Favoring the concubine and killing the wife? She divorced the concubine and lived with her concubine

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Let’s talk about some weird ideas that can only be thought of in the office. As a front-line employee, you will only think they are fantasy.

Well, no matter what, I wish you all a good mood. It’s just a novel, so don’t get angry.

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When Su Ze came, Fang Qingqing pulled Liu Hu aside to bandage his wound. Xiaobai handled it very carefully, and Fang Qingqing was anxious.

"He deserves it! Try harder and tighten the grip!"

Liu Hu was sulking, but he didn't say anything back. He grabbed the bandage from Xiao Bai's hand, bit it with one hand, and then tugged at it, randomly wrapping it around his arm a few times.

Xiaobai wanted to intervene but was rejected by him, so he did not force it anymore. He just took a look and went to the last carriage.

"Miss Qing, there are plenty of valuables."

"Hmm..." Fang Qingqing was absent-minded, glancing in the direction of Xiao Lan. Su Ze was squatting in front of her, not knowing what to say.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Lan was helped up by Su Ze. She rested one hand on his arm, lowered her eyes and smiled at something unknown.

Liu Hu glanced at him from a distance and walked away. Fang Qingqing was afraid that he would do something bad, so she ran after him.

"What's wrong? Are you leaving in anger?" Fang Qingqing leaned over to look at him. Liu Hu had a gloomy face, as if he was about to fight with someone, but he was walking towards a deserted place.

"Looking for a horse." Liu Hu said angrily, taking big steps, and Fang Qingqing couldn't keep up at all.

"I just want to ask you if you are stupid. Those people have cheated you so many times, and you still want to be a hero and save the damsel in distress?" Fang Qingqing did not give up and just followed him.

Seeing Liu Hu ignored him, he continued, "Why don't you think about yourself? Your brother doesn't care whether you live or die, so Xiao Zongwen will definitely not care. Don't trust him anymore..."

Liu Hu suddenly stopped and Fang Qingqing braked abruptly, "We..." She didn't forget to finish the rest of her words.

"I am..." Liu Hu looked around, "I don't know what else to do..."

"What method?" Fang Qingqing was puzzled. She walked up to him to see what he was looking at, but she saw nothing.

"I don't know what to do with your wife. Neither pestering nor coaxing works..." Liu Hu was disappointed. He looked at Fang Qingqing with helplessness in his eyes. "Tell me, does she like that Su Ze?"

Fang Qingqing was stunned by what he said, and looked at him with a look of heartbreak. In fact, she didn't expect Su Ze to still be able to move Xiao Lan's heart, but she had to say that apart from his appearance, his personality was still acceptable.

As for Liu Hu… Fang Qingqing now liked Liu Hu. Although his eyebrows and eyes were a little different, he still had a high nose bridge and a sharp jawline. Especially his figure, which she had previously thought was too rugged, now that he was thinner, he looked just right.

But compared to Su Ze, it is indeed much worse.

He was a handsome young man, and Liu Hu was a hunter brought from the mountains.

"Maybe Madam likes a gentler look..." Fang Qingqing said carefully, afraid of hurting Liu Hu's self-esteem.

"Oh……"

In the past, Liu Hu would have said, "What's the point of looking at a man's face?" But now, he knew it was futile to say anything. He couldn't win, but he refused to accept it. He felt sad and depressed, with no place to put his energy.

"Your mouth is bleeding too..." Fang Qingqing handed over a handkerchief, but Liu Hu didn't take it. He wiped it off with the back of his hand.

The pain seemed to recall the beauty that had just happened in the carriage, leaving him with an indescribable bitterness.

"Go back first and come back once you've caught a horse. You can't ride without a saddle."

"Oh..." Fang Qingqing didn't force herself to follow him, thinking it would be better for him to be alone. "Then come back soon. Madam won't blame you."

Liu Hu didn't say anything, but continued to walk forward, staring at the horseshoe prints on the ground.

Fang Qingqing sighed and went back to Xiao Lan.

