"Yunting, how are the preparations for the wedding going?" Li Hongyuan leaned back in his chair. His body was relaxed, with a bit of laziness. Coupled with his good looks, it was really pleasing to the eye. Even men couldn't help but take a few more glances.
"Replying to Wangye, everything is ready. The wedding date is set for two months later." Unfortunately, Fu Yunting was determined to be blind.
"It's too long. The wedding must be held before the end of the month." His dark eyes stared unblinkingly at Fu Yunting.
"… … Yes." There were only a few days left until the end of the month. Fu Yunting really wanted to roar at him. What was he trying to do? According to the awkward position of Wu Anhou, he might not be able to marry a decent wife for the rest of his life. He wasn't worried, so why was his master so worried? Could it be that this marriage has something to do with your great career? Were you afraid that a long delay would lead to unexpected changes?
Li Hongyuan casually threw a small flat box to him. "A wedding gift."
"Many thanks to Wangye." It was so light that he didn't know what was inside. Fu Yunting's heart trembled. He didn't know if this was the King of Hell's next move.
He didn't know how many people had pledged their allegiance to Wangye, but among those who were familiar with him, who didn't say that he was Wangye's number one right-hand man? Some even said that he was Wangye's pet molester. Motherf * cker, he would rather work harder than a cow, or even be a free laborer, just to avoid meeting the King of Hell. As for the so-called pet molester, he was sometimes even willing to put down his dignity, hoping that it was true. At least, according to the character of this pet molester who would not last for more than seven days, after seven days, he would not be bothered with him anymore, which would be the best. Unfortunately, ever since this master secretly arranged a good marriage for him, this pet molester talk disappeared like smoke.
It could be imagined how deep the "damage" Li Hongyuan caused to Fu Yunting.
At first, Fu Yunting thought that this master treated everyone the same. Later, he found out that this was not the case. In private, he almost never showed any emotions. Even when he used bloody and cruel methods to deal with people, he was still as calm as an ancient well. No one could guess what he was thinking.
Only when Fu Yunting met him alone, the gaze that fell on him was like a venomous snake staring at its prey, containing a violent storm that could tear him to pieces at any time. Fu Yunting thought several times that this person would take his life, but it didn't. Even if they "sparred" again and again in the martial arts arena, the bones in his body were broken one after another, and he fell into a coma no less than three times. In the end, he was still fine. He used the best wound medicine, and not the slightest bit of illness was left behind. At the same time, his martial arts skills were also increasing. He dared to say that in the current capital, there were not many people who could beat him.
Fu Yunting understood that the King of Hell must have a grudge against him, but he did not know the reason why he would not take his life. After a long time, although he was afraid, he had gotten used to it. What he wanted to know the most right now was, what kind of grudge did they have?
The grudge of killing his father and mother? Don't joke around. This person's father was the Emperor. He, Fu Yunting, did not have the guts or ability to kill the Emperor. And when his mother died, he, Fu Yunting, was not even born yet. The grudge of stealing his wife and killing his son? He, Fu Yunting, had always been clean and honest. In addition, His Highness Wu Anhou had always been quick to get rid of him. He did not even have a tongfang or a maidservant by his side, and Jin Wangfu also did not have a Wangfei, okay? And those who could have become Jin Wangfei, if they were not dead, then they had met with an accident. Even so, they had nothing to do with him! Wangye, can you tell me, how did this little one offend you?
Could it be a grudge from a previous life?
"Scram."
"… … Yes." Was he going to let him go just like that? Fu Yunting felt that the box in his hand was hot to the touch.
Li Hongyuan stared at a certain person's back, causing that person to involuntarily quicken his steps and quickly disappear.
"In this life, you will not have another chance." Li Hongyuan muttered in a voice that even he could not hear.
Fu Yunting skillfully avoided the spies that were planted inside and outside Wu Anhou. After returning to his room, he did not hesitate and directly opened the box. He was very clear that if Prince Jin gave him something, there was no reason for him to dispose of it without even looking at it. And the thing inside was far beyond his expectations. It was banknotes, and there was a total of three hundred thousand taels.
Fu Yunting sat on the chair and looked at the banknotes in a daze.
