Foyou didn't know that she couldn't help herself. She ignored the palace maids' attempts to stop her and sternly asked Feng Erguan to take her to where her father was shooting arrows. She cried in front of her stunned father and said sorry incoherently.
——I’m sorry, I should have died in the north a long time ago.
The emotion in her words was 70% true and 30% false. She was truly frightened and truly hated.
For the first time, Foyou found that she could really hate. She asked her father in front of all the guards and the close ministers who had not had time to retreat, what is right? Can the three-year-old, seven-year-old and eight-year-old sons and grandsons commit suicide to be considered good? Do the Queen Mother and Queen Jiang commit suicide from the beginning to be perfect? Do the thousands of women who are raised as canaries in the backyards of the two saints and kings have to be gentle and pleasing to the emperor, and have to work hard for the country with simple food and simple meals in order to be sympathized? How tragic does it have to be to be pitied without any reservations?
My father was furious. Later, Official Lan purged the palace people and Commander Yang investigated the rumors.
Foyou finally asked his father: "Will you not want me and my second sister?"
Dad leaned over and touched her hair, sighed slightly and said, "Why would you not want it?"
At that moment, she thought of her sad and miserable elder sister, and tears fell silently but violently.
Since then, Foyou has become more and more like those beautiful words in the boudoir rules. She and Shenyou are both sensitive to other people's emotions, but Shenyou just carefully avoids them, while she tries to use them. She likes Da Mama and Empress Wu more, but she can also listen to Mama Wei and Empress Pan gossip for an entire afternoon, as if she is very interested.
Later, she also met the legendary Yue Yun.
Most of the empresses and concubines in the palace disagreed, and the ministers on duty also had expressions of wanting to speak but not knowing how to do it, but Daddy said it was okay, so Foyou spent the whole afternoon with Yue Yun. She had asked Daddy about it, and Daddy hesitated for a long time, saying that he was reliable and had martial arts skills.
But when Foyou saw it, he thought it was a bit silly.
It was not easy to meet Yue Yun, as his father was away from home all year round. The first time he met Yue Yun was at the end of the year, when Foyou was already more than seven or eight years old.
Foyou was actually a little nervous, so she went to the pavilion where Daddy often stayed to wait for him. Daddy didn't stop them from going anywhere, so the pavilion was the place Foyou wanted to come to the most. She had sneaked around the place countless times under the pretext of having fun, and watched Daddy talking and doing things with his husbands from afar.
This man named Yue Yun was not as tall as Foyou imagined. Foyou had actually seen those famous generals, although he could not tell which one was the one who was awarded "loyalty to the country" by his father, and he could not find the youngest one as Empress Pan said - they all looked so powerful and mighty. Yue Yun was just a little shorter, with a normal strong body and a normal tan.
Compared with the nephews and nieces of Empress Wu's family, he was indeed less handsome and suave than those girls would admire, but Foyou didn't care.
This is what Dad chose.
Foyou saw that he was even more nervous than herself, with his head down, as if his future wife's face was growing on the ground. She smiled, and gently invited him to take a seat, and used tea to subtly lead him to talk. Foyou didn't know whether this Yue Xiaodutou was too naive or was afraid that her father was the Zhao official. For the first time, she felt as if she felt what her father felt when he sat here.
...But it seems something is different.
In fact, they didn't talk for a long time. When they were leaving, Foyou returned the greeting and saw Yue Yun's tan face actually blushing. It was really strange. She watched Yue Yun's back and asked the most honest and stupid little palace maid beside her if she blushed. The palace maid answered bluntly: "No."
Her heart suddenly skipped a beat. In those romantic legends, poems and songs, it was said that the pretty young ladies would blush whenever they saw their husbands. But no matter what she did, she couldn't make her face blush. Was she still the princess who lived up to expectations?
However, the future prince consort is not the romantic and elegant Zhuo Yulang.
"He looks like a goose," Foyou said to his excited father, "but he is so dark and strong."
"How do you like it?"
Foyou thought, if you like someone, you should "stand in the wind and dew in the middle of the night for someone", but she was still concerned about her father's love, Shenyou's mood, and she also remembered the Book of Han that she hadn't finished reading, and the Journey to the West that she hadn't finished listening to... There were so many things that were worth her "standing in the middle of the night"!
So she chose the safest answer and said sweetly, "I like Daddy."
Daddy showed that familiar complicated expression again, which was completely different from his pure joy for Yiyou, but generally it was good.
Foyou now seldom resists Yiyou, and she has found a good position for herself: the eldest sister. So she is not as fragile as Shenyou, who is still afraid of the approach of strange eunuchs because of the nightmares in the past, nor is she as worrying as Yiyou, who is often heard by Fu's mother and the ladies coaxing helplessly. She will gently accompany her younger brothers who are still ignorant, comfort Yiyou and Shenyou, and even gently remind Pan Niangniang not to make mistakes when she can no longer bear it.
But how should she treat the "son-in-law"? Everyone said that the one who was given the title of "loyalty to the country" was the one that Daddy trusted and favored the most, and was the general who whipped the Jin people. Foyou thought, then Daddy probably also hoped that she and this son-in-law would be good.
She read poems and saw that Yan Xiang wrote "I want to send a piece of colored paper and a letter", so she also wanted to write a letter. Many people sent "letters" to her father. Foyou asked Pan and Wu Niangniang, and they were both horrified. So she plucked up the courage to ask her father, and he agreed.
Daddy is still the best, Foyou thought as he picked up the pen. She didn't actually have much to say. She held the pen and concentrated for half a day, and just briefly told her about the excitement that her father took her and her three sisters to see outside the palace, and then asked Yue Yun to tell her about the war and his recent interesting things. The first reply letter was sent together with his father's secret letter. After reading it, Foyou showed it to his father, and his father commented with interest: "It is similar to his father's secret letter."
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