At this time, Mr. Fu deeply hated his powerlessness, and at the same time, he felt an unknown premonition in his heart.

Is this really just a dream?

Or is it that my daughter is really living like this after a few years without his care?

In front of him, after his daughter finished taking the medicine, the third sister-in-law was already talking about the dowry to her. Seeing that his daughter looked ignorant, he kept nodding and saying that he would let the elders make the decision. Halfway through the words, the man fell asleep again.

Perhaps because of his niece's good attitude, Mr. Fu saw that his third sister-in-law left the inner room with satisfaction. He wanted to see how his daughter was, but his daughter, who was originally closed, suddenly opened her eyes and turned sideways to snatch her throat by the window.

Seeing her trying not to make any noise and vomiting the potion, Mr. Fu immediately understood that her daughter was not unclear about many things, but the current situation was that she could only pretend to be confused and barely protect herself.

The more he knew this, the more distressed he felt.

The person he held in his hand since he was a child has never suffered such a hardship.

In the blink of an eye, the dream was late at night, and the lights were decorated outside, and the joy was over. It seemed that it was during the Spring Festival. Most of the girls and women who were guarding left the mansion at this time, and the servants who stayed in the mansion were absent-mindedly guarding, and more of them gathered together to gamble and drink.

When Mr. Fu saw his daughter wearing a little girl's clothes, he took the silver, turned around and dripped the candle on the quilt, lit it with fire, and then he quickly left the yard.

This is arson and wears the clothes of the servants. It is obvious what you want to do. Mr. Fu is very clear in his heart. If he stays like this, it will be a word of death sooner or later. If he can leave and find a foreign home to send New Year gifts, he might have a glimmer of hope.

Looking at his daughter's thin figure, he was looking forward to her escaping from this desperate situation, and at the same time he was vaguely grateful that he did not develop his daughter into a cowardly temperament.

If it is normal, it is almost impossible to escape from the inner courtyard. But now it is the most relaxing time in the mansion, and it is difficult to see the face clearly at night, so the chance of getting out smoothly is much greater.

Sure enough, the inner courtyard was not very strict all the way. After all, except for the main courtyard and the second gate, other maids and mothers were not so dedicated.

When Mr. Fu saw that his daughter had been unobstructed to the second gate, he did not go directly to the second gate, but waited patiently for a while. When he heard the shouts of "Water is gone" from inside, she hurried to the second gate and said anxiously to the old woman guarding the door: "Mom Huang, water is gone in the yard. The second and third ladies are all going to the banquet. Now only the Duke of the National Palace is in the outer courtyard. You have to go and tell him quickly."

The woman guarding the door saw the fire flashing in the distance. She knew that the situation was urgent and didn't think too much. She immediately asked her to go, "I have to guard the door, you go ahead and find the butler."

"I'll go now."

Seeing that his daughter had successfully left the inner courtyard, Mr. Fu knew that his daughter had escaped successfully.

The girls in the inner courtyard rarely show their faces outside. Most of the people outside only hear a name and don’t recognize their faces. In addition, the people in charge of the family are really loose, so it’s too easy to go out to the side door.

Just when Mr. Fu thought his daughter was about to go out through the side door, a person suddenly sneaked in from outside. The two of them met. The person who came outside was stunned and shouted: "Jiu Niang?"

Once discovered, he couldn't run away this time. Mr. Fu never expected that things would be broken here. He looked at his daughter's nephew at the door and was so angry that he wanted to pull his hand away, but unfortunately he could only pass through them and could not stop all of this.

Next, he could only see the daughter being taken back to the inner courtyard with a sad heart, and then locked up in a room alone, and at the same time, there were two big girls watching her at the door.

"Since you are all sick, you should take good care of your illness." The second wife sneered and asked someone to come to feed the medicine regularly every day.

Time passed day by day. On the Lantern Festival, Mr. Fu saw his daughter vomiting a large pool of blood. The bright red blood dripped along the corner of her mouth. She opened her eyes, stared at the void with a distracted look, and finally closed her eyes.

The death of the niece did not make anyone feel conscience discovered, or everyone was waiting for this moment.

After the coffin that had been prepared was burying the body, he nailed it and placed it in this lonely yard. Mr. Fu looked at the coffin and felt that his heart had completely turned into ashes as his daughter passed away.

He looked at his brothers who had never appeared once before, and saw them crying when they blamed themselves in front of the coffin, and his heart was not at all ups and downs.

"I'm sorry to Lao Si. Lao Si entrusts you to us, and who knows you will follow them."

"It's all our fault. It would be great if we came to see you earlier."

"Jiu Niang, let's reunite with your parents there."

These hypocritical words are disgusting. Perhaps it is because even God can't stand it. At this time, Mr. Fu heard the sound of scratching the coffin from the coffin.

