novelraw Chapter 29 May You Take Care
Chapter 29 May You Take Care
Fucha Fu Heng looked at her through the steam from the tea.
Shi Chun's fingers trembled, and she slowly put her hand into her sleeve.
She has calculated many people and subdued many people. She thinks she understands people's hearts quite well, and she also thinks that she has always been confident and calm, and she is not afraid of everything.
She is good at playing with people's hearts, and she agrees with Fu Heng's name as a gentleman, so she knows how to take the initiative.
Shichun didn't think Fucha Fu Heng was stupid, but she regarded him as a gentleman like jade, and thought that everything he looked at was home and country.
This is the first time for her to have the feeling of being seen through and understood by others, and that all her plans are well known.
That feeling was not very good, but for some reason, it made her feel a little urgent.
Are there really such people in this world?
Can the current family really have such a clear-eyed child?
If Fucha Fu Heng really understands everything, then this person has already become false, and he shouldn't be able to do this.
It's not fair, it's even scary.
Such a long-term relationship, those friendships between gentlemen, those unspeakable tacit understandings, and the confidant friendship with each other, are they based on the fact that the two parties know that they have once sought benefits?
What kind of mood and thought did he use to be this confidant with her?
Fu Heng smiled: "This is indeed something you can do. In fact, I am not surprised. In fact, I may have understood it a long time ago, but it was not until recently that I thought about it for a long time before I finally confirmed it. But it is very strange. , logically, I should be angry, but I found that I have no grievances, but I am a little ridiculous, and even worried about you."
He said: "If you make a decision in such a hasty way, you are destined to have a lot of lies. In fact, you could have done more carefully. When you first met Er Niang in Fayuan Temple, I have to say it was a perfect game. She I know this well, but after seeing you, I can no longer complain, and I am even more willing to be used by you, just because she really likes you, appreciates you, and sincerely thinks that you will be my confidant, and will become the most suitable The person in that seat. But the price of your decision is too high. If it is not me, no one else will refuse. You are a celebrity, but you have taken yourself into such a bad gamble. You put yourself You have taken my whole life too lightly. In this way, you are not sorry for me, you are sorry, for so long, it has always been yourself. "
"I don't understand why you are indifferent to your own destiny, but Shichun," he said with a calm face, calling her name for the first time beyond the strict etiquette: "From the beginning to the end, the only thing I was unhappy about, It's just because you are too light on yourself. You are the first and only confidante in my life, and I value you more than you think."
Nalan Shichun was shocked, she looked at him and examined him, Fu Heng looked back calmly.
She took a deep breath, sat up straight, put her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and sat upright.
"I understand everything you said. But there is only one thing, the only thing about the past, when did you know it?"
"Your fragrance," Fu Heng said without a moment's pause, "Perhaps you also understand that the smell of spices on your body is too unique, and I was born with a keen sense of smell. As early as the day when Er Niang came back from Fayuan Temple and handed me the amulet , I have already remembered the taste of it, and then I understood how much Er Niang valued you, and I understood."
Nalan Shichun took a deep breath, and she looked at him for a long time before showing a helpless smile: "It's because I think I'm smart, you are really different from what I imagined, I used to think that the fourth son of Fucha was too famous, It is only now that I understand that the praises that are circulated outside are actually too superficial. You are a very smart person, but after understanding it, it turns out that this kind of smartness cannot be dug to the bottom. "
"But fourth young master," she said with a smile, "I cannot decide my own destiny. Even if you annul my marriage, I will probably get married next year at the latest."
She straightened her clothes and sat in a dignified posture, which was the most perfect etiquette. She looked at him with warm and clear eyes.Nalan Shichun filled him with tea, lowered his head, divided up the pieces scattered on the chessboard, and put them back into the chess box.
She raised her eyes and smiled, and the smile fell into her eyes for the first time: "Master Fu Heng, this is probably the last game of chess I will play with you."
