"Didn't you say you have a headache? You drink first..." Fujiwara looked at Caritas, "Go and get a bowl from the kitchen."
"Grandma...you drink first!"
"No, since you have a headache, drink it quickly and get some rest!"
Fujiwara Ka's insistence made Count stunned on the spot. He lowered his eyes and stirred in the bowl with a spoon, trying not to expose the panic and uneasiness in his heart.
Caritas came from the kitchen with a bowl and a spoon. She walked to the coffee table and scooped out the rock sugar bird's nest in the ceramic cup.
Count didn't drink, and didn't dare to drink. He still stirred the spoon gently and uneasily, as if he was trying to stir a flower out of the rock sugar bird's nest in the bowl.
He was waiting for Fujiwara Kao to drink it first, and then he could take advantage of the chaos and escape.
"Hao, why don't you drink?" Fujiwara Xiang did not take the bowl from Caritas' hand, "You drink! I drank some wine at the annual meeting today and my stomach felt a little uncomfortable, so I stopped eating the rock sugar bird's nest.
It looks a little nauseating because of the sweetness.”
Hearing this, the spoon in Count's hand suddenly fell and hit the floor. Because it was covered with a beautiful Persian handmade carpet, the spoon was not broken.
Fujiwara looked down at the spoon that fell at her feet. Count immediately bent down to pick it up, and the rock sugar bird's nest in his hand fell over on the carpet.
"Oops! Sir, be careful..." Caritas hurriedly bowed to clean up, "I'll do it, I'll do it..."
The maid on duty saw it and hurried to the kitchen to get a clean rag.
Only then did Fujiwara Xiang put the bowl of rock-sugar bird's nest that Mingai had placed on the coffee table and picked it up: "Hao, let them clean it up. Just drink this bowl!"
Count slowly straightened up, and the shadows of Caritas and the maid who were cleaning up in front of him dangled in front of his eyes.
It doesn’t matter if he picks it up, and it doesn’t matter if he doesn’t pick it up.
So, I was stunned, looking at the bowl of rock sugar bird's nest, not knowing what to do.
"Drink!" Fujiwara Xiang handed the bowl to him, "I think you have a headache, probably because you announced your affair with Xia Yucheng at the annual meeting!"
"grandmother……"
"Drink! After you drink it, I will tell you my opinion!"
Count was dumbfounded. He really wanted to drink. Does her opinion still matter? Everyone else is dead, do we still need to listen to those opinions? Can she still listen to her?
"What's wrong? What's the problem?" Fujiwara Xiang stared at him closely.
"Nothing!" Count took the bowl and saw Caritas and the maid cleaning up the carpet and leaving the living room, "Grandma, I don't like sweets very much."
"Ok, I know!"
"Then..." The Count was just about to put down the bowl when he saw Fujiwara's face changed, "Okay! I think if Xia Yucheng lets you drink it, you can drink it even if it's a bowl of poison! Someone come!"
"
Fujiwara Kao gave a sharp shout, and all the servants who could hear her voice quickly ran towards the living room.
"Old lady..." Caritas whispered.
"I'm useless. Even if you throw it out at the annual meeting, it's impossible to take it back. Xia Yucheng's marriage to you is a foregone conclusion. You're going to kill it first and show it later, which violates the Feng family's rules. But what do I have to say?
The solution? You are the head of the Feng family, and you have been fascinated by that woman..." Fujiwara Kaoru stood up after speaking, her old yet sharp eyes filled with an indescribable sadness and anger.
The servants who followed from Kyoto Fengzhai, including Caritas and Lily, seemed to have seen the scene that happened at Kyoto Fengzhai last winter again.