After crossing the mother's handbook

Chapter 222
Dan Su stopped talking halfway, and looked at Fu Yunzhi with a more serious look than ever before.

Fu Yunzhi was startled, and an extremely serious voice sounded in his ear:
"The girl is married, so she should be more sensible than before. Since some things are buried, there are reasons why they cannot be said.

Your grandfather has passed away for many years, and he doesn't want to be brought up again by future generations, so please don't bother me too much, girl. "

"Since it was my grandfather's deathbed confession, then Yun Zhi will definitely not offend him in the future."

Fu Yunzhi didn't expect such a thing to come out, but he was somewhat regretful that he almost got out the truth.

Dansu took the expression on her face into his eyes, and soon revealed a complicated look.

When his eyes fell on Fu Yunzhi's flat abdomen, Dan Su's words became more earnest:
"Your mother has let go of the past, and the girl should do the same. Now that you are married into the capital, what you should do is to have a child for my uncle.

Even though Young Master Yu and Miss Jin have a good relationship with you, they are not your own.The relationship between these two people sometimes needs to be adjusted by their own children.

If the master could think the same way back then, how could there be that scheming aunt in the mansion. "

When Dansu said this, he looked sad again.

Fu Yunzhi felt depressed, and she stroked her stomach subconsciously.If there is his child here, it must be a different scene at this time, right?

"It's getting late, and the servant has been out for a while, I have to go back to see the master, the girl should rest earlier." Dansu bent her body, turned and walked to the inner room.

Fu Yunzhi watched her leave with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and then turned to look out the window again.

On the street, a team of elite soldiers is ready.

Can……

The coach of their team does not know where he is at the moment.

The heavy rain was still falling, and an elite soldier couldn't help asking:

"Shuai Lu, this... Mr. Fang, hasn't he come yet?"

Known as Lu Shuai, the silver-white armor looked particularly dazzling under the moonlight.

His eyebrows were almost knit together, and he stood in the rain for nearly an hour without moving.

"The superior ordered me to wait here for Mr. Fang. He may have been delayed by something on the way, so let's wait here."

Lu Shuai's real name is Lu Wenhao. He is a martial artist with a stubborn personality and knows no flexibility.

After waiting here for such a long time, it would be a lie if I didn't feel irritable at all.But he can't disobey the orders of his superiors.

"But Lu Shuai, that's what you said just now. Mr. Fang's mansion is away from here, and he rode a horse for half an hour, but now..."

Lu Wenhao: "...wait a little longer!"

The rain became lighter, and a certain Mr. Fang, who was not found by the crowd, was competing with a horse not far from the entrance of his mansion.

Mr. Fang, that is, Fang Heng, was wearing a heavy armor and was riding a white horse at the moment, slapping the horse's back with a folding fan.

The horse didn't move at all, but Fang Da on the back was very angry.

Fang Heng sighed heavily, bent down, and hummed, "I said, are you going or not?"

The horse didn't move, its head was shrugged, its eyes were slightly closed, as if it was asleep.

"I know it's difficult for you to drive me out at this hour, but...

This is His Majesty's will, we can only obey, do you understand? "

Fang Heng was so mad that he even chatted with a horse.

However, I have to mention that the white horse on and under him opened its eyes and gave him a very disgusted look.

Fang Heng: "..."

After a pause, he looked at the more and more charming moonlight, and patiently leaned over to discuss again:
"Good horse, as long as you run obediently, I will ask the servants in the mansion to prepare good food for you to reward you afterwards. What do you think?"

White Horse opened his eyes, which seemed like a good proposal.

Fang Heng smiled with flattery on his face.

In the next second, the horses above and below galloped out.

His scream pierced the silence of the night sky:
"what--"

The white horse was like lightning, and it ran for a long time with Fang Heng on it.

Fang Heng held on to the horse's reins tightly, and did not forget to shout loudly: "Slow down, slow down!"

Because he ran too fast, his voice was buried by the sound of wind and rain, and the raindrops hit his face unceremoniously, causing pain.

Although the white horse runs fast, it has been trained and runs purposefully.

At a corner, some female generals on horseback ran out from an alley.

When Fang Heng saw this scene, he panicked subconsciously and wanted the horse to stop.

No matter how he manipulated his horse, there was nothing he could do.

Seeing that the two teams were about to collide, the young general in red walking in the middle stood majestically on the horseback.

He erected a curved bow on his thin shoulders, half-closed his eyes and shot over accurately.

Fang Heng only heard a burst of applause in his ears, and the horse on his body and dismounted, together with himself, fell heavily into the muddy water.

At that moment, Fang Heng only felt that he was extremely ashamed, and fell into the muddy water for a while, without moving.

Unexpectedly, there was a sound of horse hooves behind him, and: "Boss, did that man fall to his death?"

If Fang Heng could predict the future, he would definitely regret the present.

"Did you fall to your death?" The female general in red frowned, and came forward on her horse, asking her condolences, "Hey, are you alright?"

Fang Heng still quietly crawled in the muddy water and pretended to be dead, hoping that these people would leave soon.

However, God is not particularly attached to him tonight.

Just as he was praying to God, his body lightened and he fell off the ground, and was supported by two female soldiers on the left and right.

Fang Heng will never forget that that night, Shen Yuechan was dressed in red, holding a bow and lifting his chin, and under the moonlight, he could clearly see his "handsome" cheek.

Immediately, a silver bell-like sneer sounded:

"Hahahaha... Isn't this our Master Fang Hengfang, the Shaoqing of Honglu Temple?"

As soon as these words came out, all the female soldiers under her were taken aback for a moment, and then laughed mockingly.

Fang Heng sighed in his heart that the road to Enemies is narrow, and she actually witnessed such a miserable state of desolation.

Probably thinking that it would be bad for a man of seven feet to be held up by two women.

So, Mr. Fang angrily shook off the two female soldiers, and raised his head with backbone.But the opponent is above the horse, and he still looks inferior.

Shen Yuechan smiled alluringly, raised her eyebrows and said: "Lord Fang is so wise and powerful, I never thought that he can't even drive a horse. This is really an interesting thing!"

After saying this, the female soldiers accompanying her laughed again.

Fang Heng's teeth were itchy, but when he caught sight of the white horse that fell to the ground and hadn't reacted for a long time, a bad thought came to him.

(End of this chapter)