"it is good."Long Chi'an smiled gently and walked into the courtyard. It was still early at this moment, so early that Fu Ciyi and Yan Funing were still in bed. "Hey, it's getting light, why haven't you gone to the morning court yet?" She kicked him, but he hugged her tightly. "It's snowing outside. It looks bright, but it's still early." The man sniffed her scent hard. "My lady smells so good. It would be nice if we could kiss each other again." Yan Funing immediately covered his lips and said, "Get up quickly. It's snowing and the road is difficult to travel. Don't delay the morning court." "My wife is prettier than Fuqiu. I didn't see enough of her last night. I'll take another look at her now, and then I'll get up." He began to pull at the back ties of her blouse. Yan Funing lay flat on her back and protested. Her soft voice became deeper: "Fu Ciyi, that's enough. If you continue like this, I won't obey you at night from now on." "Okay, okay, let's talk about it tonight."

The man kissed her on the forehead, got out of bed quickly, and his expression immediately returned to its calm and reserved state. Seeing his beautiful hands putting clothes on him one by one, Yan Funing's face slowly turned red. It was this pair of annoying hands that held and kissed me last night. Too restless. She was so embarrassed that she covered herself with the quilt and urged: "Go away, I want to sleep more." "Row." Fu Ciyi agreed and put down the warm tent to prevent his wife from getting frozen. Not long after, he left the outer room, and a vague voice came in: "Caiyu, your young lady is still sleepy, don't disturb her." "Yes, uncle." Caiyu's voice also came into the inner room, "The snow on the road is thick now, uncle, please walk slowly." "Ah." After Fu Ciyi walked away, several maids gathered together. "In the past, the son-in-law wouldn't say so many words. He would definitely say..." One of the maids cleared her throat and imitated his tone, "Don't disturb her." Another maid nodded: "Yes, yes, yes, the son-in-law is in a good mood today." Caiyu scolded them: "The young lady is still asleep, why are you making so much noise?" A few people laughed softly and went to sweep the snow that had drifted into the corridor. Yan Funing actually didn't feel sleepy at all. He sat up, opened his clothes and took a look. Covered with red marks. All left by someone.

I can’t recall, I can’t recall, just go back to sleep. Fu Ciyi finished his breakfast in the dining room and before leaving the house, he told the servants: "Keep the snow in the courtyard and garden." Fu Beimo, who was standing by, was puzzled: "Why? Let's clean them up together." "Your sister-in-law may want to enjoy the snow." Fu Ciyi said to the servants, "It's okay to clear the snow from the main walking area in the front yard." Yu Liang smiled and nodded: "I understand." "I understand too. I have to build a snowman for my sister-in-law." Fu Beimo called Meng Li, "Ali, help me, let's go." Meng Li said, "I want to build a snowman for Nan Yao." "It's a shame that my sister-in-law treats you so well." Fu Beimo sneered. "Of course I know that my sister-in-law treats me well, but I..." Meng Li said, blushing. Fu Ciyi shook his head, ignored them, and walked away on the snow. - Jin Palace. Prince Jin looked at the portrait sent by Long Chi'an for a long time without saying a word. Long Chi'an couldn't help himself and called out, "Uncle?" The King of Jin then turned his gaze towards him: "Why did Chi An get up so early?" Long Chi An thought to himself, it was not that he got up early, it was because he had finished painting the portrait yesterday and wanted to send it over early. As soon as it got light outside this morning, he couldn't wait to go out, but he didn't expect it was still very early. Fortunately, his uncle, the Prince of Jin, also got up early. I would like to see the portrait he sent me at this moment. The King of Jin nodded: "The portrait is indeed well drawn." He fixed his eyes on the woman in the portrait, "She does look a lot like your aunt." "Uncle, nephew has learned that the mother and son of the Fu family are not members of the Fu family." He was so anxious to make his uncle believe what he said yesterday that he forgot to mention such an important point. "Oh? Where do you start talking about this?" Seeing that his uncle, the Prince of Jin, was rarely willing to listen, Long Chi'an knew that the portrait had worked, so he explained: "Two years ago, Fu Ciyi and his family were driven out of the Fu family because they were not of the Fu family's bloodline. Uncle, you also know that my nephew has lived in Ling County, Jinzhou for some years, and this matter is absolutely true." King Jin frowned: "So Fu Ciyi's background is in doubt?" Long Chi'an nodded, "It's all my fault. I forgot to tell you yesterday. Fu Ciyi's mother's surname is also Fu. It is said that she is the adopted daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Fu. The child she gave birth to is raised by Mr. and Mrs. Fu as their own grandchild. Two years ago, they were driven out of the mansion by the second branch of the Fu family. You can go to Ling County and ask the former county magistrate Fu Zhengqing about this." At this point, King Jin finally understood. The mother and son of the Fu family are of the same age as the mother and son of the princess and have similar looks. Most importantly, the mother and son of the Fu family have a secret background. This aroused his curiosity. "No matter what, I have to go and meet him." Prince Jin stood up. "Uncle is going now?" Long Chi'an coughed twice, not sure whether it was due to excitement or illness.

"It is better to go today than to wait for a day." The King of Jin walked forward. "Uncle, bring more people with you. The guards at the Fu Mansion are all very skilled, so outsiders generally can't enter easily." "Then bring more people." - At the Fu family’s house, Yan Funing got up and went to the front yard. Passing through the garden and the courtyard, she saw that the snow was not damaged at all. The servants in the mansion walked along the roadside or the wall. She was quite curious, so she randomly found a servant and asked, "Why don't you walk on the aisle?" There were only her footprints on the road. The servant replied respectfully: "Madam, the young master said that you might want to enjoy the snow." "Go and get busy." A smile appeared on Yan Funing's face. She looked around and found that the snow scene was indeed beautiful, and her mood was beautiful too. When I arrived at the front yard, I found Fu Beimo and Meng Li making a snowman. "Sister-in-law, does it look good?" Fu Beimo pointed at his own pile, "Is it better than Ali's?" Yan Funing said: "Bei Mo's pile is more delicate, and Ali's pile is more abstract, both are good." Meng Li scratched his head: "What is abstract?" "It's just ugly." Fu Beimo laughed. Yan Funing shook her head: "Since you guys are so free, why don't you build a few little lions next to the stone lions at the door?" "Good idea." The two teenagers agreed immediately. As soon as they stepped out of the mansion, they met someone from the Prince's Mansion who brought a letter to Yan Funing. Fu Beimo took the post and brought it to Yan Funing. "Sister-in-law, this is from the Prince's Mansion. Come and see what it is." Yan Funing had just sat down in the dining room and picked up her chopsticks to eat breakfast, so she said calmly, "Help me watch it." Fu Beimo opened the envelope of the note, read the words written on the note aloud, and then said: "It is the Crown Princess who invites my sister-in-law to have tea. The address is said to be at the Crown Prince's Mansion." Yan Funing put down her chopsticks, took the post and glanced at it herself. Last time, she was asked to decide the address, but this time it was directly decided to be the Prince's Mansion. This made her think more, thinking about the prince ordering people to poison her, and then thinking about the incident at Fufeng Restaurant, she always felt that there was an ulterior motive. "Sister-in-law, what do you say?" Meng Li said, "The people from the Prince's Mansion are still waiting at the door. They said they will report back after hearing the news." (End of this chapter)