Ma'am, please be merciful [Rebirth]

"I haven't seen General Fu for quite a while, why don't you find some girls to accompany you today when you're alone?"

"No, just prepare the food and bring your best wine." After speaking, Fu Qingyu went upstairs to find a place with a wide view.

There are tall buildings everywhere, and the wine flags fluttering in the wind are dazzling, and the streets are crowded with people, bustling and bustling.

Fu Qingyu drank alone with a wine glass in his hand, while the singer on the stage not far away was holding a pipa and singing in a low voice. Although he couldn't make out the words, the tune was full of sadness. The meaning of mourning.

But the guests who were fully seated were only interested in drinking and having fun, and there was a lot of noise.

Like the crisis hidden deep in the prosperous Rong Dynasty, no one has noticed it, so how can they know the desolation in it.

Fu Qingyu, who was born as a general, has seen many corpses on the battlefield, and he doesn't think he is an indecisive person, but he is really disgusted with the intrigue in the court.

Rong Kingdom is like a tall building, if the beams and columns do not match and run against each other, it is conceivable that the tall building will collapse.

Fu Qingyu sighed and drank in a muffled voice, feeling that the surroundings seemed to be completely different from her own situation, and she couldn't tell anyone about it.

"Hey, isn't this General Fu with great military exploits?" The voice was a bit harsh, and Fu Qingyu didn't even bother to look at it.

This handsome young man was holding a folding fan. He was the prime minister's son Qin Yu, a well-known noble young man in the capital, especially famous for his gorgeous articles.

It's just that Qin Yu looks like a human being, but he likes to set up vicious schemes. He can be regarded as a veritable insidious villain.

As the saying goes, it is better to offend a gentleman than to provoke a villain, Fu Qingyu does not want to provoke a whole body of stinky lice.

Maybe Fu Qingyu didn't want to talk to him, but Qin Yu's brows were even more hostile, and he came forward and said angrily: "Fu Qingyu, don't think that after winning a few battles, you can be so defiant."

Fu Qingyu drank the wine to himself, then got up, walked closer and said, "Military achievements are all made by myself, I don't know where Mr. Qin has the confidence?"

Playing with the saber in his hand, Fu Qingyu looked at Qin Yu imposingly.

The servants who followed Qin Yu were also terrified, and they all backed away. Qin Yu asked loudly in fear, "Are you... threatening me?"

"Young Master Qin, don't worry, my sword only cuts the people who should be killed, and I won't injure people indiscriminately."

Fu Qingyu didn't want to tarnish the sword. Looking down at the capital gradually shrouded in darkness, the bright lights were dazzling, and he couldn't help feeling a little tired.

Fu Qingyu never felt tired when he was in danger on the battlefield, but now he is in peace and prosperity, but he is a little sad, as if there is nothing worth relying on in this glory, and that blue shadow can't help but appear in his mind.

"It's getting late, Madam is still waiting in the mansion, this general will not chat with Young Master Qin."

When it was dark at night, Fu Qingyu rode back to the house, and the lanterns were hung in the corridor early.

Normally, Fu Qingyu would take a bath before going to her garden, but at this time Fu Qingyu was eager to take a look at her.

The people in the pavilion sat there quietly, Fu Qingyu stepped forward and stretched out his arms to hug him gently, but he didn't know how to say what was in his heart.

"Ma'am, I miss you."

Fu Qingyu could always smell the fragrance of ancient trees in the mountains beside her, and it was a bit like burning incense in ancient temples when she smelled it carefully. In short, it was very easy to calm people down.

Perhaps it was too sudden, the people beside him never responded, and slowly wrapped their arms around Fu Qingyu.

"You went to hang out in the restaurant again." The woman's voice sounded softly beside her ears, it was more like stating a fact than complaining.

"No, I'm just going to try something new." Fu Qingyu looked sideways at this serious person, and without thinking too much, lowered her head and kissed that fair cheek, rubbed her nose against the side of her face and said clingingly: " Madame is even more mellow and alluring than that wine."

Fu Qingyu's head was pushed away, the woman in front of her looked at her intently, her thin lips parted and said: "Could it be that you're drunk?"

"This general can drink a thousand cups, how can he get drunk after a few drinks." Fu Qingyu blinked mischievously, wanting to get closer.

"But you smell very heavy of alcohol, you should take a bath." The woman turned lightly to avoid Fu Qingyu's approach, but she still carefully supported Fu Qingyu with her hands.

"Okay, mandarin duck bath, how about this?"

"Fu Qingyu!"

"Well, is Madam shy?" Fu Qingyu likes to tease her like this, and she is used to her calm and breezy appearance on weekdays, but now her angry look is cute.

The woman looked at Fu Qingyu, as if wondering if Fu Qingyu was really drunk.

"Fu Qingyu, you're drunk."

Fu Qingyu bent her eyebrows and said with a bright smile: "I'm not drunk, but looking at Madam like this seems to be drunk again."

"why?"

"Because only the wife in the dream is so gentle, and she will not be indifferent to me."

"Why did I treat you like this?" The woman asked with puzzled eyes.

Fu Qingyu, who was leaning on the trend, hugged her and said softly: "This morning I was cruel and drove me out of the house. I haven't returned to the house so late, and I haven't seen you come out to find someone."

The woman replied hesitantly: "You want to hide from me, is it possible that I can catch you back?"

