Yun Zimo was silent for a moment and sighed: "I understand, this feeling is like dad being trapped on the battlefield, but I can't go to the rescue and have to carry out military orders to do other things..."
Fu Rou:......
When she said this, she originally had the slightest hope for Yun Zimo, thinking whether Yun Zimo could rescue Fu Mingting, and then the token matter would be easy to handle.
But Yun Zimo——
How could she still have hope for Yun Zimo?!
Yun Zimo looked at Fu Rou, thinking that Fu Rou didn't like him talking about the battlefield.
That's right, Fu Rou doesn't understand the battlefield, the tragic and helpless kind,
Moreover, she is still very worried about her father. Fu Rou may not even want to listen to what she says now.
Yun Zimo then advised: "Don't worry, I will take you to see him every few days. If the case is decided, he has no serious crime and should not be imprisoned for too long."
Fu Rou really wanted to grit her teeth and say thank you back to him.
After that, Fu Rou stopped talking completely.
The carriage was eerily quiet.
Before arriving at the dungeon, Yun Zimo got out of the car first. After helping Fu Rou down, Fu Rou followed the warden directly into the cell door without saying anything to Yun Zimo.
Qingyun followed Yun Zimo with a complicated expression: "Sir, she seems to be quite dissatisfied with you and quite angry."
"I feel it too." Yun Zimo sighed: "I don't blame Rourou, it's because I'm not very smart and always make her angry. Hey, I'll just be more patient and coax her in the future. Who can let her do that?
This is my only sister!"
"But Young Master -" Qingyun hesitated: "After Miss Ming was attacked last time, I followed Qingfeng to track down the assassin. I vaguely heard Qingfeng say that another token also appeared, but after another woman
On the body."
"I'm afraid this girl Fu Rou may not be of the Yun family's bloodline."
"What?!"
Yun Zimo was stunned for a moment and said intuitively: "It's impossible, she is, and she still has witnesses!"
Qingyun reminded: "But we haven't seen any witnesses until now..."
Yun Zimo was about to retort when the cell door suddenly opened with a muffled bang.
Fu Rou followed the warden out and thanked the warden Fu Shen.
Yun Zimo stepped forward quickly: "Rourou, how are you?"
"The things have been given to daddy." Fu Rou lowered her eyes and said calmly, "Let's go back."
…
On the way back, Fu Rou still didn't say much.
Yun Zimo thought she saw Fu Mingting and felt miserable and in a bad mood.
But in fact, Fu Rou was thinking about what Fu Mingting said.
Fu Mingting had been locked up for too long and couldn't hold on anymore, so when he saw Fu Rou this time, he directly told her that the belt was the second token.
He knew the whole thing and was not afraid that Fu Rou would get the belt and identify himself, regardless of his life or death.
But this incident made Fu Rou unhappy.
The belt is in the Ming family.
With Ming Wuyou's attitude towards her now, how could she possibly get it.
Fortunately, this time besides the news about the token, she also gained something else - she told Fu Mingting that it was difficult for her to do things without money.
Fu Mingting was going crazy because of being imprisoned. He told her that Sitong Bank had deposited 50,000 taels of silver, and the deposit certificate was at Fu's house, and asked her to pick it up.
With money, things can always be easier, right?
…
On the wall of the main hall of the escort agency, there is a calligraphy and painting, with only one word written on it - righteousness.
Ming Wuyou was sitting on the master's chair, with his back straight and his hands hanging on his knees, listening to the chatter of the various bodyguards.
Because of the Jiangzhou corruption case, the escorts at the escort agency have not been out for months, and their business has been greatly affected. Some people even joked: "If this continues, the eldest lady will not be able to support us.
Ha ha ha ha!"
Ming Wuyou smiled and said, "You are the backbone of my Ming family's shipping company. I have to support you even if I sell iron."
The crowd roared with laughter.
"Okay!" A young man wearing a green suit with arrow sleeves said calmly: "I've been talking all morning. Miss, you should be tired. Please step back."
