Wine and Frost

Chapter 13

When Fu Shuang returned to Xiangfu, he saw his father waiting outside the door, as if he was not surprised that he would come back.It's just that Fu Shuang really didn't have the energy to say anything at this time, so she could only weakly bend the corners of her lips and nod, then returned to her room with her head down.

During these years, the house was only a temporary residence.However, Fu Shuang can only live in it for a few days every year when he returns home, and it was originally a room that was not very popular.He hasn't lived in it for a few days in the past 18 years, but now it seems that the house has been carefully cleaned and cleaned, and there is no trace of dirt and dust anywhere he can see.Presumably, my father had already expected that he would come back in a few days and ordered the servants to clean it.

Fu Shuang ordered Ruoqing to fetch some paper, pens and envelopes for him.Ruoqing didn't know what Fu Shuang wanted to do at first, but after bringing the things according to his instructions, she realized that Fu Shuang planned to write and leave the book.

"Young master, you..." Ruoqing looked at Fu Shuang in amazement with her eyes wandering.

Fu Shuang shook her head and said softly, "You go out first."

"Yes……"

Ruoqing agreed, bowed her head and went out.

Fu Shuang thought for a long time but still didn't draw a pen. He really didn't know how to draw a pen.

He just sat in front of the case, writing for a long time.It was so long that the snow-white paper seemed to be stained with some ink, and he sighed lightly and picked up the pen to write a few sentences.

"General Ling:

One is different and two are wide, and each is happy.

Return to the world of mortals with a smile, don't look for anything.

This past year, I wish you well. "

He stared blankly for a long, long time, until a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his lips, then he folded the letter and put it in an envelope with trembling hands.

There was no decoration on the envelope, just the words "He Li Shu" written on it.

He never wanted to say goodbye, but he couldn't write down that person's name.

Fu Shuang was stunned, then raised her hand to look at her wrist, took off the white jade bracelet, and placed it carefully beside He Lishu.He was slightly lost in thought, and squeezed the bracelet carefully.

Return to the original owner.

Fu Miao was very surprised to hear that Fu Shuang had returned, so she came to look for her younger brother without saying hello.It was quite a coincidence that he saw his younger brother's He Li letter that had not yet been put into the table.He strode over to take the letter and held it in his hand, seeing those three words, his face was full of disbelief.

"Xiao Shuang, what is this?"

He really couldn't figure it out, obviously only yesterday they got together to celebrate Fu Shuang's birthday.The two of them looked like they were deeply in love yesterday, so why are they like this today?

"What's the matter?"

Fu Shuang didn't speak, just shook her head, and raised her face to look at him after a long time, tears were already dripping down her cheeks.He was crying silently, with his lips parted slightly, his heart was clearly in extreme pain, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly unnaturally.

Crying and laughing.

Seeing her younger brother like this, Fu Miao was stunned for a moment.He put down the He Li letter, and then pulled his sleeve to wipe Fu Shuang's tears.

"Don't cry, don't cry." He rubbed his hair and wiped his tears again, Fu Shuang's face was red from his rubbing.

Fu Shuang gently patted his hand away, rubbed her face again, her face was blank.

"What the hell happened."

Fu Shuang shook her head, looking like she didn't want to say anything.

"Does dad know?"

Fu Shuang nodded.

"Can you talk to my brother?"

Fu Shuang bit her lip, sighed after a while, and said helplessly, "What do you want me to say..."

"Ling Xuehan has someone else?" Fu Miao suddenly asked loudly, her eyebrows raised coldly, looking like she was about to get angry.

Fu Shuang quickly shook her head, and then said calmly, "It's just that I realized that the marriage, love, and gentleness should not be mine. I just return these things."

"What do you mean it's not yours?" Fu Miao's eyes widened. "Isn't it because he has other people's intentions? This kid is really good enough."

Fu Shuang raised her face slightly, showing a weak smile, "The reason why the emperor bestowed the marriage on me is because I look like someone the general... likes. That's all."

"You want to say first come, first served, the one who arrives late, isn't it me?"

Fu Miao was stunned now, feeling that something was wrong, her younger brother was probably on the edge of a corner.After a while, he sighed and asked, "Then what did Ling Xuehan think?"

Fu Shuang shook her head.

"You didn't ask?"

Fu Shuang nodded again.

Fu Miao couldn't help stretching out a finger and pointing Fu Shuang's head, "It's the emperor's business to bestow a marriage. But the relationship is between you and Ling Xuehan, why are you trying to get too horny?"

"But it's never me that he likes." Fu Shuang slightly bent the corners of her lips, she obviously wanted to smile, but she started to cry again, "Why should I steal his liking for others? I don't want it."

"Little Shuang...you..."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Ye Chen didn't know when he came to the prime minister's mansion, his face was still gentle and harmless, and he carried his medicine box with him.I just don't know how long he stood outside the door and how much he listened to.

Fu Shuang quickly wiped away her tears.Fu Miao frowned and touched her silly brother's hair before going out, but nodded with Ye Chen in front of the door.

Ye Chen still came to diagnose and treat Fu Shuang, but his coming to the Prime Minister's Mansion was somewhat beyond Fu Shuang's expectation.

He just didn't understand how Ye Chen cared so much about his illness.

