Higher Level Wife

Fu Qiuning nodded and said, "That's right." After finishing speaking, he looked at Luhuā and Jin Zhuan and said, "Are you two wearing these clothes cold? You just got a serious illness, so you need to take a good rest. I'm afraid there will be some Fear of the cold.” It turned out that Jin Zhuan and Lu huā followed Jin Zangfeng and Jin Zangjiao shortly after they had eaten a meal by mistake. They didn’t know what medicine was in them. They pulled their stomachs for half a month, and almost killed a little life. Get in. It will take a long time to recover. Although Fu Qiuning knew that the two of them was strange, he just suffered from the lack of real power in his hands, and there was no way to investigate it. During those two days, Jin Fengju was listening to the emperor every day, and he could only return at night, and he didn't come to the night wind hall. Therefore, this matter could only be ignored, just to make Fu Qiuning and Jin Cangfeng brothers and sisters be more careful in the future.

"It's not cold. The clothes our grandma gave us are thick, and they are all new cotton huā. They are really comfortable to wear. We have never worn such a good cotton coat." Jin Zhuan and Lu huā both smiled and replied. While patted the snow on his body.

　　 Qiu Ning hurriedly arranged for them to go to the kang to warm up, and then let Yujie go to close the courtyard gate.

As soon as I said a few words with the child, I heard the rain step beep in the courtyard. Fu Qiuning was shocked and was about to go out to check. Before leaving the gate, he was facing the golden phoenix who was wearing a large cloak. , It can be seen that the complexion this time is not cold.

　　 "Why did you come here so late?" Fu Qiuning couldn't help but clenched his hands into a fist, knowing that something big must happen, but what would it be? She asked herself if she hadn't done anything excessive in the evening breeze hall, could it be that someone deliberately planted and framed it? But if you don't get out of the door, who can frame it?

Jin Feng raised his chest violently up and down, apparently just on his anger, and his sharp eyes swept across the bodies of several children in [Room]. Brother Jin Zangfeng and Lu Huā Jin Zhuan were so scared that they slipped off the kang and walked along the kang. Standing in a row along, looked at him timidly.

"Yu Jie takes Miss Young Master and these two children to the study." Jin Fengju coldly ordered, Yu Jie did not dare not listen, so he took the four children's little hands away, and looked back at Fu Qiuning frequently, but listened to Jin Fengju. Coldly said: "Let Yu Niang go to the study, I have something to say to your grandma."

　　 "What's the matter? I'm so angry?" Fu Qiuning took a few deep breaths and tried to maintain the surface calm as he tried to pour tea for Jin Fengju.

　　 "Do you still know this thing?" However, Jin Fengju suddenly took out an object and threw it in front of her. Fu Qiuning felt tight, and hurriedly picked up the Fang Juanpa. When he saw it, he almost didn't exclaim that the face was discolored.

"It's really something that flows out from you." Jin Fengju's complexion turned greener, and the blue veins on his forehead had faintly burst out, grabbing the Juanpa and tearing it in half, and said sharply: "You are mine. My wife, let my embroidery spread to the outside market, and accidentally exposed the flaws in his feet. Almost everyone knows what I did. It made me lose face in the Jin-inlaid Marquis Mansion. You Fu Qiuning, you say, why do you want to do this? Do it? Did you get your father’s instructions to deliberately damage the reputation of our Hou Mansion in this way? Fu Qiuning, Fu Qiuning, what kind of life is safe? Meng Hou Mansion can't look up from now on, right?"

　　 Fu Qiuning held the veil tightly in her hand. It is undeniable that when she first saw the veil, she was indeed upset. However, at this moment, he slowly calmed down and knew that if he couldn't deal with it properly, the three of himself and Yujie Yuniang would be over. Don't talk about standing in the Hou Mansion, I'm afraid that even their lives would be worrying.

　　 "Dare to ask Lord Hou, what good is it for the concubine if the face of the Hou Mansion is lost? Or, what good is it for the King of Zhenjiang?"

Fu Qiuning slowly raised her head, looking directly at Jin Fengju, before he could speak, and whispered softly: "Yes, the loss of the face of the Hou Mansion will cause everyone to laugh. But all this is because of me as a woman. Is it possible that the emperor will meet? Therefore, I feel that Lord Hou is not fast enough to do things, and I have been alienated from you from now on? Will the power of the Jin-inlaid Hou Mansion be brought to the end? Not to mention that the emperor is the emperor of the ages, even the faint monarch, I am afraid that at most it is only a mockery in front of the Lord Hou. This incident is detrimental to the face of the Hou Mansion, but not to the power of the Hou Mansion. Lord Hou, do you think that the concubine will regard his wealth and life as insignificant to the face of the Hou Mansion? ?"

　　 Jin Fengju looked at Fu Qiuning's calm eyes, and the anger that was surging in his chest could not help but fade a little. After more than half a year of getting along, he fully understood the self-reliance and self-reliance of this woman.

