She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

The ghost of childbirth was caught, and the mother in the capital was no longer in danger of her life.

Master Zhang's family was relieved and decided to hold a banquet for Fu Jiao to express their gratitude.

Fu Jiao didn't want to make any noise, so she tried to persuade Master Zhang to stop. Master Zhang knew that she didn't want to be exposed, so he agreed: "From now on, Miss Fu's affairs are the affairs of the Grand Master's house. No one can bully you."

Master Zhang's son said with a smile: "Dad, let's not talk about you. With King Guangping and the Crown Prince here, Miss Fu will definitely not encounter any difficulties."

Fu Jiao hurriedly returned to the Yamen to discuss Zhou Fangjun's matter with her brother. She exchanged pleasantries with Taishi Zhang and others and said goodbye in a hurry.

Zhao Hao accompanied her to the Yamen.

Fu Rudi had already heard about this from King Guangping.

"elder brother!"

Fu Jiao quickly ran into the courtyard like a flying butterfly.

We haven't seen each other for three days, which seems like three years. Fu Rudi opened the study door immediately and subconsciously stretched out his arm to welcome her return. However, out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Zhao Hao not far away and forcefully controlled his hand.

"I'm back. Is everything going well?"

"It went very smoothly."

Fu Jiao took out the small bottle with the talisman on it and waved it in front of Fu Rudi's eyes, "Look, the ghost of childbirth has been subdued."

He knew Fu Jiao knew these Taoist arts, but this was the first time Fu Rudi saw her catching ghosts in bottles with her own hands.

There was something new in his mind.

However, Zhao Hao's face looked ordinary, so he must have already experienced Fu Jiao's ability to catch ghosts.

Somehow, the more Fu Rudi looked at Zhao Hao, the more displeased he became, and his heart started to feel sour.

Fu Jiao put the bottle back into her arms and curled her lips: "I thought I was simply doing a favor for King Guangping this time, but I never thought of pulling out the carrot and bringing out the mud. Brother, I plan to ask Yan Ji to go to Zhou Fangjun's house to investigate. Once the evidence is found, he will be captured and interrogated in detail.”

"Yan Ji?"

It was the first time Fu Rudi heard this name.

When he asked, Fu Jiao suddenly remembered that she had never mentioned Yan Ji in front of Fu Rudi. Because Yan Ji is such a powerful ghost, Fu Rudi will doubt whether she is the original owner if he knows that she can subdue Yan Ji.

Now that she had spilled the beans, Fu Jiao was so distraught that she didn't know how to make amends.

After thinking about it, Fu Jiao pointed at Zhao Hao and explained: "Yan Ji is also a ghost, but it was Zhao Hao... who attracted her."

Fu Rudi became more and more confused, "Did the prince attract you?"

"Oh, anyway, Yan Ji loves Zhao Hao and wants to be with him life and death. The two of them are sticky and don't want to be separated..."

Zhao Hao has pointed ears.

Hearing Fu Jiao describe his relationship with Yan Ji in front of Fu Rudi, he immediately lost his temper and shouted angrily: "Ah, yes, yes, Yan Ji and I are inseparable, just like you and Master Fu. , the pot never leaves the lid, and the lid never leaves the pot.”

What is this nonsense!

She and Fu Rudi are brother and sister, not the five-hundred-year sadomasochism between him and Yan Ji!

"Zhao Hao!"

Fu Jiao became angry and turned around to give him a blow in the eyes.

Zhao Hao hurriedly ran away, "I'm going to find my father, see you later!"

Fu Rudi originally looked down upon Zhao Hao, but after hearing his "pot lid" remarks just now, the corners of his mouth could not help but curve slightly, and there was a warm smile in his eyes and eyebrows.

"Have you ever eaten at the Grand Master's Mansion?"

"They wanted to hold a banquet, but I thought it was too extravagant, so I didn't agree."

"Si Nan just gave me a piece of snow pear and white fungus soup. Come and try it."

"Okay!"

Fu Jiao followed Fu Rudi into the study.

She picked up the white fungus soup and took the first spoonful, intending to put it into her mouth. Suddenly she remembered that Fu Rudi hadn't eaten either, so she turned her right hand and put it against his lips, "Brother, eat first." The warm spoon slid smoothly against his lips. On the lips.

Fu Rudi's heart skipped a beat, he raised his eyes and glanced at Fu Jiao's bright face, shook his head, "I'm not hungry, you can eat."

But how could he escape Fu Jiao's feeding.

Fu Jiao muttered, "Brother, I can't finish such a big bowl." As soon as she acted coquettishly, Fu Rudi couldn't refuse, "Just take one bite."

resignedly.

Fu Rudi opened his thin lips, took a spoonful of white fungus soup from Fu Jiao's hand.

He specifically told Simon not to add sugar to his daily diet. But this time, I don’t know whether it was the inherent sweetness of the Tremella pear or the person who fed it was different. This mouthful was sweet and greasy, with endless aftertaste.

Fu Jiao did not dislike Fu Rudi for using a spoon.

With a smile on her face, she sat across from his desk and ate heartily.

Fu Rudi glanced at her cute appearance while eating, and his heart, which had been quiet just now, began to beat rapidly again. The crystal white fungus soup hangs on her plump and tender lips, exquisite and translucent, with an indescribable beauty. It seemed that the white fungus soup staining the corner of her mouth would taste sweeter than it originally was.

Fu Rudi suppressed the abnormal thoughts in his mind and focused all his attention on the document.

Fortunately, Fu Jiao didn't disturb his thoughts for too long.

After Fu Jiao finished eating the snow pear and white fungus soup, she put down the bowl, stood up and clapped her hands: "Brother, I'm going out."

She said she wanted Yan Ji to sneak into Zhou Fangjun's mansion.

"Go ahead and be careful."

"I got it."

Fu Jiao hurriedly came back and left again, and her youthful vitality could be felt even as her clothes fluttered.

Just looking at her back made Fu Rudi feel filled with happiness and joy. Even if I live like this for the rest of my life, there is nothing wrong with it...

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Zhou Fangjun has been famous for many years. As the pillar of Chunxi Class, he also made a lot of money.

What Fu Jiao didn't expect was that he was a famous actor with a very simple house. He bought a small courtyard with two entrances under the city gate of the west city gate. Standing at the door, he could clearly see what belongings he had in the house.

The streets are full of people.

The liveliness of the living people during the day conceals much of the gloom.

The childbirth ghost in the bottle said in horror: "It's right here! I can feel the breath of my child."

"Can you feel this?"

Fu Jiao hasn't said anything yet.

Speaking of the child, the childbirth ghost couldn't help but cry: "Mother and child are connected. I can feel that the child is pressed in a dark place. Master, you must save him! Please."

"Shut up."

Fu Jiao patted the bottle, "I won't let anything happen to him."

As soon as she finished speaking, she took out the porcelain plate and released Yan Ji.

"Go ahead and find a hidden place to hide."

Worried that the master behind Zhou Fangjun was also at his home, Fu Jiao specially used talismans to hide Yan Ji's ghostly aura. Even if Master Huiguang comes, he will not find a ghost living in his house within a month.

Looking at the ordinary Zhou family gate in front of her, Yan Ji hesitated.

She turned to Fu Jiao and asked, "When can I die in love with Song Lang?"

Fu Jiao thought she had forgotten about this, but she was still worried about it. She looked at the sky speechlessly and sighed: "You have to ask him about this!"

Yan Ji pursed her lips in displeasure and quietly turned into a puff of smoke and got into Zhou's house.