The Way of Favors

In a muddle, Fu Rong heard an anxious cry.

What are they shouting?

How could anyone dare to make a loud noise when the emperor came to the peony garden?

The three words Peony Garden poured into my mind, as if the dazzling light suddenly cut through the darkness, and scenes of scenes poured in one after another.

Su-king Xu Jin died in battle, the prince murdered his brother to seek rebellion, the Seventh Emperor Shu'an was in danger, and the first emperor was seriously ill and abdicated, and King An ascended the throne.

King Ann ascended the throne.

Yes, the Seventh Emperor's Uncle, who had never married a wife, became the new emperor. Her father and brother were promoted one after another, and the Fu family's holy family was favored, so she was able to recover from the abandoned Suwang Mansion and return to her family. She is only twenty-one, and she is unparalleled in the country. I heard that the emperor was going to the Peony Garden. She was able to enter the garden as the commander of her brother's imperial guard. She wanted to have a chance, but when she was about to face the saint, she was caught with both hands. Push into the lake...

The cold water poured into his throat, uncomfortably unable to breathe.

She is still young, she doesn't want to die...

With a "wow", the little girl wearing a water-red embroidered dress suddenly spit out a mouthful of water, and then choked continuously.

"Okay, okay, the three girls are all right!" The drenched woman was overjoyed and raised her head and shouted. There are three girls in the house, the second is gentle and dignified, and the sixth is knowledgeable. Only these three girls have been spoiled by the old lady since they were young. Today they sneaked off to the lake to go boating while the maids were taking a nap. Fortunately, she saw them and saved them in time. Up here.

"Dense!"

The voice calling her nickname is soft and strong, familiar, and seems extremely remote. Fu Rong raised his head in disbelief, and saw a cardamom girl in a green dress rushing towards her in a panic, followed by a group of maids.

Fu Rong's tears fell.

Is she still dead? Did you meet your sister?

Since I can reunite with my sister, it's okay to die...

Looking greedily at the sister who was getting closer, Fu Rong softened and fell down.

"Father, tomorrow you have to go to the Yamen, mother, brother can't do without you at night, and Xuanxuan, you are young, you all go back first, my brother and I are here to keep the thick and thick, what's the matter? I will send someone to call you." Fu Wan persuaded again in the neat and solemn buzzing chanting.

"I'm not going." The nine-year-old Fu Xuan was sitting on the edge of the bed, his small face was strained, and his two ying eyebrows were frowned tightly.

Fu Pinyan looked at her little daughter, and then at the wife who looked sad and stared at the second daughter on the bed, and sighed, "Sister Wan is right, Su Niang, you take Sister Xuan back first. You are weak, don’t be too strong and it’s not good. You two are sick again. Yamen has been fine recently, and I will stay here to accompany you, so don’t worry."

Although Qiao was worried about his daughter, but there was still a child under one year old in the main room who needed to take care of him, so he nodded and reached out to lead Fu Xuan: "Xuan Xuan is obedient, come and see your third sister tomorrow morning."

"I won't go." Fu Xuan, who had never liked crying, bowed his head and cried. She lay on the bed and refused to go. She wanted to guard the third sister.

"Zhengtang, go to see your mother and sister." Fu Pinyan frowned.

When the father spoke, Fu Chen stepped forward and picked up the little sister, and while walking outside, he softly calmed down: "Xuanxuan is obedient, your third sister is fine, you cry again, be careful tomorrow morning when she knows to laugh at you, don't you most hate her bullying you? ?"

The youth's clear and gentle voice gradually disappeared into the monk's chanting.

Fu Rong, who was lying on his side, quietly wiped tears with his quilt.

Is she dreaming? How can dreams be so real?

Not a dream? I pinched myself several times and it hurts so much.

But if it wasn't a dream, why did she return to the year she was 13 years old?

Reborn after death?

She wanted to tell her father and mother about the big things, but when she opened her mouth, she was cut off by her father and sternly warned her not to talk nonsense. She shook her head and explained to them that her mother hugged her and said that she had arrived when she was in a coma. Those were not true. Fu Rong did not believe that those were not nightmares, nor were they sweet dreams. They were all real. So the father who spoiled her like a treasure simply gagged her mouth with a veil, suspecting that she was stained with dirty things after falling into the water, and he asked the doctor to relax. Maru, again invited the Zhulin Temple monk to do things in the courtyard.

