Chapter 499 Empathy
Because of……

He found out that he wasn't his cousin at all, wasn't he from the Fu family...

Fu Qingyao lowered her eyelashes, and the fingertips holding the doorknob turned slightly white...

OOOOOO
The capital of Qingyue Kingdom is called Trace City.

Tianyuan Villa has done a huge business in Hencheng, and there are hundreds of shops alone.What Fu Jingyao is going to take her this time is a manor in Tianyuan Villa on the outskirts of Hencheng, which is second only to Qicheng Villa in specifications.

The manor covers a very large area and is full of many grapes. From here, the wines of various countries are sold all over the world.But there are very few people who pay attention to the grape producing areas. Most of the people who can afford the wine produced in Tianyuan Villa are high-ranking officials and dignitaries. They are not very interested in business. Offer the best.

After arriving in Hencheng, Fu Jingyao seemed to have completed his mission, and directly threw Fu Qingyao in the manor of Tianyuan Villa. He didn't even have the time to stay for a cup of tea, and entrusted Fu Qingyao to Chen Guanshi of the manor. Just leave as quickly as possible.

His back looks a bit embarrassed.

Fu Qingyao sat in the room that had already been tidied up and sighed.

Fu Jingyao seemed to regard her as a scourge.

But why?Before that, although Fu Jingyao looked at her with complex eyes, it was not to such an extent...

Playing with the homemade wine glass in her hand, through it, Fu Qingyao recalled what happened last night...

When they were having dinner last night, a guard got a bottle of good vintage wine from somewhere. When Fu Jingyao saw it, he was still in a good mood.

But when Fu Jingyao was pouring wine for him, he stopped suddenly, as if realizing something, Fu Jingyao twitched the corner of his mouth.He probably wanted to laugh, but he didn't look like he wanted to laugh at all:
"I almost forgot, you are not in good health, you can't drink..."

Fu Qingyao looked at the wine and said, "It's okay, Brother Jing Yao."

She took the bottle of wine in Fu Jingyao's hand, poured herself a small glass, picked it up and smelled it, with a smile on her face...

That smile was so light and gentle, Fu Jingyao just glanced at it, and couldn't move his eyes away...

"The sweet-scented osmanthus brew is rich and mellow, but has little stamina. Drinking something to warm your stomach at night is also very good."

Fu Qingyao smiled and took a sip, wondering if it was because of the wine, Fu Jingyao suddenly felt that the scene in front of him became blurred...

He stood up from the table abruptly, his face ashen, glared at her viciously, and left without saying a word, holding his sword.

Fu Qingyao held the half glass of wine in a daze, and suddenly felt that the sweet-scented osmanthus brew was mellow and warm, and suddenly became cold...

In the early morning of the next day, Fu Qingyao saw flower petals all over the ground in the courtyard of the inn.

The people at the inn approached Fu Jingyao for an argument, and Fu Jingyao threw a bag of silver to him expressionlessly, and the man laughed happily, never mentioning the sweet-scented osmanthus trees that filled the courtyard...

Osmanthus, osmanthus...

Fu Qingyao looked away from the cup in her hand and smiled wryly.

How did she forget...

Although Fu Jingyao regards her as a cousin who needs to be taken care of, but Qingya...

But his own sister...

Compared to her who met for the first time a few years ago, and who was not actually Fu Jingyao's cousin, Qing Ya was his own sister whom he watched and grew up with and spent childhood together.

Fu Qingyao lowered her eyelashes, a trace of struggle flashed in her eyes, she closed her eyes, and drank the wine in the glass...

When she opened her eyes again, she was that sick and weak lady with a cold appearance who was not interested in anything.

Fu Jingyao didn't return all night.

Chen Guanshi seemed a little strange, so he sent someone out to look for him for a long time before finding him in the most famous Baihualou in Hencheng.

As the next heir of Tianyuan Villa, he ran to the place of fireworks as soon as he arrived in Hencheng. The cold water woke him up!
Although Chen Guanshi appears to be just a steward of Tianyuan Villa, he is actually the master of several young masters of the Fu family. He speaks a lot in Tianyuan Villa. Even Fu Xianyan and Fu Hengyan will discuss with him when making decisions. .

As an elder, it was not the first time that Fu Jingyao was punished a little.

Fu Jingyao was woken up by the splash, but his head was still confused and the corners of his eyes were moist. Fu Jingyao looked at the figure in front of him and murmured:

"Qingya..."

With a "slap", Chen Guanshi slapped him directly!

Fu Jingyao just woke up, stood up in a daze, and took a long time to see the person in front of him clearly, "Master..."

Chen Guanshi glared at him, hating iron for being weak: "Crying and screaming for a dead person to die here, and still getting drunk in that kind of place...Jing Yao, you are so disappointing to me!"

Steward Chen kept a straight face, no longer looked at him, turned his head and walked away.

"Master..."

Fu Jingyao wanted to stand up and call him back. He wanted to explain, but found that he didn't know how to explain. He could only sit down on the ground in a daze, while his eyes, looking at the stars outside the window, slowly became hazy...

"Brother..."

Under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, there was a faint smile on Qing Ya's slightly pale face, her black pupils were looking at the stars all over the sky, but Fu Jingyao felt that she was actually not looking at anything.

"Ok?"

Fu Jingyao walked over, sat on the rock next to her, and followed her to look at the night sky.

Qingya didn't look at him, her gaze was always on the sky, "The sky is so beautiful... I often think, I can go up there anytime, and fly among them... It would be great..."

Her voice was as soft as a sigh.

"Qing Ya!"

At that time, he was angry, stood up, and frowned at her, "Why do you think this?! Have you ever thought that if you really...really..."

He didn't continue talking, but Fu Qingya knew what he wanted to say.

"Brother..."

She called him obviously, but Fu Jingyao's heart tightened, because he couldn't feel the emotion she said... She didn't seem to be talking to him, but talking to herself...

"Brother, birth, old age, sickness and death are human nature. Didn't you tell me that when Xiao Hei died?"

Xiao Hei was an injured little wolf that the two of them picked up in the back mountain. At that time, Fu Qingya was still young, so she thought it was a dog, and played with it so much that it scared Fu Jingyao who arrived later.

Xiao Hei didn't hurt anyone, and because Fu Qingya could only smile so happily when she was with Xiao Hei, Fu Jingyao still agreed to let her go to the back mountain to play with Xiao Hei from time to time, but every time she went to the back mountain, she had to With him.

Xiao Hei only stayed with Fu Qingya for half a year before he died of a serious illness. It was the first time Fu Jingyao saw Fu Qingya cry, and it was also the last time.

When Fu Qingya mentioned Xiao Hei's expression, Fu Jingyao's heart flustered inexplicably. Subconsciously, he grabbed Fu Qingya's hand. Fu Qingya seemed to be taken aback, then turned his head and looked at him with a smile:

(End of this chapter)

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