The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Mrs. Xu stood up and greeted her warmly. After the others walked away, she looked at Hong Wanqing's back, restrained her smile, and shook her head gently.

Forget it, what is wrong with her about other people's husband and wife?

Hong Wanqing had been looking forward to the Shangsi Festival for a month. She originally went out happily, but she met Wang Yanqing halfway through, and all her good mood was gone. Especially when she found Fu Tingzhou, she found that Fu Tingzhou had injured his hand.

Hong Wanqing endured all the way, and after returning to the mansion, she couldn't bear it any longer, and burst out with Fu Tingzhou: Master Hou, what's wrong with your hand?

When I went to see the Chen family just now, Fu Tingzhou said that he was in a bad mood, and when he heard Hong Wanqing eating gunpowder, he questioned him, and said coldly: I said just now, I accidentally scratched on the tree.

Scraped on a tree? Can such a deep wound leave such traces without smashing something hard? Hong Wanqing thought that Lu Heng was coming from that direction. When she looked for it, Fu Tingzhou stared at the water in despair. Combining all the signs, it was not difficult to guess what happened.

With all kinds of stuffiness gathered together today, Hong Wanqing couldn't help but stabbed: Did you scrape on a tree or did you have a conflict with someone? Lord Hou, you are the Hou of Zhenyuan, and you are responsible for the face of the Hou's Mansion. My uncle is right. You give high hopes, but you should not do anything that will hurt the dignity of the two governments.

Hong Wanqing regretted as soon as she finished speaking. Was she crazy to say such a thing to Fu Tingzhou? Seeing Fu Tingzhou's face turning cold, Hong Wanqing was filled with remorse, and she immediately said with red eyes: Master Hou, I'm so angry that I don't want to say anything. I also see that you pay too much attention to her, and it's a momentary taste...

It's a pity that the methods of trying Bailing in Yongping Hou's mansion did not work for Fu Tingzhou. He stood up and said coldly: You are the jewel in the palm of Wuding Hou and Yongping Hou, how can I dare to treat the Hong family daughter badly? In one day, you will never let the Fu family hurt your honorable daughter of Yongping Hou Qianjin.

After Fu Tingzhou finished speaking, he turned around and left. Hong Wanqing burst into tears and hurried to hold Fu Tingzhou's hand, but he pushed him away before she touched it. As soon as the door opened and closed, the wind outside took advantage of the gap to let in, and Hong Wanqing stood on the ground, like falling into an ice cave.

Seeing that Fu Tingzhou's face was wrong when he went out, the dowry hurriedly came in to check. When she saw Hong Wanqing, she hurriedly asked, Mrs. Hou, what's wrong?

When Hong Wanqing saw the dowry mama, she seemed to have found the backbone, and tears streamed down her face: Mammy, I seem to have said the wrong thing.

When the dowry mama finished listening to Hong Wanqing's words, her scalp was numb. This is more than saying the wrong thing, this is simply throwing the love of husband and wife on the ground and stepping on it.

Brothers can't stand to talk about things every day with kindness, let alone husband and wife. The marriage between Hong Wanqing and Fu Tingzhou is to get what they need. Now the Marquis of Wuding pushes Fu Tingzhou. In the future, when Fu Tingzhou's power grows, he will give back to Marquis Wuding. Beijing is accustomed to this kind of marriage model, Hong Wanqing should never be wrong, should not tell the truth, and also involve Wu Dinghou.

But at this point, can the dowry still say that Hong Wanqing did something wrong? She could only persuade Hong Wanqing to solve it in a good direction: Mrs. Hou, don't worry, when your lips are still knocking against your teeth, the husband and wife are facing each other, how can you not fight? You and Hou Ye are both young, You have a lot of energy, wait for Lord Hou to ease this anger, you can send some cakes and serve it softly, and this matter will be over.

Hong Wanqing burst into tears and asked expectantly, Really?

The dowry is not Fu Tingzhou, how does she know? But the dowry mama can only bite the bullet and nod, and swear: Really.

Hong Wanqing finally felt at ease. She let go of her worries about her future and remembered what happened during the day. Hong Wanqing said indignantly: Mommy, you didn't see it today. When he saw that woman, he didn't even blink his eyes. Isn't it because he has a pretty face, why are Hou Ye and Dudu Lu like that? Superficial, everyone is holding her.

The dowry maid had already heard the accompanying maid talk about the outside world, and also knew that the green plum that Fu Tingzhou had never forgotten, is now Lu Heng's wife. After marrying Lu Heng, they couldn't help demeaning them. Jinyiwei was very powerful. If Jinyiwei listened to it, some of them would eat good fruit.

So Hong Wanqing didn't dare to say Wang Yanqing's name even if she was angry. The dowry didn't dare to mention it, and said vaguely: Every family has a difficult scripture to read. Who knows when the door is closed. Don't worry too much about your own life, only you know it.

Hong Wanqing vented for a while, then calmed down slowly. Yes, who said that Wang Yanqing would get married to Lu Heng, someone like Lu Heng doesn't know how to torture people in private. She has the support of her mother's family and the care of her uncle. After all, she is better off.

Now in the Lu Mansion, Wang Yanqing is indeed preventing Lu Heng from torturing her.

Wang Yanqing unbuttoned her jewelry, she glanced at Lu Heng in the mirror, and said, I'll tell you in advance, I don't know anything about today's affairs, so don't use the topic for a while and bring it to me again.

Lu Heng sat on the side watching Wang Yanqing remove his makeup. Hearing this, he laughed, put down the teacup and walked towards Wang Yanqing: I know. You shouldn't be so protective of me, am I the kind of person who makes trouble without reason?

Wang Yanqing smiled and did not speak. If he was reasonable, there would be no scoundrels on that day. Wang Yanqing removed the jade hairpins that fastened the bun on both sides, and the long hair poured down like a waterfall. Lu Heng picked up a strand and fondled it.