"Let me out..." Although the voice was very weak, you could hear it carefully.

Mr. Fu's heart rekindled hope. When he saw his brothers who were stunned by the spot, he believed that this was definitely not the hallucination he had appeared alone.

Jiu Niang is not dead yet, so she has to open the coffin and she can still be saved! You guys open the coffin quickly!

He yelled beside him, but no one of the three people in front of the coffin moved.

"Jiu Niang, you can rest in peace."

"Humans and ghosts have different paths, why should you make things difficult for us?"

"We will ask the master to save you."

They said coldly, the movement in the coffin became increasingly louder, as if the people inside were struggling to death.

"Dad, save me-" This crying voice came from the coffin, and there was no movement inside.

Mr. Fu felt as if his heart was pierced, and he woke up from his dream in an instant.

He gasped and looked at the cell in front of him. The heart-wrenching pain in his heart was still there, making him unable to help but cover his chest.

Jiu Niang...

He suddenly wanted to see his daughter very much.

When he rushed to the fence, he shouted at the prison guard, saying that he would meet His Majesty and the Master. No matter who he could let him go home, he would give him his life.

But unfortunately, the prison guard was still the previous prison guard, and he ignored him. He collapsed on the ground, looked at the black cell, and suddenly said, "Master Fu Guan, can you hear it?"

This is his last hope.

"Master Fu Guan," he asked again: "I want to make a deal with you, and I'd like to come out and see you."

"Master Fu Guan?"

He shouted three times but didn't see anyone. He covered his face with no hope and said in pain: "I just want to see my daughter."

What he should have thought of long ago is that his father is old and can take care of Jiu Niang? In this world, only he can support his daughter.

"Didn't you say I won't let me interfere in your family affairs?"

As soon as he heard this, Mr. Fu quickly turned around and saw behind him, a woman in a black dress was leaning against the wall, holding a pear in her hand, and was peeling. The peeled pear skin was half a foot long.

"Sorry, I was so full of words before." Forced the tears in my eyes back. Mr. Fu was a person who knew what he wanted. He immediately said, "I want to make a deal with you, the master. Please let me go out, no matter what the price I paid."

"Go out? This is simple," Fu Yao was still peeling his skin, "but going out may not necessarily make you live. To be honest, your life span is only four years left."

"Four years..." Mr. Fu thought of the dream he had just had. In the dream, his daughter was only fifteen years old, and he was indeed gone. Could it be...

"No, I want to leave here alive, and it will take another twenty years, no, thirty years to live." By then, my daughter can take care of herself, and it will not be too late for him to leave again.

At this moment, Fu Yao finally cut the pear. She walked up to him, handed him the peeled pear and said, "Eat it, your wish will come true. But I am a little curious. Don't you hate this kind of strange things, think that these will only destroy the rules of this world, why are you willing to make this deal with me today?"

Mr. Fu took the pear, but he didn't eat it immediately and replied, "Because I have a lovely daughter. As long as she can live well, I am willing to give up all principles for her. You can say that your request is, as long as I can give it to you; if I can't give it, I will try my best to find it to you."

Fu Yao looked at the black mist mixed with his luck, and knew that when the mist covered him, his life would come to an end.

"I will make you live long," she said, "for the rest of your life, you should do more good deeds and collect the golden light of merit for me."

Mr. Fu was stunned, "Just this?" He was already wondering if he should take out all his wealth.

"Do you think the golden light of merit is very good?" Fu Yao splashed him cold water without mercy, "Some people can't get a wisp in their entire lives. In short, you'll talk about it if you get it."

Mr. Fu hesitated and responded, and then came back to his senses. The woman in front of him was gone.

He looked at the snow-white pear in his hand and opened his mouth to bite a piece. As soon as the pear meat was in his mouth, the special fragrance filled his entire mouth, making him feel refreshed.

As soon as he was not careful, he finished eating the pear and footsteps came from outside. Then an unexpected person appeared in his sight.

"Your Majesty?" He knelt down and said quickly.

The saint came in a concealed manner. He held a folding fan in his hand and gently shook it: "I have been locked up for you for the past few days."

"The criminals dare not." Mr. Fu immediately said, "It's just that the criminals hope that they can die even if they die."

"You have been locked up for so many days, but you still have the same temper." The saint laughed and simply said, "You are not guilty. The reason why you are locked up is that you ask you to help me do something confidential."

Mr. Fu did not expect that the dark flowers would come so quickly, so he hurriedly expressed his loyalty: "The criminal must be confused by Your Majesty."

"That's not necessary." said the saint, "because you will no longer be my minister, but a frustrated person who has suffered setbacks and traveled far away from Jiangnan. Do you understand what I mean?"

Mr. Fu's heart moved and he immediately understood.

This is to ask him to go to Jiangnan to investigate some things.

"The people who have received the order."
Chapter completed!