Concubine Biography

Chapter 31

In the evening Li Jiarong came as usual, this time he didn't order anyone to captivate Chunlan and Chunmei, he just told them to go down after Erchun saluted.

Fu'er looked at Li Jiarong in disbelief.

But after not seeing him for a while, he was so thin that his cheeks protruded high, his eye sockets were sunken, and his eyes were full of red threads, and the fine stubble made him even more embarrassed.

"Master..." Fu'er felt very uncomfortable. She knew that he was very busy these days, but she didn't expect him to be so busy.

Li Jiarong touched her cheek and laughed, "Do you think I've become ugly?"

"No," Fu'er shook her head hurriedly, seeing Li Jiarong approaching, she moved her legs to the inside of the bed with great effort, her voice was a little choked up, and there was unconcealable distress in her tone, "No matter how busy you are, you still have to take care of yourself what……."

Li Jiarong sat on the edge of the bed and rubbed her hair, "I know, most of the things are now handed over to the people below. Do you feel better? You have a broken forehead. What Dr. Lu said is very dangerous, in my heart Very..." Li Jiarong paused, "Is it better now?"

Fu'er stretched out her tightly packed hand, and pointed at her legs, which were also unable to move, and smiled wryly, "Except for being unable to move, I feel fine."

Li Jiarong straightened his face, "Your hands and legs were seriously injured, and now you have to work harder to heal quickly."

Fu'er nodded, and the two were speechless for a while.The sudden silence made the atmosphere a little awkward. For some reason, Fu'er always felt that there was a change between her and Li Jiarong, and she said it again.

"Cough, Fu, Fu'er..." Li Jiarong looked at Fu'er's hand wrapped in white cloth.

"Huh?" Fu'er responded softly, her eyes drooping and she didn't dare to raise her head.

"Ahem, um, why don't I shave my face first? It doesn't look good with such an unshaven beard." Li Jiarong rubbed his chin and stood up.

Fu'er hurriedly raised her head, "Huh? Oh, okay, let's take care of my master to wash up."

"No, you go to bed earlier, I'll come back later." Li Jiarong said with a straight face, walked out, and added at the door, "I'll be back soon."

After Li Jiarong left in a hurry, Fu'er touched her hot little face, reminiscing over the conversation just now, feeling sweet in her heart.

Xiao Fangzi tremblingly held the scraper, his hands trembling, he did not dare to shave Li Jiarong, he glanced at Li Jiarong who was lying on the chair with his eyes closed, and said with a sad face, "Master, can we shave tomorrow? Slave, slave My hands are shaking so much..."

"It's useless!" Li Jiarong glanced at him, Xiao Fangzi shivered again, and shrank to the side.

"Even if you scold the servant again, the servant will not shave you. You said that you are in the middle of the night, why do you have to shave your face, and the servant reminded you several times outside, but you ignored it, and you were active when you got home.... "Xiao Fangzi stood aside and muttered.

Li Jiarong glared, "You talk a lot, don't you? Bring it! You can't handle such trivial things well. Let's see how I deal with you later."

Xiao Fangzi was eager for Li Jiarong to do it himself, so he hurriedly handed the scraper to Li Jiarong.

After a stick of incense, Fu'er looked at Li Jiarong, who had several bloodstains on his face, and felt both amused and annoyed, "Xiao Fangzi is really, the attack is not serious, does it hurt?"

Li Jiarong coughed a few times uncomfortably, "Put it down, I haven't slept well for a few days."

Fu'er hesitated for a moment, "Why don't you go back to your room and sleep, it's not convenient for me to be like this."

Li Jiarong ignored her, took off her clothes and turned on the bed, carefully hugged Fu'er in her arms, and said in a rough voice, "Go to sleep, I have a lot of things to do tomorrow morning."

Fu'er adjusted her posture, nestling in Li Jiarong's arms seemed to be extraordinarily comfortable, her heart that had not been found for such a long time finally settled down, curled the corners of her mouth, and Fu'er fell asleep sweetly.

Li Jiarong waited for Fuer's breathing to stabilize before slowly opening her eyes. Taking advantage of the moonlight, she gently stole a kiss on Fuer's lips, and whispered full of pity, "My Fuer..."

The whole Nanxia County is waiting to be done, Li Jiarong is still busy with her feet on the ground, but Fu'er's life is not warm, because her hands and legs are inconvenient, if she is bored and flustered on weekdays, she will die. The man was lying in the yard with a rocking chair. Cao Xiaoman had fetal gas on the day of the earthquake, and was ordered by Yao Junsheng to lie at home for more than a month before he was let out for a walk. The sick, or the disaster victims who helped resettle the Shanmintang, but she and she could only talk leisurely at home.

More than a month later, it was already late when Li Jiarong returned to Suyuan. Fu'er had already eaten dinner, but seeing this, she accompanied Li Jiarong to eat it again. In front of Chunmei Chunlan and other servants, Li Jiarong Rong was still deserted as usual, and Fu'er had already gotten used to his different attitudes, so she didn't think about it.

Li Jiarong ate a few mouthfuls in a hurry before ordering people to evacuate. Fu'er asked worriedly, "I don't seem to have much appetite today?"

Li Jia was silent for a while, "Five days later, I will take people back to the capital first, you can wait for my letter."

