Chapter 662: Cuscuta Cousin 26
In the room.
Xiao Ye Ze leaned back in the chair, holding the golden hairpin tightly in his hand.
The nonchalant smile on his face in the past was completely gone, leaving only coldness and solemnity.
"Sir, the lady has left."
The subordinate came in, but his heart was still heavy.
"Go down."
Xiao Ye Ze's face was hidden in the shadows, and his specific emotions were unclear.
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Duke Xiao's Mansion, main house.
After Lady Xiao returned, she had a bitter look on her face, but still ordered: "Take these albums down and deal with them."
"Madam..." The trusted nanny wanted to persuade her, but she didn't know how, so she could only bow and retreat.
When she stepped back, Lord Xiao walked in from outside. When he saw the servant leaving with the album, he understood something and walked forward.
"Madam, let's just listen to Ye Ze on this matter."
Upon hearing this, Lady Xiao burst into tears and threw herself into her husband's arms.
"Master, is there really no way to cure the poison in Ye Ze's body?"
How could she accept that her son would die young?
Duke Xiao was silent and hugged his wife.
He didn't know either, but Doctor Hao said that Ye Ze was too young when he was poisoned, and the poison had already penetrated deep into his bone marrow, so now he could only suppress it.
Madam Xiao seemed to understand something, her face turned pale: "I won't mention this matter anymore, as long as he is happy."
"That's good..."
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For several days.
Sheng Huan didn't go out, and there were no banquets outside, so she simply stayed at home and chatted with Madam Fu from time to time. When she was free, she would make a sachet and send it to Madam Fu.
"My cousin, Madam wants you to go to Chunhuayuan later." Nanny You came over happily.
"okay, I get it."
Sheng Huan suddenly felt a headache when he thought of what Pu Hua said about Chunhuayuan being almost surrounded by portraits.
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The residence of the wife of Duke Fu is Fanfengyuan.
Madam Fu pointed to the picture album she had read on the table and told the servants:
"All of these should be sent to Chunhuayuan."
She is the last girl left in the mansion, so her marriage must be arranged carefully.
"Yes, ma'am." Several maids picked up the album and left.
As soon as I walked out the door, I ran into Fu Jinmo.
"Prince." The servant bowed.
Fu Jinmo looked over there indifferently, and for a moment, his eyes passed through the picture albums in their hands.
He said nothing, walked into the house.
As soon as Fu Jinmo came in, he saw his mother looking through something on the table. Her expression changed so much, frowning, shaking her head, and nodding. She was so serious that she didn't even notice his arrival.
"Mother." Fu Jinmo realized that if he didn't say anything, he would become invisible.
When Lady Fu heard the voice, she looked up suddenly. When she saw Fu Jinmo, her eyes lit up: "Oh, Jinmo is here."
She waved her hand quickly: "Come and take a look at these albums. These are the ones that mother picked for Ying'er. Give me some advice."
The corners of Fu Jinmo's lips flattened.
Lady Fu, the Duke of Fu, didn't notice. She picked up the album and asked while introducing it.
"Take a look at this Master Zhang. He is handsome and talented."
"Too old-fashioned." Fu Jinmo spoke directly.
"Ah?" Lady Fu Guogong didn't take it seriously. She nodded and picked up another painting: "What about this Mr. Lin? He is a colleague of your third brother and he is very polite."
"Too rough."
……
"Mr. Qian?"
"Too vulgar."
"Prince Prince?"
"Too ugly."
Madam Fu: "..."
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This side of Chunhuayuan.
Sheng Huan was also very troubled.
"Aunt, it's too much." Sheng Huan begged for mercy and said coquettishly: "My eyes are tired from watching it."
"You." Madam Fu II tapped her niece's forehead: "You have to choose this thing carefully. It doesn't matter if you are tired now. If you choose the right person, you won't have to suffer in the future."
"Aunt~" Sheng Huan blinked and came closer to her with a bitter look: "Look at Ying'er's eyes, they are red, and Ying'er can hardly recognize who is who in the portrait."
Looking at this portrait, it seems that everyone looks almost exactly the same.
Mrs. Fu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She looked at the little face in front of her. It was so tender and white, and looked so good to be pinched. So she reached out her hand and pinched it.
"Second Madam, our Madam asked me to send you a portrait, saying that it is for Miss Cousin to choose."
Fang Qiu and several maids came in.
Sheng Huan heard the noise and looked over subconsciously. When her eyes fell on the bulging portrait in their hands, her body trembled.
She looked back at Madam Fu Er in shock and trembling, opened her mouth, swallowed, and almost lost her voice: "...Aunt, my aunt gave me so much!"
Fang Qiu didn't know what was going on. She smiled friendly and said, "Cousin, this is just the beginning. Our wife still has some things that haven't been delivered yet."
Upon hearing this, Sheng Huan grabbed Madam Fu's arm, tears welling up in her eyes, looking particularly pitiful: "Aunt, I, my eyes hurt."
I can’t stand it anymore, there are too many portraits!
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Fanfeng Courtyard.
The wife of Duke Fu raised her eyebrows and said, "This is not okay, that is not okay, which one is okay?"
"Why do these people seem to have so many shortcomings and flaws when you mention them?!"
Fu Jinmo looked calm: "That's the truth."
"Okay... Mother believes you." Lady Fu looked at her son and finally believed him: "You know a lot of people. Since you think the person Mother picked is not good enough, then you can choose for Ying'er."
The person my son likes must be the right one.
Fu Jinmo pressed his finger bones without even raising his eyelids: "I'm busy."
Madam Fu choked and said, "You are not free, and yet you are always looking for trouble for me!"
For the first time, she realized how annoying her son was.
Fu Jinmo: "Mother, I have something to do, so I have to leave first."
Lady Fu looked at her son's leaving back, feeling puzzled.
What on earth did he come here for?!
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Sheng Huan was finally freed from Madam Fu Er, and she left as if she was running for her life.
"Girl, it's the prince."
She had only taken a few steps when Furong beside her suddenly pulled her sleeve.