Chapter 16: It’s a shame we met too late “Plop——”
Du Hui said, "Of course! Master Fu is just like my Lord. He has been injured and is recuperating at home."
After he made it clear that Fu Zhen'er was not dead, he immediately said, "I rushed here as soon as I heard the news, just to invite Chief Fu to come into the mansion and personally check on your son's condition."
Upon hearing this, Fu Mingyi didn't care about anything else. He immediately followed the direction Du Hui was pointing and quickly walked up the stairs.
The other uncles hesitated about how many people to bring into the mansion. Du Hui immediately said, "I know you are all worried about Master Fu. Master Fu is a close friend of our young marquis and a distinguished guest of our Xiguan Marquisate. No matter how many people you want to bring into the mansion, our Xiguan Marquisate welcomes you with open doors!"
In the end, nearly thirty members of the Fu clan followed Fu Mingyi into the marquis' mansion.
After Du Hui entertained everyone, he instructed Jin Jie to get along well with the Fu family members and to take some drinking water from the mansion to entertain the Fu family members. Then, without even looking at her again, when he heard that Fu Zhen'er was still alive, the captain of the imperial guards, Pan Yi, with a gloomy face and a frown, hurried back to the mansion.
When Fu Mingyi rushed to the marquis's mansion, someone arranged by Du Hui led him all the way to the old housekeeper's yard.
As soon as he pushed the door open, Fu Mingyi's red eyes looked straight at the couch in the bedroom.
A noble young man in brocade clothes was sitting in front of the couch. He took a hot towel that had just been changed with water from the old servant beside him, bent down slightly, lowered his head, and carefully wiped the person on the bed.
After rushing all the way in a panic, Fu Mingyi felt as if his feet were filled with lead. He stared blankly at the young man in gorgeous clothes who had wiped the person on the couch. With the help of the old servant, he carefully lifted the person up and leaned him against the soft pillow. Someone beside him brought a bowl of hot soup.
I think I need to continue feeding the soup.
As the person on the couch was helped up, Fu Mingyi finally saw his son's haggard and weak face.
Weak, as if having experienced a serious illness, and still with the confusion and dullness of just waking up.
But, people are indeed alive!
The Fu clan members behind him also rushed over and stopped behind Fu Mingyi. They saw at a glance that the patient on the couch was their future clan leader.
"Zhen'er!"
"Brother Xiaozhen!"
A series of shouts echoed throughout the house.
It seemed that only then did the person tending to the bedside startle him. He turned his head slightly, revealing a face that was indistinguishable between male and female, captivating, yet faintly weak and sickly. With a hint of doubt, he looked at the crowd gathered at the doorway.
Fu Mingyi recognized this face. This person was the former prince of Xiguan and now the Marquis of Xiguan - Liu Ziye.
However, he only learned about Liu Ziye's demotion to a marquis last night and when he surrounded the mansion this morning.
The person on the couch also looked over here as Liu Ziye's attention shifted. After recognizing the person, he raised a hand slightly: "Dad..."
Fu Mingyi took a deep breath, walked to the bedside in a few long strides, knelt down and held his son's hand: "Zhen'er, Zhen'er, you made your father look for you so hard!"
Liu Ziye wisely stepped aside immediately, leaving space for Fu Mingyi and his companions.
"father……"
Fu Zhen'er was severely exhausted and could only respond in such a simple manner. His face was pale and blue, and his cheekbones were sunken, but one could still see his original extraordinary and handsome appearance from his eyebrows and bones.
Seeing Fu Zhen'er so weak that she couldn't even speak, Fu Mingyi couldn't help but feel heartbroken. He just said, "Okay, I won't say anything now. I won't say anything now. As long as Dad knows that you are alive, I am happy."
Several members of the Fu clan who came over couldn't help but wipe away their tears when they saw the young clan leader's condition.
"It turns out to be Brother Fu's father, the leader of the Fu clan."
At this moment, several people heard the young man next to them talking, and they all turned their heads to look at Liu Ziye, the young marquis of Xiguan, who was not unfamiliar to them.
Although this man is still young and once had a bad reputation in Yucheng, he is still the prince of the royal palace of the Great Zhou Dynasty and is now a young marquis of the current dynasty.
What was even more embarrassing was that after hearing the news from the Governor's Mansion, they mistakenly believed that Fu Zhener had died in the Xiguan Marquis Mansion, and led thousands of clansmen to surround the Xiguan Marquis Mansion to demand an explanation.
