The reborn daughter of the Marquis Mansion takes over the world

After breakfast, Ning Zijun hurried out of the house and went to the northern suburbs camp to see Shen Beiwang and General Shen off before they returned to the northern border to guard the city.

Shortly afterwards, Lin Wanqiao accompanied Ning Ziqing to Xiuhefang.

Inside the carriage, Ning Ziqing seemed a little uneasy. Her eyelids trembled slightly, as if an ominous premonition lingered in her heart.

Lin Wanqiao noticed her abnormality and rubbed her forehead out of concern.

"Qingqing, what's wrong with you? I didn't sleep well last night, so why not lean on me and take a nap for a while."

Ning Ziqing smiled and shook her head: "Sister-in-law, I'm fine. I might have caught a cold outside just now, so I feel a little unwell."

Lin Wanqiao quickly took out a wool blanket and covered her with it.

"The weather in Kyoto is getting colder. When I was tidying up the storeroom yesterday, I picked out some of the finest leather materials that Yebei had sent as tribute, thinking of sewing a few fur coats for my grandmother and grandfather to keep them warm."

Ning Ziqing disagreed: "Sister-in-law, why do you need to do such trivial things yourself? Just let the embroiderers do it. I don't want you to work too hard."

Lin Wanqiao insisted, "No, I know my limits and will ask Xichun and the others to help. Besides, my grandfather treated me like his own granddaughter and gave me a generous dowry. I have always remembered it in my heart, so I want to express my gratitude and filial piety in my own way."

Ning Ziqing's eyes flashed with emotion when he heard this, and he said with relief: "Sister-in-law is really thoughtful and considerate. When grandpa receives the clothes you made for him, he will definitely be very happy."

Lin Wanqiao shyly turned her eyes to the side, then lifted a corner of the car curtain and looked at the gloomy sky outside. A trace of worry flashed across her brows: "I wonder if my grandfather, who is used to living in Cangzhou, can adapt to the severe cold in Kyoto."

Her words made Ning Ziqing's heart sink.

In the evening, a strong wind suddenly arose and the sky became darker and colder.

Night falls quickly.

In the Fu Mansion, after dinner, Uncle Fu helped Old Man Fu to go to the garden to digest the food.

Mrs. Fu was busy dealing with trivial matters in the backyard, and Mr. Fu and Fu Yuyan were out for social events and had not returned home yet.

After taking a walk, Mr. Fu returned to the front hall to drink tea and rest.

Tao Xinyi held Gui Ge'er and played with Grandpa Fu for a while. Gui Ge'er rubbed his sleepy eyes and hummed to sleep.

Old Master Fu waved his hand lovingly and signaled the nanny to take his grandson back to the room to sleep.

"This kid gets lazy when the weather gets cold. He's even sleepier than me."

Tao Xinyi smiled and took over the conversation: "Grandfather, Qingqing will hold a chrysanthemum appreciation banquet the day after tomorrow. I will also take Gui Ge'er to join in the fun, so that he can also enjoy the glory of his princess cousin. When the time comes, there will be so many gentle and beautiful sisters to play with him. I guarantee that he will be full of energy and no longer sleepy."

Mr. Fu burst into laughter immediately, and when he thought about what had happened in the past few months, he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

"Gui Ge'er and Man Man are indeed destined to be together. Now that our two families are settled, I only hope that Zijun and A Qiao can have a child soon, and Man Man's marriage can be smoothly settled, then I will feel completely at ease."

Tao Xinyi nodded and agreed, "Grandfather is right. Everything will go as we wish and smoothly."

As soon as she finished speaking, there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the hall.

Uncle Fu looked up alertly, and saw a servant leading a woman in a black cloak, her face hidden in the shadows, into the room.

"Awang, who is this person? Why did you bring her here?" Uncle Fu asked.

The servant named Awang stopped walking and replied, "Old Master, Young Madam, this is Geng's family. Geng was sick today, so she took over the job and came to deliver charcoal. She said she wanted to personally thank the Fu family for taking care of their family, so she asked me to bring her here to thank our old master."

After he said that, he winked at the woman.

The woman still hid her face in her cloak, revealing only her figure as she bent forward and approached Mr. Fu step by step.

Mr. Fu didn't think much about it. He sat in the hall and waited for the woman to come forward to thank him.

Just when the woman was only four or five steps away from Master Fu, she heard the maids shouting outside: "Master, Princess Azhao and Madam Biao are here to see you."

Mr. Fu was overjoyed and stood up to go out to greet Ning Ziqing and the others.

