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Bai Luoxue shook her head, "We just came here to take shelter from the rain and rest."

"Once you enter the rich mansion, don't talk too much." Wu Chao put his hands behind his back and walked forward. They looked back and saw that the door of the mansion was closed.

The servants were guarding the place and we couldn't get out at all.

At the entrance of the alley, Ji Xiuwei closed his eyes and sighed heavily, "Once you go in, you can't get out. Why don't you dare to tell the truth?"

Someone lowered their head and refuted.

"What's the use of saying it? Ji Xiuwei, it's already difficult for us to survive. Forget about your daughter and go back to live a good life. Otherwise, you won't even be able to protect your wife."

Ji Xiuwei clenched his fists and said, "My wife has been driven crazy."

He looked up at the wealthy family and vowed to rescue his daughter. Even if she didn't come out... he would kill Fu Cheng!

It took a while to reach the main courtyard.

Three women in patched clothes looked out of place here.

A dazzlingly dressed woman walked out of the bedroom. She was about to leave, but when she saw the three people, she pursed her lips and said unhappily, "Get lost, get lost, where did these beggars come from?"

Wu Chao stepped forward and said, "Madam Qu, this is our distinguished guest."

Qu Zhou sneered, looked around at the three people, and said sneerly: "How can you be a distinguished guest in a wealthy mansion when you are dressed like this? Wu Chao, you are taking the master's money and starting to slack off!"

"Oh, you scared me. These three people are just not dressed well. Actually, they are very beautiful." Wu Chao straightened up and looked at her with a smile.

He is not afraid of her.

Even the concubine in the mansion was found by him.

Qu Zhou was smart and knew to obey the master, but he knew all her little actions in private. He was afraid of her whispers, and she was afraid that he would complain.

No one is afraid of anyone before they become enemies.

Qu Zhou pursed his lips and said, "Wu Chao, let them go. If they take away my favor and I fall out of favor, you will have nothing to rely on in the mansion."

Wu Chao chuckled.

"Mrs. Qu, if I don't have you, I still have someone else. The master must have me, not you."

Qu Zhou believed this.

There were simply too many women in the mansion, and fortunately she was obedient and seductive, otherwise she would have died long ago.

She looked at the three people. Forget it. It seemed that they were not forced. There was a price to pay for loving money. "It's really boring." She twisted her waist and left.

Soon, Fu Cheng opened the door and walked out, listening to the housekeeper's words, but his eyes kept wandering between the two people in front of him. The one next to him was not bad, but too cold.

"Since you are here to avoid the rain, please come in."

Jiusu was puzzled: "You asked someone to take shelter from the rain, but why did you ask them to stay in the bedroom? The Fu Mansion is so big, is there no other place?"

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Fu Cheng's eyes, and he had no choice but to step out of the house and laugh dryly.

"Yes, excuse me, please follow me to the front hall."

For some reason, when facing the woman in dark blue coarse cloth, his usual methods were useless. She exuded an inexplicable aura of oppression.

The heavier the rain got, the greater Fu Cheng's inner desire became.

Standing at the front hall door, he asked, "Wu Chao, who are they?"

Wu Chao whispered, "I heard she was a girl from a wealthy family, but her family fell into poverty. She happened to pass by Fujia Village and spent a tael of silver to seek refuge in Fujia Village."

"The most beautiful one is called Jiang Su."

"Su?" Fu Cheng's eyes slowly turned. "Why is it the same as the handwriting of the current Prime Minister's wife?"

Wu Chao scratched his head. "Impossible?"

Fu Cheng was cautious. He sat in the main seat and talked a lot about the prime minister and his wife, but the three of them were unmoved. He took a sip of tea.

He turned and tried.

"Your handwriting is the same, so you are the Prime Minister's wife, aren't you?"

Jiusu nodded seriously: "Yes, I am."

Fu Cheng's face changed drastically.

Jiusu patted the small wooden table between the wooden chairs and smiled.

Bai Luoxue burst into laughter: "That's so funny."

"If I were the prime minister's wife, would I come to this poor village? Wouldn't it be better to enjoy the comforts of Shengjing?" Jiusu laughed so hard that she wiped her tears with her sleeve. "Wouldn't that be stupid?"

Bai Luoxue didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and agreed: "Yes, yes."

When people get angry, they even curse themselves.

Fu Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, watching the three of them drinking precious tea and taking advantage of the little benefits, and gradually believed that they were not from Shengjing.

He shook his head.

You are really worrying about nothing.

"It's raining so hard that it's hard to get back to the village. How about we sleep in the mansion tonight?"

Jiusu said: "This is not good, my family is still waiting at home."

Fu Cheng tried to persuade them to stay, saying, "What's so good about the village? It's dirty and tiring. Why don't you stay here? I won't treat you unfairly."

He stood at the door, his huge shadow looming over the three of them.

Jiusu's heart tightened. Pingping was also scared at that time, right? She chuckled and said, "Then let's go back and get our family?"

Seeing that she was unmoved, Fu Cheng stroked his beard and spoke bluntly.

"I only like women, why do I need men? Stay in the mansion and be my concubine. I promise to make sure you have everything you need."

He rubbed his hands and walked towards Jiusu with deep affection and obscenity.

"Ah! My waist!"

The fat pig fell flat on his back.

Zhongqin picked up the beads on the ground calmly.

Wu Chao heard the sound and ran in. Fu Cheng pressed his entire body on him, "Master, are you okay?"

"It hurts so much." Hot sweat broke out on Fu Cheng's forehead. He closed his eyes tightly and couldn't say anything else. The pain in his waist made him unable to move.

Jiusu looked him up and down and murmured.

"The forehead is pale, the neck is red, and the place where he fell... These symptoms seem to be similar to a servant in the mansion before. Alas, it's a pity that he died within a few days because he didn't get treatment in time."

Dead? Fu Cheng's eyes widened: "Isn't it just a broken waist? How could he die?"

Jiusu blinked: "If you don't believe me, just try it. Hey, I still have a way to save his life. Forget it, Master Fu is blessed with a long life, he will definitely be able to recover on his own."

Fu Cheng hesitated. If he tried, he would die. His scalp tightened. "Do you know how to cure it?"

【Silver Leaf-5】

Jiusu said, "My ancestors sold plasters and had a unique way to treat back pain. However, I was in a hurry to leave, so I only brought one plaster."

She pretended to take out the plaster from her sleeve.

Fu Cheng shouted, "Wu Chao, hurry up and stick it on me! If anything happens to me, these three women will beat me to death with sticks!"

The plaster feels cool when applied to the waist.

After a while, Wu Chao asked, "Master, are you feeling better?"

"Hmm..." Fu Cheng felt it for a moment, "It seems to be getting better."

Wu Chao helped the master to sit on the chair.

Jiusu said, "The effect of the medicine can only last for ten hours. Once it wears off, the pain will get worse. I'll need to use the plaster for at least a month."

Wu Chao took out the silver and said, "Let's buy it."

"But I didn't bring that much plaster." Jiusu stared at the silver with a greedy look in his eyes, "and I don't want to come here again."

Wu Chao said, "I'll go with you. If you survive, I'll send my servants with you."

Jiusu declined: "I don't believe you."