Ning Nanyou walked on one side with his eyes down, but did not answer.

Fu Chenmo heard his voice, and was a little puzzled. He turned his head to look at him, but saw him staring at the road in front of the corridor expressionlessly, as if he had not heard his question.

"Why don't you talk? Are you not going to meet Deng Qing?"

Fu Chen asked curiously: "If you don't go to see him, how can he know what purpose the person who saved him is? At least... before taking action, let him understand his life, what is the use of?"

Ning Nanyou looked at the flowers and plants swaying in the wind in the backyard and said lightly: "Someone has been there for me."

Fu Chen said in surprise: "You have made arrangements? Who went for you?"

Ning Nanyou looked back at him and whispered: "Jiang Chengyi."

Fu Chen was stunned, then slowly closed his eyes, as if he was worried.

Ning Nanyou glanced at his gloomy expression and asked, "If you have something in your heart, just say it."

Fu Chen looked at him and wanted to speak. While they were walking and stopping, they came to the pavilion on the innermost side of the teahouse and sat down against the window.

Ning Nanyou frowned and looked at Fu Chen at each other. Seeing the man opposite him always stammeringly, he felt a little dissatisfied: "If you always have a half-swallowing attitude... I'll leave..."

He raised his tone and threatened. Fu Chen's mouth slightly pulled out, rolled his eyes at him, and said helplessly: "I'm afraid, you will feel unhappy when you say this. I see you finding the love you have for your whole life, and I am happy for you. But at the same time, I'm a little scared. You trust the girl too much, and even his brother, you entrust her wholeheartedly. Don't you think...you are very dependent on the Jiang Mansion and the water pavilion behind it now?

Even though I know that the Jiang family treats you with unparalleled sincerity, she is not the master of the Water Pavilion. We still don’t know what kind of person the master who has no trace of the God-Shaped Pavilion is... Is it appropriate for you to believe it so deeply? If you have been dealing with power for a long time, you should know that the Jiang girl’s brother... is not a simple person.

You dare to be at ease with such a person? What if... you have another 'Zhou Yuanmo' next to you?"

Listening to Fu Chen's doubts, Ning Nanyou was amused and crying. How could he tell this husband that his beautiful wife was the mysterious master of the Water Pavilion?

He stared at Fu Chen, carefully and seriously, which made the husband feel irritated. Fu Chen said embarrassedly: "If you really think they are reliable... then you should pretend that you didn't hear what you said today, so you don't have to talk to me."

Ning Nanyou said: "I know you are considering me."

Seeing that he heard his words into his ears, Fu Chen immediately said with relief: "That's right. Don't get too close to your uncle in the future... Be vigilant at all times and don't let those who are interested take advantage of the loopholes."

"Although you say that, I don't think so."

Unexpectedly, Ning Nanyou vetoed his words and said firmly: "I believe in Jiang Nu and her brother. A Chen, if I say this, you may think I am irrational. But I don't think they will do anything that hurts me."

"Besides... I have suspected the Jiang brothers and sisters and the Shuige many times. But later, they all proved their innocence with facts. I don't want to hurt them with unnecessary suspicion." Ning Nanyou remembered the wrong things he had done to Jiang Chengjia in the past, and felt that he regretted it.

His expression was sad, as if he had touched some sad past.

Fu Chen looked at it and shook his head helplessly and said, "Forget it. I can't interfere with your family affairs. It's fine if you know it."

He leaned against the railing, looked at the lonely alley under the window, listened to the sound of the willows' dead branches and leaves passing through the mud wall on the ground, and became quiet.

Ning Nanyou picked up the hot tea on the case table, took a sip, changed the topic and said, "By the way... A Chen, how was the matter I asked you to investigate?"

Fu Chen stared at the scenery outside in a daze, as if he didn't hear his call.

Ning Nanyou looked up at him, and when he saw him looking distraught, he frowned slightly, got up from the troupe, walked around the tea case, leaned against the red railing with him, and asked in a deep voice: "Since just now, I feel that something is hidden in your heart... But what has happened recently?"

Fu Chen turned his eyes to him and said with a lonely expression: "It's nothing. I just feel that after staying alone for a long time, I hope that like you, there is a person who knows the heat and coldness around me. I live in the cold Fu Mansion, which is really boring. My uncle and uncle have gloomy faces all day long. When my general cousin comes home, there are endless quarrels... In such a huge house, the home is not like the home, and the relatives are not like the relatives. They each have their own ulterior motives and are planning to make profits..."

When Fu Chen mentioned the trivial matters in Fu's mansion, he looked annoyed.

Ning Nanyou looked at him silently, feeling uncomfortable, so he comforted him: "What are you afraid of? Don't you still have me?"

