"Yes, it's all Heng Youyi's fault. It's all her fault."

At that moment, Fu Wenlin attributed all the faults, all the hatred and pain to Heng Youyi.

If it was her, how could his Lanzhi die? She was the one who deserved to die the most.

When Mrs. Fu saw her son cheer up and turn his hatred towards Heng Youyi, she felt relieved. She was really afraid that her son would get stuck in a rut.

The master of the marquis's mansion cannot afford to make any mistakes, so he has to put his wife in a difficult position.

As the mistress of the Marquis's Mansion, she should bear this grievance.

Madam Fu hadn't seen Heng Youyi for a long time, so she shouted to the people outside, "Where is Madam? Why hasn't she come yet?"

The proud old woman stepped forward and said, "Madam, the lady is out inspecting the shop today."

Upon hearing this, Madam Fu frowned, "As the mistress of a marquis's mansion, she doesn't care about her master, but thinks about the shop all day long. A merchant's daughter is really not worthy of being on the stage."

When she said this, Old Madam Fu had never thought about how much damage this news would do to Heng Youyi's reputation. Of course, even if she knew, she wouldn't care, because she didn't like this unpresentable daughter-in-law from the bottom of her heart.

When the maids and servants around heard the old lady's words, they all lowered their heads and kept silent. What they were thinking in their hearts was probably only known to themselves.

As soon as Heng Youyi stepped into the gate of the Marquis' Mansion, the servant in the courtyard saw her and immediately stepped forward, "Madam, the old lady and the master are looking for you, please go to the study quickly."

She looked around at the maids and servants and clearly felt that the atmosphere in the marquis' mansion today was unusual.

Xiao Cui was smart. She took off a silver bracelet from her wrist, handed it to the servant, smiled and asked softly, "Did something happen in the mansion?"

The servant quietly put the bracelet into his sleeve, looked around, and said in a low voice: "Today, the master made a painful cry for some reason and smashed the study. It is said that when the old lady rushed over, the master's eyes were red, as if he had been crying."

"The old lady is very unhappy to see that the mistress is not around." The last sentence is an emphasis on reminder.

"Well, go ahead and get busy."

The servant got the benefit and left happily.

As soon as he left, Xiao Cui frowned and looked worried, "Madam, looking at the situation, it seems that something happened to the master, and the old lady probably implicated you."

Heng Youyi naturally understood the character of the mother and son, and everything was the fault of the mistress of the house.

"Let's go."

I don’t know what could have caused Fu Wenlin to lose his composure like this.

Was he reprimanded by the Emperor?

Impossible, after the emperor's reprimand, Fu Wenlin would never dare to do so with his character, because if the emperor heard about it, it would mean that he did not accept the emperor's reprimand.

Fu Wenlin would never do such a stupid thing.

Apart from this, the only thing that could concern Fu Wenlin was probably the matter of Xu Lanzhi.

Did Xu Lanzhi do something? Or did something happen to her?

No matter what it is, you will know it in the study.

As Xu Lanzhi walked to the door of the study, Mrs. Zhao hurried over and bowed to Heng Youyi.

When Xiao Cui helped her up, she stuffed a note into her hand.

Seeing that no one was paying attention, Xiao Cui took a quick look around. After the look, the expression on her face showed both joy and anger.

She approached Heng Youyi and lowered her voice and said, "Xu Lanzhi is dead. The Marquis and the old lady have put the blame on you, Madam."

Heng Youyi had long guessed that the mother and son were going to pass on the blame, but she never expected that Xu Lanzhi was dead.

This is good news for her.

"Let's go." Heng Youyi's face was calm.

The servant guarding the door saw Heng Youyi coming and blocked him outside.

"Madam, the master will not see any guests today."

I don't know whether the servant said the word "guest" by mistake or he did it on purpose. No matter which one it is, Heng Youyi doesn't care.

As usual, she said to the servant, "In this case, you must take good care of the master. If there is anything missing, please tell Xiao Cui."

He had just taken two steps when Fu Wenlin's angry voice came from the study.

"Let her get in here."

The servant immediately blocked Heng Youyi's way.

"Madam, the master lets you in."

Xiao Cui and Xiao Xiang were very worried, Heng Youyi shook his head at them, signaling them not to worry.

As Heng Youyi stepped into the study, a teacup was thrown at her and exploded at her feet, splashing the scalding tea and the broken porcelain pieces of the teacup on her feet.

She did not scream in fear, but walked towards Fu Wenlin calmly step by step.

"Husband, who made things difficult for you in the court?" Heng Youyi asked gently and concernedly as she did in the past.

Fu Wenlin's eyes were red as he stared at the woman in front of him, with undisguised disgust and hatred in his eyes.

Heng Youyi naturally noticed it and sneered in his heart.

For Xu Lanzhi's death, isn't he himself the person who should be hated the most?

For the sake of power and money, he abandoned the woman he loved and planned to marry someone else.

This caused Xu Lanzhi to leave frequently because she felt upset.

What right does he have to hate himself?

Fu Wenlin stood up, walked to Heng Youyi, and said word by word in a cold voice: "Lanzhi is dead, are you happy?"

"What?" Heng Youyi was shocked, and then his face turned sad. "How could this happen?"

In Fu Wenlin's eyes, her expression was like crocodile tears, full of insincerity.

She must have been so happy in her heart, knowing that from now on no one would compete with her for her husband.

Fu Wenlin became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He suddenly reached out and grabbed Heng Youyi's neck. "Are you happy? No one is threatening your position as the Marquis' wife anymore, right?"

He questioned frantically.

Heng Youyi felt so painful and suffocated when he suddenly pinched her throat.

The pain in her neck made her eyes well up with tears. She spoke with great pain and difficulty, "I, I didn't. Husband, you, you calm down."

She clearly felt the force with which Fu Wenlin was pinching her neck without holding back at all. At this moment, he really wanted to strangle her to death.

Heng Youyi desperately pried his hand away and struggled to make him let go.

Fu Wenlin looked at his wife who was struggling in his arms. Her cheeks were red from suffocation. When she was about to suffocate, Fu Wenlin finally let go of her hands and threw her to the ground.

"Heng Youyi, Lanzhi died because of you. If it weren't for you...she wouldn't have been angry with me, she wouldn't have gone out, and she wouldn't have died." Fu Wenlin stared at her with his red eyes.

"You will always owe Lanzhi a life, and you should atone for Lanzhi's sins in this life. From today on, you will copy the Rebirth Sutra once a day to pray for Lanzhi and atone for your own sins."