Fubao looked at Miss Zhou carefully, and saw a gloomy aura lingering on Miss Zhou's forehead.
"Fang Zhanrong, go pee, and then splash Miss Zhou with your boy's urine."
Fang Zhanrong's eyes went dark for a moment: "Fu, Fubao, this won't do."
"Why not?"
Fubao didn't understand. Wasn't saving Miss Zhou the most important thing right now? Why was Fang Zhanrong hesitating?
Fang Zhanrong took a deep breath. After all, his master was still a little baby and didn't quite understand many principles of this world.
"Men and women shouldn't touch each other. If people knew I peed on Miss Zhou, we'd be criticized for the rest of our lives."
Fang Zhanrong looked at the anxious Minister Zhou.
"Go find some boy's urine!"
"Hurry, go!"
Minister Zhou immediately sent someone to look for her, and the servants quickly found some boy's urine and poured it on Miss Zhou.
ah!
Miss Zhou screamed, then her whole body began to convulse and she completely passed out.
"Yuanyuan, Yuanyuan..."
"Mr. Fang, what's going on?"
Minister Zhou realized that Fang Zhanrong was Fubao's substitute and asked quickly.
"It's nothing serious, the spell on my body is broken. I feel a little weak. I just need to go back and recuperate."
Fang Zhanrong followed Fubao's thoughts and dictated them exactly.
"Oh, that's good, that's good."
Minister Zhou felt relieved, and Miss Zhou in his arms slowly woke up.
Seeing Minister Zhou wailing loudly: "Wuwuwu, Daddy, I am not that kind of person. I didn't want to do that at all, but I seemed to be controlled by something, so I did such a shameful thing..."
Miss Zhou felt that she was trapped in the corner of her body, allowing others to manipulate her body. She wanted to resist, but it was of no use.
"The person who framed Miss Zhou is very vicious. Not only does she want to destroy Miss Zhou, she also wants Miss Zhou to watch herself being destroyed."
Fang Zhanrong continued to act as a substitute, but his tone was filled with more anger.
"What? It's not enough that Yanzhi hurt my Yuanyuan, she even tortured her like this!"
Minister Zhou was so angry that he wanted to whip the corpse.
Fubao looked at Zhou Yuanyuan. She had a rosy face, was beautiful, kind, and intelligent. It was a pity that her marriage was bumpy.
Yue Lao had explained to her that there were many kinds of difficult marriages. She didn't remember them clearly, but she did remember one very strange one.
"The man Miss Zhou likes is very outstanding and is admired by many people, but that man is in love with Miss Zhou, so there is a woman who hates Miss Zhou.
Yanzhi was merely used as a pawn; the real perpetrator of the attack on Miss Zhou was someone else."
Minister Zhou's face was icy: "Please tell me who it is, Fubao!"
He must kill the person who harmed his daughter!
"This person used his own blood to curse Miss Zhou. This way, the backlash of the curse will be doubled. She must have learned her lesson by now..."
Fang Zhanrong found it difficult to speak the following words.
But he didn't need to say anything, because soon a young girl ran over here and pounced on the captured old beggar.
"I love you, I must marry you, I want to have children for you, I want to be with you forever..."
Zhou Yuanyuan looked at her daughter in disbelief. This was her good friend Su Jinyu. She had secretly told Su Jinyu that she liked Nangong Ming, the eldest son of the Hanlin Pavilion Grand Secretary.
Su Jinyu said a lot of nice things at that time, and later encouraged her to pursue Nangong Ming. She always thought that her good friend was helping her.
"Why, why would she do that?"
This time, Fubao didn't even need to say anything, Fang Zhanrong said it directly.
"She was jealous that the person you liked also liked you. She could only watch, and no matter how hard she tried, it was useless, so she thought of using evil magic to deal with you.
There’s a saying that goes, “If I can’t get the person, no one else can get him.”
Su Jinyu is such a person.
Wang Yanran finally caught up and saw the fight between Su Jinyu and the old beggar. She quickly snatched Fubao away, blindfolded her and retreated.
I’m going to get a stye!
"Be good, you didn't see anything just now!"
Fubao stuck out his tongue and thought, what's so good about it? Isn't it just taking off clothes, revealing white flesh, and then twisting into a ball?
It’s not even as good-looking as Dongpo pork.
She still couldn't forget the Dongpo pork that Wang Yanran had eaten a few days ago.
Wang Yanran didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Okay, then think more about Dongpo pork."
Dongpo pork is better than that filthy picture.
As a result, when he looked down, he saw saliva constantly overflowing from his daughter's mouth.
"Fubao, I really want to eat Dongpo pork, Dongpo pork, Dongpo pork..."
Fang Zhanrong, who had caught up, laughed when he heard this: "Master Fubao, you have to grow teeth first. When do teeth grow? Six months?"
"No, you can't eat greasy food when your teeth are just coming in. It will take at least another year before you can eat Dongpo pork."
Fubao's face changed!
Ahhhhhhhhhh…
Fang Zhanrong's face also changed, and his ears were filled with "ahhhhhhh" sounds, which was not something most people could bear.
“Drink goat milk first!”
Wang Yanran directly blocked her little mouth with goat milk.
Gulp gulp. The little guy just spent a lot of energy to help Miss Zhou remove the curse. Now that he has replenished his energy, he feels very comfortable and a little sleepy.
"Mother, don't forget to collect the gold!"
"Okay, Mom knows everything."
Wang Yanran's face was full of tenderness as she watched Fubao fall asleep.
Minister Zhou simply let the two beggars go and took his daughter away from the chaotic scene.
Soon someone discovered a scene of a young lady fighting with two beggars.
"Tsk tsk tsk, the world is going downhill. There are still young ladies who like this kind of excitement!"
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