Marry the first wife

Fu Yao felt heartbroken after hearing Shen Zhaoxian's words, but she couldn't do anything about it, at least not openly.

Since someone said that, she couldn't refuse too much. She took the bank note grandly and smiled, "Since you said that, I won't be polite."

The feeling of holding the heavy weight in your hand was really different. Fu Yao was beaming with joy, and she couldn't help but look at the banknote.

Shen Zhaoxian emptied his hands and said softly: "Young lady, you believe what I say so much? Aren't you afraid that everything Shen said before is a lie?"

Fu Yao raised her eyebrows and said word by word: "So what if it's true? So what if it's false? Who can tell clearly what's true and false? What's more, I believe Mr. Shen may not be in the mood to come here now. Compiling lies to deceive me?”

Anyway, once the banknote is in her hands, no one can take it away!
"Girl, I wonder if I still have the old clothes I wore before?"

Fu Yao raised her eyebrows as she looked at the banknote in her hand, couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips, and spoke much faster, "Of course you are here?"

Pandi originally wanted to throw away the tattered clothes, but Uncle He stopped her later, saying that she was afraid that people would want them after they woke up.

Unexpectedly, Uncle He really hit the mark.

"That piece of clothing is extremely important to me. It is the last relic left by my mother to you and me. Shen really cherishes it and does not want to throw it away. I wonder if the eldest lady can return it to me?" Shen Zhaoxian asked cautiously.

If it had been another person, he might have been moved by Shen Zhao's filial piety on the spot and would have returned the clothes to him immediately.

But that person was Fu Yao, so she had to put it another way. According to her understanding of Shen Zhaoxian, it was not her mother's last relic at all. It was clearly a lie he used to deceive her.

There is no other reason. Fu Yao had seen that piece of clothing before, but Shen Zhaoxian did not cherish it so much at that time. Moreover, the piece of clothing was clearly made by the embroiderer of General Jingyuan's mansion, so it was not a relic.

Could it be that the embroiderer in General Jingyuan's residence is the mother Shen Zhaoxian has never met?

Fu Yao couldn't help but shudder and wanted to laugh when she thought about that scene.

"I hope that Mr. Shen will forgive me. It's not that I don't want to return the clothes to Mr. Shen, but that the clothes were repaired by the maids in the house. Mr. Shen's clothes are not with me now."

As soon as these words came out, Shen Zhaoxian's originally calm expression visibly froze, and his calm face revealed a hint of disbelief and sadness.

The proud Fu Yao did not notice the subtle changes in Shen Zhaoxian's expression.

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen. After the clothes are repaired, the maid will definitely return them to Zhao intact."

Shen Zhaoxian's mouth showed a bit of bitterness. His good upbringing did not allow him to show the slightest bit of disappointment, "Thank you, miss."

Fu Yao looked at the tiredness between Shen Zhaoxian's brows and said softly: "Young Master Shen just woke up, you should have a good rest and don't overwork yourself."

Hearing the words of concern, Shen Zhaoxian could not say a word at the moment.

This scene was deeply reflected in Fu Yao's eyes. She stared at the silent man in front of her, raised her little fist and was about to hit him.

"Master Shen, please rest early."

When leaving, Fu Yao carefully put the banknote into her arms and took away the baggage placed on Shen Zhaoxian's bed.

The dirty clothes were already on the bed, and no one would notice them, let alone take them away, if he didn't say anything.

Fu Yao weighed the light baggage in her hands and cursed angrily in her heart: She was so stupid that she cheated on her.

Now, it’s okay, it’s still unclear who is cheating whom?

As long as Shen Zhaoxian doesn't tell her the truth for a day, he won't be able to take these clothes back. Anyway, it's quite safe to leave them here. "Big girl?"

Fu Yao had just taken a few steps when she heard Shen Zhaoxian's doubtful voice and turned her head with doubts.

"I wonder what the eldest girl's last name is?" He would have to stay here for a long time, and he still didn't know the name of his savior and it was inconvenient to call him.

Fu Yao was startled. She could answer any question fluently, but this one?
The hand holding the baggage was quietly clenched, and my heart was numb with panic.

"Big girl?" Shen Zhaoxian asked again.

Fu Yao blinked her eyes and looked around, "My surname is Xu. Mr. Shen can just call me Miss Xu." After that, she fled in a panic.

The breeze came slowly, leaving Shen Zhaoxian alone in the room, sitting blankly on the side of the bed, murmuring: "It's Xu, not Fu."

The only hope left in my heart was completely extinguished at this moment. Her slender legs were put together and her hands were wrapped around her curled up body.

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The air is crisp in autumn, and the pavilion built with vines is extremely refreshing, and the summer heat rarely breaks through.

Cool tea is the best to drink at this moment. It is refreshing. Fu Yao first poured a cup for Uncle He who was sitting opposite, and then poured a cup for herself. "Uncle He, how about you try the tea I made this time?"

Hearing this, Uncle He held the tea cup with both hands and took a sip. A look of disgust appeared between his eyebrows after taking a sip.

Needless to say, Fu Yao knew that this tea was wasted again. It was a pity for such good tea.

"It's okay."

Uncle He couldn't bear to see the beautiful girl look disappointed and said something against her will.

Fu Yao smiled when she heard this, she was also happy with the lie.

He picked up the tea in front of him and took a sip, then quickly put it down as if nothing had happened. His mouth was full of bitterness and an indescribable taste.

The tea is brewed by one's own hands, so no matter how unpleasant it is, you have to drink it.

"Uncle He, in a few days I will take An Ning to school in Zhonghe County next door. I don't feel comfortable leaving all the big and small things at home to others. Only by leaving them in your hands can I take An Ning there with peace of mind. .”

Zhonghe County is far away from Xiahe County, and the academy that Aning wants to go to is further away. It will take at least dozens of days to go back and forth. It is inevitable to worry about things at home when you are away from home.

After a long while, Uncle He Fuxu nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will take care of everything at home."

After hearing Uncle He's words, Fu Yao slowly felt relieved.

"Uncle He, how is Master Shen's injury now?"

Speaking of Shen Zhaoxian, Uncle He's expression was rare and solemn, "Mr. Shen's external injuries are gradually improving now. There is no need to worry too much. It's just that the internal injuries need to be treated slowly. It is estimated that a lot of precious medicinal materials will be used."

Precious medicinal materials are hard to come by, and you can’t just get them if you want them.

"Uncle He, just write down the medicinal materials you will use tomorrow. If that doesn't work, I will go to Shanghe County and try to bring back the medicinal materials you need."

She had to treat Shen Zhaoxian's illness. His eyes were caused by congestion in the brain. As luck would have it, the congestion would naturally dissipate. Fu Yao could do nothing about it.

But she might be able to think of a way to use those medicinal materials. She can't do anything that cannot be changed by human hands. She will do her best wherever she can.