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"Look at the trouble you've caused." Mr. Fu lifted Fu Qixian up and pushed him to the coffin.
¡°Father, father, father¡¡± Fu Qixian, who couldn¡¯t scream just now, approached the coffin and struggled like crazy: ¡°Father, father, father¡¡±
His feet rubbed one mark after another on the ground, but it had no effect.
Years of drinking and debauchery had emptied his body early. Mr. Fu pushed him in anger, but he did not dare to fight back, so he was pushed to the side of the coffin and bumped into it with a 'bang'.
The lid on the coffin has not yet been closed.
Although ¡®Xie¡¯s¡¯ corpse had its face covered, it had already frightened Fu Qixian.
He felt guilty, how could he dare to look at Mr. Xie in the coffin.
She just kept saying: "She, why did she die"
Fu Qixian himself is greedy for life and afraid of death, so he feels that everyone else is the same as him.
"I went crazy last night and left the Fu Mansion after being kicked out by Lord Fu.
Since he couldn't complete what Song asked him to do, Fu Qixian didn't go to Song's side because he was afraid that she would nag him endlessly.
So he went to a painting studio on the Luoyang River. The people from the Fu family who went to the Song family to look for him naturally came to nothing.
When he drank to his heart¡¯s content and carried a girl back to the Fu Mansion with weak legs, he happened to be caught by someone from the Fu Mansion.
Last night, people were sent to look for him for several hours but he was nowhere to be found. When he saw his son, Mr. Fu became furious.
He was still worried about the emperor's displeasure and the Xie family's blame here, but Fu Qixian was enjoying himself outside.
Mr. Fu closed his eyes and suppressed the rage in his heart.
"Take a good look." Fu Houye pressed his son and lay beside the coffin. Fu Qixian was afraid and regretful, and tears flowed out.
When the tears welled up in his eyes, they rolled over the powder on his face, making them a little turbid.
Seeing his useless and useless look, Mr. Fu became even more fed up.
Mr. Bai came in a hurry from outside. Fu Qixian seemed to have seen a life-saving straw. He was about to open his mouth to shout, but Mr. Fu let him go. He lay softly on the coffin, unable to move for a moment. Come on.
When he remembered that it was a coffin, he was so horrified that he peed his pants and crawled to the side to hide.
"Bring me the whip." Mr. Fu stretched out his hand, and Bai's face changed greatly, "Master Fu"
Although this son failed to live up to his expectations and caused a big disaster, what would happen if Mr. Fu was so angry that he took him out for good or bad?
The entourage quickly arrived with a riding whip. Mr. Fu took the whip and whipped it hard on Fu Qixian, until he cried out for his mother.
"Fu Houye whipped Fu Qixian ten times and ordered him to kneel in front of Xie's Lingshu.
Looking at this farce, Fu Minghua only felt unspeakable sarcasm in his heart.
Fu Qixian's face was pale and his whole body was trembling, with regret and fear in his eyes.
At this moment, everyone in the Fu family believed that he had killed Xie, including Fu Qixian himself. It was really a big joke.
News of Xie's death reached the palace. When Concubine Cui in Penglai Pavilion heard the news, she just sighed and said, "I understand."
The originally frozen lake on Penglai Pavilion has melted, and below it is connected to the Taiye Pond. The lotus buds have emerged. The rain fell on the lotus leaves, causing them to sway constantly, and there was a grain inside. The water drops roll left and right with the shaking of the lotus leaf, like a crystal clear gem.
Against the scenery of the pond, groups of koi carp are scurrying under the lotus leaves below.
"Mother, the third prince is here." A servant came in, but they did not dare to disturb Concubine Cui who was feeding the fish.
Jinggu walked over and whispered something in Concubine Cui¡¯s ear.
Concubine Cui clapped her hands. The genius was about to shine at this moment, but she had already gotten up early.
Yan Zhui had already washed up and changed his clothes. When he walked on the corridor, he made slow and powerful steps. Concubine Cui did not turn her head:
"Ayuan is gone."
Hearing this, Yan Zhui couldn't help but think of Fu Minghua from the Changle Marquis Mansion whom he met when he returned to the city.
It seems that he left the city quietly without disturbing the Fu family. Otherwise, he would not have been able to queue up honestly behind a bunch of people who wanted to enter the city. He should have shown the sign of Changle Marquis Mansion and returned.
A girl who was raised in a boudoir must have something important to do when she went out of the city late at night. When she came back, she heard that Concubine Cui said that Mr. Xie was dead.It's too much of a coincidence.
Concubine Cui said something, but when her son didn't answer, she couldn't help but turned her head in surprise.
The flower tree on her head trembled slightly as she turned her head. The jewelry on her head made her skin fair and delicate, making it difficult to tell that she was already in her early thirties.
"how?"
Concubine Cui clapped her hands and took the handkerchief Jinggu handed her to wipe her hands. The rest of the inner chamberlain knew that mother and son had something to say, so they all stayed away.
Yan Zhui had a smile on his face and looked at the lotus pond full of lotus without making a sound.
The light rain outside fell on the water surface and lotus leaves, making waves on the surface of the pool.
"When did you go?" Yan asked. Concubine Cui was not sure what he was thinking, but she still replied: "I found it around the time of the ugly last night."
Yan Zhui calculated the time in his mind and found that it was almost the same.
"What's the use of asking these questions?"
Concubine Cui couldn't help but ask when she saw the smile on her son's face.
Xie Zhiyuan and she had known each other since they were young, and they were old friends from their unmarried days. The big Xie family married into the Cui family in Qinghe, and she and the Xie family had a very deep connection.
It¡¯s a pity that Mr. Xie had to die.
"She may not be dead."
Yan Zhui said lightly, but Concubine Cui sat up straight and raised her voice to ask.
Jinggu on the side also trembled, but Yan Zhui suppressed his smile:
"What do you think, mother concubine, of the eldest daughter of the Changle Marquis Mansion?"
"Yuan Niang?"
Concubine Cui suppressed the doubts in her heart and glanced at Yan Zhui.
The older her son grew, the more he thought about it. Sometimes she couldn't even guess what he was thinking about.
"She's pretty good, but"
At this time, Yan Zhui asked about Fu Minghua, which inevitably gave Concubine Cui a headache.
In my heart, I actually prefer the Wei family of Duke Zhuguo's mansion, so when I learned that Concubine Rong had Fu Minghua's idea, I asked Xie to help solve this problem.
¡°Before, Yan Zhui didn¡¯t care about who he married as his concubine, but now he asked such a question, which made Concubine Cui¡¯s heart sink.
If he was interested in Fu Minghua, wouldn¡¯t Mr. Xie¡¯s death be in vain?
"But you also know that now that Ayuan is gone, her advantage has been reduced by eight points, and it has become useless." Cui Guifei lowered her head and straightened her skirt: "In comparison, the Wei family is more suitable."
Yan Zhui didn't say anything. Concubine Cui had a headache. She leaned on the railing and stared at her son with a smile but not a smile: "You have also seen Zhu Guogong's daughter, but you don't like her?" (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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