Their Wu Anhou Manor was formerly known as the founding Duke of Wu 'an's Manor. The manor did not shrink because of the demotion. On the contrary, it was still full of flowers and brocade. It did not look worse than the Sun Family's Duke Dingguo's Manor. However, anyone who knew the inside story knew that this was just an illusion. No matter how beautiful the things were, they were all bestowed by the Emperor. They could not eat or drink. The entire Wu Anhou Manor could not spend more than a thousand taels of silver all year round, and this was the result of the entire manor living frugally. They had farms and shops, but they were all controlled by others. The money that came into their hands was barely enough for them to live a hard life. His two nephews and one niece might not even be able to tailor new clothes for a year. Most of the time, they would use the adults' clothes to make them smaller. Because they were watched too closely, he couldn't even think of other ways to get money.
And this superficial glory was something that his uncles, his father, and his brothers had used their lives and blood on the battlefield in exchange for. Apart from the poor Three Dukes and Five Marquises, only his Fu family had persisted on the path of a military general. No matter how they declined, they still clenched their teeth and held on. Fu Yunting once did not understand the meaning of this persistence, until he was the only pillar left in the entire House of Marquises.
He could not forget the tattered corpses of his relatives. He could not forget the struggle and persistence of his eldest uncle, who was Wu Anhou, as he lay paralyzed in bed for many years, refusing to close his eyes. He could not forget the jealousy and hatred in the eyes of the other Three Dukes and Five Marquises when the Count was promoted to Marquis and the "rewards" flowed into the manor like water. He could not forget the jealousy and hatred in the eyes of the other Three Dukes and Five Marquises. He could not forget his little niece wearing old clothes on the outside to attend a banquet. Her clothes were deliberately torn and she was wantonly ridiculed and humiliated. He could not forget his nephews coming back from school with bruised noses and swollen faces. He could not forget them always asking him why. He could not forget the widows in the manor crying until their eyes went blind …
"The Fu Family is full of martyrs. How can there be such a coward like you, Fu Yunting? You're so cowardly and weak that you can't even compare to a delicate girl. Fu Yunting, the person who should have died on the battlefield is you."
They had never thought about who was the one who had given them their luxurious life!
He hated them so much that he wished he could kill all of them. However, he could not. He could do nothing but endure. Whenever he made a mistake, Jin Shang would accuse him of a great crime and remove him, the only pillar of support, and then give Wu Anhou rewards and appeasement. This was the so-called cutting the weeds and eliminating the roots. How many times could the rest of the women and children play with Jin Shang? Jin Shang had done so perfectly that it did not damage his prestige in the hearts of the people. He even gained a good reputation for treating meritorious officials well. He had already left Wu Anhou isolated and helpless, at his mercy.
"Yunting, live well. There is always hope as long as you live. Maybe there will be a turn for the better in the next moment. We can't shrink back. If we shrink back, we will be doomed eternally. Do you understand?" Eldest Uncle's bony hand grabbed him tightly, as if it was about to break.
He agreed with tears. That was the last time he shed tears.
From then on, Wu Anhou became arrogant and ignored outsiders. Fu Yunting ate, drank, and played, and was an extraordinary hedonist.
Because of this situation, when Prince Jin was secretly recruiting him, after seeing Prince Jin's extraordinary ability, he didn't hesitate to submit. Even if Prince Jin didn't like him and made him suffer countless times, he didn't think of submitting to another master. It wasn't just because no one else was willing to use the Wu 'an Marquis Household. More importantly, other than the fact that Prince Jin was against him, he was definitely a good master. As long as he worked for him wholeheartedly and didn't have any thoughts of rebelling, he was always generous.
With regards to Prince Jin, Fu Yunting still had some doubts. According to his ability, there was no need for him to involve the Wu 'an Marquis Household. Instead of saying that the Wu' an Marquis Household was his help, it was more of a burden. If he was not careful, he would get into trouble. Although to him, the possibility of being exposed was very small. The reason for this was as inexplicable as why Jin Shang targeted him.
Fu Yunting put away the banknotes, got up, and went to the main courtyard to visit his uncle. This was something he had to do every day, so it would not arouse the suspicion of spies.
Not long after Fu Yunting entered Wu Anhou's dormitory, he heard his anxious roar.
Wu Anhou, who had been paralyzed in bed for several years, was critically ill. This time, he was afraid that he was really going to die!
The next day, Fu Yunting personally went to his fiancee's house, hoping that the wedding date would be brought forward. Otherwise, if Wu Anhou was not well …
The bride's family was very reasonable. If Wu Anhou went, it would delay their daughter's wedding. Therefore, the wedding date was changed to three days later.
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