The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Fu Tingzhou is tall, tall, unsmiling, very masculine and good-looking, even if he looks cold and doesn't say a word, he often attracts women's attention.

Mrs. Xu happened to meet Hong Wanqing. When the two were talking, Mrs. Xu's eyes couldn't help but go to Fu Tingzhou.

Looking at it up close, the more you look, the more impeccable it is. Mrs. Xu sighed in her heart that she was indeed the only person who could make an exception for the saint. In his early twenties, he inherited the marquis. He had military exploits, and was elected by the Marquis of Wuding. His future was predictable and bright.

And Fu Tingzhou himself is also good-looking, tall, strong waist and long legs, without the frivolity of the noble children of the capital, nor the greasy and swollen middle-aged men, the heroic spirit and power are perfectly blended, especially when he just came down from the frontline battlefield, The temperament is cold and chilling, and it is reliable to look at.

To have such a person as a husband-in-law is such a blessing that many women cannot envy, Mrs. Xu thought, half teasing and half cheering, and said, "Mrs. Hou was famous for her beauty when she was in her boudoir, but she didn't expect to get married. Since then, they have become more and more radiant. Marquis Zhenyuan and Mrs. Hou's newly married Yan'er is really enviable."

Since Hong Wanqing got married, she has always been teased with some small and medium-sized meat jokes. She pretended not to understand, and the smile passed. In front of Fu Tingzhou today, Hong Wanqing became extra shy. She pursed her lips and smiled embarrassedly, and quietly looked at Fu Tingzhou, only to find that his face was expressionless, the corners of his lips were suppressed, and he even looked a little impatient.

Hong Wanqing took a handful of cold water head-on, but her secret joy was gone. She thought that Fu Tingzhou was a serious and decent person, and he definitely didn't like other people making such jokes. Hong Wanqing also encouraged her to smile and said to Mrs. Xu, "Mrs. Xu, don't make fun of me. I am a liuzi, how dare you be such an oversighted word, you are too flattering for me."

"Why can't you be self-sufficient?" Mrs. Xu said, "I have been in Beijing for so many years, and I have seen a lot of beauties of all kinds. Among the newcomers of your generation, who can compare to you in terms of appearance and appearance? You, don't be humble, if you are the figure of Pu Liu, who else in the capital would dare to be called a beauty?"

It is normal for noble ladies to praise each other for being young and beautiful. Fu Tingzhou understands that it shouldn't be serious, but he still can't help thinking that Hong Wanqing is far from good, regardless of family background, just talking about appearance.

Fu Tingzhou was stunned for a moment, and he smiled at himself with his eyes closed. What's the use of thinking about it now, she's gone.

Hong Wanqing was proud of these words. She smiled and declined. Mrs. Xu understood Hong Wanqing's attitude, and the joke became more and more unscrupulous: "But beauty is a flower, and a beautiful face needs soil nourishment. Mrs. Hou married Zhenyuan. Hou, you have really found a good home. You two are talented and beautiful, you are in the right household, and you are standing together in the right place. With the two of you here, half the sky is bright."

A few of them stood at the bend of the river, surrounded by flowers and trees behind them, and they had to turn through the bushes to see what was behind them. Hong Wanqing and Mrs. Xu were coming to me to hold you, and suddenly there was a commotion behind them. Someone walked quickly and gave way, and there were also greetings.

Mrs. Xu was surprised, and Hong Wanqing also frowned and looked back: "Who is here to disturb the peace?"

Before she finished speaking, the people behind also passed through the flowers and trees, and saw the scene of the shore. The eyes of the two parties met, the petals fell like rain, and the rustling fell from the middle. Time seemed to stagnate. In the end, the man in purple and purple behind the flower tree took the lead and smiled, and said unhurriedly: "Marquis of Zhenyuan, what a coincidence."

His voice line is like gold and jade, clear and clear, and his faint smile seems to hide chūn Feng Shili and chūn Lin Chusheng. His words were like turning on a switch, and many female relatives woke up like a dream, and quickly gathered up to say hello to him: "Superintendent Lu is well-being."

Lu Heng replied with a smile, but did not say no excuses, his eyes fell on Fu Tingzhou, and there seemed to be an invisible sword frost and snow in his smile. Lu Heng stared at Fu Tingzhou, and Fu Tingzhou's eyes kept falling on the woman next to him.

The beautiful woman with misty temples and clouds, she is slim, wearing a dignified and bright red dress, but a pair of wrists that deceive Frost Sai Xue are exposed outside the sleeves of the pipa. She clasped her hands in front of her belly, serenely beautiful, solemn, and kept out of the way.

All colors do not give preferential treatment to people with fair skin, and Wang Yanqing has a naturally cold white complexion. Even if she wears bright red on her body, it will not be overwhelming, but the whiteness in her skin neutralizes the beauty in the red clothes. Looking from a distance, there is a sense of abundance.

She looked beautiful in this outfit, but it deeply hurt Fu Tingzhou's eyes. When he was young and just getting into personnel, he thought about what she looked like in a wedding dress in the middle of the night. In the blink of an eye, she was as stunning in red as he imagined, but she was already standing beside another man.

Lu Heng was finally irritated by Fu Tingzhou's eyes, he reached out and grabbed Wang Yanqing's wrist. Wang Yanqing also let him hold it, and was extremely docile and well-behaved. Lu Heng's action was undoubtedly a demonstration. Fu Tingzhou finally looked at Lu Heng, and Lu Heng also faced him and smiled lightly.

"I heard that the Marquis of Zhenyuan and the Marquis of Yongping were newly married, but unfortunately the wife was not feeling well, so she couldn't go to Fu's house to ask for a wedding drink. I didn't expect to meet Zhenyuan Marquis and Madam Fu here today. It's really fate."

Fu Tingzhou sneered in his heart and stared at Lu Heng coldly.

I'm afraid it's a misfortune.

Lu Heng suddenly appeared with a woman. Mrs. Xu wanted to ask but was afraid of offending her. Now that Lu Heng opened her mouth, Mrs. Xu finally dared to be sure that this was Mrs. Lu, who saw the dragon but did not see the end.