mesbooks Chapter 262 Tang Er changes; Fu Cha Fu Qian
Chapter 262 Tang Er changes; Fu Cha Fu Qian
Concubine Dai has never been summoned by the emperor since her last time serving him in bed.
She sat by the window every day, staring longingly at the gate of Zhongcui Palace.
Concubine Chun also tried to persuade her, after all, she was a member of her own palace, but it was of no use no matter how many times she persuaded her. Instead, she became as eager as she was.
She really couldn't help but wonder if the feng shui of Zhongcui Palace was bad, as even the emperor was hiding there.
Tang'er has been locking herself in her room since returning home.
Mrs. Fucha also felt that something was wrong with her.
She knocked on Tang'er's door, but it was the maid who came out to answer.
"Madam, Madam Nine is not feeling well. She said she won't see anyone."
Mrs. Fucha rolled her eyes and said, "Well, it seems I am the dog catching the rat.
Let her do whatever she wants. By the way, tell her that the Ghost Festival is in five days and she wants to go to the palace with me."
The maid leaned forward and said, "It's the old lady."
After that day, Tang'er seemed like a different person. The humble and gentle girl she used to be was gone, replaced by a face full of sourness and harshness.
Fu Qian saw all her changes, and when he saw Tang'er for the first time, he knew that she was the only woman he wanted to find in his life.
Fu Qian is Fu Heng's elder brother. Although they are from the same Fucha family, Fu Qian was born to a concubine, so he is very unpopular at home.
Because of poor health, he had been kept by the old man.
Last year, I won the first place in the imperial examination and am now preparing for the joint examination.
One day, Tang'er was strolling around Fu Cha's mansion and met Fu Qian by chance.
Fu Qian was walking so fast that he bumped into Tang'er, and the rice paper in his hand fell to the ground.
Tang'er picked up the rice paper and saw the words written on it: Willow silk is soft and gentle, smoke wisps are woven into sorrow.
Begonias have not yet rained, pear blossoms have snowed first, and half of the spring is gone.
"This is Wang Rong's "Charming Eyes". Do you like this poem too?" Tang'er asked.
The willow branches sway gently in the wind, and the misty wisps weave all the sorrows of spring.
The crabapple blossoms have not yet been moistened by the drizzle, but the pear blossoms are already in full bloom like snow. What a pity that half of spring has already passed.
Now it is difficult to recall the past, and the dream ghost returns to the boudoir where you lived.The deep-seated lovesickness now only exists on the fragrant lilac branches and the beautiful cardamom tips.
However, Fu Qian did not answer, but just nodded, took the rice paper from Tang'er's hand, and left.
This was somewhat of a blow to Tang'er. Now there was someone in the mansion who dared to ignore her.
Tang Er couldn't help but taunt him, "The Qing Dynasty was conquered by force, and never debated on literary matters. None of the ministers in high positions came from a legitimate imperial examination background."
Seeing this, the servant said, "That's right. Our Ninth Master has now been promoted to the Minister of Revenue. His future is limitless. The man just now is far from being able to reach that level."
In fact, Fu Qian is just not good at speaking. He often peeks at Tang'er and even secretly draws her.
But he did have another reason in his heart, because he hated his illegitimate status. Fu Heng was too outstanding. He had a bright career and a loving wife from a prominent family.
He is jealous of Fu Heng, so he has both love and hatred for Tang Er.
That night, Fu Qian would often secretly come to see Tang'er when Fu Heng was not around.
Although Tang'er never noticed it, he didn't dare to be too blatant.
He looked at Tang'er's blurry figure through the window. As he painted, he imagined what it would feel like to hold her in his arms.
But he has the intention but not the courage to do it!
After all, Tang'er is his sister-in-law.