Chapter 665: Cuscuta Cousin 29
The two princes of the Duke's Mansion met on a narrow road and looked at each other.
For some unknown reason, they both disliked each other.
But after all, they were colleagues, so they nodded and looked away.
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"Sir!"
However, the people who were having dinner in the guest room suddenly heard louder voices outside.
The two sisters-in-law, Lady Guogong and Lady Fu Er, looked at each other very quickly. At this moment, no one knew how shocked they were in each other's hearts.
Fu Jingzhou's heart skipped a beat. Although he didn't know what had happened, he reflexively looked at Sheng Huan standing beside him.
"…Third cousin?"
Seeing his strange look, Sheng Huan was a little slow and looked back at him in confusion.
"It's okay, just keep eating."
Fu Jingzhou used a serving chopstick to pick up a small chicken drumstick for Sheng Huan.
"Thank you, third cousin." Sheng Huan thanked him politely with a sweet smile.
Fu Jingzhou shook his head. He had just put the chicken drumstick into Sheng Huan's bowl when suddenly, the tightly closed door of the guest room was opened.
A cold wind blew in from outside.
This wind made Sheng Huan and Fu Jingzhou raise their eyes at the same time, and a cold black figure came into their eyes.
Fu Jinmo's eyes were particularly cold. After he came in, the first person he saw was the woman sitting obediently, and he felt a little relieved.
However, he obviously discovered something. When his eyes swept over, they lingered especially heavily on Fu Jingzhou's hand, and finally fell on Lin Zhaoheng, the only stranger in the room.
Fu Jingzhou and Lin Zhaoheng didn't know why, but they felt that the atmosphere was bad and shuddered at the same time.
Fu Jingzhou trembled and quickly withdrew his hand.
"Jin Mo, why are you here?"
The Duchess's wife took a deep look at her son who had appeared. She reacted very quickly, with a puzzled look but also a smile on her face.
Fu Jinmo's expression was not as usual, and his voice was inexplicably low: "I saw Aunt Zhang and the others, and I knew that mother was here, so I came to take a look."
Fu Jinmo walked in with his hands behind his back. The servants outside tactfully closed the door, blocking any prying eyes from outside.
Chang Ji stood outside the door. He glanced at Xiao Ye Ze opposite him, and a hint of confusion flashed in his eyes. Why was Master Xiao still here?
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This is Xiao Ye Ze.
"Prince?" The subordinate Mo Tian didn't know what his own prince meant.
Xiao Ye Ze didn't say anything. He looked at the tightly closed door. The curve at the corner of the man's lips was still there, but it looked dull.
Xiao Ye Ze lowered his eyes to hide the obscurity in them, but everything he had just seen in the room inexplicably flashed through his mind again.
Are Fu Jingzhou and her that close?
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In the room, Fu Jingzhou sneezed.
Sheng Huan quickly looked towards him, even leaning slightly towards him, blinking his watery autumn eyes: "Third cousin, are you okay?"
"No..." Fu Jingzhou touched his nose and looked at his little cousin's concerned eyes. He felt warm in his heart. Just as he was about to answer, he felt a sharp arrow piercing his back, which was like a thorn in his back: "I'm fine, I'm fine."
"Cousin, are you not full? Keep eating."
He sat up straight, behaved himself, and didn't dare to get close to Sheng Huan at all.
Brother, what is wrong with you?!
"Have you eaten yet, Prince?" Madam Fu II greeted Fu Jinmo: "Since you are here, why not join us?"
Fu Jinmo didn't refuse.
The Duke's wife's eyes moved when she saw this.
Others who didn't see it also started to greet and salute.
Sheng Huan sat obediently and nodded slightly to Fu Jinmo.
"My cousin, the prince."
"Yeah." The man's eyes quickly moved across the woman's face and nodded.
"Prince, please sit down..." Madam Fu didn't notice these details. She was just about to ask Fu Jinmo to sit between her and the Duke's wife, but she didn't expect Fu Jinmo to come over and even sit between her and Sheng Huan.
"I'll just sit here." Seeing that Madam Fu was still looking at him, Fu Jinmo said coldly.
"Okay, okay." Madam Fu was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to her senses: "It doesn't matter where you sit, it's all the same."
Sheng Huan felt the undeniable presence of the man next to her, so she stopped looking to the side and even leaned towards Fu Jingzhou a little uncomfortably.
Fu Jingzhou clearly felt that the closer his little cousin was to him, the colder his elder brother's eyes became. He burst into tears.
What is going on? The eldest brother didn't even think about it. Why did the cousin fear him so much? Why is he blaming the cousin for relying on him?
At the dinner table, everyone had different thoughts. After the dishes and chopsticks were served, Mrs. Fu Er and the Duke's wife did not greet Fu Jinmo specifically, but started talking to Lin Zhaoheng instead.
"Xiao Lin, you are this year's third place winner. Do you have any plans for the future? Will you stay in the capital or be sent out to be an official?" Mrs. Fu said this and glanced at Fu Jingzhou: "Jingzhou told me before that he wanted to leave, but as a mother, I always feel reluctant to let him go."
Lin Zhaoheng was a generous and elegant man. He didn't think much and spoke loudly: "It's understandable that my aunt is reluctant to let me go, but Heng also knows that Brother Jingzhou has lofty ambitions. Being sent abroad is also the best opportunity for him to gain experience."
He was polite and smiled: "Heng also meant the same thing."
"Zhao Heng is from Lincheng, right? I wonder what the customs are there?" The Duke's wife asked.
Lin Zhaoheng nodded: "Heng is from Lincheng, speaking of customs..."
Lin Zhaoheng was a good speaker, quoting from classics, and his words were particularly interesting.
Sheng Huan listened attentively unconsciously, his eating movements slowed down, and his eyes fell on Lin Zhaoheng little by little.
"Have a meal."
Suddenly, a piece of meat fell into her bowl, and a low voice sounded in her ears.
Everyone present, except Lin Zhaoheng, took a deep breath.
Sheng Huan was also stunned, looking at the extra meat in the bowl in surprise and confusion.
She looked up blankly at Fu Jinmo, blinking her eyelashes, confused and a little embarrassed.
Fu Jinmo looked at the little face so close to him, a little stiff, nodded, and explained: "It's delicious."
The woman frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and nodded.
However, she didn't eat it. Instead, she looked at Lin Zhaoheng again. She didn't know whether she was absent-minded or found what he said interesting.
Fu Jinmo's face darkened. He didn't know how dark his face was at the moment.
"Mr. Lin." Fu Jinmo put down his chopsticks, his eyes were indifferent, but with a certain anger: "I just happen to have something to ask you."
Lin Zhaoheng was flattered and looked over: "I am not worthy of your advice, Master Fu, please speak."
Fu Jingzhou on the side glanced at his elder brother with an indescribable look, and then glanced at his colleague with a look of wishing him well.
In the end, he didn't even dare to look at his little cousin, for fear that she would be harmed innocently, so he lowered his head and ate his meal.
Sure enough, just as Fu Jingzhou expected, Lin Zhaoheng was defeated step by step.
Sheng Huan listened to their "academic discussion" and as he listened, he picked up the meat in the bowl and ate it.
Fu Jinmo saw this scene out of the corner of his eye, and his depressed and irritable mood suddenly improved, and the intensity of his attack decreased instantly.
Under the table, the Duke's wife touched Madam Fu's hand, and the two sisters-in-law exchanged glances and looked at Sheng Huan at the same time.
"It's too late today, so I'll take my leave first." Lin Zhaoheng was full and bowed.
Finally, he left with Fu Jingzhou.
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