"Why not?" Fu Qingyu leaned against her, wishing to kiss her directly, but he chose to beat this person with force.

Fu Qingyu had no choice but to stick close to her and say, "You are my wife, so naturally you can do anything."

Perhaps the gentle attack was effective, Fu Qingyu could clearly notice that her cheeks were flushed, as if she was the one who was drunk and not Fu Qingyu.

"You smell too much alcohol, you should take a bath."

This time, without waiting for Fu Qingyu to respond, she was dragged straight into the room by her.

Fu Qingyu, who has always loved cleanliness, specially set up a bath in her place.

The mist was lingering, and the room was rather stuffy, but the woman beside her seemed to be embarrassed.

Fu Qingyu laughed secretly, it depends on what you want to do?

"Xiao Yu, take a bath by yourself, I...wait outside."

Before she could move her hand away, Fu Qingyu hugged her lightly, and the two of them fell into the water together.

It's just that when she sensed Fu Qingyu's intentions, she stretched out her hand and slapped her, which really caught people off guard.

Fu Qingyu who sank into the bottom of the water couldn't help being taken aback, thinking that this attack was too ruthless.

I saw that the person on the surface of the water didn't seem to have left, as if he was waiting for Fu Qingyu to come out from the bottom of the water.

Fu Qingyu deliberately didn't come out from the bottom of the water, and saw that figure seemed a little anxious, and also stuck into the water.

Fu Qingyu, who pretended to be drunk and fell into the water, stretched her limbs and pretended to be unconscious. After a while, her whole body was tightly embraced by her, and then the two emerged from the water.

"Xiaoyu wake up!"

Thinking of the previous palm, Fu Qingyu felt aggrieved, but he didn't want her to worry, so he slowly opened his eyes.

"It hurts."

"Did I hurt you just now?"

Fortunately, I still remember the slap for no reason just now, Fu Qingyu looked at her full of resentment and said, "Ma'am, you hit me unexpectedly."

"You dragged me into the water. I thought you were playing tricks on someone. I acted in a moment of panic. I didn't intend to hurt you." The woman explained while holding Fu Qingyu worriedly.

Xu was afraid that she would really hurt Fu Qingyu, so she opened her clothes slightly, and her eyes inspected seriously and intently.

But Fu Qingyu couldn't bear to be stared at by her like this, and slightly lowered his head, kissed the slightly frowning brow and sighed: "Ma'am, are you perfunctory because you like me or because of your previous life?"

"Xiaoyu, why do you ask such a question?"

"I mentioned the past life in Lianchi that night, but I haven't heard you mention it since then."

The woman's eyes flickered, avoiding Fu Qingyu's gaze, and responded in a low voice: "The previous life is over, and everything is over."

"But you obviously can't forget the past, otherwise you wouldn't always hold the bell and miss it alone." Fu Qingyu didn't know what was wrong with her.

Perhaps she appeared with such an unknown origin back then that Fu Qingyu always felt that it might just be a dream, and when she woke up, she was still the only one struggling in this conspiracy.

According to the past life, Fu Qingyu really couldn't believe that a person who was so calm to him in front of him would be full of joy to another person.

Even if that person was his previous life, Fu Qingyu couldn't accept it, because Fu Qingyu couldn't feel what the so-called previous life was at all.

But now she has never opened her heart to herself, and she even seems to be tactfully refusing.

This may not be because of Fu Qingyu's suspicion, but because she never had the fanaticism of liking anyone in her eyes, only when she held the bell in her hand and looked out the window alone, it seemed that her heart really cared.

Fu Qingyu really felt that the concern was not her own.

"Xiao Yu, what's wrong with you?" The woman in front of her seemed surprised by Fu Qingyu's sudden change of mood.

"Would you still like me if there was no previous life?"

If she really liked it, then she should nod her head.

But the person in front of him hesitated and didn't answer, he just said hesitantly: "I want you to live well."

"Why didn't you answer my question just now?"

"Too many things happened in the previous life, I don't know how to tell you, there are too many connections between them."

"Is it so difficult to choose between liking and disliking?" Fu Qingyu has never been so depressed, looking at the woman in front of her with reddish eyes, her expression is still as calm as usual.

Only I was trying my best to please her like a clown.

Fu Qingyu felt that it was really embarrassing to be in front of her like this, so she wanted to turn around and leave, but she stopped her.

"You suffered too much because of me in the previous life, and now I want to protect you well. Since I'm married to you, why do you have to compare with the previous life?"

"Obviously you are obsessed with the past, how can you say that I have to compare?" Fu Qingyu responded with her head tilted.

The arm around Fu Qingyu never let go, a sigh resounded clearly beside her ear, and then fell into silence again.

Fu Qingyu really hates it, not getting a response, but full of expectations, it's really annoying!

"You let go, I'm going back to my room to rest."

"I want to let go, will you be angry?"

Does this still need to be asked?

Fu Qingyu, who was about to explode with rage, said full of resentment: "Since you don't like me, why should I be angry?"

"Who said he doesn't like you anymore?"

"Then you just avoided answering?"

The person behind suddenly approached, kissed Fu Qingyu's side face, and then did not distance himself, but got very close and said: "I just remembered that Xiaoyu in the previous life was very good, but I was not good enough."

These words were full of helplessness and even restrained affection, which was very similar to her temperament, but she herself didn't seem to realize it.