Long Yi choked and quickly scolded, "You unfilial son!"
"Filial piety?" Fu Ciyi sneered. "Seeing the fire starting, did you come to save me? By then, Long Wenyu was already dead, so how could I talk about filial piety? For the next sixteen years, I was Fu Ciyi, and the word filial piety from the King of Jin had nothing to do with me."
Long Yi's face turned ashen, his hands clenched into fists, and he angrily said, "Do you believe I will beat you up?"
Fu Ciyi didn't want to waste any more words with him, so he dragged Yan Funing towards the mansion and instructed Fu Xi as they walked: "Whoever dares to enter the mansion will be beaten, regardless of the consequences."
"Yes, sir!"
Fu Xi and others responded loudly.
The momentum is as strong as a rainbow.
The two followers behind Long Yi were frightened and shrank their necks.
"Your Highness, let's go back." One of them advised.
Another person also advised: "Yes, Your Majesty, the Concubine Dowager and the Princess are waiting for Your Majesty to have dinner in the palace, so you should be anxious."
What they said was heard by Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi who were walking around the mansion.
"Husband." Yan Funing called softly, "Husband, don't be angry."
"I'm not angry." Fu Ciyi said calmly, "You heard it too. He has a princess now. Not only does he have a princess, he also has a prince. He has completely forgotten me and my mother. I don't know what he's acting out with such hypocrisy."
This is where the funny thing happens.
He is clearly a man who is good at love affairs, but he has to pretend to be sincere and affectionate, which is the most disgusting thing.
"That Long Lihui, I don't think he's very capable. Perhaps the Prince of Jin will learn that you were able to win the top spot in the imperial examination and become the Prime Minister. Then, when you compare yourself to Long Lihui, the difference between you and me will become clear."
"Whatever he wants."
"Let's go quickly. It's so cold, we should eat hot pot. Let's put all the unhappy things aside, husband, what do you say?"
The man then smiled: "Okay."
The family sat down in the dining room and started eating hot pot.
Halfway through the meal, Fu Ciyi put down his chopsticks and spoke solemnly, "Nan Yao, you must have been a little excited after learning about your life story. You might have thought that as the princess of a royal palace, you might be sought after. As your brother, I need to say something in advance: it's not advisable to be greedy for fame and fortune."
Fu Nanyao replied sternly, "Brother, I have acted inappropriately in the past, but you are already the Prime Minister. To be selfish and inappropriate, your sister is also sought after. I don't care about the status of a princess in a royal palace. To put it bluntly, although I didn't directly participate in the hatred and resentment in front of you, I am not a heartless person. I know how difficult it is for our family. As long as you don't recognize that person, I will never recognize him either!"
"Yes, if my brother doesn't recognize me, I won't recognize him either!" Fu Beimo immediately stated, "Our family is living well now, and this is enough."
As he spoke, he muttered softly, "My brother is more fortunate than me. He met my sister-in-law. If only I were older..."
"Hmm?" Fu Ciyi frowned, "What did you say?"
Fu Beimo pulled the corner of his lips and said with a playful smile: "If I were older, who knows, my grandfather might have betrothed my sister-in-law to me."
"You kid, finally told the truth."
Fu Ciyi raised his hand and slapped Fu Beimo on the forehead.
Yan Funing giggled: "Don't hit the head."
Wan Niang laughed along, "Bei Mo, you little bastard, have you been drinking? You're just talking nonsense."
"Mom, I haven't drunk anything yet." Fu Beimo covered his forehead. "Brother, my sister-in-law said not to hit me on the head. I've finally become smarter. If you hit me stupid again, what should I do?"
Meng Li shook his head when he heard this, then stood up and picked up some slices of cooked meat from the pot for Wan Niang and Fu Nan Yao.
"Aunt, Nan Yao, be careful not to burn your mouth. Although Bei Mo hasn't drunk any alcohol yet, his face is red." Meng Li exposed him mercilessly.
Fu Beimo disagreed: "I was just hot. Besides, sister-in-law is the best woman in the world..." He looked at his brother, "Brother, you really have to treat sister-in-law well. If you don't treat her well, I will be the first to get angry with you."
"You tell me."
Fu Ciyi gathered his sleeves and picked up some meat for Yan Funing.
"Husband, I want to eat some chicken greens. Give me some greens." Yan Funing said.
"good."
He did as he was told.
Seeing his brother and sister-in-law like this, Fu Beimo smiled, his eyes filled with tears, but the smile quickly disappeared.
As long as my brother is more attentive, my sister-in-law will be happy.
Seeing his sister-in-law happy, he will be happy too.
Once the hot pot was finished, dinner ended slowly, and by the time everyone returned to their rooms, it was already late at night.
Turn off the lights and go to bed.
The couple lay flat on the bed.
Noticing that the person next to her had gone back to his room, Yan Funing lay on her side and asked cautiously, "Can you tell me what happened during the fire?"
In the evening, he told King Jin that he watched the fire burn but King Jin just watched without doing anything to put out the fire.
This causes enormous psychological harm to a child.
Many people need a lifetime to heal from the misfortunes of their childhood.
She felt so sorry for his childhood.
Rather than trying to make him forget or not remember it, it would be better to face it head on. Maybe if he talked about it, she could help share some of the burden.
Fu Ciyi spoke slowly, "I was young then, so I lived in the same courtyard with my mother. I was woken by the smoke and wanted to run out, but there was no way out. Through the blazing fire, I saw him standing coldly outside the courtyard."
"There was no intention of entering the yard to rescue anyone."
"Even if he pretended to be affectionate, someone would definitely stop him, but he never did."
"Yan Funing, sometimes I think my cold-bloodedness is probably inherited from him."
"No, you're not cold-blooded." Yan Funing shrank into his arms. "As children, we can't choose who our parents are. But the future is our own. We can choose to face it positively and optimistically."
"You're absolutely right." He hugged her soft body tightly, "It's hard for you to face this terrible thing with me."
“It’s not hard work. Life has its ups and downs. That’s what life is.”
This kind of life will never be found in books.
She probably didn't travel through a book, but through time.
That mysterious book that didn't even have a title was probably just a tool she used to travel through time.
Fu Ciyi rested his chin on her head: "Well, let's go to sleep."
Today is like this, and my mood has been affected after all.
I originally wanted to get close to her, but now I have no interest at all.
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The next day, Fu Ciyi went out to work.
Yan Funing was not idle either. She took Wan Niang's pulse first. When Fu Beimo came in, she gave him an acupuncture on the head.
"Fu Ning, can I recover my memory?" Wan Niang asked.
"If you can remove the poison that has been in my mother's body for over ten years, she will recover and her eyes will be healed."
Yan Funing said this while gently twisting the needle on Fu Beimo's head.
Fu Beimo interrupted: "Sister-in-law, how can we quickly remove the poison from mother's body?"
"The fastest way is to find the antidote. The antidote is probably in Prince Jin's Mansion, but it's probably hard to find." Yan Funing pursed her lips, "So I thought I'd look for a way myself. Prince Cheng's Mansion has a library, and the medical books inside might have the antidote."
Fu Beimo suggested: "Then let's go look for Longxuxu today?"
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