Fast time travel villain, she commits crimes based on her beauty
Chapter 47 You'd better pray that that bitch Fuyue can be fooled
Butler Zhu stopped crying, his eyes were confused, as if he was thinking about something.
"I remembered! There are two small holes in their waists!"
Housekeeper Zhu said suddenly.
Fuyue raised her eyebrows and asked a key question: "How do you know it's in your waist?"
"Because, when they were sent out, they were naked."
Butler Zhu swallowed in fear, guilty of not daring to look directly at the two of them.
Song Qianhuai's face turned livid, obviously, he also thought of that possibility.
"So, the last question, were the three of them the only ones involved in this matter?
But as far as I know, these three people's knowledge of spices is only superficial, and it is impossible to make a professional fragrance recipe. "
Fuyue tapped her wrist lightly with her fingertips, thoughtfully.
"Who said there were only three of them, I just said that they were all involved in this matter."
Butler Zhu suddenly raised his head,
"The one who made the evil fragrance was the notorious evil way in Yazhou—Ziyi Daoist. He was the one who searched for the right woman from the very beginning!"
Fuyue turned her eyes: "Evil ways? Where can I find him?"
"Since your father died, he has also disappeared. I suspected that he was quietly silenced."
Butler Zhu shook his head and said.
"Before, who brought him here." Fu Yue asked.
Steward Zhu quickly took a look at Song Qianhuai's ugly face, and said, "Master found it."
"Where did you find it?" Fuyue looked straight into Butler Zhu's eyes, leaving him nowhere to hide.
"I don't know, but one day, I saw that evil way came back with the master. It was from that day that the soul-returning incense appeared."
Butler Zhu said fearfully, "Mrs. Yue, you must believe me, I'm not lying."
"How do you know that he is the real Ziyi of the evil way, he told you himself?" Fu Yue squinted her eyes, but did not fully believe his words.
"I heard the master and the others talk about this person's treacherous behavior and evil spirit. I think he is right, otherwise he would not have done such a thing." Zhu Butler said.
Fu Yue bent her lips and said, "One last question, where is my father's body?"
"It wasn't me, I didn't bury it. If it wasn't for the uproar over this incident, I wouldn't even know your father's body was missing!"
Butler Zhu was afraid that Fuyue would retaliate against him, so he crazily denied it.
"Really? Then why is Song Youcai so guilty that he doesn't even dare to come to express his condolences, huh?"
Fuyue's eyes were sharp, and a lightning bolt happened to flash across the sky at this time, making her look like an evil ghost seeking her life.
Butler Zhu was scared to pee.
"No, I don't know, the master won't let us go, and we dare not go, besides, I really don't know, really!"
Butler Zhu knocked his head heavily on the ground, and after a while it was covered in bruises, with blood oozing from the wound and mixed with mud.
Song Qianhuai turned her head impatiently.
But when he realized something, his eyes suddenly became indifferent.
Fuyue looked at Butler Zhu indifferently: "Old Zhu, your head will die if you hit it again.
You might as well take care of yourself first, say goodbye to your family when you go back, and then come to me to report. "
Butler Zhu's kowtow stopped suddenly.
It's over, it's over.
She still didn't think about letting herself go.
Closing his eyes, Butler Zhu said with a pale face, "Thank you Madam Yue for your success."
Fuyue nodded.
Butler Zhu stood up slowly, and slowly straightened his stooped body, with his head held high.
Only then did Song Qianhuai realize that Steward Zhu was very tall, even as tall as himself.
Looking at Butler Zhu's leaving figure, Song Qianhuai was thoughtful.
"He was not short."
Fuyue smiled and said: "That's natural, after all, burying a corpse is such a physical work that old and weak people can't do it.
He usually looks short, apart from being deliberate, it may also be because the burden on his body is too heavy. "
Song Qianhuai sighed slowly, obediently: "Yue'er, I'm not a good person."
Fuyue just smiled and didn't speak.
He didn't expect Fuyue's reply, and said to himself: "I know my father is lustful, but I never stopped him.
I know that the source of the soul returning incense is not clean, but I don't go into it because I don't dare.
I am a selfish villain, wealth is my only base, I am afraid of losing these, so I have nothing.
So I deliberately turned a blind eye to my father's behavior.
I'm guilty...heinously. "
Fu Yue smiled, pressed her fingers on his slightly trembling lips and said: "Don't worry, I'm not a good person either, I'll do it."
Song Qianhuai's face lost all color, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Fuyue ignored him and was about to open the door and go in.
Song Qianhuai grabbed Fuyue's hand suddenly, her eyes pleading.
