Chapter 110 The old grievances of the He House (3)
"Heli?" A trace of innocence flashed in He Runjia's eyes, but it was soon replaced by hatred. She tried to reach out and pinch Chu Miao'er's neck, but was pushed back far away by Fu Yunqi's palm.
She coughed a few times, slowly got up from the ground and said with a smile: "Why should I marry him? It was you who wanted me to marry him, and now it's you who wants me to marry him! All this is your fault! You...
..." He Runjia pointed at Fu Yunqi and asked in disbelief, "Why are you so protective of her? She is not as innocent as you see..."
She committed the crime below, and Fu Yunqi's sentence of punishing her with death was just a matter of words, but she turned a deaf ear to it, as if he wanted to vent all the resentment accumulated over the years on Chu Miao'er, wishing that she would die immediately.
"Cousin, no matter how much you wallow and act, you can't change the reality. How can fate be fair to me if it's unfair to you?" Chu Miao'er said lightly, "Let's go to Yunqi and let her calm down."
After holding hands with Fu Yunqi and walking for a while, Chu Miao'er turned around and reminded: "If my cousin wants to end it right here, it will be just as your husband wants. I'm afraid that if you don't get past the first seven steps, something will happen to Zhang Mansion."
The new mistress."
Seeing He Runjia pause for a moment as he walked to the edge of the pool, Chu Miaoer turned around with relief and walked away without looking back. There was a harsh and sharp cry from behind, and then there was the muffled sound of her falling to the ground again.
Humph, there was no more movement.
Maybe she hated this cousin in the past, but after what happened today, she felt more sympathy for her.
The two of them were walking slowly in the yard, and it was Chu Miaoer who spoke first: "Have you been listening there?"
Fu Yunqi nodded, indicating that he was there the whole time, but he was afraid that she would be too preoccupied and still explained: "I was afraid that she would be bad for you, so I hid beside her..."
"Do you believe that I did those things?" Chu Miaoer turned to look at him, her eyes flickering slightly.
She didn't know who Chu Miao'er was before, or whether she really did these things, but now she was Chu Miao'er in front of outsiders, and no one could separate them, not even her.
Not even myself.
When she thought of what He Runjia said, she was afraid that she would become a vicious woman in Fu Yunqi's mind.
"I don't believe it," Fu Yunchi squeezed her palm soothingly and said softly, "Even if it's true, it happened when she was young, and she did a lot of bad things to you. Miaomiao, you don't have to feel indebted.
she."
After hearing what he said, Chu Miaoer finally let go of her hanging heart, smiled slightly, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, to be honest, I'm not sure what she said, because I don't know anything about Zhang Yi at all.
Remember..." She then thought about it, "Maybe I can ask my aunt. When my cousin got married, she and her uncle sent her to the sedan chair together. She should know about this."
Fu Yunqi didn't understand, and asked doubtfully: "You didn't even remember it, why did you let her blame you for these things and let her hate you for the rest of her life?"
He's Mansion was no better than the Fourth Prince's Mansion. While the two were chatting, they unconsciously walked to the corridor. Through the corridor was the front hall. Chu Miao'er saw a person sitting in the front hall, stroking his forehead and looking a little tired.
It was Shu Qingqing.
"If I hadn't warned her just now, she might have jumped into the pool with her eyes closed," Chu Miao'er smiled and shook her head, "According to what she said, I have already killed a life. If she drowns again,
In front of me, my sin would be too serious."
Fu Yunqi suddenly stopped, looked at her and said seriously: "This is not your fault."
"I know..." Chu Miao'er smiled brightly, "But I'm still afraid that if I get stained with blood, I will go to the eighteenth level of hell in the future. She and I will never see each other in the future. It doesn't matter even if she holds a grudge against me."
Hearing her say this, Fu Yunchi smiled indifferently, as if he was talking about a casual and ordinary thing.
"There is more blood on my hands. If you go to the eighteenth level of hell, I will definitely accompany you there."
Chu Miao'er looked up at him and saw stars in his eyes and a smile on his lips. Her original heavy mood seemed to be diluted. As soon as her heart relaxed, she suddenly thought of someone. She looked around and asked
: "Where is Fang Yanru? Was he taken away by you?"
But she didn't get a response for a long time. When Chu Miao'er looked up, she realized that Fu Yunqi had already smiled with crooked eyebrows and foxy eyes. She asked inexplicably: "What are you laughing at? I just didn't know how to mention it."
You can still smile so happily, but I saw you with a dark face before, as if I had really done something sorry for you."
"I'm just laughing at how big-hearted Miaomiao is. Not only did an old acquaintance climb over the wall to visit her boudoir late at night, she even took the initiative to ask her husband where he had gone..." Fu Yunqi laughed out loud, seeing her face gradually darken.
Then he calmed down silently and explained, "I asked Tingfeng to take him to my room, don't worry."