The night was long without any sleepiness. Listening to the whispers of his father, brother and sister behind him, feeling the worry in their tone, and recalling the horror in their eyes when she said those words, Fu Rong closed his eyes.

Being reborn after death felt absurd even for her, no wonder her relatives would not believe it.

No matter, at the age of thirteen, she had a long nightmare that resembled the real life while she was in a coma, or was she really murdered at the age of twenty-one and resurrected from the dead, and you will know if you go down, if everything that happened in the future will follow the memory Coincidence means...

Wait, if it's not a nightmare, then...

After seven or eight days, she would develop acne, and the doctor advised her to go to Zhuangzi to recuperate to avoid infecting her family. Fu Rong was accompanied by the nursing mother and grandmother, and it took nearly a month to fully raise him. After returning home, he was shocked to learn that the night she arrived in Zhuangzi, his brother had contracted the disease. The parents were worried about her thinking and kept hiding from her.

Her brother who likes to grab her fingers!

Fu Rong sat up, sweating profusely.

"What's wrong with Nongnong?" Fu Pinyan rushed forward, holding his daughter's shoulder to look at her.

"Daddy!"

Fu Rong threw himself into his father's arms, crying in grief, "I...have a nightmare. No one can save me in the water."

Worried that his father would gag her again, Fu Rong temporarily changed his words and did not say anything about his younger brother.

Fu Pinyan was heartbroken. The three daughters and two sons have been sticking to him since he was a child. He is so cute and charming. He just doesn’t want to be eccentric, but he is more than half. He has all the requirements of his daughter, and all kinds of soft and hard foams are used in turn. Yes, I don't want to cause such a disaster today.

"Don't be afraid or not, Daddy is here, so are your brothers and sisters, Don't be afraid." Fu Pinyan patted his daughter's shoulder lightly, and Fu Pinyan coaxed his chin against her head.

Fu Rong kept crying, crying out all the sadness and grievances in that dream-like memory, and when he stopped, there happened to be three watchful drums outside.

"Daddy, don't scold me, I won't be naughty anymore." After crying enough, Fu Rong buried himself in his father's chest.

The little girl's voice was crying and hoarse, but she brought the familiar to please beg for mercy. Fu Pinyan raised her eyebrows and straightened her daughter's shoulders. When she saw her daughter's eyes dodge, he refused to look at him. It was exactly the same as when she was in trouble, and she coldly snorted, "You How many times have you said it?"

"I have to say it a hundred or eighty times every year." The boy next to him added fuel and jealousy.

Fu Rong glared at his elder brother Fu Chen, and coquettishly tugged at Fu Pinyan's waist jade pendant: "Daddy, I'm like this. Are you willing to punish me? If you want to be punished, you have to wait for me to get better."

The daughter returned to normal, no longer saying anything violent, Fu Pinyan heaved a sigh of relief, and it was too late to be happy. Where could he be punished? He only let his daughter lie down, he covered the quilt for her, and he was afraid that she would not learn any lesson from her petting pets, so he deliberately asked her about her physical condition with a cold face.

"Daddy, don't worry, it's all right." Fu Rong stretched out his hand to hold the bedside sister's hand, and said to his father and brother: "It's so late, dad and brother all go back, and sister will be here with me." She was frightened. Right now they just want to drive away all their loved ones, and they won't agree.

But Fu Rong was not very worried about her sister.

The doctor said that chickenpox is more common in children under ten years of age. It is easy to spread two days before the onset of acne. It is not a serious illness. Only children who have not fully developed yet are slightly more dangerous and require careful attention. In the dream, it was a dream for the time being. Maybe it was still some time before she got acne. After falling into the water, her sister slept with her for three consecutive nights and it was all right. Only the younger brother did not know when. Fu Rong had never touched a person with acne. Before the first acne came out, how did he know that he was sick? He had to hold his brother almost every day...

Secretly holding on to the quilt, Fu Rong forced himself to stop thinking about it. Regret is useless, the important thing is now and in the future.

Her face is a little pale, and her spirit is pretty good. Fu Pinyan was relieved, then stood up and led the eldest son away. Before leaving, Fu Chen made a writing gesture to Fu Rong, smiling very brightly, showing a few white teeth.

