Chapter 229 Zhao Lingmeng Gives Gifts to Princess Fushouchang and Her Husband
"Let's go, let's go. I won't see you off." Zhao Lingmeng said and sat back in the chair.
Fushou looked at his husband, then at Funing, and said, "Take good care of yourself in Yuanjing. I'll bring you some delicious food when I get there. Most importantly, remember to write to me."
Fushou looked at Funing and nodded with a smile, then Shui Zhuoyong helped her walk outside.
Zhao Lingmeng looked at the backs of Fushou and Shui Zhuoyong and muttered quietly, "It really is true that all good things must come to an end! This Yuanjing is becoming increasingly boring."
"If Your Highness is reluctant to part with Princess Fushouchang, then he should take a look at the other ladies and wives in Yuanjing! Perhaps there will be one who will be compatible with Your Highness."
Qiuyue poured tea for Zhao Lingmeng and comforted her.
Zhao Lingmeng knew that her current status was not suitable for having a group of close friends. If people looked for her and couldn't find her after a few attempts, it would always be troublesome: "Forget it, it's too troublesome, so let's just go with the flow!"
"As long as His Highness is happy, that's all that matters." Qiuyue, Zhao Lingmeng's number one die-hard fan, only thinks about Zhao Lingmeng in everything.
Shui Zhuoyong supported Fushou and walked slowly outside. Fushou did not say a word along the way. Shui Zhuoyong knew that his cousin was reluctant to leave. Princess Funing was his cousin's only friend.
Shui Zhuoyong held her tightly and didn't say much.
Fushou was truly heartbroken and reluctant to leave. She didn't even dare look back. She was actually afraid. She was so frail, and she feared this would be the last time she saw them. She was even more afraid she'd regret it and stop her cousin from pursuing his career.
Funing and her husband got on the carriage in silence. As soon as Funing got on the carriage, she burst into tears.
Shui Zhuoyong immediately wiped her tears with a handkerchief. He felt distressed immediately: "What's wrong? Are you reluctant to leave? Otherwise, I won't go. I'll go talk to my father."
Fushou pulled his sleeve and said fiercely, "You are not allowed to go. I promised to bring Funing some delicious food from the sea."
Shui Zhuoyong looked at his cousin like this and didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He teased her, "If you keep doing this, I'll really get jealous. I'm such a big handsome guy, but I can't compare to one of your friends?"
Fushou glared at him with tears in her eyes. "You don't understand. During the time you were away from Yuanjing, Funing always asked me to play with her, thought of delicious food for me, and gossiped with me at banquets. Now that I'm gone, she's so bored! There's not even anyone to gossip with at the banquet."
Shui Zhuoyong felt really guilty when he heard his cousin say that. Since getting married, he had been on the battlefield most of the time and had very little time to spend with her. He could only touch his nose awkwardly and coax her in a gentle voice, "Okay, okay, it's all my fault, little ancestor, please stop crying, okay!"
When we get there, send more gifts to Princess Funing. Write more letters so you can find out all the gossip."
Fushou was persuaded by his cousin, but he stopped crying for a while, and couldn't stop crying for a while: "Hiccup, hiccup, you said it? You can't think I'm troublesome when the time comes."
Shui Zhuoyong breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that he had coaxed his cousin. He thought to himself that this woman was so scary when she cried. No wonder his father would immediately give up his position every time his mother cried.
Despite his inner feelings, he calmly ordered the driver to return home. Then, under Fushou's expectant gaze, he nodded, "Don't worry! I won't let you lose contact with Yuanjing. Come and see what parting gift your friend gave us."
Fushou was also very curious, so she opened the box out of curiosity. When she saw what was inside the box, she was stunned for a moment, and then she smiled.
"Fu Ning is really worried about me."
Fushou said this because there was a crossbow in the box. She picked it up and read the instructions, and she knew how to use it. She immediately followed the instructions and carefully tied it to her wrist.
It wasn't very heavy, just the right amount for her to handle, and with the sleeves down, it wasn't noticeable at all. It was so small and snug, it looked like it was designed specifically for women.
It's just that there are fewer arrows, only 6. Fushou studied it and found that the crossbow on his wrist can only hold three arrows, so it seems that there are three spare ones.
Shui Zhuoyong was a martial artist, so when he saw his cousin's crossbow, he was eager to try it out. "Cousin, can you lend me this?"
It's no wonder Shui Zhuoyong was tempted. He had seen crossbows when he was a guard beside the emperor, and he was lucky enough to receive one as a reward from the emperor, but the weight of it was not something a woman could bear. And this one was so small that even his cousin could carry it without affecting her.
Fushou was in a state of confusion, and almost said he would not give it to her: "Don't you have a sword? And I remember that the emperor gave you one as a reward, and you came to steal mine."
Shui Zhuoyong could only stare at it with his eyes for a while. Seeing that his cousin was really interested in it, he temporarily gave up the idea. He thought that he would find a chance to study it after his cousin fell asleep.
He now focused his attention on the box in his hand. He was curious about what Princess Funing would give him. He gently opened the box and said, "Hey!"
Fushou heard her third cousin's exclamation and immediately looked over. He also had a crossbow in his box. It was slightly larger than hers, clearly a man's, but not much larger. It also contained six arrows and the instruction manual.
Fushou pursed his lips and said, "You are lucky. Cousin, you came to pick me up this time, but you took advantage of me."
Shui Zhuoyong said perfunctorily, "Yes, yes, I have taken advantage of Your Highness."
But his hands were not slow at all, and he immediately took it on his wrist to try it.
Fushou watched Shui Zhuoyong's actions, but she didn't want to argue with this idiot now. She was already thinking about what delicious food to bring to Funing to justify her gift.
Shui Zhuoyong came to his senses and looked at Fushou in confusion, "Why do I feel that the crossbow given by Princess Funing is better than the one given by the Emperor?"
Fushou heard her third cousin's words, and countless thoughts flashed through her mind, but she still explained: "Have you forgotten whose daughter she is? Considering the status of Lord Zhao in my father's eyes, this must be the latest one."
Shui Zhuoyong didn't think anything was wrong when Fushou said this. When the old Marquis Zhao was still in the court, he often confronted the emperor, and the emperor never turned against him. He nodded in sudden realization.
Old Lord Zhao had unknowingly taken the blame for countless things that happened to his capable daughter.
The gift Zhao Lingmeng gave to Fu Shou and his wife saved them several times in the following years. Everyone in Kyoto knew about the variety of seafood at Princess Funing's mansion. It could be described in one sentence: "There's no way to finish it. It's simply impossible to finish it."
Zhao Lingmeng also did not let him down. When she decided to give it to Fushou, she asked Chunshui to present the latest crossbow drawings to the emperor.
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