Soon, officials from the county government arrived and surrounded the remains.

Magistrate Hu, dressed and panting, ran in from outside.

Seeing Lu Wujiu and Su Jiaoniang standing together, he had many things he wanted to say and ask, but he swallowed them back when he thought of his own identity.

This injustice cannot be ignored.

The coroner will examine the remains for poisoning and provide the approximate age and time of death.

The rest will be handled by people from the Huo family.

Things that happened decades ago are not so easy to investigate.

Magistrate Hu wiped the sweat from his forehead. He genuinely felt he should move to a different spot; this place was incredibly strange, and it could get involved with all sorts of people and things.

Originally, it was thought that the Qi regent coming to visit and Rong Zhen from the court taking a stroll would be the most extravagant thing ever.

Now even the Huo family is implicated.

What terrible luck!

We must get things done, we absolutely must get things done. Even being transferred to the provincial government as a minor official would be better than being a local official here.

Stepping out of the house site, Magistrate Hu approached Su Jiaoniang and asked, "Madam Su, have you seen my son's concubine, Gu Li, recently?"

"Dead!" Su Jiaoniang hadn't even spoken yet.

Lu Wujiu said coldly from the other end.

Magistrate Hu shuddered and did not continue asking questions.

So be it, he's dead!

Although Gu Li was the only one who could get pregnant with his son's child, the person was dead, so what was there to care about? He could just take a few more concubines. If the person were alive, he could pay some price, make some trouble, and get the person out of the house.

The dead have no value.

Su Jiaoniang and Lu Wujiu returned to their own courtyard together.

Once the door is closed, everything outside becomes irrelevant to me.

In the courtyard, Madam Feng, draped in a thick cloak, smiled bitterly the moment she saw Su Jiaoniang. Su Jiaoniang was truly unlucky.

Even building a house can lead to the discovery of human remains.

If it's an ordinary person, you can just build a separate burial plot and move the person there.

However, those remains became connected to the Huo family.

It's truly one wave after another.

"I'm starting to wonder if I'm some kind of jinx," Madam Feng said with a smile, mocking herself.

"If I were truly a jinx, how would you know me?" Su Jiaoniang reached out and hugged Madam Feng.

Although the beauty had scars on her face, she still smelled wonderful.

Su Jiaoniang was very envious of this; at most, she had a bit of soap smell on her, which was from washing clothes.

However, the faint fragrance on Madam Feng's body seemed to be natural, unlike the perfumes and fragrances of later generations.

However, she didn't have any fragrance on her, which is understandable. As a criminal police officer, she represents the face of the country and is serious and dedicated. If she were covered in fragrance, she would be discovered immediately during a drug raid.

What you didn't have in your past life, you won't have in this one.

Madam Feng took a deep breath and began to think about building a house in a different location.

We can't keep dragging this on forever.

Otherwise, when will we be able to move out?

The Su family's courtyard was quite large, and her presence there wouldn't be a problem at all.

But everyone inside is from the Su family. Friends can stay, but it's problematic to stay permanently.

Su Jiaoniang went back to her room to change her clothes.

When I came out again, I saw Xiao Ya and Fu Tu huddled together, whispering to each other.

The little girl had a smile on her face and occasionally let out a giggle.

Old Scholar Su glanced at Su Jiaoniang and said, "Master Li's private school next door has taken in quite a few children. He can't teach them all by himself. I'll go help out next spring."

“Okay, I’ll go when you’re feeling better,” Su Jiaoniang agreed.

These days, without square dancing grandmas, retired people have no entertainment and feel spiritually empty.

Now that there is an opportunity for laid-off workers to find new jobs, Su Jiaoniang is naturally happy for Old Su Xiucai to earn money and teach.

She turned around and saw Lu Wujiu staring at her from behind.

She continued with her own affairs.

The night was deep.

Futu couldn't fall asleep no matter what he did.

He stepped out of his small door and stood in the woods outside.

A short while later, his father appeared.

“Little girl is injured,” Futu said.

Lu Wujiu nodded: "I know."

"But you didn't show up, and you didn't save her. Do you already have a family and children outside?" Futu's words sounded somewhat childish at this moment.

It was as if he was jealous. But how could someone who is so indifferent to and has such a low level of desire for fatherly love be jealous?

He just wanted to know if this father still had the potential to be a father.

Lu Wujiu: "There is no one else."

"Do you know how shameless the regent of Qi is? He used a self-inflicted injury ruse. My mother is such a kind and gentle person, she might have already wavered in her heart."

Futu continued.

Lu Wujiu: "If she were so easily swayed, how could she be all alone now?"

Lu Futu found that he couldn't get any information out of the person in front of him.

"Oh, right, I have something for you." Fu Tu suddenly pulled out a ring from his person.

Lu Wujiu approached and took the ring from him.

It's a very ordinary thing.

I don't see any value in it.

Suddenly I felt a poke in my chest.

He frowned slightly, swallowed a muffled groan, and endured the pain.

He looked down at the pagoda and pointed to the ring: "What is this?"

“It was bought for me by Xiaoya, so I’m giving it to you.” Futu said, his gaze falling on Lu Wujiu’s chest.

No blood! No injury, was he mistaken?

How could a prince get injured? The regent is a powerful minister, not a military general.

The same body type has never appeared at the same time.

And... if something happens to your little girl, which father could resist taking action?

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