Quick wear: the villain's father's fine cub

Chapter 27 Seizing Power and Regent Papa is Ruthless (End)

Three years later.

Fuchen is ten years old.He has grown a lot taller, reaching the chest of the regent.

In the past three years, she has never been sick, but she pretended to be sick many times in order to play truant from school.

Side Concubine Liu was promoted to Zheng Concubine, she just gave birth this year, she is a little girl.She was very happy, and hoped that Fu Chen would like her and take her to hang around in front of the regent.

It's a pity that Fuchen is not interested in children.

In the past three years, the children in the backyard have died one after another.Nor is the Regent clearly in favor of either.

Apart from the prince, Fuchen, the "Lord of Qianqian County", is the biggest in the palace.

The crown prince also has many heirs, one of whom is handsome, cute and flexible.Both Fuchen and the regent were amazed, how could this be someone else's baby?
This child was born to the prince and Zhang Rourou.However, although Zhang Rourou is a princess, she is physically disabled, so she cannot be loved by the prince, nor can children be favored.

Fu Chen can only sigh with emotion: As expected of being a hero and heroine, the child she gave birth to is so cute.

In the afternoon, Fuchen lay lazily under the tree in the shooting range to enjoy the cool air, and Suiying practiced bow and arrow by himself.

The regent led the child in. The child's name was Liu Yu. He was not afraid of life at all. When he saw the floating dust, he bowed respectfully and said, "Auntie."

"Hey." Fu Chen casually handed over the pastry next to him.

Liu Yu waved his hand and refused, "Liu Yu doesn't eat dessert, but my aunt eats it. The master assigned a lot of homework today, and Liu Yu wants to learn." His big eyes blinked, but his face imitated the dignity of an adult.

Fuchen waved his hands with a smile, "Go."

The regent let the people leave, knelt down and asked Fu Chen, "Are you interested in becoming a queen? I will support him to be the emperor."

In the past few years, the Prince Regent also knew that Fuchen had a wild mind, and it was difficult to settle down to study.Don't expect her to be proficient in everything, just pressure her to learn tactics and principles.

Xiao Dazhi, sensible, the rest is up to her.

Fuchen looked straight at the regent, rolled his eyes, "Father, how old is he, how old am I, should I attack a child?"

"Three years old is old." The regent said earnestly, pointing to Liu Yu who was studying beside him, "Look at him, he is so good-looking at such a young age, you won't lose money."

After getting along for a long time, Fuchen still choked half to death on the regent's wild thinking from time to time.

"People are also smart and eager to learn. I will bring you here to train, and you will be close to the water. With my backing, there will be no other people. At that time, you will be the empress of the Ming Emperor, and you will make a good story." The regent arrived and tried to sell.

Fuchen is only ten years old, and he has already searched for children from two to twelve years old in the capital city.

Fuchen said, "We—"

"Princess." Sui Ying suddenly appeared and interrupted their conversation.

The regent frowned and looked at Follower, "You are too kind to him, you have lost your sense of proportion."

Fuchen didn't care, "I didn't want to keep him. It's a pity to stay by my side."

Sui Ying's pupils contracted slightly, and soon returned to normal.

But the regent saw it, a smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and he vented his breath from his nostrils, which was not pleasing to the eye.It's just that due to the control of my daughter, it's not easy to directly intervene.

"This bow and arrow of the minister has been cracked, and I want to use the same bow and arrow as the princess." Sui Ying said bluntly.

"Ah, I'll give you that." Fuchen didn't even think about it.

The regent stared, interrupted intentionally, but held back the words.After Suiying left, the regent added, "If you like this kid, you can just give him a title. But the position of the hidden guard can't be released."

"Ah?" Fuchen was surprised, what and what?

In spring, the stump of the big tree in the yard sprouted.

Fu Chen pays special attention to this tree, she has been unable to figure out, why does Heaven favor the prince?Why is a role like the regent defined as a villain?

Unable to think of an answer, Fu Chen stared at the tree.

The big tree has indeed germinated after artificial "surgery".But soon, the wounds attracted festers, and in summer, rotting fungi grew, attracting bugs.

Thank you Sprout.

In the second year, there were only new buds, only leaves, and no branches.

This year, there are still only buds.

Fuchen stared at the stump for a long time, then took out the dagger and stabbed it into the heart of the stump.

Unexpectedly soft.

The dagger went straight into the heart of the tree.