　　Think about it, if she is really the dark line laid out by the Zhenjiang Prince's Palace, she will forbear to launch it once for six years, and she will definitely not only damage the face of the Hou Palace. What's more, I have hinted at her many times and were rejected by her. If she said she wanted to catch her, how could she risk letting such a thing ruin the overall plan before she had captured herself?

　　 Because of thinking like this, his anger subsided a bit, and his voice softened, but he still said coldly: In that case, what do you mean? Could it be that you still lack something now...‘After I stepped into the night wind porch in the spring, I slowly bought everything for you. Don’t tell me, you sell your own embroidery to make a living. "

　　 Fu Qiuning breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this hurdle could basically be passed by secretly. She glanced indifferently over the torn veil, and suddenly sneered: "Master Xiaohou has a good question. It is a very good question. I have been waiting for you to ask this sentence."

As he spoke, he raised his eyes to look at Jin Fengju, his voice became softer, but his tone became heavier, and he said every word: "So you know that you entered the evening wind hall after the spring of this year? Before that, five For five years, you only came here once on the day of my hanging beam. On the second day, Jin Ming gave some satin to the children, saying that they were cutting clothes for the children.

　　 From then on, for five years, more than 1,600 days and nights, you are indifferent to our mother and child, let alone give away anything silver. How do you think we survived? Rely on the idea sweet potatoes, potatoes, corn and vegetables grown in the backyard? When Feng'er and Jiao'er first arrived, they didn't have a good part of their bodies. They were all new injuries and old injuries one after another. Do you want to give them medicine? In the winter, the north wind is whistling and heavy snow is flying. The cold night wind is dripping into ice. Without firewood and charcoal, how can we mother and child survive in this icy world? Do you think that the charcoal is something that I can change as soon as I stretch my finger? The satin clothes you sent are good, but if you don’t have cotton quilts, can you spend the winter with just a satin gown? Master Xiaohou, do you know it after so many years? In the backyard, there was no case for sending a penny. The few of us were able to survive, and did not become the dead bones in this evening wind porch. We all relied on the worthless jewelry and brocades that I married from my natal family, and the embroidered pieces by the Yujie Yuniang and I in our spare time. These embroidery. Find a safe person to sell it, in exchange for rice, noodles, oil, salt, and cotton cloth for your own food and clothing. Actually more than that? Don’t you know, I have secretly sold the roses, roses, gold and silver huā in this yard, as well as the herbs and the fruits of the trees. That’s why you can celebrate your eighth birthday with your son and daughter this year, and you can see me standing here alive today. "

　　 When she said, she approached Jinfeng and took a step. The dignified little Hou Ye, who never knew what to back up, was forced to back down slowly by her accusations of blood and tears. Suddenly, I saw Fu Qiuning stopped and turned to look at the window. In the thin curtain, we could see the crystal clear tears falling from her face.

"I thought that this was how I lived my life, although it was difficult, but it was safe. Who knew you broke in and disrupted a pool of spring water ever since. Master Xiaohou, you brought me to your concubine, Brought to the old lady, to everyone in your family.

　　 It's you, let me be the target of the public, and become the new target of your wives and concubines. For a while, seeing you keep sending things here, UU reading www.uukanshu.com obviously really cares about our mother and child. I thought I would live without any worries from now on. Even if I don’t have the talent, I don’t care about it anymore as long as I can live. Isn’t money just for people to live? So I told Yujie that I don’t have to sell anything from now on, lest I be treated as a handle by someone with a heart. Unexpectedly, it was still too late. Master Xiaohou, think about it carefully. For six years, no one has ever known that your beloved wife lives by selling embroideries and jewellery and the huā grass fruits in the courtyard. Why is this news suddenly spreading now? And in a short period of time, it has reached the point where "almost everyone knows it? Do you think this is a coincidence?"

　　 Jin Fengju was silent, but his sharp eyes converged, and his deep-pool eyes looked at Fu Qiuning thoughtfully.

"Forget it, now, what's the use of talking about these? This embroidery is indeed sold by me. What do you want to do with me, please listen to me. As for the mess outside, I am really helpless, if it were me There is a power that can help you out, even if it is to die or ruin me, I will help you. But there is one thing, you are the biological father of Feng'er and Jiao'er. No matter what you want me to do, you I must promise me that from now on, I will love them and protect them, so that they can grow up peacefully, happy and healthy. Otherwise, under Jiuquan..., I will not look down on my eyes, I will turn into a ghost, and I will come to you. Ask where is your conscience?"

Speaking of Jin Cangfeng and Jin Cangjiao, Fu Qiuning's expression was shaken, tears fell like rain, but he still refused to admit defeat and looked directly at Jin Fengju. His expression on his face was so firm that Jin Fengju couldn't help but be convinced that if he really couldn't perform as a father. It's really possible that this woman turned into a ghost and came to him.