Ye Chen looked at the way his brows were slightly wrinkled, as if he could see what he was thinking, and slightly curled his lips.

"I can't cure Young Master Fu's illness, I'm not reconciled."

Fu Shuang blinked, remembered the name of his little genius doctor, and nodded in a daze.

Ye Chen looked around this indifferent room, and asked casually, "Didn't you bring the flowers?"

Fu Shuang shook his head, he also forgot about it.

"Here's the sachet." Fu Shuang pointed to the small sachet on the corner of the table.

"Time is enough. It doesn't matter." Ye Chen casually glanced at the sachet, then glanced at the other corner of the desk, the letter and the letter and the white jade bracelet.He looked at the bracelet, his eyes suddenly darkened a little, and a half-smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Ye Chen took Fu Shuang's pulse again, and shook his head lightly.

"When does Young Master Fu plan to return to the other courtyard?"

Fu Shuang lowered her eyebrows and looked at her wrist, "Tomorrow morning."

"Xuehan agreed to let you go?"

Fu Shuang shook her head, "It's just my own plan."

Ye Chen chuckled, and covered his mouth with one hand, as if he was trying to hide some emotions.

It took him a long time before he said quietly, "Just a letter of reconciliation, how can you be sure that Ling Xuehan will agree. According to his nature, if he recognizes someone, even if he hides in the ends of the world, he will find you back."

Fu Shuang shook his head in a daze.

"Father will invite you to play the emperor tomorrow." His gentle eyebrows and eyes were drooping quietly at this time, and his voice was soft, "I have never been the person Ling Xuehan likes. If he really has a little bit of pity for me, then I won't." Will come to me again."

Ye Chen remained silent and did not respond.

The next day, Fu Shuang was still asleep when Ruoqing cautiously woke her up, saying that the hired carriage was already waiting at the gate of Xiangfu.He got up in a daze and was waited on by someone to change his clothes and go out.Ruoqing is still packing yesterday's luggage, as if she hasn't added anything.

The prime minister and Fu Miao were already waiting for Fu Shuang at the door.

"The servants of the other courtyard, father has sent them back. I will enter the palace later."

Fu Shuang still couldn't sleep well yesterday, and was woken up again in the morning, feeling depressed and dazed.Listen quietly, nodding occasionally.

"Xiaoshuang, I'll see you when I'm free." Fu Miao snorted her younger brother's head again, "Don't feel bad. Just forget about the unhappy things."

Fu Shuang nodded, seeing that the coachman had been waiting for a long time with the horse, she asked Ruoqing to put the luggage on it first.Then he remembered the Heli book and jade bracelet on the desk.

"Brother." Fu Shuang looked at Fu Miao blankly, "After I leave, you send someone to hand over the letter and the bracelet to the general. Be careful with the bracelet."

Fu Miao rubbed his hair and replied, "Got it."

Fu Tanglin looked at him, sighed lightly but still didn't say anything, just signaled Fu Shuang with his eyes.

Fu Shuang turned around and got into the carriage.

After Fu Shuang left, Ling Xuehan let go of his exhaustion and fell asleep thoroughly.

After he became sober, his thoughts became much clearer.It was only then that I came back to my senses and realized that something was not quite right for Fu Shuang these past few days.

Why is Fu Xiaoshuang not as clingy to him as before.

Why did Fu Xiaoshuang take off both the jade pendant and the headband.

And why Fu Xiaoshuang suddenly took the initiative for no reason.

He pressed the center of his brows, and his beautiful peach eyes scanned the room, only to find a white porcelain vase on the low cabinet.He had seen it before he left.

There was a bouquet of flowers in the vase, and the other small flowers were fine, but the flower in the center was withered, and the disgusting black-yellow color spread to the stem, exuding an uncomfortable smell.

Ling Xuehan's brows twitched suddenly, unsure where the uneasiness spread.

He got up, and wherever he looked, he saw a sandalwood box that was not neatly placed.

He subconsciously thought it was Fu Shuang's stuff.

Ling Xuehan reached out and opened the box, and the rabbit jade pendant and hair tie were inside.Fu Shuang didn't take it away at all.He raised his brows coldly, his mind was spinning a thousand times, and he remembered the strangeness he noticed in the study that day.

After he strode into the study, he finally found out that something was wrong. The portrait he originally painted for Fu Shuang had been taken down.He violently opened those cabinets, and finally found the portrait inside, which was carefully stored.

Panting heavily, Ling Xuehan walked back to her side and turned the white porcelain vase away.

There was still his unfinished painting on the desk in the secret room, his fingertips touched Fu Shuang on it, and his expression gradually eased.Instead, he looked up at the carved cabinet where the paintings from seven years ago were stored.

As soon as Ling Xuehan put his hand on the handle of the cabinet, he realized something was wrong, the dried blood stains on it were very obvious.He slammed open the cabinet door, and the paintings fell out one after another.An unfastened painting unfolded little by little at his feet.

It was Wei Qi he painted, closing his eyes and meditating on the endless grassland.

He seemed to be unable to bear it anymore, and rushed out without even having time to clean up the mess in the house.He had no choice but to order his confidant to follow him, while he took the horse and rushed to the prime minister's mansion.