Rebirth: Fu Jia Returns

Chapter 224
Mrs. Anping Hou felt like a bolt from the blue.

Fu Jia guessed that he was convicted of a sinner less than two days after he came back?

"Father-in-law, the emperor must have misunderstood. Sister Jia just returned to the capital, and she doesn't even know who Princess Tianxiang is. How could she harm someone?"

The little eunuch also looked embarrassed.

"Ma'am, our family is only following orders, so we don't know about it. If you have any questions, you can tell the emperor and empress."

As he said that, the little father-in-law signaled to the officials to take Fu Jia away.

Mrs. Anping Hou reached out to stop her, but was dissuaded by Fu Jia.

"Mother-in-law, don't worry, I believe that the emperor and the empress are fair people, and those who are clean will clean themselves. I have never done such a thing, and the emperor and the empress will not wrong me."

Madam Anping Hou watched Fu Jia being taken away.

Qingsuo and Qingye wanted to catch up, but were stopped by officials.

Qingsuo cried: "If our girl is not by my side, she won't be able to eat well..."

However, it is useless to say anything.

Fu Jia exhorted loudly: "Take care of the house at home!"

Qingsuo burst into tears immediately.

Why is her girl always so troubled.

After finally returning safely from that thorny place in Jiangcheng, this happened to him as soon as he returned to Beijing.

Qingye wiped away her tears, reported to Mrs. Anping Hou, turned around and left the door.

She was going to find Commander Jiang and ask Commander Jiang to save their girls.

Mrs. Anpinghou sent someone to the barracks to invite Anpinghou back.

The whole room began to panic, Fu Rong hid outside the courtyard, watching their hurried expressions and footsteps, and sneered in her heart.

Flowers are not as popular as a hundred days, and people are not as good as white.

What the ancients said makes sense.

Fu Jia was taken to a prison by the officials, not the Zhen Fusi, nor the Yamen of Shuntian Mansion.

Surrounded by high walls and iron walls, the personnel are relatively stable and there are few floating personnel.

This was the second time Fu Jia came into the prison.

She never felt that one day they would push and send themselves into such a place.

With a clang, the officer locked the door.

Fu Jia looked at the garbage piled up all over the house and sighed.

She simply cleaned up the things on the ground.

On the one hand, it is actually useful to her, and on the other hand, it is because of Mrs. Anping Hou.

She needs to be well and not worry Mrs. Anpinghou.

There was no time in the prison. Fu Jia had just cleaned up and had no time to breathe a sigh of relief when she heard footsteps outside.

Fu Jia turned around, straightened her back, heard the footsteps getting closer, and then turned around, it was an official.

The official was carrying a large bucket in his hand and placed it on a large iron spoon.

The bucket has been used for many years and is full of rice grains and stains around the rim and outside.

Fu Jia glanced at it, and immediately felt like throwing up.

The officer gave her a sideways look, and said, "What are you looking at, and you still haven't brought the bowl over!"

In the prison opposite was a woman in prison clothes, about 40 years old.

When Fu Jia was locked in, she just raised her eyelids to take a look, and then there was no more movement.

The man had already placed a broken bowl outside the prison, waiting for the official to send him food.

And Fu Jia kept looking at the official servant in a daze, making the official servant anxious.

However, Fu Jia didn't know where to find someone to eat, so she just stood there.

In fact, up to now, she herself has not fully accepted this matter.

Although he behaved calmly, it was to prevent Madam Anpinghou from worrying.

The officer saw where she was stunned, and shouted: "Do you still eat? If you don't eat, go away! Fool!"

"Well, where is the bowl?"

Fu Jia had no choice but to ask.

She had looked around and saw nothing.

The official gave her a cold look, then took out a porcelain bowl from the broken bucket at the side, and threw it to Fu Jia.

The porcelain bowl is not clean anymore, it was originally a white porcelain bowl, but now it seems to have changed color, but it is clean after all.

Cleaner than barrels.

Fu Jia paused, then took it.

She doesn't know how long she needs to stay here, so naturally she can't be petty.

The officer looked at her coldly again, then took out a spoonful of something he didn't know what it was from the bucket, and put it in a bowl for Fu Jiasheng.

The official servants continued to distribute rice, Fu Jia took a deep breath, and picked up the bowl.

A strange smell rushed straight to Fu Jia's nose, Fu Jia quickly covered her mouth, and hid aside, and then she did something so evil that it was unbearable.

It should be the smell of rotten food.

Fu Jia pinched her nose and looked at the food in front of her, feeling upset for a moment.

Things happened one after another in the past two days, and she didn't bother to sort out this problem.

"Eat, or else I won't be able to survive..."

A woman's hoarse voice came from the opposite prison.

She was holding a bowl, and what she ate seemed to be delicacies from mountains and seas.

Enduring the nausea in her heart, Fu Jia stuffed the food into her mouth.

I heard that the woman opposite was once a beautiful and gentle girl. Ever since she got married, the man would beat and scold her. The woman couldn't bear it, and once during the dispute, she stabbed the man to death.

The two prisoners on the side were talking very arrogantly.

He even talked about how cruel the woman's tactics were. She stabbed him once, then stabbed him a few more times, and chopped off his hand.

In her words, chop off your hand so that you won't make trouble.

Fu Jia listened to the discussion of the people next to her, and then looked at the woman opposite.

The woman was thin and weak, and she was not as vicious as the people on the side described.

At this moment, the woman suddenly looked up at Fu Jia.

With food still in his mouth, he gave Fu Jia a cold look.

At that glance, his eyes were icy cold, and Fu Jia only felt that his entire back was shivering.

Fu Jia hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look at her again.

The two commentators at the side probably also saw the woman's eyes just now, and were too frightened to speak, and the whole prison was silent.

Fu Jia somehow took a bite.

Then he sat on the tidy haystack, with his head down, thinking about the past few days in his mind.

Why is it all such a coincidence?
Who on earth poisoned Princess Tianxiang? Princess Tianxiang didn't drink tea, but let Ah Qing drink it instead, and Ah Qing died in the end.

If Princess Tianxiang drank it herself, then the one who died today is Princess Tianxiang, right?

Who is it that wants to kill Princess Tianxiang?
No, maybe the purpose of the person behind it is not Princess Tianxiang, but Fu Jia?
Thinking of this, Fu Jia became anxious.

Mrs. Anping Hou must be worried to death.

She always makes the relatives around her miss her and worry about her.

Mrs. Anping Hou, who was missed by Fu Jia, was sitting in the carriage at the moment, walking towards the palace.

She couldn't wait for Marquis Anping to come back from the barracks. Thinking about the scene where Fu Jia was taken away by an officer just now, Mrs. Marquis Anping felt a pain in her heart as if being pricked by a needle.

She is going to find the empress.

The empress has always liked Fu Jia, and Fu Jia just went to Jiangcheng as a special envoy instead of the empress, and made great contributions.

Mrs. Anping Hou thought that the empress would know what was going on here, and she wanted to ask for mercy.

(End of this chapter)