It felt too easy to cut open, and when it was dug open, the supposedly real wooden stake was black and densely covered with ants.

Hollowed out entirely.

The nutrients of the big tree are eaten away by ants, and the new shoots cannot get nutrients, and there is no time to fully grow.

Fu Chen took a long breath, she seemed to understand.

The ability and intelligence of the regent surpassed everyone, and he also held a high position.

It stands to reason that such a character is a hero.

Tiandao gave up on him, probably because the regent was too rigid and his methods were too cruel.

The regent's thinking is right, a strong man cuts off his wrist.It's just that unpredictable variables will appear in this transitional stage, leading to the collapse of the final decision.

Therefore, Tiandao searched and searched, and found the prince and Zhang Rourou who were gentle and even cowardly.

In the original trajectory, whether Zhang Rourou was gentle or capable, whether she was the first lady of the big family, or the later mother of the world, she was all a pawn.

Trapped in the chessboard of various forces.

However, because of her naive thoughts, she gave all the darkness a beautiful appearance.

Therefore, the real purpose of Tiandao is just like his request: to prevent the villains from rebelling.

Just stop it.

The regent is still the proud son of heaven, a treasure that is hard to give up in the eyes of heaven.

After thinking everything through, the floating dust becomes casual.

She sent someone to empty the ant nest, replace it with fertile soil, and pile it into a wooden pile.

For the next year, she took care of the stake.There are still new shoots every year, and they gradually sprout into trees.

The country is still plagued by disasters from time to time.

When he was 11 years old, floods broke out in Nanhu Prefecture and Beihu District.

The regent is still busy, his heels don't touch the ground, and he can't eat a few bites.

Fuchen finds the prince and asks her to deal with the flood. "As long as your ability is in place, that position is naturally yours."

The prince turned his head and glanced at Zhezi, then raised his head and continued to drink.

Fuchen didn't say much, and put down the folder.

In the afternoon, Liu Yu went into the room to report homework, and the crown prince handed the notebook to Liu Yu, "Here, I'll leave it to you."

Liu Yu took it with both hands, with a cautious look on his expressionless face.

At the age of 12, he committed another crime in the northern border.Fu Chen was bored, took Sui Ying to his fief to summon his army, and led the team to the northern border to fight.

Fortunately, the army has followed the regent, so daily training is not a problem.

The decision-making was also assisted by the resident generals in the northern border and Sui Ying, and there were no major problems.

Just lost two fingers.

The regent didn't care about her and let her make trouble.Regular monthly correspondence.

Fuchen was left unattended in the north, and if Beijiang didn't attack, she would run wild everywhere.Didn't want to go home at all.

The matter of the sprouting of the tree stump was handed over to the regent of the mansion.The letter reads: I am taller than a human being.

The dust doesn't matter.

The Prince Regent in the capital's mansion was very satisfied when he saw that the original dead branches were pulled out and replaced with the tender green leaves of new saplings.

It turned out to be a small tree, watered by his "Prince Dragon Water" every day, and it grew well.If you want to drink too much, you will treat the tree as a human being, and if you take a sip, I will drink the tree to death.

Buried 100 years of fermented rice!Concentrated essence!
Unfortunately, this tree is not blessed.

The regent king felt that the dust could not find it, and after stealing the day, he wrote nonsense on a piece of paper: the tree is very good.

When the dust was gone, the regent called her back to hold a grand banquet, and all the sons of the right age from famous families attended.

"Which one do you care about? You can choose. Father promises to bring it to you." The regent patted his chest, "As long as it's not your little beggar."

Fuchen: "..."

Sui Ying, who had become a general, stood behind him, listening to the undisguised words, with dark eyes.

Fuchen discussed with the regent, "Father, you see that you have thirty beauties in your backyard, and there are countless beauties outside. What's wrong with me, I can't come and have a dozen, and then consider marriage? The world outside is so vast, don't walk around, just arrive. It's just a matter of marriage, it's too aggrieved."

The regent stared quietly at the floating dust, gave a thumbs up silently, and nodded slowly, "Good ambition."

After returning home for a month, I packed up my bags and went south to play again.

He took five hundred entourages with him, and the rest were dispatched everywhere at any time.

Liu Yu, who was established as the grandson, came to see him off.

Fuchen smiled and patted Liu Yu's head, "Study hard and serve the country and the people."

