"It's just a small ornament, what's the big deal?" Fu Ciyi pointed to the door, "I have a headache, General Pang, please go back."Pang Gaozhuo pounded his fist on the table and lowered his voice: "Stop pretending. You sent Miss Yan away just now because you guessed that I recognized you." "My sister's legs and feet do need follow-up treatment. How can I get her away?" Fu Ciyi spoke calmly. But he knew very well that the mansion was heavily guarded now, and Pang Gaozhuo was naturally not allowed to enter through the gate, so he must have climbed over the wall. In order to avoid the guards, even if Pang was quite skilled, it would still take him a long time to find his residence. The only reason he took so much trouble to come in was that he recognized him. Pang Gaozhuo smiled and said, "It's really hard to get into your mansion. The guards are all very skilled. But my skills are not bad either. During the month you were away from Beijing, I crouched on the wall of your house many times." It was really difficult to get into the mansion, so he had to lie on the wall and watch the people coming and going inside. "I never thought that the first time I leaned over the wall, I saw a woman walking with the help of servants. The servants respectfully called her Madam, so I knew she was your mother." "Your mother's appearance has not changed much since more than ten years ago, and your features have the shadow of your childhood."

After understanding the guarding rules, he went into the mansion to visit. After many visits, he finally found out where he lived. Now that I know he is injured in the paddock, I have come to visit him. Fu Ciyi remained silent. Pang Gaozhuo asked again: "Do you know why I am suspicious?" He was hiding very well in front of me. But there are no two people in the world who are so similar, unless they are the same person. Fu Ciyi still didn't respond. Pang Gaozhuo knocked on the table and said, "Hey, you heartless person. When I saw that person burnt to charcoal, I cried for three days and three nights." "If you can cry for three quarters of an hour, you're awesome." Fu Ciyi finally snorted. "You still understand me." Pang Gaozhuo smiled and pushed the ornament towards him. "Here, a meeting gift. Is the appearance of you wetting the bed realistic?" Fu Ciyi said calmly: "It was obviously you who wet the bed." Pang Gaozhuo's neck stiffened: "I am seven or eight months older than you. How could I have wet the bed at that time? It was obviously you who wet the bed." Fu Ciyi retorted: "I was only two or three months old at that time, I didn't know anything. You blame me, what can I do?" They were all under one year old at that time. One is two or three months old, and the other is eleven months old. In fact, they are all at the age of bed-wetting. "Okay, let's ask the elders in the family about who wet the bed that day." Pang Gaozhuo said. His parents are in the southwest and cannot be reached at the moment.

And Fu Ciyi's parents—— I won’t mention my father. It is said that my mother has lost her memory, so I guess it is hard to get any information from her. After that, he waved his hand and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore." His tone suddenly became serious, "You have come back under a different name. Are you here to seek revenge?" Fu Ciyi said calmly: "Fatty, please keep my identity a secret." Pang Gaozhuo knocked on his chest: "Don't worry!" Just based on the long-lost "Fatty", he will definitely be able to do it. At the same time, he was also confused, so he asked, "Miss Yan doesn't know your true identity?" Fu Ciyi said: "She doesn't know." Pang Gaozhuo nodded: "She must not know. If she knew about the relationship between Old Duke Yan and your father..." Fu Ciyi glanced away with a cold look. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Pang Gaozhuo raised his hand, "I'll be more careful from now on." "I'm getting married next month. You're older than me, so you should get married soon." Fu Ciyi played with the small ornament and slowly pushed it back to Pang Gaozhuo. "Take this thing back." Pang Gaozhuo naturally understood that such ornaments about their childhood events should never appear next to a person who wanted to hide his identity. So he took the small ornament and stuffed it into his arms. He murmured, "You really are talking about something that is not relevant to the topic." Fu Ciyi added coldly, "You said it nicely because Pang Anmeng ran away from marriage and came to the capital, but the truth is that you are also running away from marriage." "That's a very sharp point." Pang Gaozhuo sighed, "Look at you, didn't you say you wouldn't marry? Why are you targeting Miss Yan now?" "Yes, women are the most troublesome. As for Yan Funing, she is quite interesting." "Tsk, tsk, tsk, this is not the same you as before." - At this moment, Fu Nanyao was in the bedroom in the courtyard. Yan Funing checked Fu Nanyao's legs and slowly covered her with the quilt. “It’s recovering pretty well.” Fu Nanyao couldn't wait to ask, "Sister-in-law, the eighth day of next month is the day you and my brother will get married. Can I stand up on that day?" "Your broken leg will be reattached at the end of June, and it will be three months by the end of this month. When that period is up, you will be able to stand up and practice walking. You will probably be able to walk well on your wedding day." Yan Funing took out another box of scar removal cream and placed it on the bedside. Fu Nanyao smiled: "That's great." My mother has eyesight problems, and as a member of the family, she should do something. It's not easy for her brother and sister-in-law to get together, so she should do more to help. Yan Funing glanced at the sky and said, "Nan Yao, it's getting late. I should go back."

"Are you going to my brother's place?" "No, I have to go back to the Yan family. Send someone to help me tell your brother." "Okay, sister-in-law, take care." Fu Nanyao ordered Liu Lu to run a trip. Yan Funing packed up the medicine box and went out. When Liu Lu arrived at the main courtyard, Pang Gaozhuo was still there. "Sir, the young mistress has returned to the Duke's Mansion, and she has specially sent this servant to inform you." "I understand." Fu Ciyi glanced at Pang Gaozhuo, "It's time for you to go back." Pang Gaozhuo didn't say much. He quickly left the main courtyard, flew onto the roof and left. Liu Lu continued, "My lord, the young lady said that the young lady will be able to stand up by the end of the month. By the time you and the young lady get married, the young lady should be able to walk well." Fu Ciyi nodded: "Help me find the housekeeper." "Yes." Liu Lu responded and left. Soon, Yu Liang arrived at the main courtyard: "Sir, what can I do for you?" "Help me prepare the betrothal gifts in the next few days." Yu Liang glanced at his master's head with worry and said, "Sir, I'm not saying anything bad, but I'm afraid it's not convenient for you to go and propose in person given your injury." "Why are you talking so much nonsense? I asked you to prepare the betrothal gifts. After a few days, I will have the bandage on my head ready, and I will naturally choose a suitable day to propose." Looking back now, the wedding in Ling County had many shortcomings. Since he was going to get married again, he wanted to do it as well as possible. Yu Liang immediately changed his tone: "Yes, yes, what you said is very true, sir." After a slight pause, he expressed his concerns: "Sir, the Yan family is a duke's mansion, and the young lady is now doing business on East Third Street and earning quite a bit of money. How much betrothal gift should our family offer to show our sincerity?" Fu Ciyi said: "The more the better. As for getting married, I don't have much experience, you help me think about it." Yu Liang's lips twitched: "Isn't it that this old servant is saying that you, young master, have been married once, but you still have no experience?" Fu Ciyi pressed his forehead. He really has no experience. I won’t say more about this to the butler. The problem is, he has a rich woman, and how to give her a betrothal gift seems to be a difficult problem. (End of this chapter)