Intelligent and Protective Young Lady VS Gentle and Reserved Young Master.
Miss Hua Fushu, the eldest daughter of the Hua family, has a fiancé who is the legitimate son of the Grand General&...
There are only a few words on the paper, but every word is from the heart.
Although her father conspired with Ye Shiheng to trick her, he gave her freedom, knowing that she didn't want to stay in the Ye family. Isn't this house deed the best proof?
"Dad, Mom..." Hua Fushu's eyes were shining white as he looked ahead at the carriages and horses that had long disappeared.
Suddenly, she ran forward hurriedly. Ye Zelin looked at her with a frown on his face.
After running about a hundred meters, Hua Fushu stopped abruptly, staring ahead, motionless.
Ye Zelin stared at Hua Fushu's back, his brows furrowed slightly, his eyes deep and dark. He walked to Side, led a brown horse, stepped on the stirrups and jumped onto the horse's back, holding the reins and steering the horse towards Hua Fushu.
Side widened his eyes and looked at Ye Zelin.
When he reached Hua Fushu's side, Ye Zelin stopped, stretched out his hand, and said, "Do you want to go?"
Hua Fushu looked at him in confusion and instantly understood what he meant. She didn't answer, but her heart was filled with turmoil.
Seeing that she didn't respond, Ye Zelin was about to withdraw his hand, but Hua Fushu suddenly grabbed his hand. Ye Zelin pulled hard, and Hua Fushu got on the horse and sat in front of Ye Zelin.
Ye Zelin lifted the reins again, lowered his chin to Hua Fushu's ear, and said softly, "Hold on tight."
Hua Fushu turned his head to look up at Ye Zelin, and saw that he had a handsome face, a smooth jaw, and a pair of dark and bright eyes that revealed a bit of tenderness like water, and he was elegant and graceful.
I couldn't help but think of a sentence, "He is refreshing and as beautiful as jade, it must be Ye Menyu Shilang." This is the praise that the people in the closed city gave to Ye Zelin.
Ye Zelin rode the horse slowly, his other hand was about to move, but after hesitating for a moment, he slowly put his arm around Hua Fushu's waist and hugged her tightly.
Hua Fushu was startled and lowered her head to look at Ye Zelin's hand around her waist. Ye Zelin's slender legs gently touched the horse's belly, and the horse seemed to have broken free from its reins and ran forward quickly.
Hua Fushu leaned back and fell into Ye Zelin's arms, which were neither too big nor too small, just enough to fit her back.
Ye Zelin knew that he was being impolite, so he said, "I'm sorry, Sister Fushu."
Hua Fushu said, "Nothing."
Seeing that Hua Fushu did not blame him, Ye Zelin breathed a sigh of relief.
Hua Mingqian and his companions had not walked far for long, and the two were about to catch up. Looking at the carriage and horses moving slowly in front, Hua Fushu asked Ye Zelin to stop. Ye Zelin was puzzled and finally stopped his horse.
Hua Fushu's round almond-shaped eyes looked ahead, and his eye sockets became redder. "Dad, Mom! Dad, Mom, brother! Mom, Dad..."
Hua Fushu shouted, and Hua Feimo, who was walking in front of the carriage, seemed to hear it. He turned his horse's head and saw that it was indeed Hua Fushu.
"flower."
Hua Fushu waved: "Brother."
Hua Mingqian also heard his daughter's voice and asked the driver to stop.
Ye Zelin put his arm around Hua Fushu's waist and rode his horse over.
Hua Fushu only cared about his parents and didn't mind Ye Zelin's rudeness.
In the car, Hua Mingqian was about to get off, but Mrs. Qidie stopped him and shook her head at him, so Hua Mingqian had to sit back down.
Ye Zelin rode his horse to the side of the carriage and stopped, but he did not let go of Hua Fushu's hand until Hua Feimo gave him a strange look, and then he quickly pulled his hand away.
Hua Fushu wanted to get off the horse, but Ye Zelin stopped her. He got off the horse first and stretched out his arms. Hua Fushu put her arms around his neck and was carried down by him.