"So urgent?" Fu'er was surprised.

Li Jiarong nodded, "The imperial decree has arrived, and there are still some things to do."

"Hmm..." Fu'er looked at her hands and feet that were still wrapped like zongzi, and knew that Li Jiarong would definitely not take her back with her, "I already know."

Li Jiarong looked at Chunmei at the side, "Take good care of your wife, and you will go back after your wife recovers in a few days."

Chunmei smiled and nodded.

The day was fixed, and Li Jiarong would leave for Beijing soon. Yao Junsheng, his wife, Han Ze, Xiao Fangzi and others were all taken back, leaving only a team of guards to stay in Suyuan to protect Fu'er.More than a month later, the letter from Li Jiarong declaring her safety arrived. Fu'er read the letter carefully and wrote a reply slowly with a pen.

At the end of September, Fuer's injury had already healed, and Li Jiarong's letter asking her to return to Beijing also arrived. The guard chief of the team of guards staying in Suyuan was named Lei, and he told Fuer a few days after receiving the letter. , everything has been arranged, just wait for Fu'er to pack up and then set off.

Before leaving, Fuer took a good look at Suyuan. After all, she has lived in Suyuan for almost a year, but Fuer still has deep feelings for Suyuan.

"Ma'am don't need to be so sad, she will come back sometime in the future." Chunlan walked with Fu'er in the Su Garden, and said indifferently.

Fu'er didn't think so, "Nanxia County is hundreds of miles away from the capital, I'm afraid it will be difficult to come back in the future, and I will feel uncomfortable when I think of returning to the palace and having to sleep in the morning and evening."

Chunlan nodded sympathetically, "My servant also thinks that Suyuan is better than the palace, but we still have to go back to the palace, it is impossible to stay in Suyuan forever."

"So take a good look at it now, and think about it often in the future." Fu'er and Chunlan looked at each other and smiled, the place in the palace was still too depressing after all.

Considering Fu'er's needs, Guard Lei arranged almost all water routes, except that Chunmei suffered another time, Fu'er felt good all the way, and guard Lei said that it was arranged by Li Jiarong. In the middle, I wish that the boat would grow wings and fly back immediately.The sweet and sour longing in her heart made Fu'er feel as if she was sick.

The journey is very slow, and it is still on the waterway in November. No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it will always feel boring after a long time.There was nothing else to pass the time on the boat, so Fu'er had to keep sewing. By the time the boat docked, Fu'er had already made three coats and socks for Li Jiarong.

After getting off the boat, she had to change the carriage, so Fu'er couldn't do anything else, she just fell asleep every day.As soon as they arrived on land, Guard Lei changed the slowness of the waterway, the carriage sped fast, and soon he was not far from the capital.

When they arrived at a small town, Guard Lei looked at the sky and ordered him to rest here.Fu'er was finally able to take a good bath and sleep peacefully.

Maybe it was because she slept too much during the day, and at night Fuer tossed and turned in the bedding of the inn but couldn't fall asleep.

cluck!

A strange noise caught Fu'er's attention. After listening quietly, there seemed to be no sound. Fu'er couldn't help laughing secretly at herself. Chunlan took care of her very hard during the day, so she drove Fu'er to the next door at night, and lived in Guard Lei is on the other side, Chunlan is on the other side, as long as she yells casually, Guard Lei will rush in immediately...

Just as Fuer was thinking, the bed curtain was lifted suddenly, bringing a chilling air, and then a pair of big men's hands covered her mouth. Fuer was terrified, kicking her hands and feet subconsciously.

The man's thin body held her down, "It's me!" accompanied by an urgent and low voice.

Fu'er stopped struggling, and asked in disbelief, "Master?"

Li Jiarong's voice was a little awkward, "Don't be afraid, it's me."

Li Jiarong stretched out his hand to open the curtain, and the moonlight came in, illuminating half of Li Jiarong's handsome face. Fu'er was surprised and happy, ashamed and angry, and her expression was also changing. She held back for a long time before asking, "Master !How will you be here?"

This small town is two days away from the capital by horse-drawn carriage at the fastest, how could he show up?

Li Jiarong hugged her fiercely, took out a small wooden box from her arms and put it in her hand, "I can't stay for long, there will be an early morning tomorrow, today is your 15th birthday, this is for you, I am on the way When I saw it, I thought it looked like you. Remember, no one can tell me about my visit tonight. "

After Li Jiarong finished speaking quickly, she rubbed the top of her head again, quickly got out of bed, opened the window and jumped off.

Fu'er rushed to the window with her shoes on, only seeing the back of Li Jiarong riding away on horseback.

Her 15th birthday is indeed today, she herself has forgotten...

Fu'er stood in front of the window for a long time. She closed the window until the cold wind made her whole body cold, and opened the wooden box. Inside was a wooden doll, plump, with two buns, very round, very... like her...

On such a cold day, riding a horse and galloping in the cold wind all night, just to give her a doll, just for her birthday...

Li Jiarong.

Fu'er recited the name silently in her heart. In the cold winter, a warm current flowed slowly through Fu'er's heart.

Fu'er recalled what Cao Xiaoman had said, and she felt that she understood a little bit.

(End of this chapter)