The fake daughter of a fallen ghost is reborn

Listening to the laughter of the people in front of him, Ge Yuanhui's face became stiff and uncomfortable, so he made up an excuse and stood up to leave.

When Fu Rongxin saw this, he followed quietly.

She also thought to herself: It seems that Xue Zhiyi really thought that her miserable end in her previous life was because she failed to become the Princess of Prince Gong? That's why she tried her best to please the Queen Mother in this life, so as to increase her chances of marrying Gu Shichong.

If this is the case, Xue Zhiyi is nothing to be afraid of.

However, it would be much more satisfying if I could eat away at Xue Zhiyi's life bit by bit before that, making her suffer and fall into despair!

Seeing Ge Yuanhui stopped in the pavilion of Wangchun Garden, Fu Rongxin followed him.

In the small pavilion, Ge Yuanhui just looked at the magnolia flowers in front of him in silence. Even though he was extremely angry in his heart, he still had to act calm on the surface, even when he was alone.

"Ms. Ge." Fu Rongxin called from behind her.

Ge Yuanhui turned around, and a gentle smile immediately appeared on her stunningly beautiful face: "It's Miss Fu. You're not in Juyuan accompanying Miss Xue, so why are you here?"

Ge Yuanhui wanted to play the role of being gentle and generous, and Fu Rongxin would not expose her.

She said, "Rong Xin had heard of Sister Yuan Hui's reputation when she was in Linzhou before. Seeing her today, I can see that Sister Yuan Hui is indeed extraordinary and impressive."

Ge Yuanhui uttered an "oh" and plucked a magnolia bud from the branch and played with it in his hands: "So, the Fu family's sister came all the way to look for me?"

Fu Rongxin smiled gently: "Sister just spoke for Rongxin, Rongxin is grateful, and wants to thank Sister Yuanhui in person."

Hearing this, Ge Yuanhui said, "Sister Fu is too polite."

Seeing her fiddling with the magnolia buds, Fu Rongxin asked for conversation: "Sister, do you like magnolia flowers?"

Ge Yuanhui just smiled with an ambiguous meaning: "Who doesn't like such beautiful flowers? However, we have to remove these fresh buds on the old tree to avoid confusion in the main and secondary, and the magnolia can bloom more and more. If these young buds are not sensible, we will have to let people pinch them off, don't you think so?"

Fu Rongxin's smile froze: Ge Yuanhui was expressing his dissatisfaction with her being favored by Prince Gong, and was using this flower to give her some advice.

However, she seemed not to understand. She took a brocade box from Caizhi and said to Ge Yuanhui, "Sister, you have a unique insight. Rongxin's respect for you is beyond words. I can only give you this small gift. I hope you will not despise it."

After saying this, she unfolded the brocade box.

There was a bracelet in the box, each bead was clear and crystal, emitting a faint blue light.

"This is a glass bracelet that my father brought back from the Western Regions. It is not available in Dayong for the time being. Rong Xin thought that Sister Yuan Hui had seen all kinds of good things. Ordinary gold, silver and jade articles may not be to her liking, but this bracelet is still unique."

Then, she personally offered it: "The gift is small but the sentiment is great. I hope you will accept it."

Ge Yuanhui's fingers were slender and long. She took it and looked at it carefully. She saw that the glass beads had an extremely unique blue color, which made her pair of soft hands as white as snow.

It is indeed a good thing.

Quietly observing Ge Yuanhui's expression, Fu Rongxin sighed from the bottom of her heart: "The colored glaze beads are ordinary things, but in Sister Yuanhui's hands, they make people feel bright and shining. Otherwise, why do people say that Sister Yuanhui is so beautiful and has the demeanor of a queen."

This made Ge Yuanhui's expression change instantly: "Sister Fu, you spoke out of turn."

Fu Rongxin sighed and covered her lips, saying: "Sister Yuan Hui knows that I am not good at speaking, and I just sighed for a moment..."

As she spoke, she lowered her voice again: "But sister, this is what I sincerely want. If His Royal Highness Prince Gong had not already been engaged, then everyone must have a clear idea of ​​who would be the most suitable candidate for the princess."

Their eyes met, and Ge Yuanhui probed into the innocent pair of eyes in front of him without saying a word.

