Eunuchs are not easy

After Fu Huan dealt with the two of them, he was dragged away by Fu Qing again.

He led Fu Huan to an empty corner without a word, and stood with his back to her for a long time, but when he turned around, he hesitated to speak.

"Brother, just say what you have to say!" Fu Huan's eyes fluttered, and he finally settled down, feeling very guilty. He couldn't have recalled it and knew that he had peeked at it before.

"There are still many things in the front hall. My uncle can't do it alone."

"Huan'er, do you have anything to tell me?" Fu Qing paused for a moment, seeing the other party's evasive expression, as if he still wanted to know something from his expression.

"Say what?" Fu Huan held on to the end with an innocent face, but didn't open his mouth first.

"This... how do you explain it?" Fu Qing was not in a hurry, and slowly took out a bottom box similar to a painting from behind.

Just as Fu Huan was about to reach out, he was dodged.

I saw that Fu Qing turned slightly, and turned the side of the bottom box towards her.

Press lightly with your finger, pointing to the lower part of the middle, "Do you know what is written here?"

"What..." Fu Huan twitched the corner of his mouth and before he could finish the text, he read the words clearly and exclaimed, "Ah?"

"This is the box of that painting." Fu Qing lowered his eyebrows, the shadow of the willow tree next to him fell on his face, mottled, and he looked a little disappointed.

"Brother" Fu Huan didn't know what to say at this time, so he yelled dryly.

Fu Qing curled her lips slightly, with a very small arc, a little reluctantly, "Huan'er has grown up, it's okay not to tell brother about other things."

"It's so important that you have to guess, brother, how long you want to keep it a secret."

The hand pinching the brocade box was paler and paler in comparison.

When Fu Huan rolled her eyes, she was stunned for a moment. She covered his mouth with her hands, and organized her words indiscriminately, "Brother, I haven't figured out what to say yet!"

"Aren't I afraid that you and your mother will have an opinion on An Ci and object to us being together!"

After the words fell, the hand under the palm stiffened for a moment, and when he looked up at Fu Qing's gradually darkening face, Fu Huan tripped his tongue and knew that he was wrong.

"Ha...haha" She immediately let go of Fu Qing's hand and patted the back of her head, "Brother, I...well...I still...have something to do, really!"

"You really have hard wings!" Fu Qing gritted his teeth a little bit. He originally wanted to ask when she and Dongchang had a relationship.

Well done, really well done.

"A elder brother is like a father, since my father is gone, my mother's health is not good." Fu Qing raised her hand and grabbed Fu Huan's collar, forcing her to stop, "Naturally, I have to pay more attention to my sister's affairs. "

"It's just that I didn't expect that we haven't seen each other for a few years. Huan'er actually started lying to me." He shook his head and sighed, because Fu Huan couldn't see his expression clearly because he lowered his head.

"My brother is so sad..."

Fu Huan gradually stopped struggling, mainly because she was dragged and really couldn't get away, and the opponent was her own brother, so she couldn't raise her fist and beat her up.

"Brother, I'll tell you what you want to know." She turned her head and stopped, and asked obediently with a smiling face.

"What a good sister." Fu Qing let go of her neck, and instead patted her head upwards, "Come on, let's walk over here and talk, come on..."

After finishing speaking, he withdrew his gaze from the front, waved his hand like Fu Huan, and then led her to walk in another direction, covering the box in his hand twice with his sleeve.

Fu Huan followed his gaze and glanced back. Before he could see what those people were doing, he was pulled by Fu Qing in front of him.

Resigned to keep up.

……

"How do you do things? Fortunately, the painting is not lost." Ruan Fangli looked at the monotonously placed painting on the table in front of him, feeling extremely distressed, and carefully picked up the painting with both hands, "Hurry up, give it to me again." Find a better box and put it in."

"It's really a waste of raising you, this thing can't be done well."

"Father, as long as the painting is fine. Fortunately, this thief is stupid enough to take the worthless painting box alone." Ruan Xuan stood beside him, rubbing the sweat on his brow, "Today is a good day, and the rest will be Leave it to your son to deal with it, and you can rest well."

"En." Ruan Fangli breathed a sigh of relief, "Xuan'er, you must help Weifu find out that little thief who stole the picture."

"Okay." Ruan Xuan responded with a full mouth, but he was wondering where that kid Fu Huan went to be lazy, and even Fu Qing could not be found.

He can't bear this burden alone!

……

But at the other end of the Ruan Mansion, the painting thief and the slacker had already talked about the matter.

As soon as Fu Huan finished speaking, he saw Fu Qingzhang's expression was hesitant to speak.

He shook the box in his hand, "So you said it was given by An Ci?"

"should be…"

"Is he from Dongchang?"

"Yes"

"Then... he must have a high official position." He was not very familiar with the situation in the East Factory, but he must be in a high position if he could deliver such a thing.