Unexpectedly, the woman showed a ferocious face at this moment. She suddenly pulled out a dagger with a cold glow from under her cloak. With determination and ruthlessness flashing in her eyes, she pointed it directly at Mr. Fu's heart.

"Old man, be careful!"

"Grandpa!"

In an instant, exclamations were heard inside and outside the hall, and everyone was shocked by this sudden scene.

Uncle Fu and Tao Xinyi were the closest and reacted the fastest; they almost instinctively pounced on the woman and tried to stop her.

But, it was still too late.

The edge of the dagger was so close that it was about to pierce through Mr. Fu's chest.

Ning Ziqing outside the door screamed in fear.

"Do not--!"

At the critical moment, a gust of wind whistled in from outside the door, and Ning Zijun, like a god sent from heaven, quickly snatched the long knife from the guard's hand, rushed into the hall with the force of thunder, and pierced the woman's body accurately.

The woman let out a dull groan, her eyes full of unwillingness and astonishment, blood gushed out, the dagger in her hand slipped weakly, and finally she fell to the ground, twitching a few times before she died.

Ning Ziqing felt cold all over, his pupils constricted, and his whole body was shaking. After a long time, he staggered into the hall with the support of Yinxiang.

"Grandpa...are you okay?" Her voice was choked with sobs, full of worry and fear.

Mr. Fu held her hand and comforted her gently: "Manman, don't be afraid, I'm fine."

Ning Ziqing turned to Ning Zijun, with tears in his eyes and a bit of disbelief: "Brother, why did you come here suddenly? If it wasn't for you just now... Grandfather..."

By this time, she was sobbing and the fear on her face had not yet dissipated.

Ning Zijun pulled out the bloody knife and threw it on the ground, then kicked the corpse away.

As the cloak dispersed, everyone was shocked to see that the woman was actually Song!

Mr. Fu couldn't believe his eyes: "This... How is this possible? How could she appear here?"

Ning Zijun said in a deep voice: "I just had a sudden impulse today and went to the prison to check it out. I didn't expect that someone secretly replaced this vicious woman and rescued her. If I hadn't discovered it in time, the consequences would be disastrous."

Ning Zijun was probably extremely angry. His face was gloomy and terrifying, his teeth were chattering, and he wished he could cut Song's body into pieces.

This morning, because Ning Zilan had upset Lin Wanqiao yesterday, he wanted to go to the prison to teach Song a lesson, but unexpectedly he discovered that the person in the prison was not Song himself.

Ning Zijun immediately realized that Song had gone to great lengths to escape in order to take revenge on him and Ning Ziqing.

He rushed back to Ninghou Mansion in a panic, only to learn that Ning Ziqing had not returned yet.

He changed his mind and realized that Ning Ziqing was surrounded by many experts, and it might be difficult for the Song family to get close to him, so they might attack people close to them.

Therefore, he decided to go to the Fu Mansion first to see the situation. Sure enough, Song sneaked into the mansion with the intention of assassinating Mr. Fu.

Ning Zijun was still in shock. If he had not noticed and arrived in time today, he and Ning Ziqing would have lost their grandfather.

Fortunately, he successfully rescued Mr. Fu, and everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Tao Xinyi was so excited that she covered her face and cried.

Ning Zijun was furious and ordered Ah Hu: "Drag this vicious woman out and throw her into the mass grave to feed the wild dogs. Let her die without a burial place!"

Ah Hu received the order and was about to carry it out, but was stopped by Mr. Fu: "Wait."

He pushed Ning Zijun and Ning Ziqing out of the hall.

"Zijun, take Manman back to Ninghou Mansion quickly, and let me handle the rest."

Then he ordered Uncle Fu: "Go and report to the authorities immediately. A prisoner on death row has escaped from under the emperor's feet and broke into my Fu's house at night to commit murder. Such evil deeds must be explained to the authorities."

Ning Zijun insisted on staying, but Old Master Fu sternly advised him, "Zijun, this vicious woman has committed serious crimes and deserves death, but she will be punished according to the law. If you do it, you will also be guilty of murder and be condemned!"

"Listen to your grandfather and leave quickly. I can't let this vicious woman tarnish your and Manman's reputation even with her death."

Seeing Mr. Fu's firm attitude, Ning Ziqing immediately understood what he meant. She called Ah Hu and together they pulled Ning Zijun away.

As soon as they left, Mr. Fu picked up the dagger beside Song and resolutely cut a bloody mark on his arm.

Tao Xinyi exclaimed in surprise: "Grandfather, why are you doing this?"

She quickly took out a handkerchief and pressed it on Mr. Fu's wound.

Mr. Fu shook his head calmly.

"The play must be well done to make people believe it. But letting this vicious woman die so easily is really too easy for her!"