My Lord, my wife said she doesn't have time to talk to you.

Huaying saw the brother and sister off, then stood in the yard with her hands on her waist, thinking about how to plan the layout of the yard more reasonably.

Looking at the pebbles piled on the ground, I decided to pave the doorways of the three rooms first so that mud spots would not splash everywhere when it rains.

Fu Shiyan leaned against the table, holding his chin with one hand, looking at the jacaranda trees outside the window that were being paved with stones, and tapping the tabletop with his slender fingers.

As if he couldn't bear it anymore, he walked out of the room, took the shovel from Huaying's hand and smoothed the floor in a few seconds.

Huaying, who was tired and sweating, looked at the empty shovel handed over by Fu Shiyan and sighed again, saying that young people are really strong.

At noon, Huaying made egg fried rice, with golden eggs wrapped around the white and plump rice, and also fried some vegetables.

Fu Shiyan obviously noticed that the taste of the food has improved a lot compared to before. He glanced at Huaying who was eating cutely sitting opposite him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, which he didn't even notice.

"You also think that my cooking skills are getting better and better, right?" Huaying chewed a big mouthful of rice contentedly, her cheeks bulging like a little squirrel storing food.

She tilted her head and looked with a smile at Fu Shiyan who was sitting opposite her and eating elegantly.

Hearing Huaying's words, Fu Shiyan paused for a moment, but soon returned to normal. He looked up at Huaying and said softly, "Don't talk while eating."

Although Fu Shiyan's tone was flat, Huaying still heard a hint of praise in it. She felt happy and the smile on her face became even brighter.

Looking at Fu Shiyan who was eating slowly, Hua Ying blurted out, "You look like the eldest son of a certain family who has drifted here."

Fu Shiyan tapped her head with his finger and said, "Eat well."

Dongqing originally wanted to come and see whether the jacaranda had been paved with stones, but when she walked outside the yard, she saw the heartwarming scene between the brother and sister.

Recalling that a month ago, the village chief suddenly brought a young couple with elegant clothes and handsome looks to live next door, saying that they were distant relatives of the original owner who came to seek refuge. The village chief also asked someone to clean up the house in advance and returned the land deed that he had kept for the original owner for many years to the handsome man.

He also said to other villagers: "From now on, we are all Taohua Village residents. We should help each other. If you find anyone bullying others, don't live in Taohua Village anymore."

Later, everyone said that the brother and sister must be the illegitimate children of the original owner's playboy third son who were left behind.

But as far as Dongqing can remember, no one has ever lived in the yard next door.

Dad and Mom often said that the brother and sister were pitiful. The brother had a leg injury and couldn't move, and the sister couldn't even do housework. They often helped them wherever they could.

Later, after more interactions, I discovered that both brother and sister were introverted and quiet. This time when they came back, I discovered that Huaying was much more cheerful.

Dongqing went home and carried the backpack to the river, thinking that he could take advantage of his free time to carry more stones back for Huaying.

After Huaying had packed up the grove at home, she picked up the bamboo basket and went to the river again. She saw that Dongxue and Dongqing were almost ready, and she was very grateful.

The three of them chatted and laughed as they carried stones for the whole afternoon. With the addition of the two of them, most of the ground in the yard was paved.

As the sun set and night fell, Huaying made hand-rolled noodles, fried a plate of vegetables, mixed a dish of wild vegetables, and fried eggs.

The brother and sister who helped were invited to have dinner together. During the meal, Dongqing and Dongxue kept praising Huaying's cooking skills, saying that the same ingredients tasted much better than what A Niang cooked.

After seeing the brother and sister off after dinner, Huaying packed up and went to find Fu Shiyan to borrow some paper. Tomorrow was the date agreed upon for the jewelry store and the clothing shop to submit the manuscript.

These designs must be finished tonight. Huaying made some changes based on the currently popular Hanfu styles and began to draw carefully on the manuscript paper.

At this time, in the next room, "Master, look at this." The man in black jumped in through the window again in the twilight.

The man presented Fu Shiyan with a portrait of an adult male, which upon closer inspection looked about three-quarters like him.

"Where did you find it?" Fu Shiyan asked as he moved the portrait closer to the candlelight.

"Three days ago, at the entrance of the capital, the people guarding the city gates checked the portraits of passers-by one by one." The man in black said with a frown.

"It seems that someone can't sit still. Keep watching and don't alert the enemy." Fu Shiyan had a cold face. The person in the portrait was his elder brother Fu Shichen.

"Master, why don't we go to the emperor and ask him to give justice to the old prime minister?" the man in black asked in confusion.

"You've crossed the line!" Fu Shiyan's voice was as cold as ice, making people shudder. His deep eyes flashed with a cold light, staring closely at the man in black in front of him, as if he wanted to see through him.

The man in black felt his heart tighten, and a thin layer of sweat instantly appeared on his forehead. He knelt down hurriedly, his body trembling slightly, and said in fear: "I dare not, please forgive me, sir!"

Fu Shiyan looked at the man in black expressionlessly. After a moment of silence, he slowly waved his hand, signaling him to leave.

The man in black stood up as if he had been pardoned and hurried away.

Your Majesty? The Majesty has just secured his throne, and the old men of the previous dynasty will be given important positions as long as they are loyal to the new emperor.

There are two people holding important official positions. On the surface, they complement each other and help each other to serve the court, but in fact, undercurrents are surging in private, and the forces of all parties are intertwined and complicated.

The most obvious thing is that the position of prime minister in the current dynasty is actually divided into left and right! My father is the right prime minister and shares this position with another person.

And as far as he knew, the relationship between his father and the other prime minister was also very delicate. In his father's own words, they were "both enemies and friends"...

On the night when the incident happened in the Prime Minister's Mansion, his parents were brutally assassinated in the mansion, his eldest brother mysteriously disappeared on the way to the military camp, and his youngest sister lost track of her tutor nanny and has not been heard from since.

And he... had been suffering from a chronic illness since childhood and was in frail health, so he had always been hidden deep in the compound by his father.

Despite this, his father did not slack off in his training and invited famous teachers to teach him literature, martial arts, archery, horse riding and other skills since he was a child.

When he was only fifteen years old, he had already finished reading classic works such as "Gu Wen Guan Zhi", "Wen Zhang Gui Zheng" and "Fu Xue Zheng Hu".

Although people have heard of the good name of the Young Master You Cheng, no one has ever seen his true face.

Perhaps it was because of this that his mother was able to use a trick to fool the fake into thinking it was real, thus buying him a glimmer of hope.

That night, he and the assassins from the prime minister's residence who came to rescue him struggled to escape the clutches of his pursuers.

Originally, they planned to go to the palace to meet the emperor, hoping to seek justice for the prime minister.

However, on the way to the imperial city, they were hunted down again. At the critical moment of life and death, the appearance of the eldest brother's fiancée, Sister Su Mu, helped them escape the assassination.

Sister Su Mu's eyes were filled with tears. She told him, "The enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. If you rashly go to see the emperor now, I'm afraid that not only will you not be able to clear your grievances, but you will be in greater danger. We must first find out the truth and find the real murderer, and then go to the emperor to appeal. I must find your elder brother! If I can't find him, you must continue to look for him."

After saying this, Fu Shiyan couldn't help but wonder, could this fire be related to the emperor?

Nothing makes sense...

Fu Shiyan's eyes were red as he was lost in his memories. His figure was reflected on the wall by the candlelight, making him look so tall and lonely. The hatred in his heart seemed to cut a bright hole in the silent night.