Mrs. Shizi, she has excellent acting skills

Chapter 239 239 Decision
Master Fu managed to hold his temper, stared at Fu Zhao and drank a sip of tea, then asked impatiently: "Zhao Zhao, what do you think should be done! This pure heart, I didn't expect her to be so courageous! She has ten How many lives!"

Fu Zhao explained patiently, "People don't die by her hands."

At best, Fu Qingxin was playing the role of a bustard, not mad enough to kill someone.

Master Fu sighed, "She didn't kill the person, but she took care of the corpse! And that one is... When something happens, it will definitely be pushed to the Fu family."

Master Fu said disheartenedly: "Our Fu family is about to be wiped out!"

In just one night, he had aged ten years, with a few gray hairs on his temples.

In the dream, all the ancestors were accusing him, scolding him, he is a waste who can't protect the family!

Following Master Fu's wailing, Fu Shaonian and Cong's also became desperate.

Cong's eyes were red, and he tried not to cry.

Fu Zhao said softly: "Things are not so bad, at least those things that were done purely haven't caused trouble yet, have they?"

Fu Shaonian said in a deep voice: "Sooner or later, people will find out. Didn't my father and I just see it with our own eyes? They are little girls from every family, and they can't do things without leaving a clue."

Fu Zhao lowered his eyes, covering the emotions in his eyes, and said in a soft voice that could be dissipated by the wind, "In that case, let's pull out all the cancerous tumors before the incident happens. What can be found on a dead person?" ?”

And when the time comes, Prince Gong will definitely launch another scapegoat in order to protect himself, so as to clean himself up.

Master Fu and the three were stunned for a long time before they realized that Fu Zhao meant to silence them!

Fu Shaonian and Cong did not show any objection.

The husband and wife talked about it last night, as long as they can take good care of their children, they are willing no matter what the price is.

And this time, it was Fu Qingxin who deserved what he deserved, and took it upon himself!
Master Fu hesitated, unable to make a decision for a long time.

Although the method Fu Zhao said was the most straightforward and best method, he really couldn't make a decision.

He watched Fu Qingxin grow up. She has been raised by his side for more than ten years. She is well-behaved and sensible on weekdays. How could he just give up?

Master Fu closed his eyes in pain, and said with trembling lips, "Wait, wait a little longer."

Fu Zhao seemed to have expected Master Fu's answer a long time ago, so there was no surprise.

Fu Shaonian asked: "Father, what else are you waiting for? Waiting for Jin Yiwei to raid the house?"

Master Fu grimaced in pain, then thought of something, and hurriedly said: "Qingxin's marriage is also in sight, marry her far away, and let her never return to the capital for the rest of her life, there must be nothing wrong .”

Fu Zhao smiled silently, but the smile was a little cold.

Fu Shaonian and Cong looked at each other, the husband and wife exchanged a look, and looked at Fu Zhao questioningly.

Now that Fu Zhao's ideas are getting bigger and bigger, Fu Shaonian and Cong can no longer treat Fu Zhao as a child.

Fu Zhao said softly and well-behaved: "I listen to my father."

Just as meek and sensible as when he was still in the boudoir.

Master Fu stroked his beard in satisfaction, and finally felt better.

He glanced at Fu Zhao appreciatively, at least he still raised an excellent daughter.

Fu Zhao didn't stay in the Hou Mansion for long, and he was about to leave and go back.

Cong personally sent Fu Zhao to the side of the carriage.

Mrs. Cong pulled Fu Zhao a little further away, and said in a low voice, "I'm really uncomfortable. I'm always afraid that Jin Yiwei will raid the house. Your nephew and niece are still immature, so they will definitely be frightened."

Because of worrying about these things, Cong didn't close his eyes almost all night, and he was quite haggard.

Fu Zhao held Cong's hand tightly, his eyes serious, "That's what I'm worried about, Qingxin is ruthless, even if she is married away from a distance, according to her ambition, she can't give up. "

Cong's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and she hurriedly grabbed Fu Zhao's hand, "Then what should I do?"

"Don't worry, sister-in-law, father will make a decision." After Fu Zhao finished speaking, he went to the carriage.

Her autumn-colored skirt was unstained, Cong stared blankly at her skirt, thinking about her words.

After watching the carriage of Hou Mansion leave, Cong turned around and entered Fu's house, the first thing she did was to find Fu Qingxin.

There were several locks hanging on the door of Fu Qingxin's boudoir, even if it was a prisoner, they were not so cautious.

Cong stood at the door and asked the woman who was guarding the door, "Has anyone been here?"

The old woman replied truthfully: "Aunt Kang has come here twice to deliver clothes and food to the old slave. The old slave sent them in, but Aunt Kang did not go in."

Mrs. Cong nodded in satisfaction, stuffed a purse into the old woman's hand, and said in a low voice, "Keep it safe, your kindness is indispensable. You go and have some tea first, and no one is allowed to come without my order."

The mother-in-law went out happily.

Through the door, Cong called Qingxin a few times, and when she was about to call for the third time, Fu Qingxin's voice sounded from the door.

Fu Qing said in a strange way: "Why, you just killed Zhuang Yue, now you are coming to kill me?"

Cong said angrily: "Don't you know where you went wrong?"

Fu Qingxin snorted, "What's wrong with me? I just want to make my life better."

Cong was so angry that her hands were shaking, it seemed that she knew Fu Qingxin for the first time.

How did such a cruel Fu Qingxin pretend to be a weak little white rabbit?
Fortunately, she still devoted her heart and soul to Fu Qingxin. She always felt that Fu Qingxin was a concubine, and she was afraid that someone would disrespect Fu Qingxin because of it.

Cong couldn't help asking: "For your own better life, can you treat the lives of those dozen people as life?"

Through the door, Cong seemed to have heard Fu Qingxin's laughter.

She shuddered, Fu Qingxin could still laugh at this time?
"They didn't die in vain. Because of their death, their families will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of their lives. They deserved to die!"

Although only Fu Qingxin's voice was heard, Cong could imagine Fu Qingxin's delicate and savage demeanor.

Cong cursed inwardly, and left quickly.

Fu Qingxin's disregard for human life really frightened Cong.

Maybe in Fu Qingxin's heart, their lives can also be measured by money.

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Siqi came back from the kitchen, the suitcase in his hand contained freshly baked dim sum, which was emitting an aroma.

Since Fu's family came back, Fu Zhao didn't eat lunch or dinner.

Now that it was getting dark, Siqi was afraid that Fu Zhao would starve, so he went to the kitchen to get some snacks.

Walking to the door, a little girl opened the curtain to let Siqi in.

Siqi first asked the little girl, "Is Madam feeling better?"

The little girl shook her head.

(End of this chapter)