My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row
Chapter 527 Consider this my farewell to you today!
The blood drained from the master's face in an instant. His face turned pale, and he pointed at Fu Zhiming with trembling fingers: "You, you..."
Fu Zhiming smiled even more proudly. "Those letters are my tokens of allegiance to the Third Prince and Grand Empress Deqing. If it weren't for these letters from the Ningping Marquis, how could I possibly work for the Third Prince and Grand Empress Deqing? After all, who would give me face? Isn't it all because of you?"
"Those people below are recognizing the post from Ning Pinghou—"
"Pa——" A loud slap landed on Fu Zhiming's face.
Fu Zhiming was already weak, and the slap from the master sent him falling to the ground.
But he didn't care. He got up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his hand.
The smile was filled with obvious malice: "Are you so anxious?"
The eldest master looked at Fu Zhiming in disbelief: "Over the years, I have been kind to you and your son, right? Tell me honestly, I have treated you better than your elder brother. I have given you everything I could! I have also secretly given you things I couldn't! Is this how you repay me?"
Fu Zhiming burst into laughter. "What did you give me? A few shops secretly opened? Or a few banknotes? But compared to the title of a marquis, that's nothing. You always say that I'm your favorite son, but you gave the title to your eldest son. Do you think you're treating me well and loving me the most?"
The eldest master tried hard to suppress the urge to slap him again: "Your eldest brother is the legitimate heir and the eldest son. This title belongs to your eldest brother according to the ancestral family rules and the court laws! Even if I am partial to you, I can't go against the ancestral family rules and the court laws, right?"
Fu Zhiming sneered, "If you really loved me, you should have planned for me earlier! The eldest son hasn't had a son in all these years, and I have two sons. Why didn't you find a way to inherit the title a few years ago? At the very least, you should have found a way to have him adopted by Brother Lun."
"But what about you? You only talk about making me and my aunt happy, but you don't do anything practical! What can I do? Since I can't rely on you, I can only rely on myself!"
"If a man doesn't work for himself, he will be punished by heaven and earth! Don't feel wronged. We are just taking our time. You've sown the seeds, and you're reaping the fruits of your labor today!"
The master looked at Fu Zhiming like this, feeling extremely sad and heartbroken. "You, don't you care about family affection at all? Do you really have to drag down hundreds of people in the Marquis' Mansion with you?"
Fu Zhiming chuckled, "That's not up to me! I know the old marquis is a capable man. Let him think of some way, beg people, threaten people, whatever, he has to get me out!"
"Otherwise, all of you in the Marquis' Mansion will die with me! I'm not afraid. Even though that bitch Zhao stabbed me in the back, as you said, she divorced me and saved Brother Lun, so I won't be without an heir anyway."
"But it may not be the case with my eldest brother! You have to think it through--"
Fu Zhiming did not hide his malicious intentions at all.
The master was trembling all over, as if only today he could truly see the true face of his beloved son.
But he seemed unable to accept it, and murmured: "Why, how could you do this? You are not my Ming Ge'er, are you possessed by evil spirits?"
Fu Zhiming tried to stand up, but his legs went weak and he fell to the ground again.
He didn't take it seriously, thinking it was because of the torture he had suffered in the past few days.
He held on to the wall and managed to keep his balance.
I opened my mouth to speak, but my throat started to feel numb and itchy. "I, I... it's just... I..."
After I managed to say a few words with a hoarse voice, my throat became more and more uncomfortable. Every time I said a word, it felt like my throat was being cut by a knife.
Moreover, his legs, feet and hands were so weak that he could not support his body. He slid down the wall and sat down on the ground.
Fu Zhiming quickly realized something.
He looked at the master with horror and hatred: "You, you poisoned my food?"
The master stepped back a few steps and waved his hands quickly: "No, how could I poison your food? These were all prepared by your aunt——"
Before he could finish his words, he suddenly remembered what the old marquis said that day and his meaningful look.
The eldest master immediately realized that this might be the old marquis's back-up plan.
He also fulfilled his promise to himself and saved Fu Zhiming's life.
Thinking of this, the master's face became even uglier.
Fu Zhiming saw this and thought of this, and his face turned pale. Only then did he remember the old marquis's methods and ruthlessness.
The arrogance just now disappeared instantly. With the last bit of strength, he rushed to the master and grabbed the corner of his robe: "Save me, save me, Dad, I was wrong. Save me, save me——"
The master stood there in a daze for a long time, letting Fu Zhiming grab his robe and beg.
Then he squatted down and helped Fu Zhiming, who had no strength left, to sit up.
Fu Zhiming wanted to struggle, but unfortunately he had no strength left in his body. The master helped him sit against the wall.
The master stared straight at Fu Zhiming, with many emotions surging in his eyes, too many and too complicated to distinguish.
But under the gaze of the master, Fu Zhiming didn't know why, but his heart suddenly lost control and fell straight down.
"Ming'er, look, you said you were my retribution, and now your retribution has come! We are father and son, and I thought I loved you, but you felt that I had wronged you! In the end, we, father and son, ended up like this. This is really retribution, retribution—"
Fu Zhiming tried desperately to shake his head, but only slightly. He was so anxious that tears rolled down his cheeks. He looked at the master pleadingly.
The eldest master slowly stood up and said, "Ming'er, as of today, the relationship between you and me as father and son has come to an end. If I had known this would happen, I might not have asked your aunt to keep you."
"Just stay in jail and be well. Today is my farewell to you!"
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the cell door.
Fu Zhiming fell to the ground, struggling to crawl over, his body twisted like a maggot on the ground.
Because of his anxiety, he could only make hoarse sounds in his throat, which made him even more desperate.
At this moment, Fu Zhiming regretted it deeply. He shouldn't have threatened the Marquis' Mansion so brazenly. He regretted it! He really regretted it!
The master's eyes were red, but his steps were firm. He did not even look back at Fu Zhiming who was lying on the ground.
Instead, he knocked on the prison door.
Soon, a figure stepped out from the shadows: "Is that all?"
The master nodded and said, "Please open the door. I'll leave now—"
The figure didn't move, only smiled and said, "It's not even an hour yet, why don't you chat for a while. I'll come back when the hour is up."
The master looked impatient: "No, open the door——"
The figure turned around and left.
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