Chapter 869 How is the defensive midfielder
Wan Niang said, "You can't just go back whenever you want."She instinctively didn't want to go back.
Fu Ciyi said in a gentle voice: "Mom, we didn't move back on our own initiative, but we needed someone to invite us. If we are not invited several times, we will not go back." After a slight pause, he continued, "Besides, the purpose of going back is to find out the truth of that year."
He was only five years old at the time, and being so young he might have seen things one-sidedly.
But now it’s different. He not only has the ability to protect himself, but also the ability to protect the people he cares about.
Wan Niang then nodded: "The truth needs to be found out, and revenge must be avenged."
After discussing the matter, everyone went back to their rooms.
The north wind howls.
Yan Funing tucked her neck into her fur collar and walked quickly. In just a moment, she had left Fu Ciyi far behind.
"Why are you walking so fast, ma'am?"
"There is one way to remove the poison in my mother's body. I remembered what I read in the medical books before. Maybe those methods will be effective. I have to find them out."
Hearing this, Fu Ciyi followed and said, "So we're going to spend all of tonight reading medical books?"
"What else?" she asked back.
Fu Ciyi touched his nose and quickly regained his composure. He said in a deep voice, "It's okay. Look for a solution in the medical books. This is very important."
Much more important than his desires.
But last night he just looked at her, and she refused to let him look at her or touch her.
I wanted to use both soft and hard tactics tonight, but I didn't expect that something had already been planned at night.
Or maybe we can find a way earlier, and it can be done in the middle of the night...
Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and passed her in a flash.
"Hello, husband?"
"Well, reading is important, let's find it as soon as possible."
"Okay." Yan Funing took a few quick steps.
The two entered the main courtyard.
Fu Ciyi raised his arm and picked a few oranges.
His hands were big and his fingers were surprisingly long. He had clearly grabbed two large oranges in his hands, and he could pick two more with the same hand.
Yan Funing was shocked by what she saw.
"Why do you look so strange?" He gave her the oranges. "Greedy cats like to eat them. Pick a few more."
Yan Funing’s hands were small and she couldn’t hold it all at once.
So he quickly walked into the house and took out a fruit plate to receive the oranges he had picked.
"My husband, you made the right decision by planting these two orange trees. You can pick and eat the oranges anytime, and they are very fresh."
Looking at the bright oranges on the plate, Yan Funing smiled with her eyebrows curved.
Soon, Fu Ciyi picked a plate and asked, "Is that enough?"
"That's enough, that's enough." Thinking of something, she said, "If we move to Prince Jin's Mansion, we won't be able to see these two orange trees often."
"Easy, just transplant it."
"It's not convenient to transplant it when it grows this tall, so it's good to plant it here."
"We're going to live in the Prince Jin's Mansion only to find out the truth. After we find out the truth, we'll move back. No matter how big the Prince Jin's Mansion is, it's not ours. What's more, there are so many people and complicated things going on inside. How can it compare to living comfortably in our own mansion?"
"My husband is right." Yan Funing replied calmly.
I thought to myself that although I had gotten used to living in this mansion.
But there are two hurdles that I can't overcome.
One was the courtyard next to his study in the front yard, where he had imprisoned her in his previous life. There was a room in that courtyard, where he had forced her to stay.
The other is that this place was his villa in the previous life, and she died here.
Being able to move away from here now is a good thing compared to the development trajectory of my previous life.
But the Prince of Jin’s Mansion is not a place worth living in for a long time...
"My dear, I will buy a big yard. You are the Prime Minister now. We should move to a bigger mansion to live in, okay? Then we can dig up these two orange trees along with the soil. That should be feasible."
"Want to live in a big mansion?"
"Yes." Yan Fu nodded solemnly.
She actually didn't have high requirements for housing, but her life was important! "Your husband will satisfy you as soon as possible, and you don't need to pay for it."
As they spoke, the two of them entered the house.
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The night was dark.
Prince's Mansion.
The prince, with his hands behind his back, passed by Cai Mushi's courtyard without entering, and went straight to the Crown Princess' courtyard.
Halfway through the journey, he suddenly stopped.
"Is the woman that the Crown Princess found living in this courtyard?"
"Your Highness, that's right. The servants all call her Miss Yan'er."
"Lead the way." The prince turned on his toes.
The attendant was surprised: "Your Highness, aren't you going to rest in the Crown Princess's room? We agreed on that this morning."
"This girl was found by the Crown Princess. I will go and take a look at her."
He wanted to see what the birthmark on Yan Funing's lower back looked like.
The follower said yes, holding a lantern and leading the way.
Yan Yan'er was shocked to hear that the prince was coming, and she quickly put on her makeup in front of the mirror. After a moment, she heard footsteps outside the house.
The door of the house was pushed open.
Yan Yan'er glimpsed the young man in a python robe coming in, and she knelt down to greet him: "Greetings, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."
"Keep your head up."
Yan Yan'er raised her head in response: "Your Highness."
The prince narrowed his eyes and then raised his eyebrows. The woman in front of him was indeed good-looking. After all, she was raised in the Duke's Mansion, and she looked more attractive than the average noble lady.
Seeing that His Highness remained silent, the attendant immediately understood and left the room, closing the door.
This action made Yan Yan'er confused. She had seen this serious and intimidating man many times before.
When this man proposed to marry Yan Yingying, he went to the Duke's Mansion many times.
At that time, she was still young.
Now, several years later, I didn't expect that the two of them would be in the same room late at night.
"Get up." The prince finally spoke.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Yan Yan'er stood up with her brows lowered. "I wonder what you want to say to me, Your Highness?"
The prince did not intend to waste any more words and asked directly: "I heard that you have a birthmark on your lower back that imitates Yan Funing's?"
"Yes, it's tattooed when you're just born."
"Which is prettier, yours or Yan Funing's?" the prince asked again.
"The birthmark will change with age. I don't know what she looks like now, but I know that the birthmark on my lower back is very outstanding." She raised her eyes to meet his gaze, "Your Highness, are you here for the birthmark?"
The prince cleared his throat and said, "I'm just asking."
"If your Highness does not mind that Yan'er's lower back is polluting your eyes, please take a look and see if it is outstanding."
As she spoke, Yan Yan'er lowered her head more and more, with a shy and timid look on her face.
The prince sat down leisurely and said, "Then let's watch."
It was clearly a cold winter night, and it was clear that only a birthmark was visible, with only the lower back exposed.
The woman in front of him began to undress.
He took off his clothes one by one.
Because she was pregnant, her figure is more proud than that of ordinary women.
The prince's eyes lit up.
Yan Yan'er felt more and more that she had made the right bet.
As far as she knew, Cai Mushi's body was flat in front and back.
When there was only one piece of clothing left, she stopped, slowly turned around, and showed her back to the prince.
He pulled the hem of her skirt down at the waist to fully reveal the birthmark.
The prince raised his eyebrows again: "Like a flower."
It is indeed very beautiful.
I just don't know how Yan Funing's defensive midfield is?
I have seen Yan Funing a few times from afar, and my impression of her is that her waist is too thin. Even when she is wearing thick clothes, she is much slimmer than the woman in front of me.
