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This soup contains a lot of medicinal materials and supplements. It is simmered for seven or eight hours over a slow fire. After the ingredients are melted, it is picked up and then stewed with new ingredients.
¡°Fu Minghua thinks it¡¯s acceptable but doesn¡¯t want to meet the cook, which proves that the soup can be served a few more times, but it¡¯s not enough for her to like to meet the cook in person.
Lu Wu wrote this down and went back.
There is a woman outside, kowtowing: "Madam, Aunt Qi would like to see you."
A cup of soup that was originally a favorite of Fu Minghua suddenly lost some of its flavor because of hearing about Aunt Qi.
She thought for a while, and finally nodded to let Aunt Qi in.
Biqing hurriedly went out and gave some instructions. The woman kneeling outside retreated. Not long after, Qi stumbled in with a look of despair.
On such a festive day, she was wearing a wrinkled round-neck Hu suit, with red eye circles and messy hair, giving her a somewhat old look.
After entering the house, she seemed to have no strength to step into the inner room. After crossing the screen of the outer room, she knelt down with a plop at the door of the outer room, put her head on the ground, and let out a sob. After that, it took her a long while before she took a deep breath and said in a trembling voice:
"Please help me, madam."
It seemed that she was so panicked that she even forgot to use the self-identification that was supposed to show humility.
Everyone knew the reason for her coming. When Fu Minghua heard this, the corner of his mouth raised.
It is a mother¡¯s nature to love her children, but Qi loved her own son, but she plotted against other people¡¯s daughters. If she had known this, why did she do it in the first place?
She took a spoon and stirred the thick soup. Her smiling face was all messed up in the cup, as if countless Fu Minghua were sneering at her.
"What can I help you with?"
Fu Minghua asked warmly, Mrs. Qi was almost too sad to speak.
"I, my brother Yu, Yuanniang, Yuanniang, please help me."
Mrs. Qi¡¯s shoulders were shaking and she cried bitterly.
The girl sitting on the kang slowly advised her, "Auntie, please take care of yourself."
Her voice was gentle and courteous. At that time, Mrs. Qi often heard her speak like this, and she was used to it. She only thought that she was virtuous and polite, with a measured approach and retreat. She was indeed jealous and hateful.
But her tone at this time was in sharp contrast to her panicked expression. Qi suddenly felt that the hairs on her back stood up.
Fu Minghua is so calm that she never seems to be panicked or helpless.
At this moment, Mrs. Qi felt filled with resentment.
Why did I kneel in front of her in a panic, begging for her mercy? She was in pain to death because of the loss of her son, but she could sit calmly and calmly?
It was as if his crying and begging could not arouse the pity in her heart.
What happened during the time she was locked up in the Buddhist hall? She was suddenly driven into the Buddhist hall by the Bai family, and Fu Yiqin, who had conspired with her, was expelled from the Changle Marquis Mansion. When she came out, one moment she was very happy, and the next moment she heard the maid crying and saying that Fu Linyu was going to be adopted into the big house. At that moment, Qi felt as if she had experienced the ultimate feeling of joy and pain.
She panicked and begged Fu Qixian, but it was only then that Qi realized that the man she had relied on the most was unreliable. She wanted to beg Ms. Bai again, but Ms. Bai was not someone she could see whenever she wanted.
Mrs. Qi went to beg Mrs. Xie again, but Mrs. Xie let her kneel for half an hour, but could not even see her face.
At this time, she had no choice but to beg Fu Minghua.
"I don't know what happened" Ms. Qi's heart was in a mess. She felt like she was being plotted against, but who was trying to harm her? At this time, she had a splitting headache, but she had no clue.
She is usually too arrogant, and many of Fu Qixian¡¯s concubines hate her
"It's just my son, but he has to be adopted by his eldest brother." Mrs. Qi didn't sleep all night, and she was thinking of ideas during the day. At this time, she was just holding on with her words.
She knelt on the ground and talked incoherently for a long time, but there was no reply from Fu Minghua.
The white porcelain spoon stirred in the cup, making a small sound.
Mrs. Qi had never felt that she was as sharp as she is now. She could clearly catch the subtle sound made by Fu Minghua stirring the spoon.
You can see her every unhurried movement, and you can see her profile.
The bangs fell gently on her fair forehead, and sheEven the corners of his mouth are still slightly curved, and the line of his jaw is beautiful and delicate.
A lamp was placed on the small table on the kang, and the light shone on Fu Minghua's face. Mrs. Qi saw the snow outside the window, and her shadow seemed to blend with the scenery.
The light shines brightly on her slender neck, and the subtle shadow cast by the neckline can be seen as the delicate snow-white skin rises and falls gently as she breathes and talks.
"Auntie." She called angrily, her tone drawn out extremely long: "It's too late."
Fu Minghua¡¯s smile was meaningful. Qi was in a trance and didn¡¯t seem to hear what she said clearly.
I could only see her lips moving up and down, and after a while, the words fell into her ears.
The ground was obviously burning with earth dragons, and the place where she knelt was extremely warm. But at this moment, the pores on Qi's body seemed to relax, and the cold air lingering around her side poured into her body along the pores and swam away. Her limbs were covered with bones, making her hands and feet cold for a moment, so numb that she even lost consciousness.
¡®It¡¯s too late¡¯, she said ¡®it¡¯s too late¡¯, what does this mean?
The sound of the spoon stirring the soup cup didn't stop, but Mrs. Qi only felt the cold coming towards her in waves, overwhelmingly.
The girl on the kang smiled and turned her head, with a faint look of sleep under her eyes, as if there was snow in her eyes.
"It's too late." Fu Minghua repeated.
The too late she meant was not the same as the too late that Qi understood.
Fu Minghua means that from the moment Qi and Fu Yiqin conspired to plot against her, Qi had no way out.
It¡¯s just the retribution she deserves at this time!
¡°Does Mrs. Qi think it¡¯s useful to beg her after she did such a thing? Does she think that she is easier to fool since she is just a child?
Or maybe, until now, she still thinks that she doesn't know what happened between her and Fu Yiqin?
The smile at the corner of Fu Minghua's mouth deepened. She threw the spoon into the cup, and the spoon collided with the cup, making a crisp sound.
"Withdraw it."
She pulled the skirt of her clothes, Lu Wu lowered his head and stepped forward lightly, picked up the things and slowly backed away.
Ms. Qi, who was originally desperate, suddenly woke up. She knelt on the ground and crawled two steps. Now among the people she begged, the only one willing to see her was Fu Minghua. If she said there was no way, Ms. Qi really didn't know who to beg. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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