She waited here for an afternoon in the snowy season outside.
It is to really and thoroughly sort out the past and the past, and then solemnly say goodbye.
The sixth year of Qianlong came to an end soon. On New Year's Eve, everyone from the imperial palace to ordinary people celebrated with wine.At this time, the country is prosperous and the people are safe, the weather is good, and the prosperous age of Qianlong has begun to take shape.
The prosperous age is approaching, which conforms to history, and no one can change it.
The wheel of history is accelerating along its proper track. The Qing Dynasty entered the customs for more than 100 years, and the Aixinjueluo family devoted all their efforts to the six dynasties, and finally waited for their own national destiny.
In the prosperous Qianlong period, famous officials gathered, stars twinkled, the world was full of turmoil, the mountains and rivers were beautiful, and the heroes were surging. Looking at the millennium dynasty, the achievements are enough to shine.
Of course, if future generations look back, they will find out how authoritative Fucha's name will be among the influential figures of this dynasty.
Fucha Fu Heng should be the beginning of the prosperity of this dynasty. He and his descendants led the Qianlong dynasty for decades, throughout the prosperity of the Qing Dynasty. There are countless stars in history, and he can still shine in it Brighten.
But this year, he was just a bodyguard beside Qianlong, and he was still very young.
At this time, he was still just a high-spirited young man. Although the city was rich, although he was proficient in literature and martial arts, he was still at the age of the most affectionate in his life.
It was the most sentimental moment of his life, and one of the most important moments in this one of his.
At the moment he still doesn't know.
In this year, the roots of Fucha's family flourished, a side branch entered Beijing, and the clan was reunited.This year's New Year's Eve, Li Rongbao spent the whole time in the study, discussing some matters with the patriarchs of the various branches. The authority of the clan has not yet been changed, and all the power is still in the hands of these older generations. They plan the future, and the names of outstanding young men in the clan come out of their mouths one by one, and Fu Heng's name is clearly pronounced word by word from Li Rongbao's mouth At that time, the person who will be at the helm of the next generation of this huge family has already been finalized.
This year's New Year's Eve, Mrs. Fu Chazhang Jia shuttled through the courtyard of the mansion. With superb skills, she dealt with the big women in the clan.
This year's New Year's Eve, Fucha Fu Qian left quietly, pushed open the door of the study room in the courtyard, picked up the book to review the lessons that the teacher taught a few days ago, but he couldn't read it.Outside the courtyard wall was the hearty laughter of the children of the clan. He dimmed his eyes and took out the last jade pendant left to him by his biological mother who was born in Han nationality. The style of the generals born in large numbers is incompatible.
Across the courtyard, Fucha Fu Heng, who had been searched for by the brothers of the Fucha tribe to no avail, was sitting in front of the large desk in the study. The study room is simple to a bit cold.He had just competed with his brothers in the martial arts arena, and he hadn't had time to replace the black arrow sleeves on his body.
As he grows older, his stature has been established, with a height of six feet and one inch, he is also a first-class slender figure among the eight banners in the north.He has a tall and straight figure, broad shoulders and narrow waist, and slender and powerful legs wrapped in ink boots. He was born with the physique and strength of a general.He lowered his eyes to think about something, and his slightly sweat-soaked clothes were also being dried in the warm room. His expression of thinking was quiet and steady, and he couldn't see at all that he almost dried up everything this afternoon with one block three. A good boy from the Fucha family.In the interplay of candlelight and moonlight, his handsome facial features were illuminated like a god, and the sharp and compelling lines cut through the air. The dignified and solemn aura that often appeared on him in the future has begun to appear. prototype.
He waved away all the servants in the courtyard. In fact, there was no need for it. Although he was still young, in this house, the study room had become an important place like Li Rongbao's. Shi, also paving the way for his future authority, strictly abides by the absolute respect and support for his youngest son, and takes the lead to stay away from here.
