Xiao Chengyou was silent for a moment and replied, "She is fine."

He did not forget about Guining, but Jiang Qian made such a big noise early in the morning and threatened her with the late wife's friendship. In full view of the public, he could not ignore it. Seeing that it was still early, he sent Jiang Qian to the hospital. Then he rushed to look for Fu Ling, but heard the servants say that she had set off alone.

I originally thought that Fu Ling left him because of resentment over Jiang Qian's affairs, but Xiao Chengyou looked at Fu Ling's sincere and moving eyes at this moment, and then remembered the merciless whip that almost hit her on the back in the house just now. , I don’t know why, somewhere in my heart suddenly softened a little.

She has been through such a hard life, but she still cares about others in her heart...

"Then I'll be relieved." Fu Ling nodded and smiled brightly at Xiao Chengyou.

Xiao Chengyou pursed her thin lips slightly, but before she could say anything, she turned her head and stopped talking.

Xiao Chengyou silently stared at a decoration in the carriage, but out of the corner of his eye he couldn't help but pay attention to Fu Ling's movements next to him.

She seemed a little tired, and her original meticulous posture was a little relaxed. Her long eyelashes flickered like butterflies, casting a small shadow on her fair cheeks, and there was a faint look of confusion between her beautiful eyebrows.

I don't know how long it took, but Xiao Chengyou suddenly felt a weight on his shoulders.

Years of military experience had already engraved vigilance in his bones. Xiao Chengyou almost subconsciously pulled out the dagger from his waist. Veins appeared on the back of his tense hands. The majestic power hidden underneath could instantly wipe out the enemy's neck.

However, the next moment, there was a subtle touch on the side of his neck.

As Xiao Chengyou turned his head, Fu Ling's soft sleeping face was fully reflected in his eyes. Her hair on the temples was slightly messy, and a little fell on his neck. As the carriage bumped, an unbearable itching appeared under her skin.

Xiao Chengyou suddenly felt a little startled, and his grip on the dagger loosened slightly. The intricately carved pattern on the handle hit the soft cushion, making a gentle muffled sound.

It was very quiet inside the carriage, with only the rumble of wheels running over the ground echoing in his ears, like bubbles gurgling above boiling water, flowing and burning every inch of his blood vessels.

They were so close that their breathing was intertwined. Just by lowering his head slightly, he could easily touch the tip of Fu Ling's pretty nose, as well as her cherry-like light red lips that were filled with water. of lips.

In the small space, even the shallow breathing became a strange kind of temptation.

Xiao Chengyou was secretly shocked and subconsciously wanted to push Fu Ling away, but he lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Ling's sleeping posture. For some reason, he did not move and let her lean on his shoulder.

The journey from the Fu family to the general's residence was not far, but it seemed to take a very long time.

The bustling streets of the capital were crowded with people, the shouts of vendors and the conversations of passers-by mixed together, which was in stark contrast to the endless desolation of the frontier. Xiao Chengyou's originally tense nerves seemed to relax with the smell of fireworks filling his ears.

He smelled a faint fragrance in Fu Ling's hair, as if he was in a courtyard with white flowers in full bloom. The scents of gardenia and tuberose intertwined into a large net, enveloping his peaceful dreams.

With a "whoosh", the carriage finally stopped.

Xiao Chengyou was still sitting quietly in the same place, and Fu Ling woke up, glanced over his shoulder with a look of surprise, and quickly stood up and said, "My concubine is rude."

Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft, with a slightly naive nasal tone when she first woke up. Xiao Chengyou looked at her steadily, then turned his head, "It doesn't matter."

The lingering fragrance is deeper.

Without waiting for Fu Ling to reply, Xiao Chengyou had already got off the carriage. Not far away, a boy came up to him and whispered to him. A few words from the conversation spilled into Fu Ling's ears.

"Ms. Jiang...debrief..."

The smile on Fu Ling's lips gradually faded. He took Xiang Lan's hand and got out of the car, and the confused look in his eyes completely dissipated.

She didn't fall asleep at all in the car just now, and leaning on Xiao Chengyou's shoulder was just a tactic to test him.

She clearly heard the sharp sound of the blade being unsheathed at that moment, and his slightly heavy breathing hit her ears.

He could obviously push her away, but he just let himself lean on her.

"Old Madam, please come over." A voice interrupted Fu Ling's thoughts. It was the Old Madam's personal maid.

"Excuse me, aunt." Fu Ling calmed down and turned back inadvertently. The place where Xiao Chengyou had just stopped was no longer there.

Fu Ling changed out of her dusty attire and followed the steps of the maid to meet the old lady.

Without Chen Yuxiao, the old lady's residence became even more lonely and quiet. Different from the kindness she showed when she was chosen to be the Crown Princess, the old lady's attitude towards her now can be described as lukewarm.

The old lady played with the prayer beads in her hand and did not raise her head, "Is it going well for you to return home today?"

Fu Ling knew in her heart that the first priority in the old lady's heart was always the future of the prince and the general's palace. The emperor had been eyeing the general's palace in recent years, and the whole family was looking forward to the birth of the eldest grandson to inherit the title. The prince did not like her, and the old lady He didn't blame her, and even gave her a generous homecoming gift to support her. This was the greatest tolerance.

Fu Ling replied obediently, "Thank you, Madam, for your concern. Everything is going well."

She pursed her lips and smiled, then added, "I will remember today's return gift in my heart, and I will not let down the old lady's kindness."

Fu Ling's words fell to the ground, but the old lady did not speak for a long time. There was a look of surprise between her eyebrows. After a long time, she said, "Even so, you should not forget that as a married woman, the most important thing is the husband's family."

"Yes." Fu Ling lowered her head. Although the old lady behaved as usual, she still saw the surprised look she gave her for a moment. In an instant, an idea flashed through her mind.

Her return gift might not have been bought by the old lady.

The long list of countless treasures emerged in his memory. Several of the precious items were obviously not obtained through ordinary means, and they did not even look like those in the capital.

She originally thought that the General's Mansion was rich in wealth, but now that she thought about it, Xiao Chengyou was the only one who could obtain these items and hide them from everyone in the courtyard.

But why did Xiao Chengyou not want to let himself know that this matter was clearly a favor to her?

Facing the old lady's gaze, Fu Ling didn't have time to think about it and said hurriedly, "What the old lady taught me is that I must obey the instructions carefully."

The old lady said a few words, but she was also a little tired. Seeing this, Fu Ling took the initiative to step forward and diagnose the old lady's pulse.

After all, she was born in a general. Although the old lady was old, her body was still strong. Fu Ling felt the flow of the meridians in the old lady's body, but his thoughts couldn't help but recall the mother he saw not long ago, and the inappropriate look on her face. The ravines, and the lip color as pale as paper.

All this is due to the poison that has been hidden in the mother's body for a long time.