Chapter 101 It seems that my aunt is seriously ill!
Chu Ang let go of Aunt Fang, a somewhat ferocious look on his face. "That old bastard Chu Qiyang actually wanted to kick me out of the caravan. He probably doesn't know that most of the Chu family's wealth has quietly fallen into my hands."
"And that paralytic in Anyang Marquis's mansion is actually still dreaming of inheriting the title. It's simply a foolish dream."
Chu Ang sneered, "The master will never allow it."
Chu Ang has been working for Marquis Anyang secretly, so he probably knows something about his master's affairs.
As for the bastard born of Princess Anyang and a barbarian, if the emperor and the shadow guards had not feared him, they would have killed him long ago and would not have kept him until now.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, "When I replace Chu Qiyang, even the position of Marquis's wife will be mine, and our daughter will have a chance to compete for it. Maybe even a higher position is not impossible."
His voice was low and full of ambition, as if he had already reached the pinnacle of power.
Now the master seems to value Gu Chengyan more. Nan Xin has a good vision.
After listening to Chu Ang's words, Aunt Fang's uneasiness eased a little, and she said softly: "I feel relieved when you say that, but my stomach..."
"What are you afraid of?" Chu Ang waved his hand nonchalantly. "Give that old man another dose of medicine, and I'll help you lead him away."
As he spoke, he reached out and took Aunt Fang into his arms, with a malicious smile on his face.
Concubine Fang leaned obediently into the man's arms, and the two of them had a good intimate time. Although Concubine Fang was pregnant and could not satisfy him, wasn't there other ways for him to do so?
For example……
After a period of intimacy, Chu Ang lay lazily on the bed, gently stroking Aunt Fang's smooth back with his fingers.
Then he reached out and took out a brocade box from the pillow and handed it to Aunt Fang.
Concubine Fang took it with a puzzled look, opened it, and exclaimed, "Isn't this Dongzhu? You haven't sent it to the government office yet?"
Chu Ang snorted coldly, "That bitch Chu Ruohan didn't fall for it. You should secretly put this Dongzhu into Madam Chu's room."
Aunt Fang nodded and agreed.
Although Chu's mother no longer trusts her as much as before, it is not difficult to secretly put something in her room.
"Are we going to start now?" Aunt Fang asked cautiously, with a hint of nervousness in her eyes.
"Don't worry." Chu Ang leaned against the headboard, his expression leisurely, "Wait for the right time, and everything will fall into place naturally."
Aunt Fang didn't show up until Chu Ruohan was about to leave, and her intuition told her that something was wrong.
But she is a person who trusts intuition very much.
She frowned slightly and had already reached the gate, but suddenly turned back and walked hurriedly towards Aunt Fang's yard.
Aunt Fang's maid saw someone coming from afar and hurried forward a few steps, slightly bowing and saying, "Greetings, Miss."
Chu Ruohan glanced at the maid calmly and asked, "Madam Fang is sick, why aren't you waiting inside?"
The maid was slightly startled, then quickly replied, "My aunt took medicine and just went to bed..."
As he spoke, his eyes dodged unconsciously.
Chu Ruohan ignored the maid's strange behavior and was about to go in.
But the maid Fang Ruo reached out to stop her. Fang Ruo looked anxious and said earnestly, "Miss, please don't pass on your illness to you."
It seems like he is trying hard to hide something.
A hint of displeasure flashed in Chu Ruohan's eyes. She waved Fang Ruo's hand away with force and said in a cold tone, "It's okay. Since I'm back, I should visit you."
After saying that, she gave a look to Song Ruyan beside her.
Song Ruyan understood what she meant and quickly grabbed the maid Fang Ruo. Fang Ruo screamed, her face full of fear.
Chu Ruohan walked steadily into the inner room. The curtains swayed slightly, and the sound of Aunt Fang's feigned cough was heard.
Chu Ruohan stood outside the curtain and said in a neither loud nor soft voice: "It seems that my aunt is very ill!"
There was no emotion in her tone, but it made people feel inexplicably chilled.
Behind the curtain, Concubine Fang feigned weakness and said, "You've caught a cold, Miss. It's best not to come over. If you get sick, it will be my fault."
Her voice trembled slightly, and it was unclear whether it was because of nervousness or she was really unwell.
The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, but Aunt Fang never mentioned Chu Nanxin at all, as if she was eager for Chu Ruohan to leave.
"Then Aunt Fang should cultivate herself well!"
Chu Ruohan turned around and prepared to leave. Just as she turned around, she caught a glimpse of the pair of embroidered shoes on the floor in front of the bed.
The soles of the embroidered shoes were covered in fresh mud, which looked particularly out of place in this clean and tidy house.
The weather has been nice and clear lately and it hasn't rained for a long time. Where did Aunt Fang get the dirt from?
Chu Ruohan immediately understood. It seemed that Aunt Fang had just returned from leaving the house, and the so-called cold was probably fake.
After Chu Ruohan left, she instructed Yuling with a serious expression: "Appoint someone to be by Aunt Fang's side and keep a close eye on her." There was vigilance in her eyes.
She knew in her heart that in her previous life, Concubine Fang was not an easy person to deal with and was very scheming.
She had mentioned this to her mother before, suggesting that Aunt Fang should be sent away to avoid any hidden dangers.
But Chu's mother was kind-hearted. Thinking of Aunt Fang who had given birth to a daughter for Chu's father and who behaved honestly and dutifully on weekdays, she was unwilling to do so.
He also said that he would treat Aunt Fang well.
Chu Ruohan had no other choice but to secretly pay more attention. Fortunately, Chu Nanxin was still under her nose.
When Chu Ruohan's footsteps completely disappeared outside the yard, Aunt Fang's body tensed up.
She raised her hand and gently patted her chest, trying to calm her pounding heart.
After a long while, Aunt Fang finally felt relieved and muttered softly, "Fortunately I came back in time."
When she came back just now, she saw Fang Ruo stopping Chu Ruohan. In a panic, she could only climb in through the back window.
Aunt Fang lifted the quilt, changed her clothes, walked to the dressing table, and carefully opened a secret compartment.
Put the brocade box containing the Dongzhu in it.
After doing all this, Aunt Fang finally breathed a sigh of relief...
The next day, at dawn, the faint light struggled to penetrate the thick clouds and sprinkled on the gloomy sky prison.
Wei Qiming had been detained there for several days and was now being roughly escorted out of the cell by two yamen runners.
His hair was a mess, with a few strands stuck to his dirty face. His gorgeous clothes were wrinkled and stained.
Despite being in such a miserable situation, Wei Qiming still did not restrain his arrogant and domineering temperament. He struggled hard and shouted loudly.
"You dogs, let me go! Do you know who I am? How dare you treat me like this!"
The two yamen runners sneered in disdain when they heard his words.
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