I can only blame you
After her daughter died, Wen Shuangye finally came to her senses. She finally became smart for once and realized that Fu Huairou's death was definitely related to Fu Huaiying.
Fu Huaiying knew what Wen Shuangye was thinking with her eyes filled with hatred, but she was not afraid at all. She slowly curled her lips and smiled.
She stared at Wen Shuangye for a long while. In her eyes filled with hatred, she reached out and slowly stroked her mother's jade pendant hanging around her waist.
Wen Shuangye wished she could rush up and tear that hypocritical face apart.
Fu Huaiying sighed softly and turned to look at the person behind him, "Ah, what a tragic death."
Lin Yan'an lowered his head, looked into her unsmiling eyes, and replied softly, "You're right, she deserves it."
"I'm very curious about how she's going to drag the Fu family into burial."
Lin Yan'an shook his head. "She wouldn't dare. Fu Tingyun is still alive. Could she possibly drag her son and the whole family to die together?"
As the two were talking, Wen Shuangye had already fainted.
Wen Chuyan stood in the rain without an umbrella. Perhaps he shouldn't have left Huairou behind, but if he hadn't found Huaiying and Lin Yan'an, perhaps the one who died would be... He blamed himself and felt guilty, but he had no regrets.
He has sided with Huairou countless times and wronged Huaiying countless times. It is impossible for him to let her lose her life again.
Huairou...Brother is sorry for you...
Fu Huairou died and had to be carried back. She could not go to the palace with him. When Emperor Huanyu learned about this, he also asked Fu Huaiying to go back with him and take care of the family affairs before returning to work.
Lin Yan'an's injury had not healed yet and he could not travel back and forth, so Fu Huaiying only asked him to go to the palace first.
"Sister Huaiying...be careful."
Fu Huaiying nodded and took Dahu's hand, "With Dahu here, nothing will happen."
Lin Yanan was still a little worried, "I'll go back with you."
"No, your injury hasn't healed yet. It's too much trouble to go back and forth again. Besides," she said in a softer voice, "you have to take care of Huanli."
Lin Yan'an nodded reluctantly.
After the rain stopped, some court officials rushed back. The weather was getting hot, and they had to go back to attend the funeral.
Fu Tingyun was still in the palace. He stayed for two more days because the affairs of the Ministry of Rites had not been dealt with yet. He had planned to go to the temporary palace after finishing the affairs, but he learned that his sister had died on the way to the palace.
He thought it was ridiculous, but had to believe it, so he ran out of the palace.
When Fu Huaiying saw him, his eyes were like the lanterns hanging from the ceiling during the Yuanxiao Festival, frighteningly red.
Fu Tingyun saw his mother's pale face, his father's red eyes, and his sister wrapped in white cloth.
He had always known Huairou was arrogant and domineering, with a bad temper, and he also knew she was vicious. He hoped she would change these bad habits and become a qualified lady from a noble family. But now, seeing her lying there lifeless, he suddenly felt that it didn't matter if she remained so arrogant and vicious, after all, he could support her for the rest of her life...
Fu Tingyun was stunned, not knowing how to react. After a long time, he slowly raised his head and saw Fu Huaiying lifting the car curtain and looking at him. Her cold eyes seemed to say, I killed the man, what can you do to me?
Fu Tingyun's blood rushed to his head, and he almost subconsciously drew his sword, but before he could get close, he was stopped.
Da Hu sat beside the carriage, drew out a sharp blade, and looked at him quietly. Ji Yuan's embroidered spring knife blocked his neck, preventing him from getting any closer.
Fu Tingyu finally released his strength, turned around, and trembled, clutching the white cloth tightly.
Fu Huaiying did not change out of her official uniform. It was not that she did not have other brightly colored clothes, but she preferred crimson today.
It is also intriguing that Ji Yuan followed her back. It was said that His Majesty was worried about being attacked on the road, so he sent people to protect him. But those assassins were targeting the emperor, and they all died, so who was he guarding against?
Fu Huaiying is not stupid, so she naturally knows that it cannot be because of excessive favoritism. He could obviously send someone else, but he pointed to the commander. When the Fu family is sad and angry, she acts ostentatiously, which will naturally be regarded as a thorn in the flesh and a thorn in the eye by Wen Shuangye. His Majesty wants her to draw a line between herself and the Fu and Wen families.
Ji Yuan rode his horse close to the window and whispered, "Fu Zhibi, is it time to change out of your official uniform?"
Fu Huaiying lifted the curtain to look at him and smiled, "What can I do? I like some bright-colored clothes, but I don't have money to buy anything else, so I can only wear this."
Seeing that the smile in her eyes did not seem fake, Ji Yuan stopped trying to persuade her.
Two or three officials' families died in the capital, and Your Majesty gave them some compensation as a token of his appreciation.
When Fu Huairou was put into the coffin, Fu Huaiying found an excuse to go out. She walked into the small hall at the westernmost end of the courtyard, lit some incense, and knelt down to bow twice.
Above is Liu Mei's tablet. Her name could not be included in the family tree, and her tablet could not be placed in the ancestral hall. Fu Huaiying had no choice but to place the tablet in her own courtyard.
She turned her head and saw Fu Tingyun leaning against the door and looking at her. There was a chilling cruelty in his red and swollen eyes.
Fu Huaiying didn't avoid people when she left, and she didn't close the door when she came in, just to wait for him.
She stood up, clasped her hands together, bowed twice, turned her back to Fu Tingyun, and said softly, "Brother, I'm waiting for you."
Fu Tingyun had reached the limit of his patience. He stepped forward, grabbed her neck, and pressed her against the wall, roaring in a low voice, "Even if Huairou bullied you before, she never wanted to kill you!!! How dare you!!!"
