Marry the first wife

Chapter 52
Fu Yao lowered her head slightly and remained silent.

On the contrary, Shen Zhaoxian himself had no special feelings about this. To him, this was just an ordinary and trivial thing. He then said: "Actually, it's nothing wrong with it?"

Fu Yao forced a smile on her lips and questioned: "Master Shen, didn't you come to Shangjing just to concentrate on dealing with the coming spring? When things come to a close, why do you think of going back to Jiangnan?"

Shen Zhaoxian was skillfully throwing firewood into the fire and said without thinking, "It's important to return to your hometown to worship your ancestors, isn't it?"

Shen Zhaoxian's evasive attitude made her question unnecessary. However, Fu Yao also clearly felt that Shen Zhaoxian's return to his hometown to worship his ancestors was definitely not voluntary, and the twists and turns were obvious as soon as he thought about it.

"The noodles are ready, let's have a taste." After finishing the finishing work, the well-proportioned noodles were placed in a white porcelain bowl and gently placed on Fu Yao's noodles.

Shen Zhaoxian turned back and took a pair of clean chopsticks and placed them in front of Fu Yao.

Fu Yao reached out to take it and stirred the noodles. A plate of neatly cut bacon slices appeared in front of her eyes, wrapped in a crystal clear film.

"I just took a look. There are no delicacies from Shangjing in the kitchen. There are only common bacon that is easy to preserve. The bacon is a little greasy, but it is also very delicious."

"I deliberately chose good quality pork belly, which won't be too greasy."

Seeing that Fu Yao hadn't touched the bacon for a long time, Shen Zhaoxian thought she was trying to keep in shape and lose weight, or she didn't like the greasy taste of bacon, so he explained.

Hearing this, Fu Yao didn't refuse too much and took a piece of bacon and put it in her mouth.

Even if it doesn't melt in your mouth, it's just right. It's a little greasy, but the slightly bursting texture is also a must-have.

At least, it is difficult to eat bacon with this taste in General Jingyuan’s Mansion in Beijing.

"Very good." Fu Yao said slowly.

Shen Zhaoxian raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his eyes reflected the appearance of the woman in front of him, carrying her elegant every move. She was as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit in disgrace. This seems to be nothing more than that now.

"I still want to explain what happened that day."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Yao suddenly felt that the bacon in her mouth tasted like chewing wax, without much flavor, and the twinkling stars in her eyes also dimmed at this moment.

"Miss, Shen is not talented. I have thought carefully about it these past few days. Even what I said that day offended the elder. I hope you can forgive me."

"Secondly, what was said that day was true and was spoken from the bottom of Shen's heart. The eldest girl was young and in good condition. If the eldest daughter's reputation was damaged because of Shen, Shen's death would be unavoidable. "

"So?" Fu Yao glanced at Shen Zhaoxian lightly. She was calmer than she thought. Maybe it was because the moment she knew that Shen Zhaoxian appeared again, this moment would come sooner or later.

A little guilt appeared on Shen Zhaoxian's chiseled face, and his voice was low, "Girl, Shen Mang doesn't think everything that happened that day was wrong."

"I know."

After she went back, she thought about it carefully and realized that Shen Zhaoxian's words were not unreasonable. She was a girl who stayed in the courtyard of a foreign man for a long time, even though both parties had no other intentions.

There is no guarantee that the servants will not see it and cause a lot of disputes. Even if it is in line with Mrs. Xie's ideas, it will be harmful to her but not beneficial.

So, she didn't care about what happened that day.

"Mr. Shen, I have never complained about you. All this is my own choice, isn't it?" Fu Yao said calmly, and her mood broadened.

She said it calmly, but she didn't know whether her heart was as calm as her words. She doesn't complain, she cares, but is more relieved, because she knows exactly what she needs, and a temporary addiction cannot represent a smooth life.

Shen Zhaoxian was the one who gave up with his own hands, and Shen Zhaoxian was the one who blocked the dog hole with his own hands. So, why should she resent or resent the person in front of her.

As the saying goes, anger can easily harm the body. Although Fu Yao has never thought about immortality, she also wants to live her life in peace and smoothly.

Shen Zhaoxian vaguely felt something was wrong, but he couldn't explain it.

Fu Yao took out a handkerchief from her sleeve, wiped her mouth, and said softly: "Thank you, Master Shen, for your hospitality today." After that, she stood up and left, her movements smooth and smooth, just like when they first met.

Shen Zhaoxian just looked at Fu Yao's retreating back, and then looked back until he disappeared. He carefully recalled what he had done just now, all of which were in line with etiquette and not at all inappropriate.

Why did he feel like the eldest girl was by his side, yet she seemed so far away from him.

He held his head with one hand and looked at the flickering candles. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a long time without coming up with a reason. Finally, he tidied the kitchen and returned to the guest room.

The short-term joy was replaced by a long-term coolness, and the kitchen returned to the way it was before no one cared about it.

The foggy weather makes people's mood gradually sink.

"Yao Yao, eat some cakes, it's sweet."

Fu Yao was sitting in the carriage. Before she noticed the source of the sound, a big white hand appeared in the carriage. It was not as carefully maintained as a woman. There was a thick callus on the middle finger, which is usually seen by scholars.

Fu Yao raised her lips slightly, smiled charmingly, raised her hand to take the cake, "Thank you, third brother."

"Hey, my family, there is no need to say thank you." Fu Weiyuan chuckled softly: "Yaoyao, if you feel uncomfortable in any way, you must tell me."

"Ah."

Fu Weiyuan stretched his head and looked inside the car, but the curtain blocked his view and he couldn't see anything.

Before dawn, Yaoyao came down from the second floor of the inn. Her eyes were black and her expression was downcast. She must have not slept well, so she could just catch up on some sleep. However, she did not see a smile from behind.

As a qualified elder brother, Fu Weiyuan believes that he still needs to pay close attention to Yaoyao's body and mood.

"Yao Yao, do you have to say it?"

"Third brother, don't worry. If anything happens, I will definitely tell you." Fu Yao's tired voice came from the car curtain.

Fu Weiyuan nodded helplessly. Listening to Yaoyao's tired voice, he couldn't continue to disturb her too much. He could only pray to God that his sister would take the initiative to tell what was wrong.

But when I think about it, Yaoyao has always been silent, and she doesn't take the initiative to say anything if she feels wrong. The worry that she just let go of rises again.

Since that night at the inn, Fu Yao has been hiding and avoiding Shen Zhaoxian. She will not take the initiative to speak when they bump into each other, and they maintain a just right distance between them.

After stopping and stopping along the way, it took more than half a month before they arrived at the 'Number One City in the World', Yangzhou, one of the nine states, which was also their destination where they switched from land to water.

(End of this chapter)