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

Early in the morning, Fu Jiao died immediately.

It would be a lie to say that she wasn't embarrassed, even if the person in front of her was her nominal eldest brother.

There was always pain during menstruation, and she had just tolerated it in the past, but this time she was negligent and failed to remember that Fu Rudi was around, causing such a big joke that made both of them extremely embarrassed.

Fu Rudi was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of Fu Jiao's words.

She was not poisoned by the Fu family, but was having menstruation...

The cold air mixed with the faint smell of blood penetrated into the nose, and Fu Jiao's blushing and hot cheeks revealed everything.

Fu Rudi should put down Fu Jiao immediately.

But at this moment, he was greedy for the warmth of her in his arms. Even wearing thick clothes can't block each other's heartbeats.

"elder brother?"

Fu Jiao looked at Fu Rudy's petrified expression and became even more at a loss, "Let me go to the ground."

She moved her feet.

Fu Rudi woke up from a dream, but he did not let go of her immediately. Instead, he turned around and walked into the room with her in his arms, and carefully put her back on the bed.

His heart is beating fast.

There is a vague and unexplainable feeling. Mr. Xie always talks about Fu Jiao's marriage, but she is too young and beautiful. Fu Rudi has never thought about this. In his eyes, Fu Jiao is just like the little girl who watched him leave through the crowd.

It wasn't until today that he saw her having her menstrual period and was shocked that his sister was already a grown-up girl...

No wonder Mr. Xie said, "It's time for men to get married and women to get married."

Most of the girls in the capital who were similar to Fu Jiao's age had chosen other families, and those who married early had children. Even Fu Yan will marry Chen Qi, the only son of a foreign minister from the Ministry of Industry, after the new year.

Thinking of this, Fu Rudi's mouth filled with bitterness.

Fu Jiao pulled the quilt to cover up the dirt. She glanced at Fu Rudi's waist in shame, "Brother, you... have you brought a change of clothes?"

Fu Rudi wore a double-layered light gray straight jacket today, with a wide ice lake blue belt with thunder patterns tied around his waist. Now his belt and clothes were covered in a faint reddish brown color. Just looking at it made Fu Jiao almost faint from embarrassment. But if he didn't remind Fu Rudi, Fu Jiao would be even more embarrassed if someone found him wearing this when he went to the Yamen.

"It's okay, let's borrow one from Chang Jian."

Fu Rudi lowered his head and glanced at the marks on his body, his eyes burning slightly.

He subconsciously looked at Fu Jiao. There was a hazy thin gauze between the woman and him, and the girl's petite figure was looming. Her sleeves were stacked at her elbows, revealing a section of white arms as tender as lotus roots. Her black hair hung down her neck, making her face look smaller and cuter.

Fu Rudi hurriedly turned his head and quickly looked away, his Adam's apple rolling.

"I'm going to go find Chang Jian to change clothes. I'll call the two maids over by the way. You can also change."

His clothes were all stained, and Fu Jiao must also be in a mess.

Fu Jiao nodded obediently: "Yeah."

After Fu Rudi left, Fu Jiao quickly changed her clothes under the care of Qiuyue and Chunxing. She huddled on the bed, covering her face with her hands, wishing she could howl. What just happened was so embarrassing. This is the first time in her life that she has made such a fool of herself.

I don’t know what Fu Rudi is thinking.

Fu Jiao shook her head, not daring to think about it at all.

The best way to get over the embarrassment is to find something to do.

Fu Jiao cheered up, screened away the spring stars and autumn moon, took out the compass talisman she had brought, and prepared to go to the next room to find out.

"Let's go, Yanji."

"Ah."

Yan Ji swung down from the beam.

She floated to Fu Jiao's side and opened her mouth several times but stopped talking.

Fu Jiao was in a restless mood today and didn't pay attention to Yan Ji's little mood. She said to herself: "You can help me guard it later. I'm afraid that thing will run away. If it dares to run away, you will stop her. Otherwise, it won't help. Just eat it..." Yan Ji didn't listen to a word.

All she could think about was whether she should tell Fu Jiao what happened last night.

Fu Jiao's trusted brother seemed to have unwanted thoughts about her, which went beyond the so-called brother-sister relationship. No matter how much a brother likes his sister, he wouldn't secretly touch her lips in the middle of the night, right?

Forget it.

Yan Ji is not a nosy person.

She was silent and didn't like to talk. She thought that Fu Rudi had no intention of harming Fu Jiao, so it would be most appropriate for them to handle their emotional affairs on their own. Even if she wants to say it, she has to wait until she leaves here to tell her Song Lang.

One person and one ghost came to the ear room.

In the morning, when oxygen is at its most abundant, this ear room is also dark and cold.

Fu Jiao looked around and saw that there were not many things placed in the narrow ear room. Apart from a soft couch for resting, there was a desk against the wall with a few miscellaneous books scattered here and there.

She held up the compass and counted with her fingers.

The profound merits and virtues accumulated in the body come into play, and the compass needle swings back and forth, and finally points to the center point in the ear room.

"It's here."

Fu Jiao stepped forward, squatted down, and tapped the ground with her fingers.

The floor is newly paved with gray bricks and polished smooth. Because it had just been built, it was not very strong yet. Fu Jiao found a shovel and easily pried up a brick along the cracks between the bricks that had not dried out.

Yan Ji wrinkled her nose and sniffed, and said, "That thing is down there, and it's full of resentment. And... there are some weird things mixed in with the resentment, which you can't find out."

Fu Jiao smiled slightly, but she was confident: "Don't you think this place is similar to the Qiongzhou Shengniang Temple? Everything underground seems to have been sealed and suppressed."

"Is this also the work of Taoist Danyang?"

Yan Ji asked.

Fu Jiao shrugged, "I can't tell."

This Danyang Taoist was so cunning that he acted in front of King Chengnan and found a scapegoat to help him die without fear of losing his life.

While Fu Jiao was digging the ground in the ear room, she also paid attention to the two maids. If the maid secretly reported her actions to Mrs. Xie, wouldn't she be in trouble?

"Yanji, go and charm those two maids. Don't let them spoil my good deeds."

"It's a lot of trouble to confuse them, why not just let me eat them." Yan Ji raised her eyebrows, her empty eyes filled with determination and viciousness.

Fu Jiao waved her hand, "That's not necessary. You kill so indiscriminately that I won't be able to help you smoothen your relationship even in the underworld."

"I've been killing for 500 years, it doesn't matter these two."

"There is such a thing as that."

Fu Jiao clucked while digging the bricks, "If you can do less evil, do less. If you still want to be with your Mr. Song, just be obedient."

Yan Ji lowered her eyes, was silent for a while, turned around and drifted outside.

Fortunately Fu Jiao let her come.

The maid who was sent away at the door quietly turned back, as expected she wanted to inquire about Fu Jiao's movements.

"Miss Fourth, you have to lie down for a whole day when you have your period? Is it too pretentious?"

The speaker is Qiuyue.

Chunxing pursed her lower lip, "It's better not to talk about Master, and go to the kitchen to make a bowl of brown sugar water for Miss Fourth."

"Go ahead. Don't forget what Madam told us, and we need to observe every move of the people inside." Qiuyue leaned against the wall, looking through the window at the figure behind the bed curtain.

Chunxing sighed helplessly and was about to go to the kitchen when she saw Mrs. Xie leading Fu Yan over with a smile on her face.