Yang Liusi

"Fan Yin, Fan Yin..." Who is calling?

Liu Fanyin only felt a familiar voice lingering in her ears. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the house was full of festive red, and standing beside her was Yang Xian in a red wedding dress.

She is so beautiful dressed up like this, her peach blossom eyes are rippling, her brows are blue and her face is far away, she stands there with a slight smile, like a fairy in a painting, so beautiful that she doesn't seem to be in the world.

"Fanyin." She called softly, but did not move.

Liu Fanyin subconsciously wanted to respond, but found that she couldn't make a sound. In such a hurry, she realized that she was not wearing a wedding dress like Yang Xian, but just plain clothes.

Isn't today their day of great joy?Why didn't she wear that mandarin duck wedding dress?

She was terrified, but she saw that Yang Xian was still looking at her with a light smile, but he was really like a fairy, as if he was going to ride the wind, fluttering, getting further and further away.

"Fanyin, I'm leaving..." With a soft sigh, Yang Xian was as small as a red dot, and was about to disappear from her sight.

"Yang Xian!" With all her strength, she finally yelled out hoarsely.

"Oh, now, I can't forget it in my heart and dreams." A delicate and soft voice came to my ears, but it was not Yang Xian's voice.

Liu Fanyin slowly opened her eyes, only feeling cold sweat all over her body, she stared blankly at the smoked gauze curtain above her head, and couldn't come to her senses for a while.

"Sweating so much," the voice continued, "Xiaodie, bring the water to wash up the girl."

Fluttershy?Liu Fanyin only felt a slight pain in the forehead, Xiaodie...

Looking up, it wasn't her Xiaodie, but she was also wearing the pink clothes that Xiaodie often wore, with a pair of clever little faces, holding a brass basin, and knelt down in front of her couch, respectfully saying : "Please wash the girl."

"You child, I thought you were clever, but today I saw that you were frizzy." The owner of that soft voice was Concubine Meng. I saw that she was wearing a lotus-colored dress today, looking like a Her complexion is extremely fair, and her originally soft face, against the background of this color, is even more feminine; Meng side concubine said, she took the cloth towel held by the servant girl beside her, wiped Liu Fanyin's face with water, and sighed Said, "The new girl is ignorant, Fanyin will teach her a lesson in the future."

Liu Fanyin only felt a gust of fragrant wind coming. She smelled the fragrance, and her head began to ache again, so she turned her head indifferently, and wanted to get up, but found that she was so weak that it was difficult to even get up.

"Fanyin's heart is also in a hurry." Seeing this, Concubine Meng motioned to the little maid beside her to help the girl, and watched her sit down on the bed sweating from her brow, then pinched her handkerchief and covered her mouth with a delicate smile. , "Fanyin has been raised in Bieyuan since she was a child, and she has just returned home. If there is any discomfort, she will adapt slowly, and there is no rush."

Hearing this, Liu Fanyin understood no matter how stupid she was.

Heh, King Yu is indeed a good means, with such lightning speed, he can't even wait for her gift of Jiji.

Concubine Meng watched Liu Fanyin's eyes turn darker, she still had a gentle smile on her face, but there was a burst of resentment in her heart: This girl is back after all!For such a ridiculous thing, the lord didn't punish her at all, but brought her back!I can't even wait for Jiji!She will live in the palace in the future, she is so favored by the prince, how can the girls in the palace have a good life!

Liu Fanyin naturally understood what Concubine Meng was thinking.

She didn't bother to deal with Concubine Meng, nor did she bother to explain anything to her.

"If Fanyin lacks something in the future, don't feel wronged. You must have what you need." Concubine Meng looked at Liu Fanyin with a smile, and her slender eyebrows made her smile even more charming. Such gentle and soft words, at first glance, it sounds very kind.

Liu Fanyin heard the implication, and only found it ironic and funny.

It was not her intention that she returned to Prince Yu's mansion, and she had no intention of hindering the future of the girl in the mansion; how come this side concubine Meng can't tolerate her so much, and every word is urging her to continue to quarrel with Prince Yu Make a fuss.

To make a fuss, of course she wanted to make a fuss, but she didn't have the leisure to be someone's gun.

Liu Fanyin thought coldly, her body was even more tired, since she woke up, the feeling of sleepiness and weakness has not disappeared, presumably King Yu did something to prevent her from causing trouble.

