Ma'am, please be merciful [Rebirth]

A dazzling light suddenly flashed in front of my eyes, obviously I was in the pavilion with Jiang Ruo before, but I didn't expect to be in the camp with a bonfire all of a sudden.

The flag with Fu engraved on it was fluttering in the wind, and all the soldiers held up their wine bowls to celebrate: "I wish General Fu a victory in this battle."

The toast didn't stop until late at night, and Fu Qingyu, who was in armor, rode back to the mansion. At this time, the capital of Rong Kingdom was still very lively.

Ever since Marriage Temple fell into a coma inexplicably, Jiang Ruo seemed to avoid going out of the mansion more and more. Fu Qingyu inquired about the guards guarding Marriage Temple, but no one said there was anything strange.

But the sound of the bell really made Fu Qingyu feel very strange.

After dismounting from the horse and entering the mansion, Fu Qingyu took a bath, put on a normal suit and stepped into the garden.

Although they are married, there is no difference between the two of them before. Fortunately, Fu Qingyu is also used to that person who doesn't seem to be very close.

Every time he took the initiative to rush to the garden, and saw that the light was on, he didn't hesitate anymore.

The blue shadow stood by the window, looking softly at the bright moon, and the long hair was gently blown by the breeze.

Fu Qingyu stopped at one side and felt a little reluctant to disturb the tranquility of this beautiful woman, but once he goes to war, the return date must be undecided. Now it is only early spring, and it may be several years before he comes back again.

"Madam didn't rest late at night, could it be that she was waiting for her husband?"

"Since you know it's late at night, wouldn't it disturb people's peace if you come back so late?"

amount……

To put it nicely, is it so difficult?

Fu Qingyu fell helplessly on the reclining chair, and replied with a bit of exhaustion: "This really hurts my husband's heart. Naturally, I was thinking about my wife, so I came to have a look."

Standing aside, the blue shadow remained unmoved, as if he had gotten used to Fu Qingyu's straightforward words.

Even though they had been together for so many years, Fu Qingyu still couldn't see her through, he didn't know where she came from, and he didn't know where she was going.

I only know that she doesn't like to be lively, so there are very few maids and servants in this garden.

Now when the night was quiet, it became even quieter. Fu Qingyu turned her head slightly to look at the woman and said softly: "I will go to the front line in a few days, you have to be careful when you are alone in the mansion."

Those few assassinations obviously meant that someone wanted to get rid of Fu Qingyu, even if Fu Qingyu didn't bother to fight for the affairs of the court, he would not be reduced to letting others slaughter him.

"You have to be careful." The woman looked at this direction softly, her worry was so obvious in her words.

Fu Qingyu smiled, leaned up slightly and said, "Don't worry, I will be careful, otherwise Madam will cry with red eyes."

"Why am I crying?"

"If you lose your life for your husband, are you really cruel not to shed a single tear?"

The woman looked at Fu Qingyu's eyes and said in a low voice: "What's the use of crying?"

"Although it's useless, at least it proves that Madam still has me in her heart, doesn't she?"

But the person in front of him said coldly: "If you die, I will leave here immediately."

It's so heartbreaking.

Fu Qingyu stretched out her hand and lightly grabbed the hanging hand and said seriously: "Madam, please don't leave, because my husband is joking with you."

The soft catkin in the palm of her hand moved away lightly, Fu Qingyu didn't even hold the corner of her clothes, her eyes moved to the rouge and gouache piled up on the dressing table beside her, only to find that she hadn't even opened the box.

Can't help being taken aback, these are all the best rouge and gouache in the capital of Rong Kingdom, and Fu Qingyu bought them at a huge price in silver taels.

I heard that women like to dress up the most. Although she doesn't dress up on weekdays, at least she doesn't hate it.

"Doesn't Madam like those objects?"

"do not like."

If someone else spoke like this, Fu Qingyu would definitely think it was intentional to make trouble.

But the woman in front of her is not someone else, besides, her temperament is usually deserted, so she is not a person who will make trouble.

Fu Qingyu looked at her and said in a low voice: "Then what do you like, I'll let someone bring it in next time?"

"General Fu is late at night, you should go back to your room earlier to rest."

"This is Fu's house, so of course it's my room, why don't I serve Madam?" Fu Qingyu turned around and leaped into the whole face, got very close, only pecked lightly, and then quickly fled away.

This is a new trick that Fu Qingyu figured out, and it's very fast. When the thin lips of the person in front of him are slightly tightened, it seems that they are about to get angry.

But Fu Qingyu looked like a normal person, and smiled with crooked eyebrows: "Ma'am, don't be angry, we are both women, why do you care so much?"

"Fu Qingyu!"

"I'm here as a husband, why do you have to read in such a hurry?"

I don't know why Fu Qingyu likes this person's angry appearance the most, maybe this person is usually taciturn.

It's really exciting to get angry like this.

It's just that when he waved his palm, Fu Qingyu hurriedly avoided it, but it's a pity that the carved window should be bought again.

Fu Qingyu tapped her toes nimbly and probed a little closer, stretched her arms and hugged Jiang Ruo as if death was at home, and the two fell into the bed together.

But without waiting for Fu Qingyu to take the initiative, Jiang Ruo lightly pressed Fu Qingyu's side face with her palm, without the slightest thought of pity.

Fu Qingyu, who was pushed aside, looked up at the woman above and smiled, her breathing was still a little unsteady.

"why are you laughing?"

"I'm happy."

The woman held Fu Qingyu's hands in her palms, looked closely at her face and said, "What are you happy about?"