But not only did his son not die as the news said, he seemed to be being taken care of carefully and attentively by Xiguan Hou.
Fu Mingyi calmed himself down, coughed lightly, and stood up, ready to pay his respects to Marquis Xiguan, and then he had to ask him what his son had experienced.
“Plop—”
However, he had just stood up and had not yet bent down to kneel and salute when he saw the noble young marquis of Xiguan take the lead, lift up his robe and kneel down!
"Uncle Fu, please forgive Ziye for not taking good care of you, which led to Brother Fu suffering such a great disaster! Ziye really... really feels guilty towards Uncle Fu..."
The old housekeeper, holding the half-eaten hot soup fed by Liu Ziye in his hands, shook violently and almost dropped the bowl on the ground!
What on earth did his old eyes see?
After giving instructions on how to deal with the gatekeepers, Du Hui, who had just arrived a step late and had just stepped into the room, saw this scene...
With a "gulp", he tripped on the threshold!
Xiying, the personal guard who had been standing by to help, also pinched his thigh.
I am not dreaming! !
Fu Mingyi's shock was no less than that of the others in the Marquis' Mansion. He completely forgot what he was supposed to do and could only take two steps forward to support the kneeling young Marquis. "Young Marquis of Xiguan, what are you doing? Please stand up quickly! I, Fu Mingyi, am just a commoner. How can I bear such a great honor from you, Marquis?"
"No."
Liu Ziye raised his eyes, his narrow, slightly raised phoenix eyes gathering a glimmer of light as he looked at Fu Mingyi in front of him with sincerity: "Ziye feels guilty and ashamed to face Uncle Fu. This courtesy is what Ziye should do! Uncle Fu is Brother Fu's father, and by extension, he is also my elder. How can I not accept this?"
"this……"
Fu Mingyi is usually smart and capable, but he has been suffering a lot in the past two months because of the disappearance of his only son. Since he learned last night that his son was dead, he was even more heartbroken!
He forced himself to stay awake, did not close his eyes all night, gathered his clansmen and came to the outside of Xiguanhou Mansion.
Moments ago, he had suddenly learned that his only son was still alive, which had shaken him even more. Now, as father and son met again, his emotions were in turmoil, and Liu Ziye suddenly bowed so suddenly that he couldn't immediately connect the dots.
Fu Mingyi asked, "What exactly is going on here? Why do you, Young Marquis of Xiguan, call me Brother Fu? And why did Zhen'er appear in your mansion after just two months? And why, why did I hear that it was you, the Marquis of Xiguan, who imprisoned and tortured my son?"
Liu Ziye continued, "This is exactly what I want to explain in detail to Uncle Fu!"
"well."
Fu Mingyi had been in charge of the clan's affairs for many years, and Liu Ziye had already expressed his feelings frankly. He immediately tugged at Liu Ziye's arm again and said, "Please, Lord Xiguan, do not treat me with such great courtesy. Otherwise, how can I listen to what I am going to say in peace?"
Liu Ziye also stood up and said, "Uncle, let's sit outside and talk for a while. Brother Fu still needs to rest. You can leave some of your clansmen here to take care of him together with the old housekeeper of my mansion."
Wait for the two of them to sit down outside.
Du Hui sat down below, and Xiying stood beside Liu Ziye.
Liu Ziye took the initiative to open the conversation: "The story begins two months ago. At that time, my father passed away, and Ziye lost his last relative in the world. In his depression, he left everyone in the mansion and rode alone to the shore of Xisai Lake..."
Fu Mingyi listened to the sadness and grief in Liu Ziye's tone, and suddenly realized that this young prince and young marquis who sounded so noble was actually a fourteen-year-old boy who had recently lost his loved ones!
Liu Ziye said slowly, "It was by the Xisai Lake that I met Brother Fu, who was also boating alone. We talked and felt that we had met too late. Brother Fu's words of comfort eased my sorrow, and we immediately decided to call each other brothers. Before we left that day, Ziye invited Brother Fu to stay at my house, and he gladly accepted! We rode back together, enjoying the journey! But unexpectedly..."
Fu Mingyi never expected that his son would get along so well with the young Marquis of Xiguan, to the point that they became brothers at first sight.
Hearing this, he thought that something unexpected must have happened, leading to the current situation, and his expression suddenly became serious.
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