Listening to the people around her pointing fingers at Lin Fushuang, Liu's mood improved a lot when she came here early in the morning, and it was not in vain for her to find someone to perform the play early in the morning.
Since she had to come to take Lin Fushuang back home no matter what, why couldn't she make good use of this matter?
She continued to wipe away the non-existent tears, exactly like a step-sister who was forced by her stepdaughter.
Naturally, Lin Fushuang also heard those pointing fingers, and said how could Mrs. Liu be so kind to come to pick her up? She was really good at calculating.
Since you want to act, then you should have fun with her.
She pinched her thigh hard, and her eye circles quickly turned red.
Before she could start to express herself, a joking voice came from behind her.
"Mrs. Hou is really sharp-tongued and has given me a lot of experience."
The surrounding discussions stopped abruptly, and everyone looked behind Lin Fushuang.
Madam Liu even forgot about pretense, and her eyes widened in disbelief.
Lin Fushuang turned her head and saw Fu Yanqing in a dark purple brocade robe standing behind her, with a smile on her face, not angry or intimidating.
The aura of a superior person emanating from his body made everyone afraid to express their anger.
They had all forgotten that this was the residence of the Lord of Hell.
For a moment, everyone who got the money and those who watched the fun felt a chill in their backs.
"Nine thousand years old, where do you start with these words?" Mrs. Liu pretended to be calm.
"Isn't it? I was also there that day, you won't forget it, right?" Fu Yanqing raised his eyebrows, his smile getting deeper, but there was a hint of chill between his eyebrows.
Liu was speechless for a moment.
"Miss Lin just came to my governor's house to recuperate for a few days. The rumors outside are getting worse and worse. Madam Hou, do you want me to go and check it out?"
Mrs. Liu's face turned pale instantly. She deliberately let her servants spread the news about that day, and even added a lot of fuel and jealousy to it.
What happened to this eunuch? Doesn't it mean that he doesn't like to meddle in other people's business? How can I speak for Lin Fushuang now?
Did Lin Fushuang really fall in his eyes?
Seeing that Ms. Liu didn't dare to speak, Grandma who was standing behind her stood up.
"The old slave met Jiu Qian Sui. It was the old lady who asked me to come here. The old lady said that Jiu Qian Sui was busy with affairs and it was hard for the younger generation to disturb her for too long, so she ordered the old slave to take the eldest lady back to her home."
Hearing that he was from the old lady of the Hou Mansion, Fu Yanqing's attitude softened a lot, but he didn't speak. He just took a few steps forward and stood beside Lin Fushuang.
"Nine thousand years old, don't worry. Our old lady has said that we will definitely give the eldest lady an explanation for this matter."
As she spoke, she motioned to those following her to present what she had brought.
"A small gift is not a sign of respect, but I hope Nine Thousand Years Old will accept it with a smile." Grandma stood there respectfully, waiting for Fu Yanqing's reply.
"Since Mrs. Lin said this, how can I not listen to this?" Fu Yanqing raised his hand to signal Du Yi to take the things in Grandma's hand. "In that case, I, the Governor, can rest assured."
In just a few words between the two of them, the hearts of those watching the excitement had already changed several times.
Mrs. Liu's heart suddenly fell to the bottom, and her face turned green and red. At this time, she just wanted to return home quickly to find Lin Cong's protection.
When she came out today, Grandma Ning followed her. Mrs. Liu just thought that she was following the old lady's order to watch her.
Unexpectedly, something like this came out, which overturned everything she just said.
Lin Fushuang got into the carriage with the help of Aunt Ning, then lifted up the window screen and said, "I've been bothering the Governor these past few days, so Fu Shuang would like to express my gratitude."
Fu Yanqing didn't move, but nodded slightly.
The carriage drove away at the signal of Grandma Ning, leaving Mrs. Liu and the palace servant behind her standing there unattended.
Fu Yanqing was too lazy to look at them, just treating them as air, and turned around and went back to his house.
Du Yi even ordered the guard at the door to close the door.
Mrs. Liu looked at the door slamming shut, feeling like a slap on the face, and she clenched her fists in shame and anger.
Turning around, she got directly into the carriage and galloped towards the Ding'an Marquis' Mansion.
Under the leadership of Grandma Ning, Lin Fushuang quickly entered the small Buddhist hall behind the Fushou Hall. As soon as she entered the door, she saw Mrs. Lin kneeling on the futon, closing her eyes and quietly turning the beads in her hand.
Hearing the movement behind her, Mrs. Lin did not open her eyes and said slowly: "Kneel down."
Lin Fushuang did not obey as obediently as before, but stood straight on the spot without moving.
"Do you think you can disrespect your elders now that you have climbed up to the Governor's Mansion?" Mrs. Lin stood up with the help of Granny Ning and spoke softly.
"Grandma is overthinking." Lin Fushuang suppressed the emotions in her eyes and looked calm.
Seeing her reluctance, Mrs. Lin narrowed her eyes slightly and sighed deeply.
"It's okay for you and your father to be angry. How can you say that you are going to serve the eunuch. I have sent people to suppress this matter. You should also bow your head and admit your mistake to your father."
"I'm right!" Lin Fushuang held her head high and looked at Mrs. Lin with firm eyes, a bit unconvinced.
In her previous life, she was struggling in the backyard of the Marquis Mansion, but this grandmother never helped her from the beginning to the end, and when she came to beg for help, she mercilessly pushed her into the abyss.
In her previous life, Mrs. Liu arranged a marriage for her with the eldest son of General Zhongyong's mansion. The eldest son of General Zhongyong was named Jiang Yuxun. He had been a womanizer since he was a child. He had several wives in the backyard after he passed the crown, and there were countless women outside. number.
And this is just one of them, he is even more murderous.
Within a few days, some of the maids who were waiting in the backyard were taken out and thrown into mass graves, but these things were suppressed by General Zhongyong's mansion.
She had also seen Jiang Yuxun with her own eyes. His cheeks were covered with acne. His face was pale and swollen due to long-term excessive sexual indulgence. His smile at the corner of his mouth always had a perverted and vulgar smile, which made people frightened.
If she really marries into General Zhongyong's mansion, there is only one way to die.
In order to reject the marriage, she begged to enter the Fushou Hall.
She would never forget that she was begging at her feet, while the grandmother in front of her, who worshiped the Buddha every day and considered herself to be a bodhisattva, spoke to her coldly.
"You are the eldest son of General Zhongyong's mansion."
She fell to her knees in exhaustion, desperate to understand.
She also approved of this marriage, and even contributed to it.
If not for anything else, perhaps it was for the status of the Ding'an Hou Mansion in the capital, or perhaps just for the future of the Lin family's descendants.
In short, I am just a tool for marriage.
If Jiang Yuxun hadn't unintentionally offended a powerful person before getting married, and was found to have conclusive evidence, and was sent to prison and sentenced to death, perhaps she wouldn't have survived that long in her previous life.
It turned out that in her heart, her own life was not as important as the reputation of the Hou Mansion.
Oh, it's really ridiculous.
