Chapter 137 An embarrassing scene
After everyone had their meal, they began to rest around the fire.
The Shen family let Liu Feifei and the child rest in the carriage. Liu Xiaoyun and Shu Bao also stayed in the carriage.
Everyone else slept around the fire.
Fu Xuanting was unable to get a meal at the Shen family's place.
The wild vegetables I cooked were so unpalatable that I could only eat a few bites and then couldn't finish them.
She touched her rumbling stomach, but she didn't expect Shen Yunyue really wouldn't let her eat.
Drink a few more bowls of water.
I can't suppress the hunger in my stomach.
Fu Xuanting avoided Shen Yunyue and came to Mo Yiran. She squatted down and showed a pitiful face.
"Aunt, I made my sister-in-law angry. She's still mad at me and won't give me any food."
Fu Xuanting was originally good-looking.
Her butterfly-wing eyelashes were now stained with tears, and she twisted her handkerchief with both hands. The corners of her mouth curved downwards, "Auntie, can I apologize to her tomorrow morning?"
Mo Yiran didn't expect that this girl would make Shen Yunyue angry again.
Look at this beautiful face, she is taller than Yunyue and several months older than her.
Mo Yiran felt uncomfortable, "Why did you make Yunyue angry again? Miss Fu, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but you should learn to grow up."
Fu Xuanting knew that Mo Yiran was easy to talk to and thought that she could coax her with just a few tears.
Judging from the situation, it’s probably not easy to fool him.
She whispered with tears in her eyes, "It's my fault. Seeing my brother always yelling at me with a cold face, I naturally feel uncomfortable."
She carefully raised her head and looked at Mo Yiran, "Aunt. I'm sorry."
Fu Xuanting touched her shrunken belly and lowered her head. Hatred surged in her eyes. If she had control over those assets, why would she be so humble? Was it just to satisfy her appetite?
"Hey. You guys... On the road of exile, a family should stick together."
After Mo Yiran said this, he looked at her drooping bun worriedly.
"Although my Yunyue has a bad temper, she is honest and fair. Xuanheng is too cold-hearted, but he is just as fair as Yunyue."
"Since you have offended both of them, it is not easy for me to show favoritism."
Mo Yiran couldn't bear to see her trembling shoulders, so he closed his eyes. "You'll have to take care of yourself. Think about what your mother said before she died, and think about Yun Yue and Xuan Heng's tolerance for you."
"If it were anyone else, that kick would have knocked your intestines out long ago."
Mo Yiran heard the rumbling sound in her stomach.
She understood why Fu Xuanting came to see her.
She is easily influenced and sometimes does stupid things.
But I will ask my daughter's opinion before doing anything stupid.
How could he avoid Shen Yunyue when doing things?
Seeing that Mo Yiran stopped talking, Fu Xuanting suppressed the hatred in her eyes and dug her nails deep into her palms without realizing it.
I didn't feel the pain until I saw the broken nail.
Sister Wen on the side was holding a steamed bun in her hand and looking at Peng Xiyue and her siblings from a distance.
"Humph. Isn't it just the mistress's daughter? Why are you superior to others?
I didn’t share the money my grandparents sent to my mother.
If my mother had gotten that money, she wouldn't have lost her life."
Sister Wen muttered to herself as she walked.
Her little head hit a leg, and she was so angry that she spat on the other person's leg.
An impatient voice came from above.
"How do you walk?"
Sister Wen looked up and saw that it was that silly beauty Fu Xuanting.
"Sister Fu, would you like some steamed bread?" Sister Wen only took two bites of the steamed bread in her hand, then broke it in half and handed it to Fu Xuanting.
He took the other half and started eating it in big mouthfuls.
Fu Xuanting swallowed, and finally reality triumphed over face.
He took half of the steamed bread and gobbled it up, "Why are you so kind as to give me the steamed bread?"
An unknown meaning flashed in Sister Wen's calculating eyes.
Smiling, she sat on the ground and said, “You and I are the same people. Without a mother, we have all offended Miss Shen inexplicably.”
The little girl smiled at the thought and said, "You have offended more than me. I just wanted to play with the young master of Prince An's Mansion."
Fu Xuanting also remembered what happened that day.
I couldn't help but sneer:
"She just doesn't like anything. She took control of my Fu family's money and gave it all to the Shen family."
Sister Wen nodded in agreement, "Sister Fu is even more pitiful. The Shen family has everything they need, and the escorts treat her very well."
"If you had that money, the escorts would treat you better."
Sister Wen's words touched Fu Xuanting's heart, making her feel that she had found a confidant in life.
Every word this girl said touched my heart.
The last ray of moon disappeared behind the dark clouds.
There was only sinisterness in Sister Wen's eyes.
Fu Xuanting shuddered inexplicably. She always felt that the little girl in front of her was more terrifying than Shen Yunyue.
Burying her head in her knees, Fu Xuanting said absentmindedly:
"I saw my brother give him another banknote today. My brother is very good at making money. He is very capable."
Fu Xuanting thought of how Fu Xuanheng used to be in the abandoned prince's mansion.
Even with a glance from afar, she would have thought that her elder brother was the most brilliant man in the world.
The noble ladies in the capital all liked to attend the tea parties invited by Fu Xuanting, just to catch a glimpse of the young prince from afar.