Hua Feimo also got off his horse, "Hua'er, brother thought you weren't coming."
Hua Fushu said, "I'm here to see my parents off."
Hua Mingqian lifted the green cloth curtain of the small window and looked at Hua Fushu, "Girl, you are finally here. Daddy and Mommy thought you were unwilling to come and see us off."
Hua Fushu hesitated, "Daughter, daughter..."
Madam Qidie glanced towards the small window, giving it a cold glance before saying, "You have a fickle temper and do whatever you want. A girl is no longer a girl once she's married. It's always good to be more thoughtful and considerate. As a wife, you should support your husband and raise your children. As a daughter-in-law, you should respect and love your parents-in-law, uphold the principles of filial piety and brotherly love, and fulfill your duties as a wife and daughter-in-law."
"Mom." Hua Fushu didn't know whether he was embarrassed or disliked the words, and called out "Mom" with a hint of warning.
Madam Qidie glanced at Hua Fushu again and said to Hua Mingqian, "It's been more than half a month. Wu girl is a naughty girl. I don't know how many troubles she has caused. She should go back and take care of it as soon as possible."
The dancing girl that Madam Qidie mentioned was Hua Fushu's little sister. Madam Qidie often said that Hua Fushu was a bastard and a troublemaker, so her little daughter was the little troublemaker. Her naughty temper was even worse than Hua Fushu's.
Hua Mingqian lowered the blue cloth curtain, covering the small window, and ordered the driver to drive the carriage forward. Hua Fushu looked at the slowly moving carriage, feeling a little uncomfortable, "Dad, Mom..."
The carriage sped up and soon went away. Ye Zelin had an impulse but finally suppressed it.
Hua Fushu watched the carriage go away.
Hua Feimo said goodbye to Hua Fushu for a few words before Hua Fushu urged him, "Brother, go quickly. Father and mother have gone far away."
Hua Feimo got on his horse and followed his father and mother.
Hua Feimo walked away, and Hua Fushu said, "Thank you."
Before Ye Zelin could understand what was going on, Hua Fushu had already turned around and was walking back. Ye Zelin jumped on his horse and rode to Hua Fushu's side. He looked down at her and extended his arm, "Come up."
Hua Fushu thought of the time they rode together, and because it was forbidden for men and women to touch each other, he became disgusted with Ye Zelin. He raised his hand to shake off Ye Zelin's long arm and said coldly, "You don't need to be so kind."
Ye Zelin said, "I'm not being kind. I'm just trying to prevent your girl from saying I'm bullying you. If my dad finds out, he'll definitely scold me again. I've done the trick for you, so you have to finish the rest with me."
Hua Fushu raised his head and said, "Who wants you to control me?"
Hua Fushu continued to move forward.
Ye Zelin got off the horse, led the horse and followed Hua Fushu, walking shoulder to shoulder with him. "You get on the horse, and I'll lead you. That should work, right?"
Hua Fushu glanced at him and said, "Okay."
So, she mounted the horse, and Ye Zelin handed her the reins while he watched the horse head toward the city gate. When they reached the gate, Sanqiao and Side were still there. Sanqiao walked over, calling out "Miss," and Side also walked over, calling out "Young Master." Seeing Ye Zelin leading Hua Fushu, Sanqiao felt a little strange and thought about asking Hua Fushu tonight. Side wasn't surprised by this; he didn't know what his young master was thinking.
After they returned to the city, Hua Fushu dismounted. Ye Zelin planned to take her to the East Market, but Hua Fushu said, "Since you've escorted my parents, what can I do for you?"
Ye Zelin said, "My uncle wrote to me and asked me to take you to Wuyin, and I agreed."
Hua Fushu patted Ye Zelin's shoulder and said, "Since you are so filial and you sent my parents off for me, I will go with you to Wuyin to visit my uncle."
Ye Zelin was stunned for a moment and couldn't help laughing. Hua Fushu didn't understand, but didn't ask.
Si De pouted and whispered, "Uncle is not that old."
My uncle is not even thirty years old, so how can he be considered an old man?