It's just... Liu Fanyin frowned slightly.

She did not expect that King Yu would be so tolerant towards her this time; she made such a disobedient thing, but he still brought her back to the mansion.

Originally, she was secretly married to the Yang family, and the matter of her identity could not be hidden for a while, so she never thought about how long it would take to hide it; she knew best that Yu Wang was indifferent and arrogant, and it was she who had been favored by him for so many years. To make a lifelong appointment with someone in private, conceal her identity and marry the prime minister's son, Yu Wang is treasonous and will give her up no matter what.

That's why she was so fearless; but unexpectedly, things took a turn for the worse, which was completely opposite to what she had expected.

Before there was Xiaodie's betrayal, and later there was Yu Wang's inexplicable behavior, Liu Fanyin only felt that everything seemed to be viewed through a thick fog, which was so vague and unreal, which made her feel panicky out of control.

In the prime minister's mansion, Yang Tonghui still had his eyes closed, showing no sign of waking up.

"The doctor said that my father is obviously fine..." Yang Xian was a little panicked, she had boiled several pots of medicine, and seeing that the bottom of the pot was about to be eaten by her, Prime Minister Yang, who was in a hurry and needed to rest, Still sleeping deeply like before.

She was thinking about Liu Fanyin, but she couldn't leave Yang Tonghui on the sickbed. Excessive anxiety made her complexion extremely ugly, her lips cyanotic, and she seemed to be going to rest in bed in a fit of rage.

"He was fine in the first place," a voice came coldly, "At this time, it's not that he can't wake up, but maybe he just doesn't want to wake up."

Yang Xian turned his face around, but saw Wu Yuan standing on one side with a dark face.

I haven't seen Wu Yuan for a while, but I saw that he has lost a lot of energy; Wu Yuan was originally handsome, but now his cheeks are slightly sunken and haggard, adding a bit of vicissitudes.

Yang Xian felt ashamed in his heart.

Wu Yuan's description today is all because of her.

Unexpectedly, in the current field, my uncle still stepped into the door of Yang's family to see her.

"Uncle..." Yang Xian called softly. After all these things, she was so flustered that she didn't know what to do, but she was dumbfounded, like a puppet on strings; As if falling back into the world again, all kinds of feelings came to my heart at the same time, I was ashamed and wronged, I didn't know where to speak, and I didn't know how to speak, thousands of words disappeared when they reached my mouth, only this grievance sound remained Whisper.

Wu Yuan was annoyed at first, and he became ill for a while, so he forced himself to harden his heart and stop caring about this niece, so that she could suffer and know that this world is difficult, and everything can't be left to her temper; but he Seeing her only niece, haggard, sitting alone in front of the medicine stove and talking to herself, she was heartbroken for a long time; hearing this grievance whispered again, my heart was about to break Go, how can you be angry?

"Hey, you..." Mrs. Wu, who had been hiding outside the door and wanted to watch their uncle and nephew untie their knots, finally couldn't help but come in and hugged Yang Xian into the room. In her arms, she caressed and said, "Don't blame your uncle, my daughter, he is just hard-spoken and soft-hearted, and he cares about you."

Yang Xian nodded, how could she not know?Since her mother passed away, although her uncle's family has not had much contact with her because of her father, they have always regarded her as their own child.

Thinking about it this way made her feel even more sad, perhaps because her aunt's embrace was too warm and reminded her of her mother too much, so tears rolled down for no reason.

"Ninny..." Seeing his niece nestling weakly in his wife's arms, sobbing and aggrieved, Wu Yuan felt pain in his heart, pity and anger, and became even more at a loss.

Mrs. Wu glanced at Wu Yuan, afraid that he would say something nasty again, seeing that he just rubbed his hands with a helpless look, she calmed down a little, patted Yang Xian's back lightly, and sighed: "Cry, cry, just cry..."

Encouraged by his aunt, Yang Xian felt that the string in his head snapped. She had lived as this man for 17 years, and she planned to live as this for the rest of her life a few days ago. But at this moment, all she wanted was to cry bitterly in her mother's arms as a little daughter.

Wu Yuan looked helplessly at Yang Xian who was crying bitterly, and sighed. The crying of his niece also extinguished his anger of going to Yang Tonghui to settle accounts.

Doctor Mingming said that Yang Tonghui was fine, but he was still lying on the sickbed and refused to wake up, but he refused to accept this reality.