Fu Chen glanced at him with a slanted smile and said with an extremely ugly smile: "You can say it. But now, how many times can we see each other a month? It's not as good as when we were a child."

What he said was like a resentful woman who was abandoned by his lover, which made Ning Nan laugh and cry.

"Even if I have a confidant like you in my life, aren't there any beauty around you who can spend your whole life with you? I can't just keep you by my side and stay with me all the time, right?" Fu Chen said a joke and smiled, as if he was joking, but in fact he was sad and bitter.

Ning Nanyou fell down his eyes, stared at the dead trees at the entrance of the street, and remained silent.

The atmosphere gradually became sad. Fu Chen panicked and yelled at him with his elbow, and said dryly: "I'm just saying, don't keep it in your heart. In the future, when your major matter is over, I can move out of the ice cave-like mansion. In this way, I'm alone, free and easy, and it's also very good."

Ning Nanyou looked self-blame and said with a heartache: "A Chen... If it weren't for me, you would have cut off your ties with Fu. I..."

Fu Chen interrupted him with a smile and said, "Okay, okay, don't get tired of it. They are obviously two big men, but they are as squeamish as girls. I have found out the matter you asked me just now. I was so anxious to pass on the news to you last night. In addition to discussing Deng Qing's affairs, I also want to show you a file."

He panicked and opened the topic, afraid that Ning Nanyou would fall into guilt and could not extricate himself.

Ning Nanyou stopped his voice and saw him hurriedly covering his emotions, his heart became heavy. Fu Chen left the window, walked to the cushion next to the tea table, picked up a volume of Wenzong hidden behind the screen, handed it to him, and said seriously: "Let's take a look at this document."

Ning Nanyou knew that he did not want to mention sad topics anymore, so he followed his wishes and took the document, spread it gently, and started reading it.

I was shocked when I read it.

After a while, he raised his eyes and said in disbelief: "How did my mother marry into the Huai Palace in that year?"

Fu Chen said with a serious expression: "When I first saw the contents of this document, I was shocked. I really didn't expect that Aunt Cao had such a humiliating past."

Ning Nanyou put together the document and held it tightly. The blue veins squeezed on the back of his hand swelled up, and his face turned pale: "Now I fully understand Deng Guozhong's words. At the beginning, my father was not only so vicious because of the identity of Sanlang Dou's folk prince, but also because of the scandal of snatching his brother and wife."

"Speaking of this, I'm really sorry to the Dou family." Ning Nanyou looked ashamed and gradually felt sad.

"Look at you, you started to blame yourself again? How could this be your fault?" Fu Chen sighed, "How can you blame your previous generation for your fault?"

Ning Nanyou shook his head gently and lowered his head and was depressed.

Fu Chen frowned, patted his shoulder and said, "If you feel sorry, I will protect Dou's family more in the court for you...at least in such a surging situation, keep his family safe."

Ning Nan felt warm in his heart, and raised his smile and said, "You can always soothe my pain."

Fu Chen smiled, then turned his eyes and remembered something again, and said in confusion: "But there is one thing that I think is very strange. Dou has a deep hatred with the Huai Prince's Mansion. After all, Dou Xunen died at the hands of your father. Why... Old Mrs. Dou treated you so well? Why did Anping Hou assassinate you back then? At this point, these strange things cannot be explained reasonably."

Ning Nanyou looked calm and felt puzzled.

"Only your mother knows the past, maybe Old Lady Dou also knows the truth. Why don't you think you can just touch it?" Fu Chen asked.

"Since they want to hide it from me, how could they reveal their verbal words?" Ning Nanyou smiled bitterly, "Look, I had no idea about the relationship between Dou Sanlang and my mother in the past. If I hadn't heard Deng Guozhong mention it, I wouldn't know how my mother married into the royal palace in humiliation, and why did she hate me so much? How stupid am I? How useless? I can't even know my mother's true mood?"

Listening to his sour and depressed voice, Fu Chen felt distressed and said softly: "You can't blame you, let alone your mother. Your mother certainly doesn't want to mention those dirty past events. You don't know that those things are all because of your father's intentional concealment.

Otherwise, how could you not find any clues over the years? Not to mention you, even I almost broke my leg for the document in your hand. In the end, I found out about this from the mouth of an old eunuch in the palace. The past between your mother and Dou Sanlang was deliberately wiped out. If my father had left some hands for me in the palace, I would have let you down."

Ning Nanyou lowered his eyes and said in a shallow voice: "Fortunately you are still there. Otherwise, I will keep it in the dark and resent my mother."

"Zhaoyuan." Fu Chen saw that he was in self-blame, and couldn't help but feel sad for him: "How can you blame you all for this? Don't just take the mistakes on yourself..."
Chapter completed!