The fool has become a spirit, and she can speak

"Uncle, I understand. The Ge family has scandals one after another. I'm probably the first one to go around at this time."

He Ye was right. This was not the time to visit. Fortunately, she did not see Ge Dongqing at home. Only Lu Siniang was wiping the knife at home with thick gauze wrapped around her hands. After sitting for less than a cup of tea, He Ye got up and went back.

When He Ye came back, she still looked a little nervous. When she saw a room full of people, she looked even more nervous.

Look at who is in this room: the three brothers of the Han family, the youngest son of the Chen family, the eldest son of the Shi family, Hong Shang, and the fun-loving Cang Man. What's even more amazing is that the busy boss Qian and his wife Wan Baiqian are also sitting here. All of them are gathered together, and their faces are filled with various expressions as if they are plotting something big. When they see He Ye come in, they all stare at He Ye with their eyes as sharp as torches.

Lotus Leaf felt a little uncomfortable being stared at, and stood at the door, not wanting to go in.

Cangman called out enthusiastically, "Niece, come in quickly and tell me what's going on."

Lotus Leaf took a few steps inside uncomfortably, then rubbed the corner of her clothes and said, "I only saw Mrs. Ge. She was at home cleaning her knives."

"Oh, that's not a good sign. Is this guy going to kill that pervert Ge Dongqing?"

Boss Qian coughed lightly, "Lu Siniang was cleaning the knife, not sharpening it. Does cleaning the knife mean she's going to kill someone? Don't go out and spread rumors. If Lu Siniang wanted to kill someone, would she have to endure it for so long?"

If Boss Qian hadn't been here to suppress Cangman, Cangman would have gotten up and gone to Ge's house to help Lu Siniang sharpen her knife. If the story goes back in time, it was Lu Siniang that Cangman brought down from the mountain when he was suppressing the bandits. He was the first person to know Lu Siniang.

Lu Siniang wanted to kill her husband, and although he couldn't do anything else, he could still do it by sharpening his knife and giving some help.

Shang Xi pulled He Ye to sit down, wanting to know more details, but He Ye only brought back this little information, because she listened closely to her uncle's instructions and returned as soon as she was told to. She didn't say anything she shouldn't say, and didn't ask anything she shouldn't ask. She did this in a conscientious manner, not saying much or saying little, and she was indeed Cheng Feng's good niece.

No one knew who had leaked the news. The group of people conspiring in Prince Pang's Mansion had not yet dispersed, but the news that Lu Siniang was sharpening a knife at home spread like wildfire.

For days, the people had lost interest in the border wars, and instead were focused on inquiring about the affairs of the Ge Mansion. Within just a few days, the Ge Mansion had become as lively and bustling as New Year's Eve, with laughter and joy everywhere. Knowing and unfamiliar people alike would gather together to chat cheerfully, but the core topics of their conversation were Ge Dongqing, Lu Siniang, and Fu Liu from Jiao Man Lou.

In just half a day, the situation changed from Ge Dongqingye killing his wife in anger for his beloved two days ago to Lu Siniang sharpening her knife and killing the unfaithful man in a bloodthirsty counterattack.

However, Ge Dongqing, who was crying and shouting to see the emperor at the palace gate, knew nothing about this. It was already evening when he found out. The news was told to him by Fu Liu's maid, who had gone through a lot of hardships to find him.

When Ge Dongqing heard this, his first reaction was: "Lu Si Niang will not kill me, she wants to kill Fu Liu."

Upon hearing this, Chan'er's handkerchief dropped to the ground, and she was muttering in confusion what to do.

Ge Dongqing counted the days and found that he had been staying at the palace gate for three days. According to the deadline given to her by Lu Siniang, tonight was the third day. If Lu Siniang wanted to take action, she had to do it tonight.

The panicked Ge Dongqing ran ahead without thinking, while Chan'er chased him frantically from behind.

A man who was used to riding in a sedan chair staggered from side to side when he ran, just like he usually walked when he was drunk, with an unstable center of balance and stumbling.

Chan'er watched from behind as the man nearly fell down again and again, but he miraculously saved himself and did not fall down.

Chan'er's face flushed red as she gasped for breath, her lungs almost bursting from exhaustion. Yet, she still desperately chased after him. Furthermore, she wasted her energy yelling at the top of her lungs, "Master Ge, please run slower! Wait for me...Master Ge, wait for me..."

As they ran, Chan'er kept shouting from a distance of ten feet behind him. Passersby's eyes were like two lamps, fixed on the two people who were chasing each other madly. They all recognized that the one leading in front was the talented scholar Ge Dongqing, and the one running behind was Chan'er, the maid of Jiaomanlou Fuliu.

These two people seemed to have some kind of magical power and had a strong appeal. They ran in front and the people followed quickly behind them. More and more people caught up and the team became bigger and bigger.

Finally, the huge team finally stopped at the door of Jiaomanlou. The old lady of Jiaomanlou was dressed in fancy clothes, her waist shaking. She held a round fan in her hand, sometimes covering her face with tears, and sometimes looking up at the window on the second floor, and uttered anxious persuasion: "Fuliu, considering your mother's favoritism for so many years, please come down. If you jump from the upstairs and die at the door of Jiaomanlou, how can you continue to run Jiaomanlou like this in the future!"

She wore a hat covered by a willow-like veil and a light veil covering her face. She was dressed in a green gauze dress, looking mysterious and holy. A gust of cold wind blew through her clothes, making her flutter like a fairy descending to the earth.

Her appearance captivated the men in the crowd, and also Ge ​​Dongqing. He seemed to have forgotten Fu Liu's dog-eaten head and pig-headed face. What he saw was Fu Liu's charming and charming smile in the past, and her pitiful face when she was frowning.

At this moment, Fu Liu, who was about to jump from the building, spoke up: "Ge Dongqing, you are a heartless man. You said you would marry me but you wouldn't divorce me. We got pregnant secretly, but you refused to admit it. Lu Siniang bullied me and forced me to parade through the streets. It would have been fine if you didn't rescue me, but instead you aided and abetted her atrocities. Now she wants to kill me, Fu Liu. I, Fu Liu, have no choice but to die."

Ge Dongqing also stretched his neck, like everyone else present, and shouted: "Don't jump, you will die if you jump from such a high place. I can't let Lu Siniang kill anyone, come down quickly."

Suddenly, Ge Dongqing touched his stubble, and as if struck by lightning, his legs gave way and he sat down on the ground. Then, as if aided by a god, he jumped up from the ground. "Fu Liu, what did you just say? 'Secretly pregnant'? Am I, Ge Dongqing, going to be a father?"

Chan'er, who was standing next to Ge Dongqing, was also shocked. She widened her eyes, opened her mouth, and looked in disbelief at Fu Liu who was about to jump out of the window.

Before the maid Chan'er recovered from her shock, she heard her mistress Fu Liu say, "Chan'er is my personal maid. She knows everything about me. If you don't believe me, you can ask Chan'er. If you don't trust Chan'er, you can ask a doctor to check my pulse."

The huge crowd was as noisy as a boiling pot.