tianqi with admiring eyes infatuated yesterday, Wang Xiushu finally knows why Feng'er is so hostile to him.

She had no good intentions with Feng'er anymore, and told Mother Zhao that she would not meet with her because of something. Feng'er waited for a long time in the hall. Mother Zhao came to tell Wang Xiushu's meaning. Feng'er's body was slightly startled and slowly got up from the chair.

Wang Xiushu's temperament is cold, but he will not shut out the guests who come to Qingfengyuan. Today's Feng'er had a closed door, and she knew it in her heart. As Xiaoliu said, Wang Xiushu has seen through her thoughts.

She was not in a hurry, got up slowly and walked to the courtyard. Mother Zhao saw her walking to the red plum in the courtyard and stopped. The branches of the red plum were covered by snowflakes and condensed into ice spots. The petals are undisturbed and bloom in full bloom.

"This plum blossom has the same temperament as the young lady," she turned her head and said to Mother Zhao. From the fur fur, she stretched out her slender hand and gently stroked the snowflakes on the branches. Mother Zhao looked at her questioningly, thinking whether she should come forward to stop her, and saw Feng'er withdraw her hand, and she was supported on the sedan chair by the girl.

Wang Xiushu knew that Feng'er was here to test her, but Wang Xiushu was just giving her an answer she wanted to know. No matter what she thinks of Ruan Tianqi, she is now the eighth wife of Ruan Juan, the Hou Ye in Pingnan Houfu. She gave Feng'er an offense just because she wanted to let her know her identity.

If Feng'er is smart, she will naturally understand Wang Xiushu's thoughts.

Mother Zhao went into the room and told Feng'er that she had already left. Wang Xiushu nodded, she was looking at a letter in her hand. It was Ruan Susheng who asked Quesheng to befriend her. In the letter, Ruan Susheng told him that he had been checking the identity of the person behind the Xiaoliu family. Perhaps it was not a small source, and perhaps it was directly related to Zhao Yumin's death.

Wang Xiushu burned the letter and threw it into the stove. What she can confirm now is that Zhao Yumin's death is inseparable from the Liu family, but it is not yet known whether Pingnan Houfu also participated in the entry.

The young man from the mansion came to report that Ruan Tianqi would not go back to the mansion for dinner at night. Wang Xiushu nodded, and ordered Mother Zhao to prepare a few dishes in the evening.

On the second day, Wang Xiushu and Ruan Tianqi went to Heming Hall as scheduled to attend Ruan Tianxuan's 100-day banquet. Xiaoliu's heavy makeup is in full bloom, coquettish sitting beside Ruan Juan, Bai and Yu are naturally jealous when seeing Xiaoliu's limelight, and they greet them with ugly smiles. Only Liu sits quietly, as if everything around her has nothing to do with her.

After lunch, Xiaoliu suggested that all the female relatives go to Fuliuyuan for a comment. The old lady was old and she stopped at seeing Xuedalian and did not participate in the gathering of the juniors. Ruan Tianqi still had things to deal with in the Xijing camp, so he bid farewell to Wang Xiushu and went on horseback and left.

The Fuliu courtyard is lit with warm incense, and the fragrance is pleasant. Xiaoliu served tea for the ladies and talked about parenting experiences. Seeing everyone chatting happily, Feng'er couldn't sit still. She stepped forward and stopped beside Wang Xiushu, and asked softly, "Can you talk to me?"

Wang Xiushu naturally knew that Feng'er was coming to see her, and it was time to tell Feng'er clearly. Wang Xiushu nodded, got up and walked out of the hall with Feng'er. Xiao Liu looked at the back of the two leaving, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. Feng'er finally figured it out and wanted to do it.

The two walked to a courtyard. The stream under the courtyard had frozen a thin layer of ice in winter. Feng'er stared at the water, chilling spontaneously. But since she had invited Wang Xiushu out, naturally she couldn't look back.

"Madam Young Master should already know what I want for Young Master." Feng Er rushed directly into the subject, which surprised Wang Xiushu. She originally thought Feng Er would deal with her for a while.

Wang Xiusu nodded: "What do you want to chat with me?"

"I really envy you. I can have such a good husband. Why can't I have it. I can only accompany an old man. Have you ever thought that this is not fair to me."

Feng'er's words made Wang Xiushu a little amused. It was her own choice that she became the eighth wife of Hou Ye in Pingnan Hou Mansion. How can it be fair to say.

"Since you have become the eighth wife of Lord Hou, and you have his flesh and blood in your belly, you should feel at ease with what you have now," Wang Xiushu said, seeing Feng'er biting her lip, with a complex expression, "this is true for you." The best choice, you know where Pingnan Hou Mansion is. If you keep thinking about it, what will happen to you?"

the best choice? Feng'er laughed mockingly. In a daze, she recalled the figures of He Lan and Dong Ke. What is the best choice? Does she have a choice?

"As long as you are not there, Tian Qi will see me one day? What about the Eighth Lady? Sooner or later, Tian Qi will become the son of Pingnan Houfu. As long as I can get his idea, I will become the master of Qingfengyuan sooner or later. "This is what Xiaoliu had said to her. She walked into Wang Xiushu and slammed Wang Xiushu's arm with her hand. "Why do you have such a lofty identity as a country girl like me, but you have such a lofty identity! what!"

Wang Xiushu wanted to shake her hand away, but Feng'er's strength was so great that she couldn't get rid of it. The red sleeves in the distance saw that Wang Xiushu had difficulty thinking of stepping forward, but was stopped by Feng'er's close maid beside him.

"What do you want to do?" Wang Xiushu felt uneasy in her heart. Feng'er's eyes were like dead ashes, making her chill. A faint smile was raised at the corner of Feng'er's mouth, and Wang Xiushu was pushed hard. Wang Xiushu took two steps back, but saw Feng'er leaning backwards and falling into the lake.

The water in winter is really cold.

Feng'er was thinking in her heart, closing her eyes and swallowing her in the cold lake.

Before Wang Xiushu came back to her senses, she heard Feng'er's maid screaming in shock: "The Eighth Madam has fallen into the water! The young lady pushed the Eighth Madam into the water!"

Wang Xiushu suddenly came back to her senses, she was fooled. Feng'er used her own life to frame her, is she crazy!

When everyone heard the sound, the servants who were familiar with water had already jumped into the lake and picked up Feng'er, but Feng'er had been unconscious and had weak breathing. Xiaoliu stood in the middle of the crowd, she won! She won the bet!

Feng'er fell into the lake in front of everyone, and Wang Xiushu naturally couldn't wash it clean.