Liu Yu still had a flat face, "Uncle Huang said, this position, you don't want to study, you don't want it, so you just threw it to me."

Fu Chen smiled fullly: Dad is really real, he dares to say anything.Aren't you afraid that Lao Tzu will also try to rebel?
Fuchen watched the child go to the position that two generations were unwilling or unable to carry, and his hands ravaged him, messing up his hair bun.

"I'll supervise the officials and people of each state for you first. Wait for you to grow up slowly."

Liu Yu didn't resist, but fixed her hair stubbornly. "Understood, aunt."

The scenery in the southern country is good, and there are novel scenery everywhere.

Not only the scenery is good, but there are also many beauties, male beauties and female beauties can be seen everywhere.

It's a pity that Fu Chen is a cheap man, and he got drunk to kill the people around him, and he didn't know how to deal with it afterwards.

Fu Chen stared at Sui Ying's face, and the other party silently served Fu Chen's daily life, showing his hard-working attitude.

The subject is too familiar to do things well.

Unfamiliar, give some money to raise it, wait until you get tired of playing, throw it into the backyard, and look back when you think about it someday.

If you are familiar with each other, you should agree on your respective proportions in advance, and play for fun, and don't take it seriously.Afterwards just pretend it didn't happen.

Those who are well-ripe, or those who are drunk and mistaken, Fuchen really has a big head.

Don’t say anything, pretend it’s nothing—preprocessing.

But when she wanted to flirt with a young man, there was always a hand on the back of her neck, preventing her from moving forward.

Fuchen laughed.

Feeling guilty and unable to act naturally.Years of feelings, reluctant to part, had to obey.

I don't know if it came from the intuition of the father-in-law, the regent looked at him horizontally and vertically, but the shadow was not pleasing to the eye.There must be a warning in the letter: It's good to play with anyone, just don't play with little beggars!

Being manipulated to death, Fu Chen secretly asked the old driver for advice: Dad, what should I do if I played?
The regent replied simply and directly: Throw it away!

Ha ha.

The letter was burned as soon as the paper was unfolded.

Fuchen was full of smiles and remained silent: innocent, innocent, I am innocent...

At the age of 24, the new emperor ascended the throne at the age of 16.

When Fu Chen went back, he occasionally helped with affairs in the imperial capital, and took the regent to his princess mansion for retirement in his free time.

She never married in her life, only her lover accompanied her.

Sui Ying has been fighting against pirates at sea for the rest of her life, and disappeared at sea at the age of 30.

Fuchen grew old with the regent until he returned at the age of 56.

Before dying, the regent raised his hand to cut Fu Chen's hair, and put the back of his hand against her cheek that was no longer moist and delicate, giving comfort.

"I thought before that you shouldn't be my child."

"The timing of your appearance is too coincidental."

His voice was soft, and his growing age gave it a gentle wisdom.

"But you are too much like me, too much like me."

Fuchen smiled, tilted his head, rubbed his hands against each other, acting like a child.

The regent smiled, the bags under the eyes and wrinkles lost the handsomeness of his youth, but he was also kind.

"System, restore my real body."

At the last moment, in this quiet space, Fuchen didn't want to hide it.

The person next to him suddenly shone with golden light, his skin was rebuilt, his face was no longer wrinkled, and his skin became icy, with a faint fragrance.

The face is like the goddess of the nine heavens, with a beautiful and heavenly fragrance, with awe and dignity.

Those eyes blinked and blinked, and the bright waves automatically brought into the child he was familiar with: his Princess Qianqian, Fuchen.

The regent's eyes changed, and he smiled again, "That's it."

Fuchen smiled and watched the light in his eyes disappear, and shouted, "Daddy, my name is Fuchen."

She reached out and gently covered his eyes.

When the wind blows, under the big tree, in the courtyard of the Nuanxiang Pavilion in the princess' mansion, there is an old man lying in a chair with a peaceful face.

Beside her, there was a delicate girl lying on her stomach.

The two lost their breath and were as quiet as a picture.

Afterwards, the guards of the princess' mansion secretly buried the two separately in the prince's mausoleum and the princess's mausoleum.

Looking at the mountain, Erling lives next to each other, sharing the wind and rain, and enjoying the spring together.

　At the end of the story, be gentle.This is a love letter, funny in the early stage and warm in the later stage.You won't be sad, everyone rest assured.

　　At the end of the story, please recommend and collect.

　　


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