I was divorced because I got pregnant during the lean years, so I went back to my parents’ home and

Fu Jichang stood up quickly, picked up the sword on the table, and drew it out of the scabbard with a swish.

Bao Qian was so frightened that she screamed "Ah!"

She staggered and leaned against the door behind her. The door slammed shut and she sat on the ground with a pale face and limp body.

"Brother Chang..."

She shuddered and cried out.

Only then did Fu Jichang see clearly that the person sitting on the ground was Murong Baoqian.

His face was as cold as ice: "Who let you in? What are you doing here?"

The voice was cold and heartless, causing Bao Qian to shudder again.

"I, I..." Bao Qian stared at the disheveled man with a pair of frightened eyes.

The bare chest below the neck rose and fell violently...

She couldn't help but scream again, so she raised her hand to cover her mouth.

If others saw her like this, she would lose her reputation. Although she admired Fu Jichang, she didn't want to be stigmatized.

Fu Jichang looked down at himself, threw the sword on the table, turned his back, and buttoned his clothes haphazardly.

"Why don't you leave quickly..." Fu Jichang suppressed his anger.

"I, I, Brother Chang, I didn't mean to break in..." She wanted to argue a little more when she heard a knock on the door.

"Girl, are you okay?"

The old lady shouted anxiously.

Bao Qian's legs were still weak and she barely managed to stand up by holding onto the wall.

His body left the door, and it was pushed open all of a sudden, letting out a smell of alcohol.

The old lady screamed: "Girl..."

"You, who are you? What did you do to our girl..." The little maid blushed with shame as she questioned the man with his back turned.

The old lady rushed over and grabbed the man who was frantically buttoning his shirt.

"Beat you to death, you scoundrel..."

Fu Jichang turned his head away angrily and pushed the old lady away.

The little maid took one look at the man with his collar wide open and reeking of alcohol, and her face turned even redder.

"It's not him, Mammy... don't say anything..."

Bao Qian blushed and called the old nanny, "There are so many people in the guest room of Taoran Ju. If someone sees them, how can we go out in the future?"

The old nanny seemed to realize that something was wrong. She jumped up, helped Bao Qian up from the ground, and checked her carefully. Seeing that her clothes were intact, she felt a little relieved.

Two people helped Bao Qian out of the private room.

Fu Jichang was so angry that he was about to smoke. What happened?

Where did she come from?

"Manager Qin!" He slammed his fist on the table and shouted.

Steward Qin came in trotting, holding his robe.

"Can anyone come into my room? What are you doing as a manager? If you can't do anything, just pack up and leave..."

All the blood in Fu Jichang's body rushed to his head, causing him to have a splitting headache. He cursed without restraint.

Manager Qin lowered his head and said nothing.

Master, have you drunk too much?

He had followed Fu Jichang for so many years and rarely saw his master drunk, and had never seen his master so angry.

Who on earth had entered his room just now?

Manager Qin's heart was in turmoil. He glanced at the smashed table out of the corner of his eye and didn't dare to ask a single question.

"Everyone in Taoranju will be fined one month's wages, and you will be fined two months. In addition, everyone else must recite the Taoranju Rules. Anyone who fails to recite them will be fired!"

A quarter of an hour later, Fu Jichang calmed down, said something and left.

The wind outside was extremely hot. He mounted Ma Debiao, squeezed the donkey's belly, pulled the reins and galloped away.

Ma Debiao was keenly aware of his master's anger.

Angry at the master's anger!

It stared with its big donkey eyes, glared at the front, and ran with all its strength at lightning speed.

After running wildly around Anzhou City, Fu Jichang's anger did not diminish at all, but he didn't know where to go, so he just let Ma Debiao run wildly.

Ma Debiao: Where should I go?

It suddenly thought of something, tilted its neck, and headed towards Mingyi Lane.

When Fu Jichang came to his senses, he had already entered the alley. He pulled Ma Debiao's reins.

He didn't want to come back.

He didn't want the person he cared about most to feel his bad mood.

Ma Debiao didn't care about that and walked in with his neck stiffened.

Guoguo and Zheng are playing hide-and-seek at the door.

Guoguo covered his eyes and lay on the wooden door, shouting in a baby voice: "Are you done?"

A righteous voice came from the yard.

"All right!"

Guoguo was about to run to the yard excitedly, but when she turned around she saw Fu Jichang riding Ma Debiao towards her. She put her little finger to her lips, made a "hush!" gesture, and ran away on her short legs.

Fu Jichang's heart softened, and most of his grievances and anger dissipated.

He got off Ma Debiao, tied him up, and went straight to his own yard.

Behind me I could hear children laughing.

This was his first time back to Mingyi Lane, and he did not go to see his children.

Mrs. Lin saw Fu Jichang passing by the door in the yard with a stern face, and wondered: What's going on?

That face is longer than Ma Debiao's.

Every time I came back, I would come over to play with the children first.

The recent refugee situation is really upsetting, right?

Alas! Being an official is not easy!

Fu Jichang went to the study, closed the door, and lay on his back on the couch.

The alcohol had completely worn off.

He somewhat regretted drinking and decided not to drink again.

Just now he almost killed Murong Baoqian by accident, and the thought of it makes him scared.

Alcohol is really not a good thing.

He felt disgusted when he thought of Murong Baoqian.

How come she became like this when she grew up, since she was such a pure girl when she was young?

A few days ago, he received an invitation from Lord Song Lu.

It was said that the reclamation of the West Mountain had begun to show success, and they wanted to hold a celebration banquet for him.

snort!

He hates flashy things the most.

He threw the invitation away.

He had never had any contact with Song Lu before, and he suddenly became so enthusiastic. Was there something wrong?

The fact that the Murong family was able to enter the Salt and Iron Bureau and take on the task of transporting official salt was not unrelated to Song Lu.

The Murong family is a prominent family in the local area and can be said to be the richest family.

It also gave Song Lu a lot of benefits.

Song Lu's brother-in-law is Lei Qi, and Lei Qi's wife is the daughter of the Murong family.

By this calculation, Song Lu and the Murong family are still relatives.

Song Lu wouldn't be looking for me because of Murong family matters, right?

He drank some wine and his head hurts!

Lying on the couch, drowsy.

There was a rustling sound at the door and he thought it was Curly coming over.

Continue to close your eyes and relax.

The door was gently pushed open, and a small head squeezed in from the gap, looking left and right inside the room.

Seeing Fu Jichang lying on the couch, she smiled gently and tiptoed into the room.

"Little Curly, get out and stop making trouble!"

Fu Jichang said with his eyes closed.

Guoguo covered her mouth and continued walking inside.

Fu Jichang opened his eyes and saw a little kid with big round eyes smiling at him.

Fu Jichang got up with a tumble, and his mouth suddenly curved...