Looking at the pretty widow with dignified temperament and charming appearance on the ground, Murong Fuzhi was very happy. However, the third young lady Zhuang didn't seem to be as slutty as he imagined. She was coquettish and extremely shy. Her mouth skills could only be described as unfamiliar.
, no experience at all.
After a while, he couldn't help but complain, "Third Young Madam, haven't you done this for a man before?"
When the third young lady heard this, her body visibly stiffened, and then her face turned pale and bloodless, and she fell on his lap and cried softly.
Murong Fu suddenly became a little annoyed and said in a stiff tone, "Third Young Madam, I didn't force you to do anything, but why are you doing this?"
The Third Young Mistress raised her head, glanced at him sadly, and said sadly, "I married into the banker's family when I was fourteen years old. My husband pities me for my young age. I am also a well-educated man, and I treat others kindly and politely. Even in...
In the room, we all raised eyebrows and treated each other with respect, so how could we have such an unbearable request? Although the banker later suffered a disaster, and I, the banker’s wife and children were imprisoned in the Jiaofang Department, but in order to protect our innocence, we pretended to be crazy and acted stupidly, and we did not commit any misconduct.
"Excuse me, the young master is so humiliating, but he takes my concubine too lightly..."
Murong Fu saw her miserable expression and tears in her eyes. He couldn't help but feel soft in his heart. He stretched out his hand to help her up, "Okay, I don't mean to look down on you, it's just...just..."
He really didn't know what to say next. Could it be that you agreed too readily, and everyone would think so?
It was not difficult for the Third Young Mistress to see what he was thinking. She hesitated and explained in a low voice, "I am not afraid of the young master's jokes. I am also a normal woman. After so many years, I have naturally...naturally thought about the matter of men and women...
It was because I was temporarily dizzy that I... made such an unbearable move. I will never go back on what I promised, but please don’t belittle me because of this."
After Murong Fu heard this explanation, he understood a little bit, but there was still another problem that he couldn't figure out. More than ten years had passed since the incident, and the three young ladies were still bent on avenging the old and young men of the banker. This showed that she had no feelings for the banker or the third young master of the banker.
The feelings must be very deep, but if you sell your body for revenge, don't you feel sorry for the third young master?
If it were Murong Fu, if he died, he would never want his woman to sell her body in order to avenge him.
After thinking for a while, he asked the question tactfully.
After hearing this, Mistress Zhuang San, a trace of reminiscence flashed in her eyes, and then she shook her head, "I don't know if Mr. Xiang will blame me, but I have paid too much for revenge in my life, even if it is a little more, I will not blame you."
It doesn’t matter, except when I see my husband after death, if he wants to beat or scold me, I will let him."
Murong Fu suddenly understood that for Young Madam Zhuang San, the feelings and kindness of the past were no longer so important. The obsession of revenge had replaced everything. Perhaps this was the only reason why she was still alive.
His expression changed for a while, and Murong Fu sighed softly and said, "Don't worry, I won't break my promise about revenge, and I will treat you well in the future."
The implication is: the transaction continues.
Young Mistress Zhuang couldn't help but have the urge to roll her eyes after hearing this. She thought that if she said these words, this person would be soft-hearted or even change his mind. She didn't expect that he would be soft-hearted, but he had no intention of changing his mind. Although she didn't
I have the thought of regretting it, but this feeling is like punching an empty space with all my strength, which is extremely uncomfortable.
If she knew what Murong Fu was thinking at this moment, she would be so angry that she would vomit blood.
"Oh, don't blame me. I am doing it for your own good. It's just a piece of cake to help you get revenge. But what if you get revenge and you have no love in your life and seek death? I can only occupy your body and mind, give you happiness, and give you joy.
, you have the belief to live, you will definitely be grateful to me in the future..."
Then Murong Fu shamelessly carried the young woman to bed, and slowly took off her clothes under her shy and resentful eyes.
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On this night, some people were happy and some were sad. The whole manor was surprisingly quiet. No one knew that an inconspicuous room in the backyard of the west wing was filled with spring scenery.
At dawn the next day, bright sunshine poured into the house through the windows, and the naked men and women on the bed opened their eyes one after another.