However, under Fuyue's icy gaze, he broke down the line of defense and gradually let go of his fingers.
Fuyue closed the door, and Song Qianhuai also fell to the ground, covering her face and crying bitterly.
"father……"
After a while, Fuyue opened the door and came out.
Song Qianhuai's face trembled a few times in pain: "My father..."
"Just let him sleep. As for life and death, let the government decide." Fuyue smiled.
Song Qianhuai's eyes were shining brightly, he couldn't help but hug Fuyue tightly, the joy in his heart was indescribable: "Yue'er, thank you!"
His eyes met Song Youcai who was paralyzed on the bed at the moment, and Song Qianhuai froze for a moment.
Because at this moment Song Youcai didn't "sleep" at all, but was paralyzed again, only his eyeballs could move.
Fuyue sensed Song Qianhuai's emotions, and said with a smile: "Your father has provided me with valuable news.
That Ziyi real person often leaves with Cao Pingzhi.
It seems that we still have to go to the magistrate's mansion. "
The joy in Song Qianhuai's heart calmed down a little, and he asked, "When?"
"Of course, the sooner the better, but right now, we still need to find someone." Fuyue said.
"who is it?"
"Liu Datou."
Song Qianhuai was slightly stunned, an indescribable sweetness welling up in his heart.
"Thank you."
Fuyue tilted her head and looked at Song Qianhuai suspiciously.
She helped the princess clean up the dissidents, what is he grateful for?
"Let's go, let's move faster. If Steward Zhu takes a slant and puts his hope on Liu Datou, things will be troublesome." Fuyue frowned.
Song Qianhuai also realized the seriousness of the problem and nodded in agreement.
Spring House.
"Boss Liu, I have followed your instructions to perform this big play perfectly. I should be able to do what you promised me."
At this moment, Butler Zhu, who was supposed to bid farewell to his family in the Song Mansion, suddenly appeared here, chatting happily with the person opposite with a smile on his face.
The burly shadow on the opposite side smiled, and drank the strong wine handed over by Butler Zhu in one gulp.
Just when Butler Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly slammed the cup, then pulled out his sword and cut Butler Zhu's throat.
Butler Zhu's eyes widened in disbelief: "You...Prince..."
"Don't worry, as long as your mission is completed well, His Royal Highness will not treat your family badly."
Leader Liu smiled, and whispered in his ear, "You'd better, pray that that bitch Fuyue can be fooled, otherwise..."
"I remembered! There are two small holes in their waists!"
Housekeeper Zhu said suddenly.
Fuyue raised her eyebrows and asked a key question: "How do you know it's in your waist?"
"Because, when they were sent out, they were naked."
Butler Zhu swallowed in fear, guilty of not daring to look directly at the two of them.
Song Qianhuai's face turned livid, obviously, he also thought of that possibility.
"So, the last question, were the three of them the only ones involved in this matter?
But as far as I know, these three people's knowledge of spices is only superficial, and it is impossible to make a professional fragrance recipe. "
Fuyue tapped her wrist lightly with her fingertips, thoughtfully.
"Who said there were only three of them, I just said that they were all involved in this matter."
Butler Zhu suddenly raised his head,
"The one who made the evil fragrance was the notorious evil way in Yazhou—Ziyi Daoist. He was the one who searched for the right woman from the very beginning!"
Fuyue turned her eyes: "Evil ways? Where can I find him?"
"Since your father died, he has also disappeared. I suspected that he was quietly silenced."
Butler Zhu shook his head and said.
"Before, who brought him here." Fu Yue asked.
Steward Zhu quickly took a look at Song Qianhuai's ugly face, and said, "Master found it."
"Where did you find it?" Fuyue looked straight into Butler Zhu's eyes, leaving him nowhere to hide.
"I don't know, but one day, I saw that evil way came back with the master. It was from that day that the soul-returning incense appeared."
Butler Zhu said fearfully, "Mrs. Yue, you must believe me, I'm not lying."
"How do you know that he is the real Ziyi of the evil way, he told you himself?" Fu Yue squinted her eyes, but did not fully believe his words.
"I heard the master and the others talk about this person's treacherous behavior and evil spirit. I think he is right, otherwise he would not have done such a thing." Zhu Butler said.
Fu Yue bent her lips and said, "One last question, where is my father's body?"
"It wasn't me, I didn't bury it. If it wasn't for the uproar over this incident, I wouldn't even know your father's body was missing!"
Butler Zhu was afraid that Fuyue would retaliate against him, so he crazily denied it.
"Really? Then why is Song Youcai so guilty that he doesn't even dare to come to express his condolences, huh?"
