"Were those people sent by you to follow Lin Fushuang?" Lin Cong went directly to Liu's yard and asked coldly.
Mrs. Liu didn't answer.
"Confused!" As soon as Lin Cong saw her look, he knew that this matter must have something to do with her.
This matter is disgraceful and can only be investigated secretly.
The men did not find any specific evidence, but during the investigation, Liu was more or less mentioned.
As long as Lin Fushuang goes to investigate, she will definitely have something to do with him.
If Nine Thousand Years Old is blamed, what should we do?
A trace of cruelty flashed across Lin Cong's eyes.
"Did you know that Lin Fushuang was the first woman brought back to the house by Jiu Qian Sui? How could you let someone do something to her? If Jiu Qian Sui knew about it, would we still have a good life?"
He had already figured it out. After all, they were still related by blood, so Lin Fushuang would not disown him as her father.
If she gains face in front of Jiu Qian, he will naturally benefit from it.
"She made Yu'er lose her official position and even caused them to be beaten. Can't I still speak out for them?"
Thinking of a pair of children, Mrs. Liu's eyes filled with tears.
"Don't worry about Yu'er and Yi'er, I will definitely make the decision for them. What happened yesterday is a warning from Nine Thousand Years Old. If you dare to continue doing this, I'm afraid Yu'er will never return to officialdom. "
Ms. Liu still wanted to argue a few words, but when she mentioned this matter, tears welled up again.
"Master Hou, is there no other way? He is just a eunuch..."
"Shut up!" Lin Cong shouted hurriedly, "Walls have ears. If someone listens to you, you will be in big trouble."
"If you still want Yu'er to return to Dali Temple and Yi'er to secure her position as Princess Jing, then just listen to me." Lin Cong gave Liu a warning look.
The two broke up unhappy, leaving Ms. Liu alone in the room gnashing her teeth.
"Madam, please come over here." A maid walked in with her head lowered.
Mrs. Liu looked at the blood stain on her temple and frowned slightly.
"Miss lost her temper again?"
The visitor was Cuiyun, Lin Fuyi's personal maid. Hearing Mrs. Liu's question, her body couldn't help but tremble.
"It's pitiful that Miss is just in a bad mood recently. She will get better after a while. You have been wronged during this time."
Mrs. Liu glanced at Hong Yu, who nodded clearly and took the person to the side room to apply the medicine.
Since Lin Fuyi woke up, she first learned that King Jing had not come to see her, and then because the scars on her body and face were not healing, she lost her temper in the room all day long.
The tea cups thrown today will be thrown away tomorrow, and the bowls will be thrown away tomorrow. Several personal maids were hit with injuries everywhere on their bodies.
In order to prevent the news that she had blamed the servant for no reason from spreading, Mrs. Liu sealed the maid's mouth tightly.
As soon as she walked into Yiyun Pavilion, Ms. Liu heard the sound of things being thrown, mixed with Lin Fuyi's hysterical yelling.
"Get out of here, everyone!"
Lin Fuyi was holding the bed with a ferocious look on her face, while the maids below were trembling and kneeling.
"What's wrong with you?" Ms. Liu frowned.
She signaled Hongyu to take everyone out, walked to Lin Fuyi and comforted:
"You should also be careful. If outsiders know about it, how can you still be Princess Jing?"
Hearing the words "Princess Jing", Lin Fuyi seemed to have been greatly wronged, and she threw herself into Liu's arms and burst into tears.
"Lin Fushuang told King Jing about Tengyuan Pavilion, and King Jing will definitely not marry me again!"
When the governor came back a few days ago, he didn't say anything about the romance between these masters, so Mrs. Liu didn't know about it.
Thinking of what Lin Cong said, Mrs. Liu patted Lin Fuyi's back.
"Don't think too much. King Jing told your father that he will come to see you when you are healed. You should take good care of your injuries. It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival soon, so you must perform well."
Mid-Autumn Festival?
Yes, she still has a chance. She must make everyone who sees her joke look at her with admiration.
Lin Fushuang wiped her tears. The most important thing for her now was to heal her injuries.
She lay on the bed obediently, and Mrs. Liu gave her the medicine herself, and did not leave until she fell asleep.
But when Mrs. Liu entered the yard, she saw her grandma standing in her yard, looking like she had been waiting for a long time.
Grandma is the old lady's sidekick, so she won't appear here unless there is something important.
Ms. Liu felt a little uneasy and frowned as she walked forward.
"Madam, please come over, madam." Mammy saluted perfunctorily, without a trace of respect on her face. After speaking, she turned aside and said, "Please, madam."
Ms. Liu cursed secretly in her heart, but did not dare to express it on her face.
This grandma is very proud in front of the old lady, and she is not easy to offend.
Mrs. Liu followed her grandma and walked lightly into the Fushou Hall.
"My daughter-in-law pays her respects to her mother-in-law."
Mrs. Lin was currently sitting cross-legged on the Arhat bed with her eyes closed and concentrating. She was still flicking the beads in her hand, as if she hadn't heard her words and didn't even raise her eyelids.
"My daughter-in-law wishes my mother-in-law well." Mrs. Liu then raised her voice.
"What are you yelling about?"
Mrs. Lin suddenly opened her eyes, a flash of flash in her eyes.
"You've been a royal wife for so long, but you still don't understand any rules. How come you've learned all the daily etiquette from a dog's belly?"
Hearing Mrs. Lin's stern scolding, Ms. Liu trembled subconsciously.
Although she has become Mrs. Hou, she is still very afraid of this old man, and she has suffered a lot of torture at her hands in the past.
Although this old man looked down on Lin Fushuang's good-for-nothing girl Xiao Wan, he also had an even worse look at her, the person who seduced her son.
Fortunately, she almost poisoned Xiao Wan to death, and let Lin Cong help her become the main wife before the old man could choose a continuation for Lin Cong.
What surprised her was that the old man didn't object. Instead, he locked himself in the Fushou Hall and worshiped Buddha all day long. Everything in the Hou Mansion was also left in her hands.
Although she didn't know why, she lived a comfortable life, so she ignored it.
Six years have passed, why are you looking for me again now?
Seeing Mrs. Liu's shivering look, a figure flashed in Mrs. Lin's mind. She couldn't help but close her eyes again. After a while, she spoke:
"Shuang'er, what are you going to do?"
"Shuang...Shuang'er?" Ms. Liu thought she had heard wrong at first. She stood up straight and said disdainfully: "She is willing to degenerate to serve a eunuch, so let her go. Anyway, the Marquis Mansion And Yi'er, in one year's time, Yi'er will marry into Prince Jing's Mansion..."
"Ridiculous!" Mrs. Lin grabbed the teacup at hand and threw it at Ms. Liu.
Although it didn't hit her, the tea in the cup spilled solidly on her head.
Liu's dress was soaked with tea, and there were a few tea leaves hanging on her bun. She was very embarrassed.
Perhaps she was used to being the master of the house in the past few years, so being splashed with tea made her a little angry.
