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Mother Jiang was silent in the carriage, and tears seemed to be rolling in her eyes.
"If one day she reaches this stage, she will be like Aunt An, wishing that Fu Minghua would live for a long time.
On the way back to the city, I don¡¯t know if it was because of the rain, but the sky was pitch black.
From a distance, you can see the burning torches in front of the city gate, and the queue is already half a mile away.
At this speed, even if we can enter the city, it will probably be dark.
Aunt Jiang opened the screen window and looked out, feeling a little anxious.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????? If the signboard of the Changle Marquis Mansion is shown, it will be possible to enter the city faster, but then the whereabouts will be exposed.
The rain outside gradually became lighter, and the sky gradually became brighter. Grandma Jiang couldn't bear it anymore, so she opened the curtain and stood up to look out.
The sound of horse hoofs sounded. Before Mother Jiang could recover, a team of about thirteen or fourteen people rushed toward the city gate. Half of Mother Jiang's body was splashed by the horses' hoofs. Mud water sprayed all over.
Fu Minghua, the horse pulling the cart, was frightened and began to pick up his hooves uneasily.
???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Nanny Jiang grabbed the edge of the carriage door to steady her body. She secretly said something bad in her heart. She took the handkerchief and was about to wipe the mud spots on her skirt, but the leader pulled the reins and stopped.
The people behind him tightened their reins urgently and stopped. The leading figure drove the horse towards this side, looked at Nanny Jiang condescendingly, and then looked at the carriage:
"Mrs. Fu."
This is truly an injustice.
??Cold sweat dripped down Nanny Jiang's back. If Fu Minghua was discovered, the consequences would be difficult to deal with.
She had never expected that in such an early morning, she would be discovered just by leaning out to take a look at the scene outside.
¡° If Fu Minghua is discovered because of her fault and causes trouble to her, Grandma Jiang will never forgive herself!
At this moment, many thoughts flashed through Nanny Jiang¡¯s mind, and she even considered denying them to death.
But she didn¡¯t expect that when Fu Minghua heard the boy¡¯s voice, she sighed. After a while, she raised the gauze curtain of the car window and saw the third prince riding on the horse, holding the reins with both hands, smiling at her.
He must have been rushing back overnight, and he was not as graceful and dignified as when Fu Minghua saw him in the past.
On the contrary, he looked dusty, and the black Hufu he was wearing had been soaked by the rain and stuck to his body.
Water was still dripping from the tips of his hair, and his face was pale, making his smile look a little cold.
His appearance brought a cold feeling that was far deeper than the early morning chill. He put his legs under the horse's belly and came to the edge of the carriage, looking down at Fu Minghua.
The raised corners of his mouth conveyed a sense of amusement and pride.
As Yan Zhui approached, Fu Minghua smelled the smell of margo and rust. He didn't know whether it was the smell of blood or something else.
The two of them had a tacit understanding and did not ask how they met here. Yan Zhui raised his eyebrows and said, "Going to the city?"
Fu Minghua nodded, and he leaned down, almost pressing on the horse's neck: "I'll take you in."
He was closer than before, and Fu Minghua could clearly see the water droplets on his face sliding down to his chin, gathering into water droplets, falling slowly, and finally submerged into the clothes that clung to his body.
"Thank you, Your Highness."
He curled up the corner of his mouth coldly, then said nothing, and gave a soft drink: "Drive!" The horse rushed forward with hoofs.
The driver of the car followed immediately. The guards behind Yan Zhui held high the jade plaque representing the supreme status of the third prince of Yan Zhui. The officers and soldiers guarding the city quickly got out of the way.
A group of people rushed into Luoyang City.
Yan Zhui helped Fu Minghua and had no intention of saying goodbye to her. The carriage rushed towards the direction of Changlehou Mansion.
Aunt Jiang¡¯s face turned pale, and her teeth chattered loudly:
"Madam, what should I do now?"
By chance, they met the third prince. Although the group was able to enter the city smoothly because of the third prince, at the same time, the trace of Fu Minghua was discovered by the third prince, which was always a hidden danger.
Fu Minghua smiled, but didn't take it seriously.
She really didn't care too much. Once Mr. Xie died, she would be extremely embarrassed in the Fu family.
But even if Mr. Xie did something wrong, there was one thing he said right. Concubine Cui may not protect her wealth, but she will definitely save her life.
As long as Concubine Cui is here, even if the Fu family hates her to the core, they cannot kill her.
Similarly, she saved the Xie family. Even if the Fu family knew that they had suffered such a depressing loss, what would happen?
"At most, it's like in a dream. He ignores her. When she gets older, he just promises her to the Lu family. There is still nothing he can do about her.
When the carriage stopped at Fu's house, Fu Minghua hurriedly entered the back door.
The back door of Fu's mansion has not been closed yet, so I'm afraid Fu Qixian hasn't come back yet.
Back in the room, Fu Minghua changed his clothes and hurried to Xie's courtyard. The mourning hall had been set up in the courtyard. Aunt Fu knelt in front of the mourning hall and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Fu Minghua appear.
I know that the matter is probably done.
Aunt An¡¯s body was still lying behind. Mrs. Bai went back to change into plain clothes, but Mr. Fu was nowhere to be seen. Aunt Fu whispered in her ear: ¡°I went to look for the prince.¡±
Fu Minghua nodded, and Aunt Jiang put on the white Xiao for her, and knelt down in front of the coffin where the 'Xie family' was temporarily parked.
After a long while, Fu Qixian's concubines changed into linen clothes and hurried over.
When it was getting light, Fu Qixian was carried back to the Changle Marquis Mansion with a drunken look on his face.
When he saw the Lingshu where 'Xie's' was parked, he was so excited that he almost woke up from the wine.
"What, what, how" He was so frightened that he couldn't even speak clearly. After hearing the news, Mr. Fu smelled the smell of rouge on him and kicked him hard in the back with a sullen face. In the vest.
Although Mr. Fu did not know martial arts, he took action out of anger and still kicked Fu Qixian until he staggered forward a few steps. Finally, he fell to the ground, his head hit the threshold, and he did not even dare to scream.
At this time, Fu Qixian himself knew that he was probably in big trouble. He was trembling all over and wanted to crawl into the house, but he couldn't muster the strength.
"You still have the nerve to come back." Murderous intent flashed in Mr. Fu's eyes. At this moment, he really wanted to beat his son to death in Xie's house so that 'Xie' could live.
The value of a Xie family is far more important than the useless Fu Qixian! Mr. Fu closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
"She, how come she is dead" Fu Qixian was trembling all over, with this hopeless look, which added another layer of disgust in Mr. Fu's eyes.
The courtyard was extremely quiet. Mr. Fu stepped forward and lifted him up. He screamed feebly and did not even dare to struggle. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com