Fuyue's eyes were sharp, and a lightning bolt happened to flash across the sky at this time, making her look like an evil ghost seeking her life.
Butler Zhu was scared to pee.
"No, I don't know, the master won't let us go, and we dare not go, besides, I really don't know, really!"
Butler Zhu knocked his head heavily on the ground, and after a while it was covered in bruises, with blood oozing from the wound and mixed with mud.
Song Qianhuai turned her head impatiently.
But when he realized something, his eyes suddenly became indifferent.
Fuyue looked at Butler Zhu indifferently: "Old Zhu, your head will die if you hit it again.
You might as well take care of yourself first, say goodbye to your family when you go back, and then come to me to report. "
Butler Zhu's kowtow stopped suddenly.
It's over, it's over.
She still didn't think about letting herself go.
Closing his eyes, Butler Zhu said with a pale face, "Thank you Madam Yue for your success."
Fuyue nodded.
Butler Zhu stood up slowly, and slowly straightened his stooped body, with his head held high.
Only then did Song Qianhuai realize that Steward Zhu was very tall, even as tall as himself.
Looking at Butler Zhu's leaving figure, Song Qianhuai was thoughtful.
"He was not short."
Fuyue smiled and said: "That's natural, after all, burying a corpse is such a physical work that old and weak people can't do it.
He usually looks short, apart from being deliberate, it may also be because the burden on his body is too heavy. "
Song Qianhuai sighed slowly, obediently: "Yue'er, I'm not a good person."
Fuyue just smiled and didn't speak.
He didn't expect Fuyue's reply, and said to himself: "I know my father is lustful, but I never stopped him.
I know that the source of the soul returning incense is not clean, but I don't go into it because I don't dare.
I am a selfish villain, wealth is my only base, I am afraid of losing these, so I have nothing.
So I deliberately turned a blind eye to my father's behavior.
I'm guilty...heinously. "
Fu Yue smiled, pressed her fingers on his slightly trembling lips and said: "Don't worry, I'm not a good person either, I'll do it."
Song Qianhuai's face lost all color, and his whole body trembled uncontrollably.
Fuyue ignored him and was about to open the door and go in.
Song Qianhuai grabbed Fuyue's hand suddenly, her eyes pleading.
However, under Fuyue's icy gaze, he broke down the line of defense and gradually let go of his fingers.
Fuyue closed the door, and Song Qianhuai also fell to the ground, covering her face and crying bitterly.
"father……"
After a while, Fuyue opened the door and came out.
Song Qianhuai's face trembled a few times in pain: "My father..."
"Just let him sleep. As for life and death, let the government decide." Fuyue smiled.
Song Qianhuai's eyes were shining brightly, he couldn't help but hug Fuyue tightly, the joy in his heart was indescribable: "Yue'er, thank you!"
His eyes met Song Youcai who was paralyzed on the bed at the moment, and Song Qianhuai froze for a moment.
Because at this moment Song Youcai didn't "sleep" at all, but was paralyzed again, only his eyeballs could move.
Fuyue sensed Song Qianhuai's emotions, and said with a smile: "Your father has provided me with valuable news.
That Ziyi real person often leaves with Cao Pingzhi.
It seems that we still have to go to the magistrate's mansion. "
The joy in Song Qianhuai's heart calmed down a little, and he asked, "When?"
"Of course, the sooner the better, but right now, we still need to find someone." Fuyue said.
"who is it?"
"Liu Datou."
Song Qianhuai was slightly stunned, an indescribable sweetness welling up in his heart.
"Thank you."
Fuyue tilted her head and looked at Song Qianhuai suspiciously.
She helped the princess clean up the dissidents, what is he grateful for?
"Let's go, let's move faster. If Steward Zhu takes a slant and puts his hope on Liu Datou, things will be troublesome." Fuyue frowned.
Song Qianhuai also realized the seriousness of the problem and nodded in agreement.
Spring House.
"Boss Liu, I have followed your instructions to perform this big play perfectly. I should be able to do what you promised me."
At this moment, Butler Zhu, who was supposed to bid farewell to his family in the Song Mansion, suddenly appeared here, chatting happily with the person opposite with a smile on his face.
The burly shadow on the opposite side smiled, and drank the strong wine handed over by Butler Zhu in one gulp.
Just when Butler Zhu breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly slammed the cup, then pulled out his sword and cut Butler Zhu's throat.
Butler Zhu's eyes widened in disbelief: "You...Prince..."
"Don't worry, as long as your mission is completed well, His Royal Highness will not treat your family badly."
Leader Liu smiled, and whispered in his ear, "You'd better, pray that that bitch Fuyue can be fooled, otherwise..."
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