Quick Wear: Reversing Life

Chapter 531: The eldest daughter-in-law of a wealthy family (53)

Zhao Su avoided the question and said, "He is new to the officialdom. If you want to go into business, he won't be able to protect you."

Fu Huaiying rolled his eyes. "Marquis Dingbei held a high position of power and authority, and even married two wives, yet he failed to protect them properly." Another one even passed away.

Zhao Su: “…”

"Alright, we have nothing to do with each other anymore. Marquis Dingbei should just focus on his own affairs."

"Go home as soon as you're healed, and don't stay with me."

Since the divorce, she has become more and more bold in her words, and doesn't care about the other person's identity at all.

Fu Huaiying reached out and smoothed the black hair behind his head, then turned around and returned to the inner courtyard through the hanging flower gate.

Zhao Su looked at Fu Huaiying's slender back. He had been looking at her back ever since he came back from the battle. He felt that she was very different from the Fu of the past.

Maybe this is her true nature, and she was just pretending before.

Zhao Su withdrew his gaze only after Fu Huaiying's figure had long disappeared behind the Chuihua Gate.

His eyes fell on the sturdy tree in front of him.

The treetops covered most of the sky, and the orange-yellow light at dusk turned the leaves into a gradient of green and yellow.

Zhao Su couldn't help but think of the conversation he had just heard.

It's all about the innocent emotions of youth.

Zhao Su couldn't express his inner feelings, so he turned around and went back to his room.

...

Three calls of partridges in the middle of the night suddenly made Zhao Su, who had originally closed his eyes to rest, open them.

He pushed open the door of the wing room, and saw an imperceptible figure hidden in the dark corner of the corridor.

Seeing Zhao Su coming out, the figure moved towards Zhao Su little by little.

"I'm late, please forgive me, my Lord!"

"No problem, get up and answer."

"Reporting to the Marquis, those assassins disguised as bandits are the men of the Prince of Changping."

"It's him indeed." Zhao Su lowered his eyes and rubbed the tip of his index finger with his thumb: "He's really getting bolder and bolder. He even dared to kill me."

"My Lord, there is another group of forces investigating the Prince of Changping."

"It's from Langzhou, Prince Consort Wei."

Zhao Su raised his eyes, frowned, and said, "Prince consort?"

Is Wei Ning also secretly collecting evidence of Prince Changping's crimes?

Could it be that Wei Ning also discovered that the damage to the dam was related to the Prince of Changping?

The prince consort often represents the princess's opinion. Could it be that Wei Ning's actions were instructed by the eldest princess?

The eldest princess also suspects the Prince of Changping?

Although Zhao Hui acts domineeringly most of the time, she also has a sense of justice in her heart. If Zhao Hui is prepared to deal with the Prince of Changping, that would be perfect.

"In that case, you are secretly giving the princess a helping hand."

"If you find any unusual people or assassins in the capital, you must capture them alive."

"Yes, Lord Marquis."

...

The peaceful days passed, and soon it was Fu Huaiying's birthday.

After having a simple meal in the courtyard in the evening, Fu Huaiying changed into new clothes and went to keep the appointment.

When I went out, I happened to meet Zhao Su.

Zhao Su took a look at Fu Huaiying's attire.

You can tell at a glance that she has dressed up carefully.

She wore a scarlet embroidered skirt and a gold-stained gauze shawl draped across her arm, as light as mist.

Her black hair was piled up like a thick cloud, with only a pearl and jade hairpin inserted in it.

She changed her ears into small moon-shaped pendants, and the white pearls hung down to the sides of her neck, making her skin look like jade.

There was also a light layer of makeup on her face, and the rouge spread on her face like water. Under the light, it looked like it was covered with a layer of soft light.

However, Fu Huaiying just glanced at Zhao Su and then left the house with Hongxiu.

The carriage stopped by the river near Zuixian Tower in the East Market.

"Madam, it seems like it will rain tonight. Would you like to take this umbrella with you?"

Fu Huaiying took the umbrella: "Okay, just wait for me here."

At this time, Jian Fengchun was already standing on the boat waiting for Fu Huaiying.

There is a lantern at the bow and a boatman at the stern.

After Fu Huaiying got on the boat, the boatman disappeared.

"Where's the boatman?"

"Going down."

"Who's going to row the boat?"

"Of course it's me."

Jian Fengchun took out a bamboo pole from somewhere and rolled up his sleeves.

"Can you?" Fu Huaiying was skeptical: "Just don't capsize the boat."

Jian Fengchun smiled and said, "Don't worry, it won't happen."

As he spoke, he slowly began to move.

Countless lanterns were lit on both sides of the river, and the honey-yellow color like mud gold was reflected in the water, with the stars in the sky and the candlelight underwater complementing each other.

Fu Huaiying had never really seen the night view of Chang'an East Market.

It is indeed as beautiful as a painting, yet it also has the bustling and prosperous atmosphere of a city.

Jian Fengchun took out a lantern from somewhere and handed it to Fu Huaiying.

"Ying'er, do you remember the first time we visited the Lantern Festival? That was the lantern you were holding in your hand."

"Then you gave me this lamp before you returned home, and I have kept it safely until now."

The original owner did have this past in his memory.

Fu Huaiying looked at Jian Fengchun and said, "You're going to take the lantern I gave you and give it back to me as a birthday present?"

Jian Fengchun said, "How could this be? This isn't a birthday present."

He pointed.

Following the direction of his finger, Fu Huaiying tied a purple brocade bag under the lamp hanging on the bow of the boat.

Fu Huaiying walked over and stretched out his hand to grab the brocade bag, and his sleeves slipped down to his elbows, revealing his arms.

Under the light, the beauty's skin was as white as cream, and Jian Fengchun spotted a red mole on her arm at a glance.

He was stunned immediately.

It’s Fu Huaiying for sure.

He had once accidentally seen that red mole.

Fu Huaiying didn't notice Jian Fengchun's strange behavior and quickly untied the laces of the brocade bag.

Inside was a golden comb, which was carved with twined branch patterns. It was exquisitely shaped and looked expensive.

But compared to the price, Fu Huaiying cared more about the meaning of this golden comb.

Giving a comb as a gift represents tying the knot and getting married, and it represents a lifelong entanglement.

He is still the same Jian Fengchun, but she is not the same Fu Huaiying.

Fu Huaiying placed the comb into the brocade bag and handed it back to Jian Fengchun: "You have just entered the officialdom and will need money for many purposes. There is really no need to give me such an expensive gift."

Jian Fengchun was silent for a moment.

"Are you really worried about me, or is the meaning of this comb something you don't want to accept?"

Fu Huaiying said, "Both. Master Jian, I am no longer the Fu Huaiying I once was."

"Perhaps from the moment I sat on the wedding sedan, we were destined not to be together."

Jian Fengchun laughed at himself: "It's fate but not destiny..."

Actually, it's just that the affection slowly fades away over time...

Jian Fengchun raised his head and saw the starry sky, which was shining brightly. The scene of the twinkling stars was the same every day and year after year.

"Today's night scene with stars and candlelight is your birthday gift to me."

Jian Fengchun lowered his head and looked into the other person's bright eyes.

He laughed and said slowly, "Then I wish you a happy birthday. I wish you... May you have this day every year."

"Thank you, my dear. I also wish you a prosperous career and a high position in your career."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

The originally harmonious atmosphere was suddenly broken by a voice from the shore:

“——The missing Marquis Dingbei is back!!”