Chapter 3 (1/2)

The two servant girls looked sad, but Bai Feiyue laughed: ”let's go and see our prime minister.”

Look, the old lady had never spoken like this before. She had no respect for the prime minister.

When Bai Feiyue wakes up at the beginning of the month, he sees that the prime minister is so worried about his daughter's life and death. He once thinks that Fu Yun really loves Fu Zijin, even though he only knows that he is afraid that Fu Zijin will die and Yu Qianxun will turn his anger on him.

Fu Yun is the person of yuqianxun. Birds of a feather flock together. How could she have more hope for Fu Yun? She was stupid, too.

Out of the courtyard, turn a corner door. The scenery in Bai Feiyue's house is wonderful.

Verdant trees, flowers burning, a green water, along the water Pavilion corridor from the flowers and trees at the collapse of stone gap. In the distance, the pavilions are Qiongyu, carved and embroidered, hidden among the trees. In the cliff of the pavilion, the animal face spits.

Along the way, Bai Feiyue more than once accused the prime minister's house of how many people's fat and people's cream he had plundered. Then he plundered it. It was really talented. No wonder you want to please Yu Qianxun so much. Is it because you are afraid that he will be attacked after he ascends the throne?

Suddenly, a touch of white intruded into the eyes. Bi Chun said softly, ”it's Miss di. How did the master let her out?”

Autumn its pulled Bi Chun a, Fu Mi Yan has approached, two people its bent over to salute.

Today, Fu Meiyan is wearing a plain long brocade. She wraps her delicate waist tightly with scarlet satin. The red brocade embellishes the pure white clothes with plump plum blossoms. Her eyebrows and eyes are slightly sad, which adds a sense of tenderness.

Bai Feiyue had heard of Fu Meiyan before, but she was born one day later than Fu Zijin, and she became the second lady. But it doesn't matter. After all, Fu Zijin is only a common girl, and she is a direct girl. She is not only so, but also brilliant. Now she is the first talented woman in the Western Yuan Dynasty at the age of 15. Unfortunately, in this continent, we are never proud of literature. What we advocate here is force and endless power! Here the law of the jungle, survival of the fittest!