The villain who defeated the son of destiny was my father

In Qingluo Garden, Qu Qingyan was having dinner when he heard the secret guard reporting the situation of the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren.

"Since they are guests at the Xiangfu, we must treat them well. But we in the Xiangfu have always been frugal and do not like luxury. You can prepare as you see fit."

The secret guards were all smart people. They naturally understood the meaning of this and responded immediately.

After finishing his meal, Qu Qingyan drank a cup of tea and asked about his father's whereabouts. He learned that the martial artists who came to break into the prison were being captured, so he asked the secret guard to pass the message to his father after the matter was settled.

After all, it was she who let Qu Xinzhu and others in. If they were kicked out by her father again, it would affect the side quest.

[Host, that's right. A man who knows the times is a hero. Your efficiency in completing tasks is much better than before.]

The youngest was very satisfied with this, and said complacently: "Now that Qu Xinzhu has returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, it will be easy for you to deal with her. We will just follow your father's method and not kill her."

"It is not easy to avoid punishment from heaven if you keep your mind calm." Qu Qingyan sneered.

When taking action, one must not have any evil thoughts towards the male and female protagonists in one's mind, otherwise it will inevitably be detected by the Heavenly Dao and the protective luck on one's body.

Her father's assassins had been specially trained for many years. Their hearts were as hard as rocks and they had no emotions at all. That was why they were able to seriously injure Mo Li and escape unscathed.

Apart from this, how many people in the world can do it?

The youngest boy said shamelessly, "How difficult is that? We can just control our emotions when the time comes."

Since there is a way to seriously injure the hero and heroine without being punished, then it should be okay for him to quietly absorb some of their luck.

The youngest boy had planned very well, but he did not notice the woman's dark gaze.

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In the big kitchen of the prime minister's residence, hundreds of cooks stopped what they were doing and frowned at the old woman who came to cause trouble.

Qu Wenshi was holding the porridge and side dishes in her hands and came to settle the bill with the chefs.

"You guys are just bullies, do you think I'm easy to bully because I'm old? How dare you fool me with such pig food, are you tired of living?"

"I am the mother of the Prime Minister and the old lady of this Prime Minister's Mansion. If I hadn't returned to my old house to retire, the finances of this Prime Minister's Mansion would have fallen into my hands. How could I let you servants mess things up?"

"The Prime Minister is busy, and the eldest daughter is young. You rebellious servants are so lawless. Look at what a mess you have made of this Prime Minister's residence. Hurry up and make me some bird's nests, deer antlers, ginseng and other tonics. Otherwise, I will drive you all out of the house."

The old woman was very confident. After scolding the cooks, she threw the porridge and side dishes in her hands on the ground.

The chefs in the prime minister's residence were either top-notch chefs recruited from the imperial palace or well-known chefs among the people. They were all very hot-tempered people. Naturally, they were not convinced after being scolded like this, but the person in front of them was the prime minister's mother. No matter how angry they were, they dared not contradict her and had to swallow their anger.

Unexpectedly, a dark shadow landed beside the cook and whispered a few words, and his expression changed instantly.

He raised the big spoon in his hand and said to the old woman in front of him angrily: "The eldest lady has ordered that our Xiangfu has always been frugal, and we only need to serve guests porridge and small dishes. If you are not satisfied, you can leave the house at any time. We can't afford to serve you."

"You..." Hearing this, Qu Wen was extremely angry.

Just at this moment, a large number of men in black appeared.

Hundreds of cooks began to get busy preparing meals for him.

I saw that each man in black was carrying six dishes and two soups, not only the staple food, but also two snacks.

Mrs. Qu Wen looked at the food they had prepared, and then at the porridge and side dishes on the ground. She immediately became furious, "This is too much! My meals are far inferior to those of these servants, and you..."

"Godmother, why haven't you gone back yet?" At this time, Wen Suhua came over.

When Qu Wen saw her, she angrily told her what had just happened, "These bastards, when I take control of the finances of the Prime Minister's Mansion, I will drive them all out and sell them off. No, this is too easy for them, I will execute them all!"

"Godmother, we can discuss it later. Now is not the time for you to be angry." Wen Suhua quickly pulled her away, fearing that she would cause trouble.

Three generations of their family have just entered the Prime Minister's Mansion and don't know whether to leave or stay. If Qu Wen creates trouble at this time, it will inevitably cause unnecessary incidents.

Mrs. Qu Wen was very angry. She pointed at the huge trays held by the men in black, on which were placed delicious dishes. She asked the woman beside her to look at the shabby food on the ground, and she became even angrier. "Look at what these servants are eating. Look at the food they prepared for us. Isn't this intentional harassment? I think this is all the work of that damn girl. She just wants to make things difficult for us! It's true that like fathers, like sons, like daughters, and like rats, they will dig holes. With mothers like Weng Xianghan who are good at calculating, how good can her daughter be..."

"Godmother, if you have anything to say, let's talk about it when we get back. Zhu'er is hungry too." Wen Suhua was worried that she would say something else that would reach Qu Honglin's ears and affect their stay in the prime minister's residence, so she interrupted her and whispered a few words to comfort her.

Qu Wenshi then gave up and closed her mouth reluctantly.

Wen Suhua smiled and found a cook, stuffed some silver into his hand, hoping to get some good food.

The cook took the money expressionlessly, but the meal was still the same bland side dishes with watery soup.

Wen Suhua frowned, but said nothing more. She took the food and left with the cursing Qu Wenshi.

After returning to the guest room, Qu Xinzhu was nowhere to be seen and no one knew where she had gone.

"Mom, Zhu'er is missing." Wen Suhua put down the food and anxiously searched for her in the house. "When I just left, she was sitting here resting. Where could she have gone in such a short time? What if she bumped into someone or encountered danger?"

Qu Wenshi sat on the chair without caring, "This is her home, what's wrong with her going out for a walk? Lingniang, you are just too cautious. Zhu'er will be fine, so you can relax."

"But mother, Linlang doesn't like us mother and daughter. Although Zhu'er has lived in the Prime Minister's Mansion for many years, she has never been recognized and has been locked up in Fangzhu Garden. What's more, the Prime Minister's Mansion is full of secret guards who kill people without bloodshed. My daughter is worried that if Zhu'er meets them, she will meet with an unexpected accident." Wen Suhua knew Qu Honglin's cruelty very well, and she also knew a thing or two about the affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion. Her face was full of worry.

When Mrs. Qu Wen heard her words, she was also a little worried. "That's right. Honglin is not at home. That stinky girl is in charge. She will definitely not tolerate Zhu'er. I'm afraid she will bully her. Let's go look for her."

The mother and daughter hurried out to look for someone.