Report to the Marquis! The Madam went to the military camp to flirt with men again

Fu Junyan kicked the stool hard, making a shocking noise that frightened the people outside the door.

His face was ferocious with hatred. He clenched his fists tightly, his fingertips turned white, his eyes glared fiercely, and stabbed at Fu Lifeng with a sword.

Fu Lifeng groaned, his face turned pale as paper, blood oozed from his chest, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Fu Junyan wished he could kill him with one sword. He twisted his wrist and the sword, causing Fu Lifeng to grit his teeth in pain.

After a long time, Fu Junyan pulled out the sword fiercely, and blood splattered all over the ground.

He threw the sword to the ground and punched the table. A red blood mark instantly appeared on the table.

Fu Lifeng suddenly stood up and picked up the sword on the ground.

Fu Junyan stood in front of Old Madam Fu with a red face, staring at him fiercely.

Madam Fu couldn't stop crying and turned away: "Go away. From now on, you have nothing to do with our Fu family."

Fu Lifeng looked at her deeply, then turned around and walked towards the door with his sword in hand.

Seeing him holding a sword and looking very sad, the waiting officers and soldiers immediately drew their swords and stood ready for battle.

The tea supervisor had a stern look on his face and asked sternly, "Fu Lifeng! What are you doing?"

"Everything I did was due to my jealousy of Fu Junyan! Everything was done by me alone and has nothing to do with others!"

"The emperor will make the final decision on right and wrong. Come! Arrest him!"

Fu Lifeng sneered and slashed his neck with the sword.

Blood spurted out, staining the face of the soldier who came forward to arrest the man.

He fell straight to the ground, and Madam Fu cried out in pain, "Feng'er!"

Even if they were enemies of the Fu family, she was the one who brought them up!

Fu Junyan walked forward and was stunned when he looked at his lifeless face.

He saw a green star slipping from Fu Lifeng's limp palm and rolling out along the stairs.

It was just like when he was a kid, chasing his little boy in the yard, and the little guy accidentally rolled down the stairs.

He stood up with his help, smiling: "Brother, thank you. Will you protect me like this in the future?"

"Of course! You are my brother after all!"

His heart trembled slightly. Fu Junyan clenched his fists and stared at him blankly.

"Master Fu!" The tea judge interrupted his thoughts, "Although the prisoner has committed suicide, I still have to take the body back to report."

Fu Junyan nodded with a pale face. Old Madam Fu staggered over. Grandma Song hurried forward to support her and leaned against the door frame to watch the soldiers spread a white cloth on Fu Lifeng and carried him away.

Madam Fu was overwhelmed with grief, her body swayed and she almost fell down.

"Madam, let me help you back to your room first." Nanny Song said hurriedly.

"Grandma, please go back to your room. I have things to deal with, so I won't accompany you."

Old Madam Fu nodded, and let Grandma Song help her back.

However, the moonlight was as red as blood, which made people feel cold. It was destined to be a sleepless night.

"Wu Er!"

Wu Er calmed himself and ran over quickly: "Master!"

"What happened tonight must not be spread out at all!"

"Yes! Don't worry, Master. I'll arrange it right away!"

After Fu Junyan arranged the affairs in the mansion, he rushed to the capital overnight.

When the emperor heard that he had been prepared and that the tea that was contaminated by the poison was only cheap old tea, and that Fu Junyan took the initiative to propose that the Fu family pay to prepare twice as much fine tea to atone for his sin, the emperor did not blame him too much.

But Fu Lifeng had finally touched the emperor's bottom line. The emperor ordered that his body could not be buried, nor could a tombstone be erected. Instead, it was thrown into a mass grave to be eaten by wolves and dogs.

When Mrs. Fu heard this, she couldn't help but burst into tears again.

"Ms. Miss!"

"Why are you so flustered?" He Zhilan put down the embroidery in her hand and frowned.

The panic in Xiaoyu's eyes did not diminish, and she lowered her voice: "Miss, the second young master is gone!"

He Zhilan's hands trembled, and he held the embroidery tightly, his fingertips turning white: "What's going on?"

"I heard from the old lady's people that the second young master was caught cheating in the tea-horse business. He was afraid that the court would hold him accountable, so he committed suicide!"

"You're really looking for death!" He Zhilan slammed the table, full of resentment.

"What about the Fu family? Have they been implicated?"

"I don't think so. I heard that the eldest young master went to the capital overnight, and no news has been sent back yet."

He Zhilan patted his chest and nodded with some fear.

"Miss, your belly..."

"We can't keep this child! If he's found out later, he'll be the descendant of a criminal!"

He Zhilan bit her red lips and made up her mind.

I used to have some compassion, but now I can never be soft-hearted and hurt myself.

"Bring the medicine over here!"

Xiaoyu mixed the medicine powder with warm water and brought it over with great trepidation.

He Zhi's blue eyes darkened, he stroked his stomach, and then drank the medicine...

Lin Zhuwei, who was confined to the East Courtyard, had no idea that Fu Lifeng had already died. She only hoped that he could take her away from the evil den of the Fu family.

"Young Madam, please take me with you! I'll be able to take care of you on the road." Abu pleaded in a crying voice.

Lin Zhuwei shook her head: "Abu, you stay and find a way to deliver this letter to Ji Bao, so that my parents won't worry."

Abu took the letter with tears in his eyes: "Young Madam, I have arranged for the guards to guard the backyard. I will take you out."

"Well, let's go."

The master and servant quietly went out the back door. Abu saw Lin Zhuwei getting on the carriage. He shed tears in the night as he watched the carriage disappear.

"Wu Er, pour me another cup of tea!" Fu Junyan called out without even raising his head.

Wu Er rushed in and said, "Master, it's late, why don't you rest first? There will be a new batch of tea arriving tomorrow, aren't you going to inspect it yourself?"

Fu Junyan looked up from the account book and saw that it was already dark: "Well, clean up."

Passing by the door of Lin Zhuwei's room, I could faintly see the candlelight coming from inside.

Fu Junyan paused, slightly stunned, looking a little tired, and asked in a low voice: "How is she doing recently?"

Wu Er was very smart and quickly stepped forward and responded, "Young Madam has not had a good appetite recently, and I heard that she also sleeps very uneasily. She has also lost some weight recently."

"Let's go in and have a look."

"Hey!" Wu Er responded and went forward to knock on the door.

There was a sound of a cup breaking on the ground from the door, followed by Abu's nervous voice: "Who is it?"

"Miss Abu, it's me, Wu Er. Please open the door. The eldest young master is here to see the young mistress."

"Manager Wu, please report to the young master that the young mistress has gone to bed."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was another crackling sound in the room, and A Bu scolded in a panic: "Xiao Nian, why are you so clumsy! Be careful!"

Fu Junyan frowned and was about to leave, but then he changed his mind and glanced at the door.

Wu Er immediately understood: "Miss Abu, you should open the door first, and the young master can go in and take a look before leaving."