Fu Lian's interception of Zheng Ya's wedding procession not only fell under the watchful eyes of various forces, but was also being monitored by Wu Wei's drones.
Wu Wei munched on sunflower seeds with a smug grin and quipped, "Zheng Ya, now you can't escape the ties of family blood and you've fallen into a trap, haven't you?"
"Princess, could it be that Zheng Ya is someone who cherishes his reputation?" Liu Qingyun stood beside her, staring intently at Zheng Ya on the remote control screen as she pressed for an answer.
Since Zheng Ya was born, he has been too domineering.
That was the arrival of a tyrant, an aura that no one could suppress, a power that swallowed mountains and rivers, and even two emperors had to retreat and curry favor with him.
Seemingly flawless?
Wu Wei first shook her head, then nodded slightly and said, "Ximing, he doesn't seem to care much about his reputation."
On the contrary, he was a disobedient son.
In reality, he was a man of unwavering will, relentlessly striving towards the pursuit of immortality, indifferent to all worldly distractions.
Comparatively speaking, he will also do his best to protect the interests of his relatives and friends and leave them a way out.
In my view, his philosophy of seeking immortality and his way of dealing with the world make him a fanatic, unapproachable, and unsociable!
"Well, no wonder Zheng Ya's way of doing things is always unpredictable."
However, judging from his impatient expression while communicating with Fu Lian, it proves that he had reluctantly given in. For the princess, it's a mixed bag! Liu Qingyun had traded gene potions with Zheng Ya three times, and she always felt that Zheng Ya was a tough nut to crack, annoying and hateful.
Wu Wei smiled faintly and said, "Master, he had no choice!"
After all, he couldn't possibly betray his family and become a universally condemned, ungrateful, and unjust person.
Returning to the Fu family was his only way out!
“The princess is right, he really did agree. I’m just afraid that his return to the Fu family will make his life difficult!” Liu Qingyun smiled.
A disliked and rebellious son is going to be in trouble; that's a good thing.
Zheng Ya waved his hand at Fu Lian with annoyance and said, "Go back. It wouldn't be a bad idea to send me the Puppet Pill and welcome me back to the Fu Clan."
"Alright, Ya-ge'er is so generous. I'll go back now to prepare for Ya-ge'er's return to the Fu family. Farewell!" Fu Lian bowed repeatedly in excitement, his face beaming, almost ready to celebrate with joy.
This made Zheng Ya frown in annoyance and wave her hand to shoo her away: "Don't be too happy yet. Go back and tell the entire Fu family that as long as I'm here, I won't tolerate even a grain of sand in my eyes. You can leave now."
"Cough cough, farewell!" Fu Lian choked quite a bit, bowing repeatedly and backing away. Zheng Ya strode directly towards Fuxiang Restaurant. Fu Lian watched his departing figure, then raised the sleeve of his brocade robe to wipe the sweat from his forehead.
A gust of cold wind swept by, and Fu Lian shivered, shrinking his neck and tucking his hands into his sleeves.
His servants fawned over him, saying, "My lord, be careful not to catch a cold. Shall we head back home?"
"Well, it's time to go back home."
"I wonder what happened at the entrance of Fuxiang Restaurant. There's a huge crowd. I'm afraid that Ya-ge'er will cause trouble again after he leaves!" Fu Lian said, his heart pounding with fear.
The servant Shunzi shrank back in fear and said, "My lord, it's not that I'm being nosy, but once he returns to the family, I'm afraid he'll cause a huge uproar!"
"Whoever offends the prince every day will cause endless trouble for their entire family!"
"Sigh, this is not my place to refuse. Let's go back!" Fu Lian turned around with a headache and left, followed closely by Shunzi and his group of six.
Zheng Ya approached the crowd surrounding the entrance of Fuxiang Restaurant, and the onlookers, eager for a good show, quickly backed away, rustling softly.
Everyone was terrified and retreated ten meters away. When they looked at Zheng Ya again, their eyes became filled with fear and trepidation.