"Yes, steward!" The escorts bowed their hands respectfully and quickly withdrew.
Shen Qingci, the general manager in Tsing Yi, stepped forward and said, "Miss, I will take you back to the city."
"Yeah." Ming Wuyou nodded, stood up and walked out with the fan in hand. She didn't need to explain more about the escort agency. Shen Qingci was extremely capable and could handle everything.
After getting on the carriage, Shen Qingci rode beside the carriage to protect him.
Ming Wuyou suddenly asked: "Is there anything happening with Fu Rou recently?"
The people from Shen Qingci's escort agency were always responsible for searching for information and passed it on to Caiyue, who then reported it.
Today I happened to be with Shen Qingci, so Ming Wuyou thought to ask directly without having to go around and talk.
Shen Qingci said: "She has recovered from her illness. She went out to buy clothes and went to the dungeon to visit Fu Mingting. She doesn't seem to be in a good mood."
"Oh?" Ming Wuyou raised his eyebrows: "What's wrong?"
Shen Qingci briefly explained the matter to Ming Wuyou.
When he heard that the clothes he bought for three thousand taels were almost left to dry in Li Ji, Ming Wuyou burst into laughter.
Fu Rou has been used to living with clothes and hands over the years. The money comes from the father-in-law of the Ming family, so she is naturally used to good food and drink. Yun Zimo can't get the money, and her own money is almost gone. Of course,
He was so angry that he blew his beard and stared, unable to get off the stage.
Some people just want to save face and suffer the consequences.
Shen Qingci added: "After Fu Rou came out from prison to visit Fu Mingting, she took 50,000 taels of cash from Sitong Bank. It should belong to Fu Mingting."
"Huh?" Ming Wuyou raised his eyebrows.
After Fu Mingting was imprisoned, his properties were directly seized by the court.
Of course, there are also some silver antique jewelry in the house——
Fu Mingting is a selfish thing, and his concubines are no less generous.
The night Fu Mingting was imprisoned, the concubines divided the money and ran away.
At this time, Fu Rou was actually allowed to take out 50,000 taels...
Ming Wuyou was not too surprised. The cunning rabbit had three holes. Fu Mingting was always a cunning person.
Ming Wuyou thought for a moment and then ordered: "Keep an eye on her carefully. No matter what actions or details she has, remember to send a message and report."
"My subordinate understands!"
The boat was at the dock outside the city. At this moment, the carriage entered the city, and there was a lot of noise around it.
Ming Wuyou felt a little sleepy, so he leaned on the cushion to take a nap.
After a while, Caiyue gently pushed her awake: "Miss, Miss!?"
"What's wrong..." Ming Wuyou half-closed his eyes and yawned slightly.
Caiyue said with a smile: "Master Leng Xiao stopped the carriage and said that His Highness was at Xiaoyulou next to it."
"Um?!"
Ming Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes, lifted the car curtain and looked outside. At a glance, he saw, sitting in the special seat on the second floor of Xiaoyu Building, a distinguished man in mysterious clothes, with the appearance of a dragon and a phoenix.
, isn’t it Murong Yu?!
She hadn't seen Murong Yu for several days, so she immediately got out of the carriage happily, stepped on the hem of her skirt anxiously, and threw herself forward.
"Miss, be careful!" Shen Qingci quickly stepped forward to help her, holding Ming Wuyou's arm and taking her out of the carriage.
Ming Wuyou smiled at Shen Qingci and said, "Thank you very much. Mr. Shen, please go back. There is no need to send me off!"
After saying this, she held up her skirt and stepped up the stairs.
Shen Qingci kept watching her back disappearing around the corner of the stairs, then got on his horse and left.
Ming Wuyou entered the room and said with a smile: "Your Highness, why did you come out today!?"
The man sitting by the window was holding a paper fan in his hand. At this time, the hand holding the fan handle was a little hard, and the joints were slightly white.
He did not stand up, and his jade-like face under the high crown was slightly cold.
Ming Wuyou's heart skipped a beat, "Your Highness, are you... are you in a bad mood?" This chapter has been completed!