On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

A few ups and downs.

Fu Jingrong had already carried Su Sui horizontally and landed safely behind the wall of Changping Marquis Mansion.

Perhaps because the servants were all gathered in one place, there were not many servants passing by behind the wall.

Su Sui'an was just about to point Fu Jingrong to Fuyao Hall, but the latter had already walked there with ease.

There was not a single sound made during the whole process, and even his breathing was not disordered at all. The tall girl in his arms seemed to be weightless.

Su Sui'an couldn't help but look at Fu Jingrong again.

The latter didn't even have a hair blown by the wind.

Tsk.

You wouldn't believe that this guy, who looks so unreliable, is actually quite honest in his work.

Su Sui'an pondered secretly.

Soon, noise came from the direction of Fuyao Hall.

Fu Jingrong originally held Su Sui'an horizontally in his arms. When they were two corridors away from Fuyao Hall, he put Su Sui'an down and carried her on his back instead.

"Eh..."

Su Sui'an opened her mouth to call him, but he moved so quickly that before she could even say a word, he had already carried her on his back and landed on an old tree.

At this time, Fuyao Hall was already in chaos because Hong Xiru and his men from the Hong residence broke in.

Hong was mentally ill, with dishevelled hair and a dirty face, holding a child's clothes stained with blood in one hand, and dragging a half-broken stick in the other hand. He had lost his former dignity and grandeur, and he looked at everyone present as if he was an enemy.

No matter how Hong Xiru tried to persuade her softly, she refused to come even a step closer.

Instead, she glared at those who approached her and demanded their lives.

"Su Qishun, you are a fake, you will get your comeuppance sooner or later..."

"This Changping Marquis Mansion is filthy and rotten. Burn it. Burn all these filthy things to death!!"

As she spoke, she waved the stick in her hand again, as if to drive away anyone who approached.

"Xiu Xiu, it's me, your brother." Hong Xiru looked at his sister, who had become neither human nor ghost, with heartache, and wished he could tear Su Qishun, who arrived later, into pieces.

Su Qishun still had an innocent look on his face. Meeting Hong Xiru's sharp gaze, he forced out a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Brother, I am really wronged..."

Hong Xiru sneered, "Whether it is unfair or not depends on whether you have a conscience."

As he said this, he winked at Hong Shui.

Flood high-fived twice.

The bailiffs of Jingzhao Prefecture appeared in front of everyone, escorting a middle-aged man wearing a Taoist robe and with an obscene appearance.

Behind the middle-aged man, there was a timid old woman with wounds all over her face.

Su Sui'an, supported by Fu Jingrong's strong hands, lay steadily on Fu Jingrong's back. When she saw the Taoist priest appear, she seemed to have thought of something and whispered in surprise, "My people said they were a step too late before, and were just looking for your help. It turns out that you had already discovered those people..."

Fu Jingrong turned to look at her, his eyebrows curved, and answered in the same low voice, "Cooperation is originally a win-win situation, each party gets what it needs. Miss Su has news, and Fu has people, so the cooperation is seamless."

I don’t know if it was Su Sui’an’s illusion, but she actually felt this person’s current mood and was very happy.

That's right, if this time he can successfully make the Hong Mansion fight with the Changping Marquis Mansion, then when his father comes back...

“They can’t fight.”

At some point, Fu Jingrong's gaze had returned to Fuyao Hall.

As if he had guessed Su Sui'an's thoughts, Fu Jingrong said in a slightly cold voice, "Even if General Su comes back, Luojing is not safe for your family unless the people behind him are removed."

Su Sui'an was about to ask Fu Jingrong if he knew any news when he saw a tall figure walking towards Fuyao Hall.

Her eyes narrowed slowly, and she instantly understood what Fu Jingrong meant by "I can't fight you".

In Fuyao Hall, Hong Xiru wished he could fly to Su Qishun and eat his flesh alive.

He stepped forward and kicked the middle-aged Taoist priest and the old woman who were kneeling in front of him to the ground, pointed at them with his backhand, and looked at them coldly.

"Su Qishun, what did you say when you asked to marry me, the daughter of the Hong family? You said that you wanted to be together for the rest of your life and that you would never treat me, the daughter of the Hong family, unfairly."

"What's the result? You are so unkind and unjust. First, you had an affair with Qin Qing and gave birth to a demon. Then you asked this old man to drug my sister, making her infertile. Then you had the audacity to ask this charlatan to play tricks and trick my sister into helping you raise your daughter who is older than your illegitimate son. That would be fine, but your daughter is still..."

When talking about anger, Hong Xiru's beard even trembled.

"Yumen City..."

"Master Hong, please be patient."

Before Hong Xiru finished speaking, a clear and smiling voice suddenly sounded.

After seeing the appearance of the person coming, everyone present knelt on the ground.

"Meet the Third Prince."

"It seems that the Third Prince is determined to protect Su Qishun."

From being reserved at the beginning to now naturally putting her arms around Fu Jingrong's neck, just the right atmosphere made her forget everything else.

While thinking, Su Sui'an even forgot the name of the person carrying her.

"If the Third Prince wants to protect Su Qishun, then the person behind him is most likely Prince Yun?"

"Prince Yun does not put all his eggs in one basket." Fu Jingrong's voice was neither too light nor too heavy, just loud enough for Su Sui'an to hear.

"It was his position to have Concubine Xian enter the palace, it was also his position to have Su Qishun side with the Third Prince, and it was also his position to be between the Second Prince and the Third Prince..."

"Is it possible that he did this just for his grandson..." Su Sui'an suddenly stopped talking halfway.

Because, if the Sixteenth Prince's fate remained the same, he would not live to see the end of the year...