No one has come since Fu Xuanheng fell ill.
Fu Xuanting withdrew her thoughts.
Sister Wen looked at Fu Xuanting thoughtfully, but only saw her head.
Just as he was about to say something, he heard a flash of anger on Fu Xuanting's face. "I'm going to ask for the silver."
After saying that, he stood up and walked eagerly towards where Shen Yunyue was.
Sister Wen sat on the ground and looked at her with a sinister smile.
"Interesting, is that useless guy really good at making money?" Sister Wen touched her face. Well, she was still too young.
He probably doesn't like the development system.
Sister Wen pinched her cheeks a little angrily, "Can't I just grow a few years older?"
Fu Xuanting walked quickly to Shen Yunyue's side and sat down. She felt inexplicably safer.
Shen Yunyue slept in Fu Xuanheng's cloak.
She wore a red fox hat on her head, and the dim firelight flickered on her face.
Fu Xuanheng closed his eyes, and when he noticed Fu Xuanting's gaze, he opened his sharp eyes.
Staring at her motionlessly.
Like two cold ices.
"Get out." Fu Xuanheng said silently.
She wanted to leave but didn't dare, so she suppressed her fear. She crawled a few steps towards Shen Yunyue and explained in a low voice:
"Brother, I know I was wrong."
Fu Xuanting told Fu Xuanheng everything that had just happened.
Without missing a single word, she said, "I'm so scared of Sister Wen's eyes. What do you think she wants to do?"
Just because Fu Xuanting is very angry with Shen Yunyue doesn't mean she can allow others to plot against Shen Yunyue.
She just wanted to exercise her sister-in-law's rights and bully Shen Yunyue.
Fu Xuanheng didn't say anything else, but his frown seemed to tighten even more.
After a long time, he said coldly:
"I see."
"Brother, I didn't want anyone to plot against my sister-in-law. I just..." Fu Xuanting murmured aggrievedly.
Fu Xuanheng pressed his eyebrows impatiently and noticed that the cloak on Shen Yunyue's shoulders was loose.
He reached out and pulled the cloak on her shoulders a little higher, his eyes falling on her face.
The smooth and tender skin was pink, and I touched it for some unknown reason.
Fu Xuanheng's heart had already become a clear pool.
When he looked up and saw Fu Xuanting still sitting there, he couldn't help but get angry again.
"roll."
Fu Xuanting looked at him aggrievedly, not daring to anger Fu Xuanheng, so she ran to squeeze together with Fu Xuansheng.
Anyway, she would never dare to be alone even if she was beaten to death.
Fu Xuansheng didn't dare to say much and could only move some space for her.
After seeing her lying down, he said contemptuously:
"You only dare to yell at your own family. How dare a little girl scare you like this?"
Fu Xuanting covered her ears after being told that, she refused to listen.
He glared at me unhappily and said, "Then help me get back at my expense tomorrow."
"Hmph. You'd better return the steamed bread to the owner tomorrow. You can't just eat some people's food." Fu Xuansheng closed his eyes.
Fu Xuanting: .... They all saw the embarrassing scene.
Fu Xuanting doesn't have the courage to do bad things, but if she were in the deposed prince's mansion, she would be a domineering noble lady.
In the future, they will become more domineering and will only dare to bully the weak.
During her exile, she only quarreled with those she believed would not kill her, especially Shen Yunyue, who had promised Aunt Feng a chance to live.
The next day, morning.
After everyone got up, they simply washed up.
Chen Yunting and his followers came over with dry food to say goodbye. "Fu Xuanheng, Miss Chen, let's say goodbye today. These food will be left for you to use."
Fu Xuanheng knew that Chen Yunting had listened to what he said.
"Okay, we'll take it."
Shen Yunyue was surprised:
"Really accept it?"
She knew that Fu Xuanheng rarely accepted things from others like this, and only she would do this.
"Since it's Young Master Chen's intention, we can't really refuse it." There was a hint of warmth in Fu Xuanheng's eyes.
Chen Yunting raised his chin and signaled his followers to hand all the things to Shen Citong.
"Thank you very much."
Chen Yunting clasped his fists.
Fu Xuanheng glanced at Qiu Zhiying who was walking over and said with a double meaning:
"Master Chen, please take good care of the painting."
Chen Yunting was stunned for a moment, then he understood.
"Understood."
He had already caught a glimpse of Qiu Zhiying's sleeves, turned his head and put on a smiling face to talk to Qiu Zhiying.
Only his voice could be heard on the wind.
"It's just some coarse grains. We won't need them on our way to Jinyang Prefecture. It's better to give them to the Shen family."
"Master Qiu, would you like to stay with me in Jinyang Mansion for a few days?"
…….
When they were on the road again, Chen Yunting soon parted ways at a fork in the road.
This trip only takes seven or eight days to reach Yunzhou City.
Yunyang Prefecture is vast and sparsely populated, so it is not easy to find a town to rent a carriage.
The monkey stood on the horse's back, the whip in his hand whirring.
"Everyone, hurry up and try to find a place to stay in town tonight. Tomorrow we will continue our journey by renting a carriage."
"Master, I'm sick."
"Officer, I'm vomiting and dizzy..."
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