"This road can also lead to Buzhou Mountain."
The driver's eyes flickered, as if he was hiding something.
"Sister Wanwan, I'm going to Buzhou Mountain too, let's go together!"
Having said that, Fu Yu quickly got into the carriage without waiting for Song Wanwan to answer and sat steadily next to her.
"This...this...boys and girls should sit separately when they grow up..." Aunt Xie advised, but she was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.
What's wrong with the Prince of Anguo Mansion?! There's such a wide road ahead, why does he have to pester the Second Young Lady?!
Song Wanwan looked at Fu Yu for help, hoping that he could give her some strength and support.
Fu Yu leaned out of the car window and said, "This evil slave who bullied his master must not be allowed to stay! Zhao Ye, tie up these two shrews!"
There was an irresistible authority in his voice.
The secret guard Zhao Ye appeared immediately and moved as fast as lightning, handling everything in almost an instant.
Before Nanny Song and Nanny Xie could come to their senses, they were tied up like dumplings and unable to move.
Song Wanwan took the opportunity to wink at Mei Rui and Bi Tao, signaling them to start searching.
Mei Rui and Bi Tao immediately understood what was going on, and began to carefully search the bodies of Nanny Song and Nanny Xie, and finally found a gold bracelet from each of them.
"This is my mother's bracelet! You stole things from the mansion while I was changing clothes!"
Song Wanwan was so angry that her eyebrows stood up, her eyes were wide open, and her whole body was shaking, as if she would explode at any time.
"They are indeed evil slaves! How dare they act so recklessly in the palace? Come, arrest them both immediately and send them to the authorities for strict interrogation!"
Fu Yuyi gave orders to the guards beside him in a righteous manner.
The two old women's mouths were quickly blocked. They had no time to resist or explain before they were controlled by the guards who rushed over and dragged out of the palace gate using their hands and feet.
After confirming that the surroundings were temporarily safe, Song Wanwan finally took out the gold bracelet that had nearly put her in dire straits from her sleeve. She gently clenched it for a moment, then turned to Fu Yu, smiled faintly, and thanked him in a voice almost whispering, "Brother Jin, thanks to you for arriving in time tonight, otherwise I'm afraid I would have..."
Seeing that the person he cared about most was not injured, Fu Yu showed a gentle smile on his face, but his eyes soon turned cold and stern. He warned the driver who was still standing there in shock, "Hey, you useless servant, if you can't even recognize the basic roads, get out of my way. I will find someone else who is familiar with the road to drive!"
"I know, I know the way..." The driver was so frightened that he was shaking all over, nodding his head repeatedly, "We will go to Buzhou Mountain right now to bring back the prince!"
Facing this young master of noble status who was now fuming with anger, he almost subconsciously assured: "Drive carefully, please rest assured, my lord, I will not do anything out of line again."
After saying this, he hurriedly bent over to express his apology and obedience.
Seeing this, Bitao and Meirui had no choice but to climb into the carriage silently and sit on the narrow long seats in the front row designed specifically for followers. As the carriage slowly started, both of them tried to remain quiet so as not to disturb the important people who were talking in the back.
After watching the figure gradually disappear into the distance, Fu Yu turned around and looked at his friend beside him who seemed a little worried. He whispered, "Actually, I heard before that your mother seemed to intend for you to replace your sister and marry into Beiyou's family. This incident should also be her instruction. Just in case, you should not go back for the next few days."
Although she had prepared herself mentally, Song Wanwan still couldn't help feeling sad when she actually heard the other party say this.
Ever since she could remember, she had always tried her best to please her nominal mother and half-sisters, hoping to gain their approval, but she had never expected that she would end up like this...
Looking at the pitiful yet resilient girl before him, Fu Yu continued in a comforting tone, "But don't worry too much. Given the Prince's way of dealing with people, he certainly wouldn't agree to such an absurd request. You should find a place to hide first, perhaps a Taoist temple not far from the city. It won't be too late to come back after this matter is over."
Feeling the other person's warm care, Song Wanwan felt a little more at ease. Although the future was still full of unknowns, at least she was not alone now.
Her father probably wouldn't force her to marry so far away, but would he really interfere in this matter?
Song Wanwan couldn't help but frown, her heart full of doubts and uneasiness.
She didn't know who she could rely on, and could only pray silently that her father would support her.
"If it's inconvenient for you to stay in the Taoist temple, we have a separate courtyard in Buzhou Mountain. You can stay there temporarily. No one can find you. As for the reason, I will help you solve it."
Fu Yu seemed to notice her worry and comforted her in a soft tone.
"Brother Jin, you are such a good person."
Song Wanwan spoke sincerely, with gratitude glittering in her eyes.
She knew that if it weren't for Fu Yu's help, she might have fallen into an even more desperate situation.
Fu Yu smiled slightly, lowered his head, and said, "You are my sister who grew up under my watch. How could I bear to see you go to a place like that in the frontier?"
There was determination in his voice, as if he was willing to pay any price for this decision.
"I just hope my sister can avoid this disaster."
Song Wanwan sighed, a hint of sadness in her eyes.
She knew very well that if Song Yueyue really had to marry far away in Beiyou, her stepmother would definitely vent her anger on her, and then life would become even more difficult for her and her mother.
Fu Yu was silent for a while, looking at Song Wanwan with complicated eyes, as if he had a lot to say but didn't know where to start.
He knew in his heart that this was not only Song Wanwan's predicament, but also the fate of the entire family.
The car became quiet, with only the sound of wheels rolling over the ground.
This sound is like an hourglass of time, and each sound represents that they are one step closer to their destiny.
Fu Yu clenched his fists and thought to himself that maybe he was not a good person either.
Because when he heard the news that the Princess asked Song Wanwan to marry in her place, he felt extremely angry.
At that moment, he even thought that if one of the two sisters had to marry to Beiyou, he would rather it be Song Yueyue.
At this moment, looking at the uneasy Song Wanwan in front of him, this idea became stronger and stronger.
He didn't want to see his beloved little sister suffer, and although he knew that doing so was unfair to the other woman, he could no longer think calmly.
I hope God will bless the emperor and he will cancel the idea of marriage.
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