The Legend of the Concubine in the Harem

Zeng Suqiu, who had clung to a ray of hope in her helpless despair, was calmly taken away by Zeng Fu who had come to look for her.

The distance between the county town and Linjiazhuang was not too far. Lin Qiao wanted to give her some self-defense items, but unfortunately the time was too short. He only had time to give her the remaining knockout drugs on his body and a small awl that looked like a silver hairpin.

After sending the people away, Lin Qiao decided to advance his plan to go to Beijing.

She is now a juren and has some connections among scholars. However, because Lin Qiao is too young, some prominent people want to take her as their disciple and marry their daughters to her. In order to avoid exposing her identity, Lin Qiao can only use the relationship with her deceased aunt and decline these people's attempts to win her over.

However, even though she rejected the olive branch they extended, Lin Qiao did not make the relationship awkward. Instead, she handled it very smoothly. After those people who were rejected by her went back, they not only did not blame her for it, but they valued her even more and made it a priority to make friends with her.

After Lin Qiao told her father that she was going to Beijing ahead of schedule, she began to write letters to her acquaintances. She didn't know what the character of the empress in Beijing, who was somewhat of a relative of hers, was like, but judging from her frequent meddling in government affairs, she was not a woman willing to preside over the "big picture" in the harem. And judging from the few government orders she had interfered in...

Holding the brush, hang the tip filled with ink above the inkstone, letting the ink drop to create ripples.

Lin Qiao sorted out the fragments of impressions about Xie Yuzhen that she had indirectly found out from those decrees, and pieced them together to conclude that this lady was probably not someone who could be easily fooled, but fortunately she was not the kind of person who only knew how to abuse power and do whatever she wanted. Although the traces she left in the decrees seemed a little immature at the beginning, she has become more sophisticated and proficient as time passed. When the decrees were passed, the people's livelihood was safe, and that was enough.

Lin Qiao wrote neatly in ink on the rice paper, as if they were printed on a woodblock, and began to write letters to various places.

Outside the area of ​​Linjiazhuang, a horse-drawn carriage rolled silently on the official road, leaving two white ruts.

Zeng Fu looked at Zeng Suqiu with a face full of resentment: "What on earth are you thinking about? When you came out, your parents clearly told you to take good care of yourself, especially to take good care of the baby in your belly. They also specially asked me to come and accompany you. You are running around like this, and you don't even think about how much blame I will get if the baby runs away. How can you be a sister? You don't sympathize with me at all."

Before traveling through time, Zeng Fu, like Fu Qingsu, was also the only child in the family.

But he had always envied other boys who had older sisters since he was a child, and often thought that it would be great if he could have an older sister or a younger sister. They were real family members, unlike those women outside who would deliberately cheat men of their money. They were real blood relatives who would truly sacrifice for their family.

As long as we can have one, then my parents and I won't have to worry so much about the betrothal money...

Zeng Fu narrowed his eyes and looked at Zeng Suqiu unkindly - he did have an elder sister now, but this sister was worse than not having her. She was a love-brained wife who only knew how to throw herself at men and bring trouble to her family.

But now Doctor Zeng is planning to use his daughter and grandson to exchange for benefits from the Marquis of Anguo's Mansion, and is unwilling to let Zeng Suqiu get into an accident easily. What should he do to get rid of this burden reasonably and without arousing suspicion... Zeng Fu rarely used his brain to think. Both he and his original self were uneducated and the servants around them only knew how to flatter. Perhaps Doctor Zeng was actually very clear that his son could not be helped at all, so this time he asked her and her brother to return home, and specially sent a few of his own people to watch over them.

However, when these people saw that they had arrived safely in the ancestral land, they inevitably relaxed their vigilance, which allowed Zeng Suqiu to escape. But after this incident, they dared not be careless again, so if they wanted to continue to create loopholes for Zeng Suqiu to escape, it would become more difficult.

Zeng Fu tried hard to think if there was anything that could cause Zeng Suqiu to have a miscarriage. After much thought, he could only think of musk. Musk, as a precious spice, was not easy to come by in ordinary families. But Zeng Fu happened to have a father who worked in the Ministry of Revenue...

After being scolded by her "brother", Zeng Suqiu pinched the thin but sharp and strong silver hairpin in her sleeve and quietly put it into the small pocket closest to her body. She lowered her head and acted docile as usual, but this time she felt less depressed and helpless...

The carriage was shaking, and Zeng Suqiu inadvertently felt sleepy and closed her eyes, and the other soul living in her body also opened her eyes again.

Fu Qingsu still felt a headache. She looked at the unfamiliar scenery and the strange man beside her and screamed, "Who are you? Where am I?!"

Zeng Fu took a look and knew that it was the time-traveling girl who came again.

He was too lazy to explain to Fu Qingsu, and just gave her a cold look: "Behave yourself."

Fu Qingsu looked at him warily: "Are you a kidnapper? I, I am the new wife of Lin Jiazhuang's coroner Lin. Send me back quickly, otherwise..."

"Otherwise?" Zeng Fu sneered, "Otherwise, what can you do to me, a mere coroner?"

He despised the female protagonists who only relied on men when encountering problems, unlike himself, a grown man. If he met those women who only knew how to fight and frame others, he would just go up to them and slap them in the face to see if she dared to say anything more!

Zeng Fu thought about it and suddenly realized something was wrong: "Do you remember what happened before you fainted?"

Fu Qingsu looked at him: "Of course I remember!"

Although Lin Qiao was very powerful in history, when Fu Qingsu really faced the first female minister in history, he found himself under a lot of pressure.

I almost burst into tears.

Zeng Fu looked thoughtful, and Fu Qingsu also felt that he was not normal: "Why are you asking this?"

The dull pain in her head and the dull feeling of being blocked by some strange thing gradually dissipated. Fu Qingsu felt a chill between her eyebrows and her mind flashed several images of the man in front of her. She covered her mouth and widened her eyes: "You! I have been through it a long time ago! You are also a crossover!!!"

Zeng Fu, who had deliberately exposed his identity to tease Fu Qingsu by "recognizing his relatives" because Fu Qingsu would lose her memory every time she switched with Zeng Suqiu, felt guilty for a moment: "So what? I tell you, since you have traveled through time, you must abide by the rules of this era and listen to me. Don't always think like in female novels that you can find a powerful and handsome man to pamper you after traveling through time, and fall in love with some powerful prince or noble! Don't be so unrealistic!"

Knowing that the other party was not the original one, Fu Qingsu was not so scared anymore and snorted, "What the hell? Don't touch the two-dimensional world, okay? I've read novels, and I require the men in them to be handsome, considerate, powerful, clean and tail-wagging... Well, what's wrong with you letting me have a taste of brainless love? You don't really think that there can be such a male morality squad leader specially provided for females in reality? Even if there is, as long as I think about him eating, drinking, defecating, urinating and breathing, I will lose all interest and feel sick, okay? Why are you glaring at me? A living ordinary man is inferior, humph!"