Murong Fu felt the softness in his arms, patted the young woman's shoulder gently, and said with a smile, "Why, you are still shy. It doesn't matter that the banker is missing a Murong Fu, but I wonder what will happen if a third young lady is missing?
"
As soon as he said this, Young Mistress Zhuang didn't care about her shyness. She suddenly opened her eyes and stood up to get her clothes. Suddenly she realized that Murong Fu was still staring at him and gave him a slight sideways glance, "Don't look!"
Murong Fu ignored it and said to himself, "Tsk, tsk, the light was not good last night, so I didn't look carefully. I just need to make up for it now."
The third young lady’s pretty face immediately turned hot, she was ashamed and angry, she rolled up her clothes to cover her body, “Do you have to shame me?”
Murong Fu shrugged, "You don't have to let me see it, I'm not in a hurry anyway."
The third young mistress had no choice but to put on her clothes in front of him. Her style was unreasonable for outsiders.
After a while, the third young lady finished dressing up and saw Murong Fu still lying on the bed. She hesitated for a moment, then walked to the bed and said, "Murong Fu, you promised me something last night, but it still counts."
Murong Fu thought she was worried about Wu Zhirong, so he nodded slightly, "Naturally, he is at Lizhuang. If you can't wait, just go to Yuan Ziyi and say it's my wish."
The Third Young Mistress hesitated for a moment and then said with a guilty conscience, "Besides Wu Zhirong, there is another person whose head you have to hand over to me."
"Huh?" Murong Fu raised his eyebrows, "Who else is there?"
The third young lady's eyes flickered for a while, and she slowly uttered two words, "Kangxi."
Murong Fu frowned slightly, "Did I promise to give you Kangxi's head?"
"You promised to avenge me, the banker, and I told you beforehand that there are three enemies of the banker. In addition to Oboi and Wu Zhirong, there is also Kangxi!"
Murong Fu suddenly understood and couldn't help but sneered, "So you are playing word games with me."
After hearing his tone, the Third Young Mistress felt a little uneasy. She quickly lowered her body and begged, "Anyway, your Murong family is going to rebel against the Qing Dynasty. I don't ask you to give me Kangxi's head right away. I only ask you to give me Kangxi's head when you do it."
It can fulfill my wish."
She knew that she actually had no leverage to force him to fulfill his promise, not to mention that Kangxi was the head of a country, so it was not easy to kill him. She alone, even with Shuang'er, might not be enough to kill Murong.
She risked her life to kill the emperor again, so she was not going to play any tricks, she was just begging.
What she did was right. According to Murong Fu's temper, if these three young ladies used a word game to want him to assassinate Kangxi, he would definitely turn his back on the spot. Although it was not as difficult as he imagined to kill Kangxi, and he would be able to kill Kangxi in the future.
Kangxi must be eliminated, but he couldn't accept using him through such tricks.
After pondering for a long time, Murong Fu nodded solemnly, "I promise you that if one day it comes true, I will hand over Kangxi to you, but before that, you can't put on clothes and not recognize people..."
The Third Young Mistress was slightly relieved after hearing the first half of the sentence, but was stunned when hearing the second half. Then her pretty face turned slightly red and she spat, "I'm leaving. Be careful. It's best not to let Shuang'er know about it.
Otherwise she..."
"You don't need to tell me? This is not the first time that this young master has cheated..." Murong Fu thought with disdain in his heart, and said with a smile, "What will happen if Shuang'er finds out?"
The Third Young Mistress glanced at him, "I can't let her know anyway."
After saying that, he opened the door, looked outside carefully for a few times, and then ran away.
Murong Fu shook his head in amusement, and waited for a while before getting up and getting dressed. After getting dressed, luck filled his body, shaking away all the breath. Finally, he left the room and walked towards Shuang'er's residence.
He estimated that Shuang'er had already gotten up and left by this time, because this girl was always very diligent and never slept in late.
Unexpectedly, when he returned to Shuang'er's residence, he actually sensed Shuang'er's breath, and there was another woman, Yuan Ziyi. At this time, the two women were still sleeping soundly.