Become the favorite of the sickly lady

At the age of 19, Lin Qian, who was treasured in the mansion, finally got through the switch of "emotion" by Fang Fei's "husband-in-law".

"Qian'er, do you have any requirements for your future husband-in-law?"

"Miss, Qian'er doesn't want to bring up this topic."

From Fang Fei's resistance at the very first mention, to:

"Miss, do you really want to find Qian'er a husband?"

"Ah."

Slowly accepting this thing is a bit curious, and then:

"Miss, what does Qian'er's husband-in-law look like?"

"This... I don't know either. After all, Qian'er said that she would always be with Miss."

"Miss~"

Then to the shy and ignorant expectation, it took only two months.

The 19-year-old Lin Qian is as beautiful as a painting. The appearance of her first love makes people's heart skip a beat, and she just wants to hide it so that no one will find out.

But in just two months, the coughing up of blood has turned into coughing once every two or three days. Even if Fang Fei's heart is in torment, the reality is telling her ruthlessly that there is no time for her to waste.

Envy is the province of those who have long years to spend lavishly.

Fang Fei skillfully burned those painful pains quietly like those coughing up veils, and used all her contacts to find a family for Lin Qian who could guard her, protect her, and make her a happy life.

Lin Qian was very well protected by her. Although she had carefully taught her how to behave and deal with others, she knew too little about the dangers of the world, so she always behaved naively.

So you can't ask for something that is too powerful.

Those who are too rich cannot ask for it.

You can't want to play tricks on others.

Those with evil mothers can't take it.

"Miss is really kind to the maid."

"Fang's mansion even put so much effort into the maid's marriage, it's really amazing."

"Maybe it's just a good way for the young ruler in Fangfu to gain another reputation."

Because of Fang Fei's big fanfare, everyone talked about it, whether it was praise or criticism, Fang Fei's ears were heard.

Fang Fei just laughed it off, without affecting her thoughts.

Because of too much consideration for gains and losses, the selection of candidates took two months, and the spring day has already passed.

In the early summer, there were many thunderstorms, and when they came, they were urgent and violent, and the sky was a little gloomy.

Lin Qian lit a candle, looked at Fang Fei who was sitting quietly, hesitated to speak, seemed angry or resentful.

Fang Fei smiled and waved.

"Qian'er, come here, I've already chosen a candidate for you."

"Choose...a good candidate...what is...what does he look like?"

In the room, Lin Qian's blush spread from her ears to her face, and her eyes were slightly bright, extremely bright.

"He~

I won't tell you if you don't come here. "

"Miss~"

Immediately, Lin Qian became a little anxious, ran over in small steps, pulled Fang Fei's clothes, and drew a long tail.

Soft and full of tenderness.

What he did was the future husband-in-law.

The soreness and pain were more turbulent than ever before, so well prepared, the smile on Fang Fei's face still froze.

"Qian'er knows that Miss is the best~"

The clothes were pulled flatteringly, and the soft voice brought out a little sweetness.

Fang Fei's eyelashes trembled a few times, she took a long breath silently, and her voice was a little soft:

"That man just passed his twentieth birthday this year. He is a scholar. He never married a wife because he wanted to gain fame in the exam.

He lost his father since he was a child, and lives with his mother. He is the most filial person. Although his family is poor, he is not a pedantic person who does not listen to things outside the window.

Neighbors in the neighborhood have good reviews. "

"Then he is so nice...would he like me?"

The blushing girl's eyes were full of water, looking forward to and apprehensive, full of expectations for the person who will accompany her for a lifetime in the future.

Fang Fei's fingers unconsciously pinched into the flesh, in the sharp pain, the smile on her face was gentle and sure:

"Naturally.

Qian'er is so good, she deserves the best. "

"Miss is fooling Qian'er again.

It's just what the lady said, so Qian'er believed it. "

Lin Qian wanted to tighten her expression, but finally couldn't help but laughed happily.

It's so sweet and beautiful.

Yes, her shallow baby is always pretty.

happy time.

sad time.

when you are sad.

When shy.

They are all beautiful.

It's so good that I can't get enough of it.

It's just that time, no matter how precious it is, sometimes passes too quickly.

After choosing a family, choosing a relative, preparing a dowry, and agreeing on a date to propose marriage, two months passed by and the wedding day has arrived.

Summer has come to an end, but the sun is still bright and warm. With the help of Dr. Lin's acupuncture and rouge, Fang Fei finally brought out a bit of girlishness in the early morning of the sun. .

"Miss, if Qian'er doesn't want to marry, she just wants to be with Miss."

Lin Qian, who had always been joyful and full of anticipation, knew that she was going to get married and leave Fang's mansion today, but she felt a little apprehensive about the future, so she pulled Fang Fei's sleeve and asked Ai Ai in anticipation.

"Silly Qian'er, there's no one who comes to the door to propose a kiss and still regrets it."

"But...but..."

There were tears in Lin Qian's eyes, full of reluctance to Fang Fei.

From the beginning to the end, Lin Qian didn't know her intentions.

She has the most sincere concern and caring for her.

That's why people are easily trapped in it, and there is no place to turn over!

Fang Fei sighed inwardly, and raised her hand to stroke Lin Qian's long hair with extreme restraint.

"Miss~"

Unknowingly, Lin Qian rubbed her fingertips with attachment, like a coquettish cat.

"But there's nothing wrong with it.

Qian'er embroidered such a beautiful wedding dress.

The husband also immediately came to marry with a sedan chair.

Now all you need to do is to dress up beautifully and get married happily. "

"But Qian'er is gone, what should Miss do?"

Lin Qian's scorching tears dripped down again and again, mercilessly piercing through the hard shell of Fang Fei's heart, piercing into the fragile softness.

Fang Fei unconsciously clenched her lips, pressed her fingers to comfort her, and hugged Lin Qian in her arms.

That body was warm and soft, with a faint medicinal fragrance, and he gently grabbed her sleeves without any resistance.

This is her shallow son.

hers!

Greedy cried out unwillingly.

"Little Miss."

Lin Qian raised her head, her hair was slightly disheveled, her face was slightly flushed, and her dark eyes were ignorant and attached.

Those unreconciled and greedy thoughts were defeated in an instant.

Fang Fei let go of her hug, stretched out her fingers and gently touched Lin Qian's forehead.

"Yeah~"

Lin Qian screamed softly, covered her forehead with her hands, and the tears in her eyes fell down unconsciously.

Fang Fei smiled slightly, her eyes were tender and affectionate:

"Qian'er, Fangfu is so big, I will take good care of myself.

Besides, haven't you already chosen a girl who suits me?

Besides, you can also come to me in the future. "

"……is that so?"

"Of course it is."

"That…"

"Go.

Qian'er, you should dress up well and put on the wedding dress embroidered by yourself.

When the sound of the lock is heard, Qian'er's husband will come to marry him, and he will surely envy others. "

"...Miss, you made fun of Qian'er again~"

"How could it be a joke, I really want to see Qian'er in her wedding dress."

I really want to put on the wedding dress for Qian'er myself.

"Then Qian'er is going to change clothes."

"it is good."

The early morning sun began to bring warmth, but Fang Fei only felt a little cold in her heart, but she kept smiling, even though Lin Qian's figure had disappeared.

Because only with a smile, there is no room for those sorrows to be revealed.

The author has something to say: the next chapter ends the previous life, make a fist!