Bulong was sent away by him, and took the little cousin from the clan who accidentally broke in to find his parents.Finally, this study room became his temple of thoughts again, he instinctively didn't want anyone to pry into his state of mind at the moment, this is a trait that all superiors must have - when they want to think about something that is really important When doing things, I always don't want to be probed into my emotions.
And this kind of thing that he cherishes and thinks about is actually not a matter of family and country, and it has nothing to do with the Fucha family.
He was thinking, about a woman.
It doesn't seem quite right to say that, Fu Heng is definitely not that kind of frivolous kid, on the contrary, he has the most basic respect for everyone, even if he has the rights and status of disrespecting women, and is sought after by many girls , he is still more cautious about those people than anyone else.
Judging from this era and the style of the Eight Banners, he doesn't look like a high school kid.
But as we have said, he is at the moment when he is most affectionate in his life. At this moment, his noble conduct is definitely not for outsiders to see, but to be worthy of his arrogance that is stricter than himself.
He is such a gentle person, he is like this to strangers, not to mention, what he is thinking about now is what he believes to be the only confidante in this life, his friend of a gentleman.
It is true that a man can have many confidante in his life. Since ancient times, this word has an ambiguous and charming taste when it is spoken from a man's mouth, but for Fucha Fu Heng, it is very rare, it can be said that it is rare and hard to find.
He didn't intend to have a second confidante for the rest of his life.
The shock that Nalan Shichun brought to his soul was enough for him to keep this position for a lifetime. The comfort and sense of fit that originated from the soul was hard to be given by close brothers, and it was another level of invaluability.
To be honest, even according to what Nalan Shichun said before, and what he knows well about the restraints on women in this era, they all understand that this short period of heart-to-heart time will not last long after all, and only It can stop at her marriage, and after that, there can be no more intersections in this life.
For her, he also gave up his courtesy.
But on this New Year's Eve, when he calmed down and looked back on this period of intimacy that was not honest to each other, he felt sluggish for no reason.
He felt a pity, and he didn't know if it was for that woman, or for the era that bound her.
Even if there were such amazing people in this imperial city, no one could find out.In the past, she hid herself in the shadow of the Forty-Nine City, and she will also walk into the deep walled courtyard of a certain family in the future, and bury her beauty in the depths of time. He feels regretful and painful for her.
In just a short time, he realized that he had regarded her as a lifelong best friend, and even with Hailancha's life-long friendship, it was just a bowl of water, and he could not make a bias.
In the past, he stood in the perspective of his sister, watching Wei Yingluo's wantonness in the palace, and only felt that her liveliness was what Fucha Rongyin had longed for all his life. Spring is usually so dazzling to noble ladies who are locked up by rules.Nalan Shichun lived too cautiously, but he couldn't refute her.
May you cherish it, and he wrote these four characters with a pen.
He took off the jade pendant on his waist which he had lost from Yingluo, engraved with the family crest of the Fucha clan—it was the only thing in his life that was the most prestigious, the most valuable, and the most expressive, and he pressed the jade pendant on it. On the envelope, after thinking about it, he put it away again.
This is not right.
Just as he will never be able to see her again at the end of the month, after she gets married, together with the name Fucha Fu Heng, she will never be able to mention it.
I can't hurt her, he thought.
Sitting quietly reading the letter with only four characters, he finally reached out, picked up the lampshade, and lit the letter on the fire.
No need, no need.
He remembered the letter he sent someone not long ago, asking if she needed his help.
The reply came back not long after, and her handwriting was as beautiful as he imagined, and the plum blossom lowercase was so delicate that it was pleasing to the eye.
"No one can help you with this matter. Thank you, Master Fucha. I should live my life by myself. No one else can help me."
Can't help.
Fu Heng slowly closed his eyes in the full moonlight.
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One foot is about 31.1cm in Qing Dynasty
Fu Heng has nothing to say sorry to Shichun
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