Chapter 470

Fu Zhuang took the confession drawn by the doorkeeper of the small courtyard, and Fu Xue spit out.

She wanted to use this child to force Fu Chen to cross the clear road.

Although Fu Chen maintained secret correspondence with her, his attitude towards her was not warm, and he often expressed remorse, and often said that "he has disappointed the expectations of his father and mother".

As for the origin of Fu Chen's mentality, Fu Xue is vague. However, Fu Zhuang easily figured out the trick.

Perhaps, the matter between Fu Xue and Fu Chen is not as simple as Fu Xue said. It's hard to say whether Fu Chen was calculated by Fu Xue. After all, the son touched the person in his father's room, and with his son's behavior, Fu Zhuang believed that Fu Chen would not be able to do it.

Fu Zhuang asked Fu Xue what he had done when he left the mansion besides seeing Fu Chen. Fu Xue refused to answer.

Even if she didn't say Fu Zhuang, she could guess that Fu Xue must be secretly and quietly helping the Zhang family do something. She didn't want to tell what the Zhang family was doing in private, so she kept silent.

This is a loyal woman.

The funny thing is that this loyal maid carried the mistress behind her back and got together with the eldest son of the mistress.

Fu Zhuang called Fu Chen, and after only a few words, Fu Chen's face turned white.

Need you say anything more? His son could read. It's a pity that in addition to reading, I don't even know that I was calculated.

Fu Zhuang only asked when and where Fu Chen and Fu Xue were for the first time. Fu Chen said with a white face: "It was during the Dragon Boat Festival last year, in the study. ”

Fu Zhuang frowned when he heard this.

The beginning of this matter must have been a calculation, and Fu Xue couldn't arrange such a thing alone. Have a private meeting with your son in the outer study. Someone must have helped her, or someone secretly contributed to it.

It's just that it's hard to check what happened a year ago. Even if you find someone on duty, who can remember what happened on a certain day a year ago?

Fu Xue was honest in this matter, saying that it was also a coincidence that she climbed into Fu Chen's bed.

Fu Zhuang knew that no one would help her in this kind of thing. It must have been even Fu Xue who asked someone to calculate.

It's just that why didn't the calculating person always use this matter to blackmail Fu Xue or even Fu Chen? This incident has happened for nearly a year, and the house has always been calm. This is also quite puzzling.

Seeing that Fu Chen's face was as white as paper. was so guilty that he could barely lift his head, and Fu Zhuang didn't criticize him too much, only killed a few of the little guys he was used to, and then let him go.

At this point, the matter is no longer traceable.

Fu Zhuang immediately asked someone to pour medicine into Fu Xue.

This girl knows too much. And the child in her womb. Fu Zhuang couldn't ask Fu Chen to admit it.

Ineffable. This matter can only be closed vaguely. At that time, he only said that Fu Xue was dead and refused to say who the child was, and then found a reason to dispose of the person, and the matter could be closed.

Speaking of which. Fu Xue is scheming for Fu Chen. Even the safflower was prepared in advance, in order to be afraid that if the Zhang family found out, he could use the safflower as a cover to continue to show her loyal and maiden nature.

It's a pity that people are not as good as heaven.

After thinking about all this, Fu Zhuang did not feel angry or disappointed.

He was just a little tired and emotional

Born lowly, how can you live without calculation? And if these servants don't know how to calculate, the master won't like it.

It's just that Fu Xue shouldn't have calculated on his Fu Zhuang's head.

After Fu Zhuang asked someone to feed the medicine, he locked Fu Xue in the firewood room.

It takes some time to have a miscarriage, and he doesn't mind letting Fu Xue watch his child being beaten down. Presumably, then she will understand what will happen to those who like to calculate others and are not cautious enough.

And at this moment, when Zhang's face that was slightly vicissitudes of life due to exhaustion was presented in front of Fu Zhuang's eyes, he once again felt a deep boredom.

He let out a long breath and walked slowly into the room.

"Sir." Zhang stood up and stepped forward to help him take off his robe, with some uneasiness in his expression.

"Don't be busy, you sit first." Fu Zhuang held her hand and said warmly.

Looking at Fu Zhuang's face without any emotional changes, the uneasiness in Zhang's heart became stronger and stronger.

She sat down, poured half a cup of tea into the cup of the pink and green silk ring official kiln, and said softly: "This is the new Hongzhou Bailu this year, the old man is the favorite." ”

Fu Zhuang sat opposite her, picked up the teacup and took a sip, slightly closed his eyes and savored it for a while, Fang Wen said: "Excellent," Fu looked at Zhang again and smiled: "You have a heart." ”

Zhang lowered his head slightly, suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and said softly: "Master, the concubine is ......."

"I know it all." Fu Zhuang interrupted her gently.

Zhang raised his head and looked at Fu Zhuang with a slight surprise: "You know everything?" ”

"I see. I know everything about Fuxue and other things. Fu Zhuang said gently.

Between Zhang's gentle eyebrows, a trace of panic finally appeared.

Fu Xue knew a lot of secrets, and Zhang couldn't figure out what Fu Zhuang knew and how much he knew at this time.

"I know you've done a lot for me." Fu Zhuang's voice was as clear as a light rain in March, but Zhang's heart suddenly rose to his throat.

She looked at Fu Zhuang half suspiciously and half uneasily.

Fu Zhuang was also looking at her.

His eyes were gentle, calm, just like he was.

Zhang's heart was at a loss.

She didn't always know what he was thinking. Especially in recent years, Fu Zhuang has become more and more elusive, and she has become more and more unable to guess him.

However, whether he was in a good mood or a bad mood, she still knew a little bit.

Fu Zhuang was really not angry, and he was not even disappointed.

Those eyes were as deep as the dark sky, but they were also calm and serene.

Zhang finally turned his eyes away.

"Do you know everything, master? Then you can blame the concubine for ......."

"I don't blame you." Fu Zhuang interrupted her words again, and at the same time, he also reached out and gently held her hand, "You have done a lot of things for me, all to help me, I know it." How could I blame you, if I said thank you, it would be almost the same. Fu Zhuang's warm and moist voice was as clear as the wind.

"Master......" Zhang's nose was a little sour.

"From now on, you don't have to do anything." Fu Zhuang continued, "Everything is done by the husband. All you need to do is give birth to a few children and watch the marriage happen. ”

Zhang looked at Fu Zhuang in surprise, his eyes full of disbelief: "What does the master mean ......"

"I mean, I'm not going to make you suffer anymore. It's up to me to do all these things, you just need to take care of your children and find a good family for them. ”

Zhang's nose was a little sour again.

She has been married into the Hou Mansion for so many years, and Fu Zhuang has respected her like a guest and has always respected her. However, today's thoughtful words are the first time he has said to her. (To be continued.) )