Fu Erjin and Wu shi received the letter and learned that Fu Tianfu's marriage was settled. They were so angry, they almost laughed to death.

"That good-for-nothing brat is truly blessed! I heard from Chi-Chi that she's a rich heiress. We're the ones who are lucky to have her." Fu Erjin said.

Mrs. Wu nodded, "Yes, our family is fortunate to have Xiao-Xiao. Without her, we wouldn't have such a good daughter-in-law. Come, tomorrow I'll go to the academy and let them know, and you go to the teahouse and tell everyone as well. We're going into the capital."

"Father, mother, we're going too," said Erpang.

Sanpang agreed, "I want to go see my sister-in-law too."

Er Pang's eyes rolled. "Dad, little aunt said something about the future sister-in-law and how she looks? Could it be that she's a monster?"

"That...he didn't say anything about that!" Fu Erjin looked over the letter again. Over these years, he had come to understand the importance of reading and writing. Now, he could recognize all the characters.

"Hi, what matters is that two people get along well. Looks don't matter as much as having similar personalities and understanding each other."

Ms. Wu nodded, "That's true," she reassured him, "Rest assured, if Chi-Chi has set her sights on someone, he won't disappoint."

Fu Erjin also believes in her younger sister. She and Tianfu have grown up together since they were young, and their relationship is deeper than with other children.

Erpang said deliberately, "Father, do you think Mother is beautiful?"

"Nonsense, your mother is naturally beautiful." Fu Erjin said without thinking.

Wu blushed.

The clever Erdan had more to say, “You yourself choose a beautiful wife, and yet you say that whether a wife is pretty or not doesn’t matter?”

"Hmph... you little brat, waiting here for me? Your mother is kind-hearted, clever, and beautiful. Is that not good enough?"

Wu's face turned even redder, and the three fatties were laughing uncontrollably.

A family of four greeted Fu Wujin and his wife in the county, then set off.

……

Since everyone left after the New Year, the Fu family had become quiet. But now, with Miao Yuyan around all alone, it feels like there's a whole family of people here.

At this time, when it wasn't naptime, they were all rushed to Tang Xian's Prince's Mansion.

Once they arrived at the Prince's Mansion, everyone felt freer.

Fu Jiujiu and Tang Xian were in the room. One was holding a needle, unable to find a place to put it down. The other was reading a book, but they hadn't turned a page for a long time.

The two of them went out to eat and play, having a great time.

Tang Xian heard Fu Jiu Jiu's gasp of pain after being pricked by a needle, hurriedly got up and walked over, grabbed her bleeding finger, and gently blew on it, saying, "Don't embroider anymore."

"Fu Chiu Chiu nodded, "I also think it's time to give up. People should be adaptable and know when to let go. We can't force things that aren't meant to be."

Tang Xian smiled so wide that her lips wouldn't close, "You never use needles and thread, what stimulated you this time to embroider something yourself?"

Who knows? I might be possessed.

Tang Xian hurriedly touched her forehead, Fu Chiu Chiu patted his paw away.

He huffed and tossed the embroidered piece aside, but then the man spoke, “I received your heart. To me, you are more important.”

Fu Jiujiu's cheeks flushed red, "Who told you I embroidered this for you?"

Tang Xian didn't speak, just looked at her like that. Fu Jiujiu uncomfortably turned her head to look at the two children who had played tiredly and sat down to eat.

She thinks they are a perfect match, both lacking ambition and having no high expectations for each other. Isn't this a kind of happiness?

Tang Xian also thought the painting was beautiful, and his mind couldn't help but recall what he would look like in ten or twenty years.

He and Fu Jiujiu's child, ran all over the yard.

Suddenly, the arrival of a group of black-clad guards interrupted Tang Xian's thoughts.

"You guys talk, I'll go see what they two are up to!"

Just as she was about to leave, Tang Xian grabbed her hand and said, "Is there anything I've said that you can't hear?"

Fujujiao smiles faintly.

The Dark Guard brought back word from Xi Lin. An Du has amassed troops and is pressuring the King of Xi Lin to abdicate. Though matters are still at an impasse, it will not be long before something gives.

While Deng Wan'ying was tormented by An Du, he also had her given to his courtiers for amusement, in order to win their hearts.

Fu Jiujiu looked at Tang Xian, who then curled her lips and waved her hand, signaling the dark guards to rest.

"Seventh Brother Tang, it's time to deploy the troops."

Tang Xian looked at her, "You're getting smarter and smarter."

Deng Wanqing is a pawn, but she is not simply as superficial as that.

Her plight had long been within the Emperor's expectations, the Deng family's exile was just the beginning.

Andu was also tricked.

No matter how unwelcome Deng Wanying was in Li Chao, she was sent by Li Chao to marry into the family. She naturally represented Li Chao.

Given her plight, it wouldn't be unreasonable for Li Chao to speak up on her behalf, would it?

"Are you going?" Fu Jiujiao asked.

Tang Xian shook her head, "There's Lao Ba."

Fujujio suddenly realized, of course, Tang Yan was Xilin's son-in-law, so it was just right for him to go.

This time it is not about attacking Xilin, and Emperor Chengde has no intention of annexing Xilin.

If Xi Lin is also taken, then Bei Mo will also feel the crisis, and at that time, it will force Bei Mo to break with Li Chao.

Furthermore, Li Chao's military forces were limited, and war would consume a great deal of manpower and financial resources.

Tang Xian told Fu Jiujiu about the arrangement Emperor Chengde made for Xi Lin.

“That’s also good. Since Xilin the Young Prince and Saiqiya are siblings, they have a close relationship. With Saiqiya’s mother becoming Empress Dowager, she will definitely consider their maternal bond. The new King of Xilin is young; even if he doesn't align with our Li Dynasty, he wouldn't dare to start a conflict. Your Majesty's plan is indeed beneficial in many ways.”

Fu Jiujiu admired him greatly, "He is indeed a king. He thinks ten steps ahead of every move."

When Tang Yan learned that his cousin Deng Wan'ying had passed away, he didn't say a word.

Bai Ruozhuang also heard some rumors, after all, Tang Yan was going to Xilin.

How could she possibly know nothing about it?

"If you're feeling down, just say it."

Tang Yan looked at his wife, "Why should I be sad? What we needed to say and advise, we've said it countless times. This is all her own doing."

Bai Ruozhuang didn't expect him to say that.

Upon closer thought, it must have been Grandmother's doing. It chilled him to the bone.

Now that the Deng family has fallen, Old Mrs. Deng began to think of Tang Yan again and would often ask him to find a way to reinstate her son's official position.

Now Tang Yan has reached the point where he hides whenever he hears the old woman coming.

Therefore, Tang Yan also did not have much sympathy for Deng Wanqing.

"

I don't know, I wonder if Lao Ba can bring her back this time!

"No." Tang Yan knew in his heart that Deng Wan'ying could only die.

Be good to her, and be good to the living.

Perhaps one could still salvage a decent reputation.

Tang Yan saw his wife staring blankly and said, "Alright, stop thinking about it. For some things, we just do our best and have a clear conscience."

Bai Ruozhuang nodded slightly. As for Deng Wan'er, she could say that she truly owed her nothing.

"I'm afraid you might feel bad."

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