Fast time travel villain, she commits crimes based on her beauty

early morning--

Song Youcai stretched comfortably, and subconsciously touched his side, but it was empty.

A black shadow walked away from his feet while he was not paying attention.

Song Youcai was furious in an instant. Could it be that Meijiao Niang who just married yesterday ran away? !

"Come on!"

Song Youcai roared angrily, and immediately a servant stepped forward and asked, "Master, what are your orders?"

"Dig three feet to find that little girl Fuyue, go!"

The boy nodded, and when he was about to turn around and leave, he thought of something and paused.

Song Youcai noticed something unusual and asked, "Do you have anything to say?"

The boy looked hesitant: "Master, little one, I dare not say it."

Song Youcai's heartstrings immediately tensed, Wuminghuo rushed out all of a sudden, and he faintly felt the top of his head turn green.

"Say!"

"Master, I seem to have seen that the young master came to the bamboo forest last night, and, and..."

"And what?!"

The boy's face turned red, and he hesitated and said: "And it seems that I heard some strange voices, it seems that there are men and women..."

"enough!"

Song Youcai's face had already turned a liver-colored color, and his back molars creaked in anger.

"Little bitch, you really are restless. Find her out for me. I have to chop her up to get rid of my hatred."

Seeing his ruthless appearance, the boy couldn't help but tremble.

While the two were talking, a plain white figure walked over gracefully.

Song Youcai's eyes were attracted instantly, and after he took a closer look, it turned out to be Fuyue, a little brat!

"Why is the master so angry? It's so early in the morning, it's not good for your health."

The girl's brows and eyes are pretty, her cheeks are flushed, and she has been nourished by love at first glance.

Song Youcai became even more annoyed. He grabbed Fuyue and asked viciously, "Where did you go?! Tell me, did you go out to fool around? I didn't see anyone early in the morning!"

Unexpectedly, Fuyue's delicate body shuddered, she was so wronged that she dropped her pearls: "Master, I just went to the small kitchen to make a bowl of noodle soup, why are you fooling around.

Even if the father is gone and the family is in decline, the concubine is still the daughter of an official family and has learned the ways of Confucius and Mencius, so how can she be insulted like this! "

When Song Youcai heard her mentioning her father, a look of unnaturalness flashed across his face, and then his gaze moved down her arm, only to see the food box she was carrying in her hand.

But Song Youcai did not dispel his suspicions. He said coldly: "Even if you really met this morning, where did you go last night?"

Fuyue's face became strange, her toes were facing each other, a little at a loss: "Concubine... where else can I go, we were together yesterday, you forgot?"

It's okay not to mention this, but whenever Song Youcai mentioned this, he felt a pain in his head, shoulder, chest and back, and even his lower body felt as if it was being torn apart.

Was it really that intense last night?

But why I don't have any impression at all, I only remember Fuyue's flowery face and soft red lips.

I don't know anything else.

Especially when he got up together this morning, he found that he couldn't do it again.

Perhaps it was the effect of alcohol that made him forget the process, but it was the lost memory that made him feel very uncertain, and he deeply suspected that Fuyue and Song Qianhuai were behind his back.

Thinking of the boy's indescribable expression, Song Youcai lost face immediately, and he became angry from embarrassment, "Damn bitch, I have my own way of judging the truth, come here, and get me a medical examiner!"

The servants around suddenly gasped.

This aunt who was newly brought into the mansion really suffered. When she met the examiner, even if she was fine, she would be tortured to the point of losing half her life.

Looking at the expressions of this group of people, Fu Yue's eyes were slightly cold.

But Song Youcai was very proud, he enjoyed the fearful attitude of the people under him.

Song Youcai was still not satisfied with the scene he had created. He said viciously like a poisonous snake: "By the way, invite my good son here, just say, Dad invites him to watch a big show."

……

When Song Qianhuai heard the news, he almost lost his footing, and the teacup in his hand fell to pieces.

Song Youcai has always been very kind to him, because he is the eldest son and the only child in his family, and it is impossible for him to have any more in the future.

So Song Youcai dotes on him extremely.

But he has a fatal habit, that is lust, even Song Qianhuai can't say this shortcoming.

In the past, Song Qianhuai saw that although he was lustful, he didn't have any illegitimate children, so he just turned a blind eye to him.

But unexpectedly, he set his mind on Fu Yue.

What's more, he didn't expect that what happened last night was revealed so quickly, and he didn't even have time to react.

Song Youcai would not do anything to him, at most he would be fined, but Fuyue, it was over, Song Youcai would definitely use the most vicious methods to torture her.

Just like those maidservants before.

In the end, he disappeared without a trace.

Song Qianhuai strode out of the room suddenly, but was blown head-on by the cold wind, and his feverish mind suddenly calmed down.

There is no evidence that this matter has anything to do with him, and the messenger just said that he was invited to the theater.

If he cared about it, it would be messed up.

Song Youcai was deceiving him!

He paused, then turned around and went back to the room, where he washed up slowly.

"Young master, why are you still in the mood to wash up? The master is urging you." The boy hurriedly urged.

Song Qianhuai said in a calm manner: "If my father is really in a hurry, let him invite me in person, otherwise just wait for me."

The boy had no choice but to stamp his feet and let it go.

And Fuyue's condition here is indeed not good. She was held down by a tall and thick woman, and her carefully combed hair became messy.

"Bah, little bitch, when you entered the mansion, you relied on your father's promotion and obstructed me in every possible way. Now something happened, let's see if your ghostly father can keep you now!"

Upon hearing this, Fuyue burst into tears, her little face was red and white, really pitiful.

Even Song Youcai, who prided himself on being hard-hearted, couldn't help but soften his heart.

But thinking of her past with Song Qianhuai, I couldn't help but feel grudges in my heart.

"Where's Zhiwei? Why haven't you come yet?"

"Forehead……"

Guys, you look at me, I look at you, but you can't say a word.

Song Youcai frowned: "Forget it, go and urge the young master to hurry up!"

Although the results of the early and late physical examinations would not change, Song Youcai just wanted to see Song Qianhuai's reaction.

"Father, you said you wanted to invite me to watch a play. What kind of play are you watching? It's early in the morning, and my child was disturbed in his dreams before he woke up."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, Song Youcai saw Song Qianhuai walking over unhurriedly wearing a big cloak from a distance.

When he approached, Song Youcai even smelled the incense on his body, and saw his meticulously combed hair, Song Youcai was shocked.

He has always known that Song Qianhuai cares about his own image, but Fuyue is about to be punished, so he still has the mood to freshen up?

Song Youcai glanced at the servant beside Song Qianhuai.

The boy shook his head after receiving the signal.

Song Youcai frowned suspiciously.

"Zhiwei, where did you go last night?"

Song Qianhuai looked at Fuyue aside without blinking, with heartache in his eyes.

He didn't respond to Song Youcai's question for a long time.

Seeing this, the rest couldn't help but sweat for Song Qianhuai.