Chapter 827: Optimism Long Yi choked up and quickly yelled, "You unfilial son!""Filial piety?" Fu Ciyi sneered, "Seeing the fire starting, did you come to save me? Long Wenyu was already dead at that time, so how could I talk about filial piety? For the next sixteen years, I was Fu Ciyi, and the word filial piety from King Jin had nothing to do with me." Long Yi's face turned pale, his hands clenched into fists, and he angrily said, "Do you believe that I will beat you up?" Fu Ciyi didn't want to waste any more words with him, so he dragged Yan Funing to the mansion, and told Fu Xi as he walked: "Whoever dares to enter the mansion will be beaten, regardless of the consequences." "Yes, son!" Fu Xi and others responded loudly. The momentum is like a rainbow. The two followers behind Long Yi were frightened and shrank their necks. "Your Highness, let's go back." One of them advised. Another person also advised: "Yes, Your Majesty, the Concubine Dowager and the Princess are waiting for Your Majesty to have dinner in the mansion, so you should be anxious." What they said was heard by Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi who were walking in the mansion.

"Husband." Yan Funing called softly, "Husband, don't be angry." "I'm not angry." Fu Ciyi said calmly, "You heard it too. He has a princess now. Not only does he have a princess, he also has a prince. He has completely forgotten about me and my mother. I don't know what he is acting out with such hypocrisy." This is where the funny thing happens. He is clearly a man who is good at love affairs, but he has to pretend to be sincere and affectionate, which is the most disgusting thing. "That Long Lihui, I don't think he has much ability. Perhaps the King of Jin will know that you can be the top scholar and become the Prime Minister. If you compare yourself with Long Lihui, the difference will be obvious." "Whatever he wants." "Let's go quickly. It's so cold, we should eat hot pot. Let's put aside all the unhappy things, husband, what do you think?" The man then smiled: "Okay." The family sat down in the dining room and started eating hotpot. Halfway through the meal, Fu Ciyi put down his chopsticks and said solemnly: "Nan Yao, you must be a little excited after knowing your life experience. You would think that as a princess of a royal palace, you might be sought after by others. As your brother, I need to say something in advance. It is not advisable to be greedy for fame and fortune." Fu Nanyao replied sternly, "Brother, I did act inappropriately in the past, but you are already the Prime Minister. To be selfish and inappropriate, your sister is also popular, so I don't care about the status of a princess in a royal palace. To put it bluntly, although I didn't directly witness the hatred and resentment back then, I am not a heartless person. I know how difficult it is for our family. As long as you don't recognize that person, I will never recognize him either!" "Yes, if my brother doesn't recognize me, I won't recognize him either!" Fu Beimo immediately said, "Our family is living well now, this is enough." As he spoke, he muttered softly, "My brother is more fortunate than me because he met my sister-in-law. If I were a little older..." "Hmm?" Fu Ciyi frowned, "What did you say?" Fu Beimo pulled the corner of his lips and said with a playful smile: "If I were older, who knows, my grandfather might have betrothed my sister-in-law to me." "You kid finally told the truth." Fu Ciyi raised his hand and patted Fu Beimo on the forehead. Yan Funing chuckled: "Don't hit the head." Wan Niang laughed and said, "Bei Mo, you stinky boy, you must have been drinking. You are just talking nonsense."

"Mom, I haven't drunk anything yet." Fu Beimo covered his forehead, "Brother, my sister-in-law said not to hit me on the head. I finally got smarter, and you hit me stupid again, what should I do?" Meng Li shook his head when he heard this, then stood up and picked up some slices of cooked meat from the pot for Wan Niang and Fu Nan Yao. "Aunt, Nan Yao, be careful not to burn your mouth. Although Bei Mo hasn't drunk any alcohol yet, his face is red." Meng Li exposed him mercilessly. Fu Beimo disagreed: "I was just hot. Besides, my sister-in-law is the best woman in the world..." He looked at his brother, "Brother, you really have to treat my sister-in-law well. If you don't treat her well, I will be the first to get angry with you." "I want you to tell me." Fu Ciyi gathered his sleeves and picked up some meat for Yan Funing. "Husband, I want to eat some chicken greens. Give me some greens." Yan Funing said. "Okay." He did as he was told. Seeing his brother and sister-in-law like this, Fu Beimo smiled, his eyes filled with tears, but quickly disappeared. As long as my brother is more attentive, my sister-in-law will be happy. Seeing his sister-in-law happy, he will be happy too. Once the hotpot was finished, dinner ended slowly and by the time everyone returned to their rooms, it was already late at night. Turn off the lights and go to bed. The couple lay flat on the bed. Noticing that the person next to her had gone back to his room and remained silent, Yan Funing lay on her side and asked cautiously, "Can you tell me what happened during the fire?" In the evening, he told King Jin that he watched the fire start but King Jin just watched without doing anything to put out the fire. Such a situation can cause tremendous psychological harm to a child. Many people need a lifetime to heal from the misfortunes of their childhood. She felt so sorry for his childhood. Rather than unrealistically asking him not to remember or forget it, it would be better to face it head on. Maybe if he talked about it, she could help share some of the burden. Fu Ciyi spoke slowly: "I was young at that time, so I lived in the same yard with my mother. I was woken up by the smoke and wanted to run out, but there was no way out. Through the raging fire, I saw him standing coldly outside the yard." "There was no intention of entering the yard to rescue anyone." "Even if he pretended to be affectionate, someone would definitely stop him, but he didn't." "Yan Funing, sometimes I think that my cold-bloodedness is probably inherited from him." "No, you are not cold-blooded." Yan Funing took the initiative to shrink into his arms. "As children, we cannot choose who to be our parents. But the future life is our own, we can choose to face it positively and optimistically." "You are absolutely right." He hugged her soft body tightly, "It is hard for you to face this terrible thing with me." “It’s not hard, life has its ups and downs, that’s what life is.” This kind of life will not be found in books.

She probably didn't travel through time but through time. That mysterious book that didn't even have a title was probably just a tool she used to travel through time. Fu Ciyi rested his chin on top of her head: "Well, let's go to sleep." Today is like this, and my mood is finally affected. I originally wanted to get closer to her, but now I have no interest at all. - The next day, Fu Ciyi went out on duty. Yan Funing was not idle either. She took Wan Niang's pulse first. When Fu Beimo came in, she gave him an acupuncture in the head. "Fu Ning, can I recover my memory?" Wan Niang asked. "If you remove the poison that has been in my mother's body for more than ten years, she will recover and her eyes will be healed." Yan Funing said this while gently twisting the needle on Fu Beimo's head. Fu Beimo interrupted: "Sister-in-law, how can the poison in mother's body be cured quickly?" "The fastest way is to find the antidote. The antidote is probably in the Prince Jin's Mansion, but it's hard to find." Yan Funing pursed her lips, "So I want to find a way myself. There is a library in the Prince Cheng's Mansion, and the medical books inside may have the antidote." Fu Beimo suggested: "Then let's go look for Longxu today?"