Fu Qingyu's bright eyes looked at the person who was very close, and said slyly: "If you get closer again, I will tell my wife for your husband."

When the person in front of him hesitated to get closer, Fu Qingyu raised his head with the corners of his mouth raised, and kissed the lips that were close in front of him.

The wind of the palm immediately landed on Fu Qingyu's right shoulder, and this palm hurt so much that Fu Qingyu was caught off guard.

It's no wonder that beauties have a strange temper, but if this beauty is also skilled in martial arts, ordinary people can't bear it.

Perhaps Fu Qingyu has never made a sound, the woman in front of her with a bad complexion leaned closer, lightly holding Fu Qingyu's veins with her fingertips and calling in a low voice: "Xiaoyu?"

Such an intimate address made Fu Qingyu feel better, and even his brows relaxed.

"Madam, the strength of your palm is not light." Fu Qingyu pretended to be seriously injured, and reached out to hold Jiang Ruo's hand instead.

The woman replied in a daze, "Let me see."

"It's been a few months since we got married, Madam is so estranged, it hurts my husband's heart."

Fu Qingyu watched eagerly, only to see the worried eyes of the woman in front of her, as if she didn't hear the meaning behind Fu Qingyu's words.

"The injury is not serious. I will apply medicine to you and you will be healed in a few days."

"Ma'am, will you regret it?" Fu Qingyu asked while holding the woman's hand and pressing it to her cheek.

The woman sat aside with puzzled eyes and replied, "Why should I regret it?"

"When the two girls get married, I can't give you anything other than those items." But she didn't care about those gold, silver and jewelry items. Fu Qingyu really couldn't find anything else he could do to keep her.

"I don't need anything in return from you."

This will be Fu Qingyu's turn to be confused, does she really like herself?

But every time I sincerely confessed to him, I was rejected. After all these years, Fu Qingyu really didn't have much confidence.

"Then why don't we try it too?" Fu Qingyu approached with bright eyes.

Fu Qingyu has been to Fireworks and Willow Alley quite often, but after meeting her, it seemed that Fu Qingyu couldn't be more peaceful.

The woman in front of her was puzzled, and she hesitated to take back the hand that Fu Qingyu was holding tightly.

Fu Qingyu didn't want to let go of such a good opportunity, so he pecked the palm lightly and said softly: "You and I are married to my wife, so naturally I won't like others, why should my lady worry?"

Originally, I wanted to take this rare opportunity to express my feelings, but I never thought that the woman in front of me seemed to be in a daze, and never responded.

For a while, I don't know if Fu Qingyu's eyes are dazzled, or if the fair face is dyed with a light pink, it really makes people unable to take their eyes off.

"You should rest early." The woman suddenly said, then withdrew her hand and wanted to leave.

How could Fu Qingyu be willing to give up at such a rare opportunity, so he put his arms around the person in front of him, and whispered next to his ear: "Ma'am, are you shy?"

"Fu Qingyu!"

"Don't get angry, my husband still hurts." Fu Qingyu didn't want to offend this thin-skinned woman, so she quickly closed her eyes obediently and pretended to fall asleep.

The people around him seemed to really have no intention of doing anything, it was rare for the two of them to sleep on the same bed, Fu Qingyu was already exhausted during the day.

This time, he settled down a lot, sniffed the scent of grass and trees lightly with his nose, and said with a smile on the corner of his mouth: "After the expedition, I'm afraid there won't be such a chance."

"This expedition, you should be careful."

Fu Qingyu opened his eyes, looked at the woman in front of him, and said, "I will come back alive. After all, I haven't consummated my wife's marriage yet, even if I'm a ghost, I won't be reconciled."

"you……"

"Ma'am, don't be angry. This is something from my heart. I only tell my wife."

"Fu Qingyu, if you say one more word, I will throw you out."

"Don't!" Fu Qingyu tightened her arms, and closed her eyes as if sighing.

Seeing that no one was talking for a while, he secretly opened his eyes again, with an unstoppable smile in his eyes whispering in his ears: "Madam, are you asleep?"

"What are you doing so close?" The woman replied awkwardly, pulling her head away from her side.

Fu Qingyu entangled her hands and feet and said: "Of course I like it. There are many women in court who admire me, but I just like Madam. Do Madam know why?"

The woman in front of her didn't answer, but looked sideways at the gauze above her head, as if she wasn't interested in what Fu Qingyu said.

"That's because, I just like Madam, even if it's cold all day long."

"How long do you want to go?"

"Even if I talk about ten days and ten nights in my heart, it will definitely be endless."

"Then save it for later, it's late at night."

Fu Qingyu pressed his forehead lightly against her side face, sighed and said: "Once the war starts, I don't know when I will be able to return to the capital. Madam, I am reluctant to leave you."

As soon as these words came out, the people beside him suddenly fell silent, looking at Fu Qingyu like a wooden man, stroking the side of Fu Qingyu's face with his palm, his eyes were extremely gentle.

"Are you willing to leave Rong Kingdom with me now?"

This is not the first time she asked, but Fu Qingyu didn't understand why she was so stubborn to leave Rong country by herself.

Not to mention that it is a felony for a general to flee privately before a war, but the prestige of the Fu family will also be stained by it.

Fu Qingyu is not afraid of death, but once he leaves, he can only take her to escape from hunting. This is not the stable life Fu Qingyu wants to give her.

The silence caused the rare warmth between the two to fade instantly, and even her eyes became a little colder. Fu Qingyu wanted to speak, but she was gently embraced in her arms, and her words rang softly in her ears.

"Xiao Yu, you will die."

There was even fear mixed in these words, and she, who was always calm and composed, would also be afraid in the first place.