One side of Meixiang immediately spread paper to grind ink.

Fu Rong was not interested in becoming a talented woman. He only wanted the handwriting to be eye-catching, so that he could get some polite praise when writing in front of outsiders. In the name of filial piety, the princess of the county asked her to copy the Scriptures. She always asked her to rewrite the scriptures on the pretext of ugliness. If she could not finish writing, she was not allowed to come out. Fu Rong was honest after two times of fighting. She held back her breath and practiced hard. Even if she didn't like it, she couldn't ignore her conscience. Thanks to this, Fu Rong's calligraphy was much more refined, which saved a lot of effort.

The black ink falls on the pale yellow rice paper, and the slight sound reflects the tranquility in the room.

In the daytime, the anger towards the brother and sister of Qi family and the worry about her sister's future all slowly sink down in a stroke.

After drawing a small print, my hair is completely dry.

Fu Rong put down his pen, stretched, washed his hands and got into the gauze.

Perhaps he had thought about it day by day. This night, Fu Rong dreamt of Xu Yan and his first meeting with Xu Yan.

The bright lanterns hung all over the street. Under the care of her father and brother, she stood in front of a stall to guess lantern riddles. When she racked her brain, she suddenly noticed that someone was looking at her. She tilted her head and looked at Xu Yan's face in the soft light. At that time, Fu Rong had already recognized him, so she was not angry. She just laughed at him and continued to guess riddles.

Xu Yan comes forward to greet her father and brother, and she calls out "son of the world" in a proper way.

Later, she called him husband and Yunsheng

Fu Rong opened his eyes in a half dream.

The curtain was dark.

Fu Rong gave a long sigh of relief.

In my life, I still don't want to see Xu Yan again.

Fu Rong is afraid that Xu Yan will like her again. Although she is not infatuated with Xu Yan, Xu Yan treats her well, and Fu Rong does not want to make Xu Yan sad again. She was doomed not to marry him again, so it was better that she never met. She had her way to go, and he should find a girl who was really suitable for him, a good wife who satisfied his mother and sister.

"Qin Xiang's hands are so skillful. She looks like goddess Guanyin in this way." Fu Rong pastes the mother of Pearl and turns around. Lan Xiang is amazing.

Fu Rong was angry with her: "am I so old?"

Then he took another look at the mirror.

When she came to Zhulin temple, she dressed up carefully. Qin Xiang gave her a flower like a mole on the forehead of the Avalokitesvara statue. Because it's red, it's still a bit gorgeous, but Fu Rong can dress up. Today, I'm wearing a plain white skirt. There's only a white jade bead flower between her hair and no earrings. When she sits quietly, even Fu Rong almost can't recognize herself.

Mei Xiang urged Mei Xiang: "are you all right, girl? Madame, two girls and six girls are waiting at the door! "

Fu Rong went out quickly.

At the door, she deliberately slowed down, not as usual with her mother coquettish, but with a smile, pretended to be quiet, afraid that the smile in her eyes could not hide, and dropped her eyes.

Qiao Shi was stunned. Her daughter should not be taken seriously by the queen mother in the heavenly palace. She wants to fly away?

However, Fu Wan heard Fu Rong mention that he would dress like this. After being astonished, he took his sister's hand with a smile, "thick is so good What are you laughing at? When you smile, you can't be good for a moment

Fu Rong just can't help it, outsiders praise her, she will pretend to be reserved, familiar relatives praise, she always want to laugh.

Qiao gave her a reassuring but helpless look. "Let's go. Today is master Jingjian's lecture. Let's not be late."

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