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

Yurongyuan.

Fu Jiao chased the two maids Qiuyue and Chunxing away and returned to the house angrily. After waiting for a long time, Fu Rudi did not come.

She couldn't help but get even more angry.

After calming down alone for a moment, Fu Jiao began to wonder again. Why is she so angry? It doesn't seem to have anything to do with her...

She is not of this world.

Fu Rudi is.

Whether Fu Rudi will eventually marry a wife and have children or become a successful person has nothing to do with her, an outsider who will leave sooner or later.

The more she thought about Fu Jiao, the sadder she became.

She drooped her head and was about to go to the next door room to see the remains hidden under the bed, when she heard Fu Rudi's cry from outside: "Fu Jiao!"

Fu Jiao was hopeful and angry at the same time.

She stood up excitedly, then sat back down depressedly.

Fu Rudi pushed the door open and saw Fu Jiao sitting on the embroidery stool muttering. The girl's beautiful face was as delicate as a porcelain doll. She lowered her long eyelashes, glanced at him, and hummed, "I thought my brother didn't want to pay attention to me."

She beat it back.

It was obvious that she ignored Fu Rudi.

Fu Rudi was amused when he heard this, but he felt that the person in front of him became more and more cute and lively. He pulled a stool aside, sat face to face with Fu Jiao, and told Fu Zhenqing's request exactly: "My banquet tomorrow is not what you think."

Fu Jiao stared: "What do I think?"

"Didn't you think I was going to marry Miss Liu Mansion?"

"Is not it?"

"of course not."

Fu Zhenqing sighed and told the whole story earnestly. Only then did Fu Jiao realize that it was a post from the Minister of the Ministry of War. Fu Zhenqing was an eighth-rank eunuch. If he passed the buck, Fu Zhenqing and Fu Rudi would not be able to go smoothly in the court. Liu Jingwen, Minister of the Ministry of War, had deep qualifications in the court. Although Fu Rudi had won the Sacred Heart, as a rising star, he did not dare not give him face.

Fu Zhenqing said softly: "Don't worry, my brother will not break his promise to you."

Fu Jiao's heart skipped a beat and she murmured: "What did you promise me...I even forgot..."

"Can't take a wife."

"I, I..." Fu Jiao was at a loss and said in a panic, "What promise do you want to make to me to marry and have children? Brother, you are confused."

Talking like this made her feel less human inside and out.

Fu Rudi was in a low mood.

At least before his in-depth contact with Fu Jiao, he had never thought of marrying a wife and having children, but if the person he wanted to marry was...that's all, he was thinking wildly again.

Fu Jiao suddenly stood up and stopped discussing the matter: "Brother, did Xue Captou tell you about the remains dug out of the ear room?"

Getting married and marrying a wife are just a passing thing, this is the most serious thing at the moment.

"said."

Fu Rudi walked to the penthouse with her in tacit agreement.

The two maids would be sent away every time. With Yan Ji guarding the outside, the Yurong Courtyard was airtight, and no one could get a glimpse of what was going on inside.

Enter the ear room.

Fu Jiao first pushed the table away, revealing the mouth of the well dug in the house. Then he pointed to the bottom of the soft couch and said, "It's right there."

"Don't be afraid."

After Fu Rudi comforted her, he remembered that Fu Jiao was not afraid of this. When she faced the zombies in Yunlingpo, she fought bravely to kill them and drew talismans to summon gods. She must have become accustomed to these.     "My brother who is not afraid."

Fu Jiao's dark eyes moved slyly. She lay down next to Fu Rudi's ear and whispered: "Xue Captou didn't know that I knew metaphysics and Taoism. I was worried about scaring her, so I pretended to be scared that night."

Seeing her sweet smile, Fu Rudi felt at ease.

When Xue Zhongliu found him, he apologized in every possible way, saying that carrying the remains rashly would definitely frighten his well-behaved sister. Xue Zhongliu also gave numerous instructions to let him come back today to accompany his sister. Therefore, before it was time to go on duty at the Yamen, Fu Rudi came to Fu's house in a hurry. After asking, I found out that Fu Jiao had gone out to look for Zhao Hao early in the morning.

"Well, you were right not to tell her."

Fu Rudi agreed with Fu Jiao's approach, "After all, Xue Captou doesn't believe this. If she suddenly knows, she may not be able to accept it."

As he spoke, he bent down and pulled out the remains covered by the sheet.

The bones have weathered.

Fu Rudi checked it again, and it was consistent with what Xue Zhongliu said. Fu Jiao watched him concentrate on the autopsy and did not dare to disturb him.

Fu Rudi was more careful than Xue Zhongliu.

From the poison in the throat, as well as the cervical spine, ribs, arms, fingers...

Fu Rudi's eyes lit up.

He asked Fu Jiao to hold the candle closer and repeatedly compared the left and right fingers of the remains. His face stiffened and his expression became strange.

Fu Jiao bent over, but didn't see any clue. She asked softly: "Brother, who do you think this remains could be? Who in the Fu family agrees with such a height, body shape and age?"

This sentence made Fu Rudi feel even more complicated.

He raised his eyes and stared at Fu Jiao, his mouth seemed to be bitter.

"What's wrong, brother? Is there anything wrong with these remains?"

Fu Rudi didn't want to hide it from her.

He squatted in front of the remains, raised his left and right hands, and asked Fu Jiao to identify them: "Did you notice that the left and right fingers are different in thickness?"

Fu Jiao said "Hmm", "People's left and right fingers are different due to different working habits. A right-handed person has thicker fingers on the right hand. Similarly, a left-handed person has thicker fingers on the left hand. I Do you know...?" Before she finished speaking, Fu Jiao also noticed something was wrong, "This person is left-handed."

Ordinary people's right hand is thicker than the left hand, but the deceased's left hand was thicker.

Fu Rudi sighed when he saw that she had also discovered it. After hesitating again and again, he said with a troubled face: "Fu Jiao, did you know that only one person in the Fu family is left-handed?"

"Who?"

"Your biological mother, Aunt Rong."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Jiao couldn't help but be stunned. She quickly searched the memory of the original owner in her mind. However, when the original owner's mother died, she was still a young girl and could not tell the difference between left and right.

Fu Jiao murmured: "But Aunt Rong... well, it's my mother. Isn't she buried in Qinghui Garden?"

Qinghui Garden is where the Fu family’s ancestral tomb is located.

Although Aunt Rong had a poor reputation and was not favored by Fu Zhenqing, she was the concubine he carried into the house through the side door. It was not surprising that she ended up in Qinghui Garden after her death.

Fu Rudi frowned: "So, this is the strange thing."

In my memory, Aunt Rong died of illness. The original owner's memory of Aunt Rong was also very vague. It seemed that someone deliberately didn't want her and her mother to get along too much. Fu Jiao was a fake, and she couldn't answer many questions.

"By the way, what are you doing with Zhao Hao today?"

Although Zhao Hao had no wrong thoughts about Fu Jiao, Fu Rudi still wanted to ask for clarification.

Seeing this, Fu Jiao couldn't keep hiding from him. She looked down at the remains on the ground with mixed feelings in her heart: "I want to find the blood-stained sand to draw a soul-calling talisman and ask the soul of the deceased to come up... and ask clearly. So, brother You and Capt. Xue don’t have to rack your brains to find the truth.”

After all, the truth behind the scenes is only truer as told by the deceased.