Chapter 654: Cuscuta Cousin 18
garden.
The two sisters held fans and walked lightly among the flowers.
"This flower is blooming beautifully, cousin. I will put it in your hairpin."
Fu Shirui originally wanted to catch butterflies, but she saw a very tender pink peony and thought it matched her little cousin's hairstyle very well.
She then picked one and looked at Sheng Huan with a smile.
"It is indeed very beautiful." Sheng Huan saw this and also picked one. A smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and his eyes were clear: "I will also pin it on my cousin."
She smiled with her eyebrows curved: "After putting on the hairpins, we will be sisters."
"Yes, sisters!" Fu Shirui was even happier when she heard that, and had already found the angle of the flowers on Sheng Huan's bun.
The two sisters smiled and put peonies in each other's hair. Then they looked at each other and thought they were so beautiful.
Suddenly, Fu Shirui saw something and hurriedly grabbed Sheng Huan's sleeve, pointing in a certain direction eagerly.
"Cousin, here, here, there are so many butterflies."
A few beautiful butterflies flapped their wings and fluttered among the flowers. Then, as if they were tired, they lay down on the flowers, looking as if they were taking a rest.
"I saw."
Sheng Huan understood what she wanted to do and responded in a low voice.
The two of them slowly approached the flowers in tacit understanding. Sheng Huan was moved by Fu Shirui's emotions and also nervously grasped the handle of the fan.
It happened so quickly that Fu Shirui took a step forward and pounced forward, and Sheng Huan also moved.
"what!"
The two were running too fast and accidentally bumped into each other, both stepping back in pain.
Sheng Huan staggered a few times and lost his balance.
But at this moment, a big hand appeared behind her.
The big hand loosened its grip on her the moment it held her, so fast that it was almost imperceptible.
Sheng Huan's eyes moved slightly. If it weren't for the remaining feeling of touch on his waist, it would seem like nothing had happened.
"Big brother!"
There were bushes behind Fu Shirui, so she did not fall down. After she stood firm, she was about to pull Sheng Huan, but unexpectedly she saw her eldest brother.
When Sheng Huan heard Fu Shirui call him "Brother", he seemed to be stunned for a moment and quickly turned around.
She was too anxious, her soft black hair was flying, and the peony flower on her bun slid down her flowing long hair, falling on her shoulders and about to fall to the ground.
But luckily, when the peony flower fell in mid-air, it was caught by a bony hand.
Fu Jinmo looked at the flowers in his hand and was distracted for a moment.
The woman turned around and saw the man taking the flower. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly and her pink lips pursed slightly:
"My cousin, the prince."
The woman looked very healthy, her cheeks were rosy and her eyes were bright as stars. She subconsciously glanced at the man's injured arm, but because of the wide sleeves blocking it, she couldn't see the extent of the injury.
She didn't look at him for long, just one glance, then she took a few steps back, keeping a very safe yet distant distance from the man in front of her.
When Fu Jinmo saw her eyes fall on his arm, something seemed to rise in his heart, but as he watched her step back, there was still no expression on his face, but his eyes seemed to deepen.
The man took a step forward.
The woman felt his breath getting closer and closer, her whole body tensed up, and her white and tender fingers gripped the fan handle unintentionally with force.
"Cousin..." Finally, she looked up. Her eyes were so clear that all the emotions in them were visible. Then, she met the man's deep eyes. These eyes were so deep that they seemed to suck people in.
Fu Jinmo's eyes paused, then moved away and moved around the woman's body. Seeing that she used force naturally with her arm just now, he guessed that the wound should be no longer serious.
The man remained calm and handed over the peony: "Your flower."
Chang Ji, who was following behind Fu Jinmo, felt that something was amiss when he saw this scene. When he saw his own prince handing over the flowers, his eyes widened even more.
On Sheng Huan's side, her eyes subconsciously fell on the peony in the man's hand. When she saw him handing it to her, she hesitated for a moment, but still quickly reached out her hand.
"Thank you, thank you."
The woman's fingertips accidentally touched the man's broad palm. When her hand reached out, the unique fragrance on her body reached his nose faster.
Fu Jinmo withdrew his hand and said "hmm". He put his palms behind his back and seemed to twist them lightly for a moment.
"Cousin, are you okay?"
Fu Shirui finally came closer. She took Sheng Huan's arm and was so careless about what had just happened that she didn't notice anything unusual.
After all, the flowers handed by the elder brother originally belonged to the cousin. What's the problem with giving them to the cousin? Obviously not.
"I'm fine." Sheng Huan focused his attention on Fu Shirui: "Cousin, how about you? Are you okay?"
"I'm fine too."
Fu Shirui said this and looked at Fu Jinmo.
"Brother, you're back. Did you just arrive in the capital today?"
"Yeah." Fu Jinmo nodded.
The man looked around and asked in a neutral tone: "Why don't you bring your servants?"
If there had been a servant there, he wouldn't have almost fallen down.
Fu Shirui and Sheng Huan looked at each other, both feeling a little guilty.
"Servants, go down and get some food." Fu Shirui grabbed Sheng Huan's hand: "Is that right, cousin?"
"Yeah, that's right." Sheng Huan nodded and glanced at Fu Jinmo: "Brother, they will be back soon."
Fu Jinmo looked at the two men with guilty expressions, not knowing whether they believed it or not.
"it is good."
Anyway, he left.
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As soon as Fu Jinmo returned home, Duke Fu called him to the study.
"Why did you take so long?" Duke Fu put down the document.
"Something happened on the way." Fu Jinmo.
Duke Fu did not ask any more questions: "I asked you to check it out. Have you checked it out?"
"Father." Fu Jinmo nodded: "The person Ji Yunxiu contacted that day was the Fifth Prince."
"The details behind it were obviously cleared up by someone."