That was telling her that her father would definitely fine her to copy books this time, so she should not be proud.

Before the change, Fu Rong would be so angry that he threw the pillow over, but it was her brother who was guarding her brother firmly. Seeing his brother who was still young and naughty, Fu Rong only found it fun and interesting. It was hard to imagine that his brother would really become the commander of that cold and iron guard.

"Brother is teasing you, ignore him." Worried that his sister would be upset, Fu Wan deliberately sat outside, blocking Fu Chen's figure.

Fu Rong withdrew his gaze and looked at the elder sister who was as beautiful as April Peony in front of him. Without saying anything, he hugged her like a baby.

If she has acne, everything is true. It’s okay if her parents don’t believe her. She will do everything she can to protect her sister and brother, prevent her younger brother from dying, and prevent her from marrying Qi Ce that bastard. Xiaoyu perishes.

Fu Wan was only afraid of being a younger sister, and said with a smile: "It's okay, take a good night's sleep, forget all the nightmares, and dad is reluctant to punish you."

"Well, sister, come up, let's sleep together." Wiping his eyes, Fu Rong grabbed his sister's hands.

"Wait, I'll ask Shui to wipe your face. After crying for a long time, my eyes will be swollen like walnuts tomorrow morning." Fu Wan teased her.

Fu Rong was reluctant to leave her sister, and turned to the outside. "Let Mei Xianglan go or not." It was her maid.

Fu Wan looked at her and said calmly: "They didn't take care of you, they got ten boards. Sister, you are really good for them, so you should learn to behave better in the future." .

Fu Rong obediently bowed his head to admit his mistake.

Why did she forget that her father loved her mother and loved them, and rewarded and punished others clearly.

Seeing that she understood, Fu Wan got up and ordered her maid, Bai Zhi, who was guarding outside, to bring hot water.

Baizhi?

Fu Rong lowered his eyes, a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. Don't be afraid, take your time, I won't let go of one that should be cleaned up.

After wiping their faces, the two sisters turned off the lights and fell asleep together.

The next morning, Fu Pinyan and his wife rushed to see their daughter when they were in bed together. The monks in the courtyard were still chanting.

Fu Rong woke up early, coughing and coughing. When he saw his father and mother, Fu Rong tears vaguely complained: "I have a headache, daddy, hurry up and drive those people away. I can't sleep well after a night of noise. , Huh... I'm so uncomfortable buzzing."

After falling into the water and catching a cold, she would have been prone to get sick. Since her daughter's sanity is clear, she doesn't need to do anything to exorcise evil spirits. Fu Pinyan immediately ordered the housekeeper to send the monks back with good words and accustomed Li Langzhong.

Fu Rong's disease was pretending. Li Langzhong didn't see anything. Seeing the little girl winking at him quietly, Li Langzhong immediately got the count, and prescribed a prescription for expelling cold and coughing. Fu Pinyan was born in a jinshi, and had been immersed in officialdom for many years and was promoted to the presidency of Jizhou. He didn't dare to prescribe a fake prescription to fool him. Anyway, the little girl knew that she was not ill and would definitely not really take medicine.

After Li Langzhong left, Fu Rong repeatedly told his relatives around him: "Guan brother is still young. Before I get better, mother, please don't hold him to see me. And you, you must wash up after returning from my place. , After changing clothes, go to see the official man, so as not to take the sickness. Anyway, I vilified that I like the official man the most. If someone does not listen to me and makes him sick, I, I will only take one month Ignore him!" Before she thought of a way to move to Zhuangzi ahead of time, she could only protect her brother like this.

"Just one month?" Fu Chen was not satisfied with this deadline.

Fu Rong bulged his cheeks and stared at him fiercely, "Do you listen to me? Mother, if your brother doesn't change clothes, don't let him hold your brother!"

Qiao smiled and touched her daughter's blushing face, "It's okay, you know you love your brother, don't worry, we all listen to you, you don't care about the official brother, and you should take care of the illness earlier."

"Mother, don't fool me, you must take good care of the official man." Fu Rong hugged his mother and acted like a baby, his big misty eyes were full of pleading.

"Don't be fooled, when did your mother fool you?" Qiao's beloved daughter looked at him softly and promised again and again.

Fu Rong was relieved now.