Suddenly, the atmosphere at the entrance of Fuxianglou became eerie.
The shopkeeper Qi and the grandfather and grandson who were arguing in the middle of the room noticed Zheng Ya's arrival and turned around with surprise.
This made Zheng Ya say in frustration, "Am I really that scary?"
Could it be that you, Manager Qi, knew that I, the Duke, had come to take your life, and were so frightened that your legs were trembling and even your fat pig face turned green?
"Come, tell me, how do you plan to die?"
"Lord Fu, Zheng Twenty-Three attempted to assassinate you but failed. He then sneaked into Fuxiang Building to poison you, but was mistakenly hit by Viscount Fu Zhen's puppet."
The case had already been thoroughly investigated by the Prince, who ordered Zheng Yi and Zheng Liu to escort Zheng Twenty-Three to Viscount Fu to confess his crimes and submit to the law.
Unexpectedly, trouble broke out midway through. Zheng Twenty-Three's accomplices attacked Zheng Yi and Zheng Liu, and Zheng Twenty-Three was taken away, which led to Zheng Yi and Zheng Liu having to find someone to take the blame.
"This case has been transferred to the Dali Temple for review and approval..." Manager Qi explained with a frightened bow, sweating profusely as he spoke.
Zheng Ya scoffed dismissively, "Hmph, utter nonsense, who are you trying to fool?"
"I'm going to take your life today. Choose how you'll die!"
"Lord Fu, you are showing contempt for the law..." Manager Qi retorted hoarsely in fright. Zheng Ya said with amusement, "The law is not something that Prince Rong can trample on at will and deceive the intelligence of the world."
If Prince Rong hadn't harbored treacherous intentions and plotted rebellion, how could he have attracted this grandfather and grandson to his door to question him?
"This lord speaks well. Prince Rong is seeking fame and fortune, secretly ordering his servants to seize other people's property and murder them for money..." The thin, white-haired old man, supported by his granddaughter, cried out in tears, pleading for justice and seeking sympathy.
The girl was about 1.5 meters tall, wearing a gray-white ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), while the old man wore a white robe, both tattered and dirty, looking like two beggars.
However, the grandfather and grandson exuded an aura that transcended ordinary people; they were not ordinary people, but cultivators.
Zheng Ya sensed that the two were extraordinary people, but Manager Qi interrupted to stop them: "Old man, I'm only being polite to you because you're old and it's not easy for you to raise your granddaughter. I'm helping you deal with the persecution you've suffered."
But you old fool, how dare you slander the Prince…
"Enough! It's still unknown whether those two, grandfather and grandson, have slandered Prince Rong. Are you here defending Prince Rong and insulting them to show that Prince Rong loves his people like his own children?" Zheng Ya waved his hand to stop them, displeased.
Manager Qi wanted to say something but dared not speak. The old man spoke with grief and indignation, crying out, "I am the head of the Jiangnan Qizhen Pavilion. Half a year ago, I followed a friend to explore a secret realm and passed the position to my eldest son, Liu Song."
Half a month ago, I returned home from the secret realm and learned that Qizhen Pavilion had fallen into the hands of Prince Rong. I secretly investigated and found out that Prince Rong had allowed his men to plunder my Liu family property and murder all forty-seven members of the Liu family.
All of this was witnessed by the old man's granddaughter, who, when the Qizhen Pavilion was invaded by a powerful enemy, was hidden by her father, Liu Song, within the array at the bottom of the well in the central garden of the Qizhen Pavilion. She saw firsthand the murders and robberies committed by Prince Rong's men..."
"You old fool..." Manager Qi shouted in shock and anger, only to be slapped away by Zheng Ya, sending him flying. He crashed into the wall at the entrance of Fuxiang Restaurant, bounced back, and rolled in the snow, screaming in agony: "Ah!"
"Vice Viscount Fu, what a show of power! Does he really think I, Prince Rong, am easy to bully?" Prince Rong arrived unexpectedly, leading a forty-eight-man guard, pressing forward menacingly, causing the onlookers to scatter in fear...
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