Fu Huaiying was choked so hard that she was speechless, but she still smiled, "...Brother...don't be angry...if I die...you...will not be able to survive..."
Fu Tingyun saw that she was almost out of breath, so he let go of her hand. Fu Huaiying fell to the ground, gasping for breath. When she regained her balance, she suddenly smiled, "She just can't take my life, not be so kind as to let me go."
She stood up, holding onto the wall. "You're allowed to bully me, but I'm not allowed to resist even once?"
Fu Tingyun clenched his palms. He knew that Huairou was killed by the man in front of him, but he could do nothing to her now. It was the assassin's arrow that pierced Huairou's throat, and she was still in His Majesty's tent at that time.
His Majesty sent Ji Yuan to protect her, and the meaning was very clear, but he was unwilling to accept that his sister would be gone like this.
Fu Huaiying stepped forward and whispered in his ear. Fu Tingyun subconsciously took a step back, but the person in front of him kept coming closer.
"Before I was born, the eldest lady bullied my mother. After I was born, you all wanted me dead, but I survived and lived a better life than any of you. Brother, you can file a complaint with the emperor, but His Majesty will not help you."
Fu Tingyun pushed her away fiercely, "What do you mean!"
Fu Huaiying leaned against the table and said, "I didn't kill Fu Huairou. I just didn't save her. Big brother, you love your sister so much, why didn't you die for her? If you had gone with her that day, you could have protected her on the way and she wouldn't have died."
Fu Tingyun's face turned pale. He shook his head and tried to convince himself, "...the guards in the mansion will protect her...if it weren't for you...she wouldn't have died..."
Fu Huaiying laughed out loud, "Hahahahaha, palace guards? But when she was being chased by the assassin, no one protected her. Big brother, why do you think that was?"
Fu Tingyun's face turned even paler. He shook his head vigorously, not believing what she said, but he subconsciously believed it in his heart. If none of the palace guards were with Huairou, then where were they?
The answer is obvious. Fu Liusong was afraid of death and transferred all the guards to his side, so he left Fu Huairou alone to die.
"Brother," Fu Huaiying lowered his eyes, touched the little snake's head, and slapped it back. "I'm very happy that Fu Huairou is dead. If it weren't raining, I would set off firecrackers to celebrate. But, I didn't kill her. There's no need for me to dirty my hands for such a person."
Da Hu stood outside the door, listening to the girl's words, and wanted to laugh. Every time the girl lied, it sounded like the truth.
Fu Tingyun's face turned as pale as paper. He couldn't help but believe what Fu Huaiying said, but he couldn't accept that his once gentle and loving father was one of the driving forces behind his sister's death, and he couldn't accept Fu Huaiying's innocence.
He shook his head vigorously and rushed out of the door.
Da Hu walked in and looked down at the finger marks on her neck. "Does it hurt?"
"If you blow on me, it won't hurt."
Dahu went forward honestly and applied medicine to her.
Fu Huaiying looked outside and saw Ji Yuan standing outside the yard obediently. He didn't come in and didn't even look over.
The Ministry of Works made such a huge mistake, but His Majesty did not let him investigate. If it was not because the musket was leaked within the scope allowed by His Majesty, then Ji Yuan should not be reused. It is impossible that he was sent specially to keep an eye on her.
After thinking for a moment, Fu Huaiying stepped out and walked to Ji Yuan's side. "Commander, can I ask, this time the Ministry of Industry has such a big mistake, who will investigate?"
Ji Yuan shook his head subconsciously, "This is not something we should worry about."
"Ji Yuan, I'm just a little curious. Besides, if His Majesty sends someone to investigate, I'll know sooner or later."
Ji Yuan still shook his head stubbornly, "Fu Zhibi, don't ask me anymore, I don't know."
"Hmm... let me guess. His Majesty will definitely send the Imperial Guard to assist. Firearms are usually only equipped in local military camps, and each one is numbered. But checking each one individually is a huge task. Military generals are in good health and have a better understanding of firearms. The Ministry of Works and the Ministry of War have to avoid suspicion, so there are not many suitable candidates."
Ji Yuan sighed, his tone somewhat complaining, "You've already guessed it, why are you still asking me why?"
Fu Huaiying smiled and said, "I like it, so, is it Young Marquis Lin?"
Ji Yuan nodded, "Yes, you guessed it right, are you happy?"
"Why didn't they send you?"
Ji Yuan's eyes fell on her neck with pinch marks, his eyes dimmed slightly, and then he smiled again, "Me? Don't I want to protect you?"
"I'm so sorry for wasting your time."
Ji Yuan heard the teasing in her words, "Then you have to compensate me."
Fu Huaiying was stunned. Ji Yuan has always been very serious and old-fashioned. This was the first time she saw him joking like this.
Seeing her frustrated, Ji Yuan was in a good mood. "How does Fu Zhibi plan to compensate me?"
Fu Huaiying reacted and shook her head, "I can't make up for it. I'm clean now, and my pockets are cleaner than my face."
"Fu Zhibi is honest and upright. I am ashamed to say that I am not as good as him. I have no choice but to pay for it."
"When do you plan to invite him?"
Ji Yuan was helpless. "At least you have to wait until your eldest sister's funeral is over, right? The person is still in the coffin. If you go out to dinner with me...it will not sound good if it gets out."
Fu Huaiying spread her hands and said, "Well, I can only blame her. It was such an unfortunate death."
Ji Yuan lowered his eyes to look at her, the corners of his lips curled up, "Then I can't blame her, I can only blame you."
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