Suddenly, Fu Rongxin smiled again, as if everything she said just now was just a joke: "It's a pity that His Majesty has already granted the marriage, the Queen Mother likes my cousin, and my cousin is a good person. I'm afraid this matter will be difficult to change."

Seeing that Ge Yuanhui was somewhat absent-minded, Fu Rongxin bowed and said, "The colored glaze beads have been delivered. I will not disturb your good mood of enjoying the scenery."

After saying that, he said goodbye and left.

……

Chrysanthemum Garden.

The Queen Mother asked Xue Zhiyi to stay and talk, and Shen Qingtang didn't want to disturb her, so he just went to find a place to walk around.

This room.

Xue Zhiyi watched the brother and sister chatting with each other, making the queen dowager very happy, but he couldn't help feeling sad in his heart that such a warm scene would not last too long.

In her previous life, when she heard the news of their deaths one after another, she was already in Chunfeng Tower. At that time, she only felt sad.

The generals who had made great military achievements in the past fought for Dayong for several generations, but not even a trace of their bloodline was left behind.

She glanced at Huo Wuyou.

Even if this person's friend or foe is unclear now, Duke Lin'an died for his country, his daughter should not have been sent to Beidi, and Huo Wuyou should not have died in exile like that.

Noticing Xue Zhiyi's expression, Huo Wuyou turned her head to look over. The moment her eyes met Xue Zhiyi's, she quickly turned away, as if the sadness in her eyes just now was just an illusion.

Perhaps thinking that Xue Zhiyi was in a bad mood, he signaled to Huo Zhiyu with his eyes. Huo Zhiyu then noticed her abnormality and thought that Xue Zhiyi was estranged from them, which was why she felt a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, little bits of white snow fell from the eaves outside the window.

Huo Zhiyu's eyes lit up: "It's snowing?"

Chai Yue, who had been following Huo Zhiyu, asked the palace maid to take a look, and then reported: "Princess, it is indeed snowing."

She was so happy that she suddenly pulled Xue Zhiyi's hand and said, "Sister Zhiyi, it's snowing. It's the first snow of this year!"

Before Xue Zhiyi could react, she was pulled up and ran out of the house.

The white snow fluttered and swirled down, and melted as soon as it hit the ground in the warm Evergreen Garden.

The snow fell on Xue Zhiyi's eyelashes, making her vision a little blurred.

Huo Zhiyu in front of him also had snow beads condensed on her hair, but she was still worried that Xue Zhiyi would feel restrained, so she insisted on pulling her to catch the falling snow, and even competed with her to see who could catch the more complete and better-looking snowflakes.

For some reason, looking at Huo Zhiyu's face, Xue Zhiyi felt an indescribable reluctance in his heart.

It had been a long time since she had experienced such harmonious family affection.

She was just an orphan abandoned by her parents. Fu Ling and Xue Zhentong only used her. Her eldest sister had already married, and the rest were either distant and indifferent or had ulterior motives.

No matter what the future holds, at least for now, this family treats each other sincerely from beginning to end.

The white snow fluttered and fell from the dome, landing coldly on her raised face.

But suddenly, her view was blocked by a paper umbrella.

She met Huo Wuyou's condescending eyes.

Huo Wuyou held up the umbrella, glanced at her, and then stuffed it into Huo Zhiyu's hand. He also knocked Huo Zhiyu on the head and said, "Cover yourself up. If you want to go crazy and get wet in the snow, that's fine. But don't turn around and make others catch a cold!"

Unexpectedly, Huo Zhiyu gave the umbrella to Xue Zhiyi again, and went to chase her brother aggressively.

When he failed to catch up, he pouted and complained to the Queen Mother: "Grandma, look at my second brother! He always makes a move on me. He beats me silly!"

Seeing them like this, Xue Zhiyi couldn't help laughing.

At this time, a palace maid came to report: "My lord, Miss Ge said that it is the first snowfall and she wants to hold a poetry gathering in Wangchun Garden. Please, lord, princess, marquis, and Miss Xue, please come and have a look."

Hearing this, the Queen Mother smiled and said, "Yuan Hui has always loved these things, but I am also tired and want to take a nap. You children can go and have fun."