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"Mrs. Lian, Mrs. Xu, these ladies, they seem to be doing well lately......"

Yilan and Fangzhu knew these things.

Yilan couldn't help but want to remind Fu Nianjun, "Lady, the people who investigated only said that these families are very usual, and they can't find anything, neither good nor bad." ”

So where does the phrase "doing well" come from?

Fu Nianjun looked at Yilan, the meaning in his eyes was very unclear.

Yilan looked back at the past in confusion.

Naturally, the little girls didn't understand.

Fu Nianjun smiled.

How can outsiders know if this is good or not?

For example, the few words she asked Sisi at the right time, Lu Xuan's recent lack of coming to Flower Street and Willow Lane is a big hint. He is not a prostitute, so he naturally stays in the house to accompany his wife and children, and the rest of the adults seem to be in a similar situation.

Naturally, this is not a big deal.

However, in connection with the situation when the Wei family disappeared sneakily with Mrs. Xu and Mrs. Lian in the Zhao family that day, Fu Nianjun had to go to the extremely private aspects of those women's homes to guess.

This Wei family, perhaps the foundation of close association with several ladies, is to help and teach them to envelop their husbands.

These husbands, without exception, are all romantic figures.

Although Wei is young, unlike those who are proficient in this way, those ladies are also much older than her, and they are noble ladies, which seems to be a bit unreasonable.

But things between men and women are not something that can be judged by common sense.

Mrs. Lian, with a personality as flamboyant as fire, must have been a little lady who dared to love and hate when she was young, which can be seen from her sassy performance when she looked at the lights in Shangyuan that day, but it was the life of the nobles in Beijing that made her have to suppress her own nature.

If she has the opportunity to have a neck-to-neck relationship with her husband, the mandarin duck, and linger in love, she will definitely try.

As for how the Wei family taught several ladies between the beds, Fu Nianjun, an unmarried little lady who had never practiced and witnessed, was unknown, and she would just talk on paper.

Based on this speculation, that day, at the Zhao family of the Duke of Jin, Fu Yunhua fell into the water and was rescued by Qian Jinghua, and Mrs. Xu hurried over, changed her clothes and combed her hair again, which made sense.

Probably because Wei took advantage of that opportunity to teach her some secret techniques.

However, taking advantage of the literary meeting, so many girls and girls gathered in the Zhao family, and Mrs. Xu still has this interest, which is really a wonderful person.

Fu Nianjun thought of Mrs. Xu's dignified and kind face and gentle and pleasant demeanor, and couldn't help but bend the corners of her lips slightly, but she didn't know that Mrs. Xu was so "affectionate" to Lord Zhao.

"What is the lady laughing at?"

Yilan made tea for Fu Nianjun.

"Nothing. ”

Fu Nianjun interrupted some improper train of thought, the affairs of other husbands and wives, she guessed so much to do.

She just thought of the Wei family, and the person who cultivated her behind the scenes was indeed not easy.

That person should have raised a group of people like Wei very early, perhaps both men and women, so that they could learn to be proficient in these "side ways", so that they could be placed in various places in the capital to find out the news and do things for him.

Fu Nianjun felt shocked when he thought about it.

Wei's background is clean and innocent, and even her marriage to Zheng Duan, the judge of Dali Temple, is a matter of course.

Fu Nianjun knew that if the people behind the scenes wanted to do this, they must not have arranged an identity for her on the spur of the moment, they must have started a long time ago......

Even when she was younger.

If it weren't for the fact that Fu Nianjun had a deep impression on Xun Le's father and son, she only noticed the Wei family, so how could she find such a person hidden in the crowd?

Even, there are countless such people.

Fu Nianjun's scalp was numb, the other party came back much earlier than her, and he began to plan the layout, much earlier than she started.

As she is now, she has gone to seek money and raise people as soon as possible, which is indeed too laborious and laborious, and there are still many things beyond her ability.

The other party has long been ready.

That's why he can hide behind his back so unscrupulously and calculate Zhou Yubai and Fu Kun.

Because he already has enough skills to hide himself, and only manipulates some puppets who are difficult to reveal his identity to do things for him.

Fu Nianjun analyzed so many reasons from the Wei family.

But she knew it wasn't enough.

Her mood gradually became heavy again, no matter what, she must stop him from dragging Fu Kun and his son into the water again.

The only way is to attack Wei and Xun Le father and son first.

If she can't win this battle, then how will she deal with more crises in the future?

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Wei Shi was lying on the couch in his room with a pale face, and the small table next to the couch was burning with sandalwood, which was so rich that it made people faint.

"Madam, this fragrant ......"

"A little thicker. ”

Wei commanded lightly.

The girl endured the discomfort at the end of her nose and persuaded her: "Madam, too strong incense is not good for your health, you are sick......"

Wei closed his eyes, and a trace of confusion crossed Qingli's face.

"Sick? What will I be sick? I'm fine. ”

She just felt that only the thick sandalwood incense burned and smoked, like the smell in a Buddhist temple, made her feel at ease.

It made her feel that she was not so dirty in the sandalwood.

"Madame, drink the medicine, drink the medicine, and the disease will be cured. ”

Wei shook his head, "You go out, I'll drink it myself." ”

The girl was a little worried, but she still put down the bowl and retreated.

Wei's face turned pale and he looked up at the tall beams.

She wanted to hang herself with a white silk hanging on her head.

But she couldn't die.

No, it's not that you can't die.

It's not time to die.

After completing Lang Jun's instructions, the three-foot white silk is her destination.

Wei's heart was already dead, and from the moment she was brought into the room by Xun Le when she went to Xun Mansion, she had no hope of wanting to live.

She didn't expect that Xun Le's wife, Wang, didn't want to ask her for any tricks in the room at all.

She obeyed her husband to the point that outsiders could not imagine.

She will give her husband whatever he wants.

Wei often goes in and out of the nobles' portals, and has long been targeted.

Xun Le heard from his wife that Wei's kung fu in bed was good, and he often had a way to teach those women who had been in drought for a long time to please men again, and Wei's tricks to please men were also all kinds of tricks, without repetition, and he had long wanted to give it a try.

Not only him, but also his son......

Wei stared blankly at Chengchen above his head, his face lifeless.

That's how she reacted that day.

She didn't think about resisting, of course she wouldn't, and resistance wouldn't do her any good.

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I found out no, our heroine is an old driver, driving dirty and dirty~~~~ and mud cute, it is enough to say that Wei's is lace, can she eat so much lace~