"No...I'm not worried about him..." Chu Miao'er wanted to say something to Fu Yunqi, but Shu Qingqing, who had been waiting impatiently for a long time, heard the movement. When she saw the two of them, she quickly got up and went to greet her, calling from a distance.
With "Miaol".
Seeing her aunt walking up the corridor and getting closer and closer to the two of them, Chu Miaoer couldn't bring it up anymore, so she had to walk slowly with her hands in her hands. When they were about to meet, Fu Yunchi said quickly: "No.
I will let his wife know, don’t worry.”
Chu Miaoer looked up in shock and saw Fu Yunchi nodding slightly and calling "little aunt", and then said, "little aunt, why are you still up late at night?" Then she withdrew her eyes from his face and greeted her with a smile.
"How could I sleep without you guys coming back?" Shu Qingqing pulled Chu Miao'er up and down and checked everything carefully before sighing, "As long as it's okay, it's okay. How is your cousin?"
Chu Miaoer and Fu Yunqi looked at each other, but did not answer her words. Instead, they asked: "Where is my cousin-in-law? Is there someone guarding her outside the garden?"
Speaking of Zhang Yi, Shu Qingqing's expression suddenly became unbearable. She immediately darkened her face and said angrily: "He? He has returned home long ago. At this time, he doesn't know where he is in bed, having a sweet dream."
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As expected, Zhang Yi really did not disappoint everyone. He did not think about He Runjia in everything he said and did. Even if it was such a mess tonight, he was able to leave his married wife behind and return to his house to sleep soundly.
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"Miaomiao, little aunt, you speak first, I will take the first step." Fu Yunqi nodded and gave a junior salute, then slowly turned around and left.
Shu Qingqing was confused and looked back from his back and asked: "Yun Qi doesn't wait for you to come with us?"
"He, there is Fang Yanru waiting in his room, and of course he is more anxious to go back than me." Chu Miaoer smiled and held Shu Qingqing's arm, calling her as affectionately as she did when she was a child, "Little aunt, I just have something to do.
I want to ask you something, let’s talk while we walk.”
It was completely silent, and the He Mansion was as calm as if nothing had happened. The door to the small courtyard was ajar, and Fu Yunchi opened it with a slight push. When he strode in, he saw Fang Fang, who was tied to a chair and tied up in five colors.
During the banquet, there was a round table in the middle of the courtyard.
"Tingfeng, please untie Young Master Fang. I have something to say to him." Fu Yunqi sat in front of the round table that had been prepared and said softly. He picked up the warm tea and took a sip, looking very elegant.
It was Baitao's intention to tie up Fang Yanru. Tingfeng originally didn't want to do anything to this weak scholar, not to mention that tying up a man who didn't know any martial arts seemed to be bullying the younger one.
However, Baitao disagreed, saying that he had frightened the princess and was misunderstood for no reason, so he had to vent his anger. Tingfeng couldn't resist, so he tied the person up. It may be a professional habit, but he was also there by the way.
A piece of white cloth was stuffed in his mouth.
"Master Fang, I'm sorry that the people under my command are so insignificant. Come over here and have a sip of tea to moisten your throat." Fu Yunchi poured the tea on his own and waited quietly for him to come over. He seemed very confident.
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Under Baitao's gaze, Fang Yanru raised her hands and loosened her shoulders, then stood up and slowly walked towards the round table. After being tied behind her back for too long, her arms were already a little numb, and she gradually improved after moving a few times.
Seeing him sitting opposite him, Fu Yunqi pushed the tea cup over and invited him to drink with him. Fang Yanru just stared blankly at the steaming tea in the cup and asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, why don't you
kill me?"
"Why should I kill you?" Fu Yunqi asked.
"I..." Fang Yanru seemed to muster up the courage and looked up at him and said, "I covet the princess, and I want to take her away. I am disrespectful to the prince, ignore family rules and etiquette... these are all capital crimes!"
Fu Yunqi saw that his hands on the table were trembling slightly, his eyes were red, and he said something shocking.
"You want me to kill you so that the princess will always feel guilty for you for the rest of her life?" Fu Yunchi twitched the corners of his lips and said with a smile, "You have a good idea."
Such a light sentence seemed to speak to Fang Yanru's thoughts. His face flushed red, and he closed his eyes tightly as he was gradually surrounded by shame. For a moment, he could not face Fu Yunqi, whose heart was like a mirror.
"Master Fang is also a scholar after all, how could he be so easily deceived? Even if you don't value your life, haven't you ever thought that your reckless behavior would harm Miaomiao, or your wife, too?
Or the baby in her belly?”
Fang Yanru, who had never thought of Jing Yiren from beginning to end, opened her eyes wide as if struck by lightning after hearing these words. She opened her mouth slightly but could not say anything.
After a long time, he hurriedly stood up, bent down and said: "What happened today is that Yanru didn't think carefully and wanted to kill or behead him. Yanru has no complaints at all." Fang Yanru lowered his head, as if he was ready to die.
, "I just ask the prince to let my wife go...and the princess..."