Now the carriage is missing a horse, and the wheels of the carriage that Jiye and the others were riding in were also damaged by a knife, so it is likely that it will not be able to travel for long.

Su Ze wanted to carry Xiao Lan to Sun Jiye's carriage, but Xiao Lan was reluctant and only climbed up with the help of his hand. She opened the curtain and went inside. Su Ze could hear the child crying loudly in the carriage, and Xiao Lan soothed him gently. Xin'er was still crying inside, looking for Liu Hu. Xiao Lan assured her that Liu Hu would be back soon and went to look for the horses.

It was unknown how long it was before Xiao Lan lifted the curtain and came out. There were two or three masked bodies on the ground outside, and Xiao Lan didn't want the children to see them.

"If it wasn't sent by Xiao Zongwen, who else could it be? Liu Hu?" Su Ze stretched out his hands to Xiao Lan, but Xiao Lan only supported him with one hand and staggered out of the carriage.

She shook her head. Her back and ankle ached. She didn't feel like talking at all. She didn't know what to say or what to answer.

"Either Lin Rui doesn't want you to leave, or there are other reasons." Su Ze supported her and only expressed his thoughts.

Seeing that Xiao Lan just nodded in agreement, he knew that she probably didn't want to talk about this anymore. "Why don't we hurry on our way? It's still dangerous to stay here for a long time. There's one last post station ahead, and we should be able to arrive tonight." Su Ze said softly, reaching out to help Xiao Lan straighten the crooked hairpin in her hair.

Xiao Lan pulled out her hairpin, and her hair was half loose. She inserted her fingers into her hair and felt a sticky feeling on her fingertips.

Spreading out her fingers, she saw bright red blood on her fingertips. Although it wasn't much, it still hurt. She was distraught and limped back to her carriage, holding onto Su Ze's arm. Xiao Lan pulled out all her hairpins as she got in the carriage, her black hair falling like a waterfall. She stared at the hairpins in her hand, lost in thought, not knowing what she was thinking.

Su Ze followed him onto the carriage and saw Xiao Lan, her dark hair loose, her eyes covered, her head bowed, and she remained silent. Honestly, it wasn't a pretty sight, but Su Ze felt only distressed. He had been incredibly anxious in the woods earlier, but he also knew he wasn't good at close combat, and coming here was just to cause trouble.

"I'm fine." Xiao Lan suddenly spoke lightly.

She was fine, but she felt that life was too difficult to endure. However, she wanted to go to the capital to collect a debt, and she had already expected that she might encounter some trouble there, but she didn't expect that even the road here would be unsafe.

She had thought that leaving South City would allow her to temporarily forget everything, to relax. But it turned out she couldn't escape or avoid anything. Trouble followed one after another. She couldn't figure it out, couldn't understand it, and even considered taking a handful of pills to put it all behind her. Even if she dreamed, she'd only have sweet dreams for a few days.

Su Ze helped Xiao Lan turn sideways, ran his fingers through her hair, and said softly, "Let me help you with this..."

Xiao Lan nodded and let his fingers shuttle through her hair. Occasionally, his fingers would get tangled in her hair, and she would frown in pain but remain silent.

"Just tell me if it hurts..." Su Ze lowered his eyelashes and looked at the hair of Xiao Lan that had just been pulled out in his hand, some of which was still stained with blood, and asked in a hoarse voice.

"It doesn't hurt." Xiao Lan's voice was so soft, as if she was humming.

But how can it not hurt? My scalp hurts too. I don’t know if my back is broken or if the bones are fractured. It hurts whenever I move. Not to mention my ankles, they hurt as they swell up.

Su Ze sighed, stood up, turned around, and sat down in front of Xiao Lan. He reached out to cup her face, but Xiao Lan buried her face in her palms, unwilling to look up. Su Ze felt her trembling slightly, and the wetness of his palms burned his heart.

He wanted to comfort her, but he didn't know what to say. It seemed like he had thought of something to say, but he couldn't open his mouth.

While hesitating, a voice came from outside the curtain.

"Sister Xiao, are you okay? I have some hot tea."