The next day, Fang Xiu went to Fang Mansion to submit a greeting card, but was given a direct receipt.
When she received the carefully prepared invitation, Fang Xiu's face was green.
She coughed twice, and an abnormal blush appeared on her pale face.
He Jin, who was standing aside, hurried forward, wanting to say some comforting words, but didn't know what to say.
Obviously, this result was beyond his expectation.
Fang Xiu lowered her head, and a self-deprecating wry smile escaped from the corner of her mouth.
But when she raised her head, the wry smile turned into a nonchalant smile.
She comforted her son softly: "Don't worry, mother is fine."
But after saying this, she sighed softly: "It seems that your uncle still doesn't want to see me."
This sigh was slightly melancholy, just like catkins in spring.
The wind blows, helpless.
When He Jin heard this, hesitation appeared on his face, and he asked: "Uncle, why don't you want to see us?"
There was obvious disappointment in this question.
He originally thought that after learning the news that they had returned to Jiangning, his uncle would pick them up quickly.
But why, this time, his uncle directly sent them to Jiangning?
The greeting card was sent back, but he couldn't figure it out.
After many years, she was still coldly rejected by her brother.
Fang Xiu's emotions were a bit difficult to maintain.
She smiled miserably: "Brother, you think I'm too unsatisfactory."
Back then, my brother had clearly said that He Yi was not a good match, but she insisted on marrying him.
In the end, she tasted the bitter consequences.
In just ten years, He Yi had seven or eight concubines, countless confidantes outside, and even lost a child.
Whenever she thinks of the child who died early, her heart aches like a knife.
That child was still so young that he couldn't even see its specific shape.
At that time, she was in so much pain, but apart from comforting her a few words at the beginning, He Yi never asked about this matter again, but instead drank and had fun with his confidante.
Obviously, he knew that it was harmful to her.
Who was the one who gave birth to her child?
That woman was obviously a noble daughter of a royal family, but she was willing to have a secret affair with He Yi, a married woman.
And He Yi also allowed that woman to harm her own heirs, and even helped that woman cover up.
From that day on As soon as he got up, Fang Xiu saw He Yi thoroughly.
But how could such a determined feeling be cut off so easily?
What's more, she didn't want to give up to her brother so easily, so she resorted to various means and got pregnant with a second child.
This time, she spent thousands of He resorted to various means and even used the contacts he had in his boudoir to survive.
When the child was born and found out that it was a boy, she was truly relieved.
With this child, her status in the He family would be stable, and she would not be completely helpless in the future.
After all, she is just a woman, and she cannot live without a child.
In the following years, she also tried her best to let the child grow up healthily, but even so, the child's foundation was not as good as that of the Fang family's children.
When she was young, her energy was God was better than the child she had carefully raised.
Whenever she thought of this, her heart ached.
The reason why she showed signs of losing energy and blood in just ten years was that besides being easily sad and troubled, one of the reasons why she devoted herself to this child was also one of the reasons.
Whenever she thought of the vicious methods those bitches in the backyard used behind the scenes, she gritted her teeth with hatred.
At the same time, she also complained a little more about her brother who had not given any help for many years.
Therefore, at this time, she blurted out: "If my brother wasn't so ruthless, why would I be like this?"
After she finished speaking, she knew who she was facing, so facing her son's puzzled face, she quickly made up for it: "Since your uncle doesn't want to see us now, then we'll just wait a little longer. , maybe he will be willing to meet him after a while, and then I will take you to visit him."
After that, she sent her son away and went into the inner room to rest with a tired face.
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This is the Fang family's territory.
There are no annoying bitches or unpreventable means, so Fang Xiu rarely had a peaceful sleep.
Looking at Fang Xiu's peaceful and beautiful sleeping face, the eldest maid Lan Zhi felt a rare sense of relief, but also a sense of bitterness.
My wife still has a place to relax, but where can servants like them go to find that kind of freedom?
Lan Zhi, who wore her hair in a woman's bun, recalled He Yi who raped her, the wife whose eyes occasionally flashed with jealousy when she looked at her, and the woman who took the initiative to climb into He Yi's bed and died inexplicably.
Lan Pei felt a layer of sadness in her heart.
The wife still has her natal family to rely on, so how can servants like duckweeds find a place to stay.
If she had known this day, she should have asked her to leave when her wife got married.
This thought arose in her heart, and Lan Zhi herself was startled.
Then, she expelled this thought from her heart.
From the day she was selected by the young lady, her fate was tied to the young lady and could not be changed. , but, it was obvious that she had already made a marriage arrangement, and that man also entered the He Mansion with the young lady.
Fang Xiu, who was sleeping, had no time to take care of He Jin, but he didn't know that He Jin had been shutting himself in the study, practicing calligraphy.
Although he looks no different from people of his age, after writing a page of big words, sweat breaks out on his face.
This is proof that his body is weaker than his peers, but even so, he He did not put down his pen, even though his lips and hands were trembling and his lips were white, he was still writing.
He was venting his depression through this behavior.
He thought that leaving the capital would mean escaping from the prison, and that he and his mother would finally find a place to live.
However, they did not expect that Jiangning was still not their home.
He Jin, who had lived in fine clothes since childhood, was actually at this moment Produced a feeling of being homeless He looked at the crooked words on the paper, crumpled them into a ball as if to vent his anger, and then burned them into ashes.
At this time, Chang Li, who was living alone in Fang Mansion, put the secret treasure in his hand into the brazier and burned it to ashes.
Although the spring breeze has arrived, the air is still quite chilly, so having a brazier indoors does not seem so out of place.
But even so, his face still didn't look good.
That indifferent and clear face seemed like transparent jade.
Although it had extraordinary charm, it lacked a touch of life, as if it were something carved from jade.
He stretched out his slender hand, and the purple blood vessels could be vaguely seen in the white jade hand, which made people sigh that the white jade was flawed.
The body he joined this time was already deficient in his womb, and his soul, which was completely different from ordinary people, overwhelmed the body and accelerated the consumption of the body's vitality, so his lifespan was shorter than the world thought. , and this was also the reason why he treated Fang Chen so harshly
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