Master Fu finally managed to be patient, stared at Fu Zhao and took a sip of tea, then asked impatiently: "Zhao Zhao, what do you think we should do? This Qingxin, I didn't expect her to be so courageous! She actually has ten on hand.
How many lives!"
Fu Zhao explained patiently, "People don't die in her hands."
Fu Qingxin is just a madam at best, not so mad as to kill someone.
Mr. Fu sighed, "She didn't kill the person, but she prepared the body! And that person is... When something goes wrong, it will definitely be blamed on the Fu family."
Mr. Fu said in despair: "Our Fu family is going to be in disaster!"
In just one night, he aged ten years and gained a few gray hairs on his temples.
In the dream, all his ancestors were accusing him and angrily scolding him. He was a loser who couldn't protect the family!
Fu Shaonian and Cong Shi also became desperate as Master Fu wailed.
Mr. Cong's eyes were red and he tried not to cry.
Fu Zhao said softly: "Things are not that bad. At least those things that Qing Xin did have not caused trouble yet, right?"
Fu Shaonian said in a deep voice: "Sooner or later, someone will find out. Didn't my father and I see it with our own eyes? They, little girls, can't do anything without leaving clues."
Fu Zhao lowered his eyes and covered the emotions in his eyes. His voice was soft and could be dispersed by the wind, "In that case, let's remove all the cancer before the incident. What can be found on a dead person?"
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And when the time comes, Prince Gong will definitely introduce another scapegoat in order to protect himself.
Mr. Fu and the others were stunned for a while before they realized that Fu Zhao meant to silence him!
Fu Shaonian and Cong didn't show any objection.
The couple had a conversation last night. As long as they could protect their children, they were willing to pay no matter what the cost.
And this time, it was Fu Qingxin who deserved it and brought it upon himself!
Mr. Fu hesitated, unable to make a decision.
Although the method Fu Zhao said was the clearest and best method, he really couldn't make a decision.
He had watched Fu Qingxin grow up and had been raised by his side for more than ten years. She was usually well-behaved and sensible. How could he just give up?
Mr. Fu closed his eyes in pain and said with trembling lips: "Wait, wait a minute."
Fu Zhao seemed to have expected Mr. Fu's answer, and was not surprised at all.
Fu Shaonian asked: "What are you waiting for, father? Are you waiting for the Jin Yiwei to come and ransack your home?"
Mr. Fu's face turned grim in pain, and then he thought of something and hurriedly said: "Qingxin's marriage is now around the corner, right? Marry her far away and let her never return to the capital for the rest of her life. I guess everything will be fine."
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Fu Zhao smiled silently, but his smile was a little cold.
Fu Shaonian and Cong looked at each other. The couple exchanged glances, then looked at Fu Zhao inquiringly.
Now that Fu Zhao's ideas are getting bigger and bigger, Fu Shaonian and Cong can no longer treat Fu Zhao as a child.
Fu Zhao said softly and obediently: "Everyone listens to father."
Just as docile and sensible as when he was still in the boudoir.
Mr. Fu stroked his beard with satisfaction and finally felt better.
He glanced at Fu Zhao appreciatively. At least he had raised an outstanding daughter.
Fu Zhao didn't stay in the Hou Mansion for long before he was about to say goodbye and go back.
Mr. Cong personally escorted Fu Zhao to the carriage.
Mrs. Cong pulled Fu Zhao away and said in a low voice: "I feel really uncomfortable. I am always afraid that the Jin Yiwei will come and ransack the house. Your nephew and niece are not sensible yet, so they will definitely be frightened."
Because of these worries, Mr. Cong hardly slept a wink all night, and she felt quite haggard.
Fu Zhao held Cong's hand tightly with a serious look in his eyes, "This is what I'm worried about too. She is cruel and ruthless. Even if she marries her away from afar, according to her ambition, she will never give up.
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Cong's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and she hurriedly held Fu Zhao's hand, "What should we do?"
"Don't worry, sister-in-law, father will make a decision." After Fu Zhao finished speaking, he went to the carriage.
Her autumn-colored skirt was stained, and Cong stared blankly at her skirt, pondering her words.
After watching the Marquis's carriage leave, Mrs. Cong turned around and entered Fu's house. The first thing she did was to find Fu Qingxin.
There are several locks hanging on the door of Fu Qingxin's boudoir. Even when locking prisoners, they are not so cautious.
Mrs. Cong stood at the door and asked the mother-in-law guarding the door, "Has anyone been here?"
The mother-in-law replied truthfully: "Aunt Kang came twice and gave clothes and food to the old slave. The old slave sent them in, but Aunt Kang did not go in."
Mrs. Cong nodded with satisfaction, stuffed a purse into the mother-in-law's hand, and whispered: "Keep a good guard, you are indispensable. You go have a sip of tea first. No one is allowed to come without my order."
The mother-in-law went out happily.
Across the door, Mr. Cong called Qingxin several times. It wasn't until he was about to call for the third time that Fu Qingxin's voice sounded on the other side of the door.
Fu Qingxin said angrily: "Why, you just beat Zhuang Yue to death, and now you want to beat me to death?"
Cong said angrily: "Don't you know where you went wrong?"
Fu Qingxin snorted, "What's wrong with me? I just want to live a better life for myself."
Mrs. Cong was so angry that her hands were shaking. It seemed like she was meeting Fu Qingxin for the first time.
How could such a cruel Fu Qingxin pretend to be a weak little white rabbit?
Fortunately, she still cared deeply about Fu Qingxin. She always felt that Fu Qingxin was a commoner and was afraid that someone would disrespect Fu Qingxin because of this.
Cong couldn't help but asked: "In order to live a better life for yourself, you can treat the lives of those dozen people as fate?"
Through the door, Cong seemed to hear Fu Qingxin's laughter.
She shuddered. At this time, Fu Qingxin could still laugh?
"They did not die in vain. Because of their deaths, their families will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives. They deserved their death!"
Although she only heard Fu Qingxin's voice, Cong could still imagine Fu Qingxin's charming demeanor.
Mr. Cong cursed in his heart that he was crazy and left quickly.
Fu Qingxin's indifference to human life really frightened Mr. Cong.
Maybe in Fu Qingxin's heart, their lives can also be measured in money.
*
Si Qi came back from the kitchen, holding a suitcase in his hand containing freshly baked snacks, which were smelling delicious.
Since the Fu family came back, Fu Zhao had neither lunch nor dinner.
Now that it was getting dark, Si Qi was afraid that Fu Zhao would be hungry, so he went to the kitchen to get some snacks.
When he walked to the door, a little girl opened the curtain and let Si Qi in.
Si Qi first asked the little girl, "Is Madam feeling better?"