Fu Qing talked to himself about the analysis, and finally thought about a very serious question for a while, "Then what do you like about him?"

The person my sister likes should still have a bright spot no matter what.

"It's beautiful." Fu Huan didn't think about it, there was nothing wrong with what she said, An Ci was really beautiful.

"..."

The corners of Fu Qing's eyes twitched, and he bit the bullet and asked, "Then do you know what he would like about you?"

"I'm also... more... pleasing to the eye?" Fu Huan wanted to say that she was good-looking before she came, but she didn't seem to be convincing enough, and the look Fu Qing gave her made her inexplicably guilty.

Fu Qing glared at her unconsciously, and then pressed the back of his hand to his forehead. After confirming that he was not sick from anger, he threw the things in his hand into Fu Huan's arms, "Let me tell you what's good about you !"

"It's not a child anymore. How can emotional matters be child's play. How can you let my mother and I feel at ease like this!" He looked like he hated iron for being weak.

"Brother" Fu Huan hugged the box, looking at him, he inevitably became serious, "I know what I'm doing."

"The two of us have experienced together, and you know more than you, brother." There was a trace of careless tenderness on her brows, "I don't hate the feeling of being with him, and because I thought about the future, I didn't refuse."

"Although Huan'er took advantage of my father's honor to become an official and enjoy the imperial salary." She slowly met Fu Qing's eyes, "But, I am still a woman in the eyes of others."

"After all, I can't escape the days of getting married, having children, royal family, husband and son, a world, and four walls."

"My life is more than like this, and I shouldn't be like this." She shook her head, her face was indifferent, with a little light in her eyes, she asked softly, "Brother, do you understand Huaner?"

Fu Qing pursed her lips, and nodded her head twice under Fu Huan's gaze.

He naturally knew what Fu Huan had always wanted. He knew from an early age that her sister was different from others, and he knew it when she begged her father to teach her martial arts.

Dare to speak, dare to think, dare to do...have your own ideas.

but…

"What does this have to do with you, hiding your family's private life with that guy?" Fu Qing asked reluctantly, but his tone was obviously much more relaxed.

Fu Huan's voice stopped instantly, shrugged, and winked at him, a little embarrassed, "It's okay, I just feel that his proposal is very tempting."

"Besides, we've also paid homage and married, so after the two parties agree, the other steps will save a lot of trouble."

After hearing these words, Fu Qing couldn't help but raised his hand and pressed the corners of his brows with blue veins. He thought that there was nothing to irritate him anymore. After Fu Huan's next words, it seemed that a mouthful of old blood instantly It surged into the throat, and the chronic illness that had not occurred for a long time vaguely had the possibility of recurrence.

"My good sister really saves trouble!" His expression management has lost control, and the originally gentle and elegant Mr. Ruyu suddenly became angry with yin and yang.

His face turned blue and white, "Since the matter is a foregone conclusion, why would I have the nerve to beat my sister, this pair of peerless mandarin ducks!"

What can he do, he even worshiped early.The ancients said that it is better to demolish a temple than ruin a marriage.

His own sister can't help it, but he really wants to tear up that dog man who kidnapped his ignorant, young and simple-minded sister.

Sure enough, every good thing in Dongchang is a thing that harms people.

"Brother, why is your complexion so bad?" Fu Huan didn't miss any changes on Fu Qing's face, and asked hastily. He began to blame himself in his heart, and his voice was cautious, "Did I say something wrong?"

Her brother has been weak since he was a child, and he can't be excited.

"Brother, it's okay." Fu Qing smiled in relief, and seeing Fu Huan's appearance deepened his thoughts.

"Mother, don't talk about it for now." After calming down carefully, he seriously instructed: "As for your matters..."

He inspected Fu Huan up and down, "We'll talk about it after I meet that person."

His voice was much heavier than when he was angry in the past.

Fu Huan nodded, indicating that he knew, "Brother, I really didn't want to hide this from you."

"Brother, don't be angry with Huan'er anymore, Huan'er knows it's wrong." Fu Huan acted like a child, dry and lifeless, "I will definitely be the first when things like this happen in the future. I told you, brother."

"..." Fu Qing gave her a condescending sideways glance, and let out a cold snort.

But he didn't say anything, it was a reluctant forgiveness.

"Take care of this thing, and don't let my grandfather see it." He pointed to the box in Fu Huan's arms, "After all, my grandfather and Dongchang still have some conflicts."

"Well, good." Seeing that he was not so angry anymore, Fu Huan smiled and agreed.

After separating from Fu Qing, she began to think of ways to deal with the box in her hand.

The box is not wide, but slender, and the two small characters of "Dongchang" on the side are not very obvious. If you don't look carefully, you may think it is a specially carved pattern on the box.

But this can't be sloppy, after all, what her brother can discover, others can naturally discover, it's just a matter of time.

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