The heir of the Marquis of Xuanyi glanced at Yun Wanyin, then looked at Xiao Qingyin.
"Wow, what a lucky day! I actually ran into a mother and daughter."
He whistled.
"How about coming back to the Marquis's mansion with me? I guarantee you'll live a life of luxury for the rest of your lives."
"Pooh!"
Zuo Miaomiao immediately started criticizing.
Do you know who those two are?
"Does it matter who they are?" the Marquis of Xuanyi said with a wicked smile. "Anyway, once they enter my harem, they are my women."
Zuo Miaomiao patted the Fu family emblem on the carriage and sneered, "Open your dog eyes and take a good look!"
"The lady on the left is Madam Fu, the wife of General Fu who is currently fighting against the Tartars in Liaodong."
"The lady on the right is Miss Xiao, who is also the fiancée of the heir of the Marquis of Yong'an, who is currently fighting against the Xilin Iron Cavalry in the Northwest."
"If you dare touch a single hair on their head, the Marquis of Xuanyi's heir will have to be replaced immediately!"
The heir of the Marquis of Xuanyi: "..."
Damn it.
We've kicked a hornet's nest.
At this critical juncture, if he dares to touch these two people, he really won't be able to cover it up.
However, his greatest strength is his ability to be flexible and adaptable.
He immediately pulled his coat tighter and said with a forced smile, "So it's you two. I'm so sorry, I didn't recognize you. I deserve to die."
After saying that, he slapped himself repeatedly with both hands, one on the left and one on the right.
The fan made a loud slapping sound.
There was absolutely no element of showmanship involved.
Xiao Qingyin hesitated about whether to drug him.
The heir of the Marquis of Xuanyi slapped the man about twenty times before stopping.
Chao Yunwanyin and Xiao Qingyin cupped their hands in greeting.
"I'll take my leave now, since I'm not in your way."
"Wait a minute."
Fu Weiyun stopped him.
"Release the people in your car first."
The Crown Prince of Xuanyi's expression changed.
"This must be Young Master Fu, right?"
He said to Fu Weiyun.
"You may have misunderstood, there is no one in my car."
Fu Weiyun gave a cold laugh.
"Do you dare let me into the car to search you?"
The heir of the Marquis of Xuanyi fell silent.
He certainly wouldn't dare.
There were also two sisters tied to the car.
“Young Master Fu, as the saying goes, if you treat me with respect, I will repay you tenfold. We have no grudges against each other, so why make things difficult for each other?”
The heir of the Marquis of Xuanyi drawled out his words.
It's too much of a burden for him to come out empty-handed, since he rarely goes out to hunt for women.
Without saying a word, Fu Weiyun raised his hand and fired a crossbow bolt.
The arrow points directly to the jade headband on the head of the Marquis of Xuanyi's heir.
The headband cracked instantly.
The heir of the Marquis of Xuanyi instantly became disheveled.
"So cool!"
Zuo Miaomiao held Xiao Qingyin's arm, her eyes sparkling.
"General Fu is my dream man."
Xiao Qingyin: "???"
Did she hear something she shouldn't have?
Zuo Miaomiao only realized what she had said after blurting it out.
Her face immediately turned bright red.
He hurriedly explained, "What I mean is, General Fu's skills are just as amazing as the generals I've dreamed about."
Xiao Qingyin: It's better not to explain than to explain.
Fu Weiyun's expression remained unchanged; it was unclear whether he had heard Zuo Miaomiao's words.
The heir of the Marquis of Xuanyi finally realized what was happening, and his face turned from white to green, then green to red, then red to black, as if a dye shop had been opened.
After a moment of stunned silence, he waved to the nearest servant.
"Bring them down."
Upon hearing this, the servants immediately got into the carriage and dragged a pair of sisters, whose hands were tied and mouths were gagged, off the carriage.
The heir of the Marquis of Xuanyi drew his sword and cut the ropes binding the sisters.
Then he smiled at Fu Weiyun and said, "Alright, I've released him. Can you leave now?"
Fu Weiyun nodded.
The heir of the Marquis of Xuanyi glanced at Xiao Qingyin and the others, and cupped his hands in greeting.
"Thank you for your guidance today. Until we meet again."
They then boarded the carriage and drove away.
Xiao Qingyin clapped her hands and put them into her sleeves.
It's so cold! My hands are almost frozen after just a short time of applying the medicine.
The two sisters thanked Fu Weiyun profusely, then hurriedly got into their own carriage and left in the opposite direction from the Marquis of Xuanyi's heir.
Yun Wanyin sighed.
"With the Marquis of Xuanyi's son behaving like this, I wonder how many more girls will suffer."
"If someone commits too many sins, someone will eventually have to deal with them."
Xiao Qingyin chuckled softly.
"I'm afraid it will be difficult to handle."
Yun Wanyin shook her head slightly.
As long as the Imperial Concubine remains in power, the Marquis of Xuanyi's mansion will continue to be arrogant.
But now that the Crown Prince has no heir, the calls in the court to make the Third Prince the Crown Prince are growing louder. If the Third Prince were to ascend the throne, it would be even less likely that the Imperial Concubine would fall.
Thinking of her husband who was commanding the battle on the frontier and the countless soldiers fighting against the enemy, Yun Wanyin felt a pang of heartache.
The people they risked their lives to protect were wantonly bullied by the powerful and wealthy.
The sky above us is definitely not a good one.
After this incident, the group felt somewhat heavy-hearted as they went up the mountain.
Xiao Qingyin asked Zuo Miaomiao, "Why did you come to Hanshan Temple alone?"
Zuo Miaomiao lowered her eyes.
"My mother's death anniversary is coming soon, and I want to light a lamp for her."
Xiao Qingyin was taken aback.
When did your mother pass away?
Seven years ago.
Seven years ago, Zuo Miaomiao was only seven or eight years old.
It's truly remarkable that she could maintain her lively and carefree personality after losing her mother so early.
Xiao Qingyin felt a little sorry for him.
Zuo Miaomiao pointed to the robe she was wearing and said, "Actually, I'm not very sad. Before my mother passed away, she had all my clothes made from childhood to adulthood, so I could wear them until I was twenty. Wearing these clothes makes me feel like my mother is still by my side."
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