She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

Chapter 3 Thighs
Speaking of which, Fu Rudi and the original owner met only a handful of times.

Fu Rudi's biological mother, Xie, died early. Just after the filial piety period, Xie's concubine married into the mansion and became Fu Zhenqing to fill the house.Fu Rudi had outstanding literary talents since he was a child. When he was eight years old, he was admitted to the Tongsheng School. He took the opportunity to leave the Fu family and traveled around with his academy teachers. He gained extensive knowledge and knowledge. He never returned home for three to five years and only occasionally sent back a few letters.

When her mother died, Fu Rudi was 16 years old, but he was already a Jinshi in high school, ranked No. 9 in the Second Class of the Second Class, and could be called a young genius.Fu Rudi stayed in the Hanlin Academy for two years. Seeing his outstanding ability, the sage intended to teach him Dali to judge affairs. However, Fu Rudi wrote a memorial and petitioned to go to the desolate Danzhou on the border.

Danzhou is far away, so Fu Rudi could only serve as a small county magistrate.Fu Zhenqing scolded him for being confused and couldn't stop him from going his own way.After that, Fu Zhenqing didn't even receive many letters from home. He only heard that he had outstanding local political achievements and was promoted to the second-in-command of Shengjing Mansion in just a few years.

The appearance of Fu Rudi made both Fu Zhenqing and Fu Changjian restrained.

Fu Changjian held his chest and lowered his head in fear.

He took a step forward, pointed at Fu Jiao and complained, "Brother, no wonder dad is angry. It was the fourth sister who made the rude remarks first..."

"shut up."

I heard about it when Fu Rudi came.The youngest sister in the family beat the drum and complained that the maid had framed her, her mistress had shielded her, and she had been kidnapped by the gangsters.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with his sister reporting to the police.

However, due to the Fu family's reasons, this matter was not suitable to be brought to court.Thinking of this, Fu Rudi first stepped forward to greet King Guangping and thanked him for taking over this matter despite his busy schedule.

King Guangping's heart relaxed.

He really didn't want to get involved in this, so he found an excuse to run away: "Master Fu, since you are back, I will leave this matter to you. My son is outing in Cuiwei Lake, and I will go find him."

Fu Rudi: "Your Majesty, please excuse me."

Fu Zhenqing stroked his goatee to calm down his anger, his chest rising and falling.

He glanced sideways at Fu Jiao, who was silent, and asked Fu Rudi: "Tell me what to do."

"Official business."

Fu Rudi's tone was cold.

This made Fu Jiao secretly surprised.

She was ready to scold one and three, but Fu Rudi actually directly ordered Zaoli Sibei to go to the Fu family to bring the maid Hongyue for interrogation.

"Brother, how can this be done? What if word spreads..." Fu Changjian wanted to stop him, but was choked back by Fu Rudi's look.

"There is no royal family in the capital who doesn't have a lot of gossip. As long as you act upright and sit upright, you won't be afraid of criticism behind your back."

Fu Changjian pointed at Fu Jiao again, "What about the fourth sister? She should go back to the house with us."

Hearing this, Fu Rudi followed the direction of his finger and turned around to look.

Fu Jiao was lost in thought, and her eyes collided with Fu Rudi's eyes accidentally.

She suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat - this person turned out to be the lucky Ziwei she was looking for!
Fu Jiao suppressed her ecstasy and looked at it carefully.

I have to say, the cheap guy looks great.The jawline is sharp and distinct, and under the long eyebrows shaped like mountains and rivers, a pair of clear eyes seem to have dipped in the cold autumn moon.Looking straight at it, the cold and indifferent look seems to penetrate people's hearts.

Fu Jiao was stunned for a moment, then looked away guiltily.

She hugged her thin shoulders, with resistance written all over her face, "I won't go back."

joke.

The Fu family may have really wanted her to die.

Although she has the trump card to save her life as a mysterious master, the human heart is more terrifying than a ghost and cannot be guarded against.At present, this eldest brother is the only one who is more reliable.

Not only that, he is also the lucky star that he is longing for, and he must hold on to this golden thigh!
After making up her mind, Fu Jiao jumped down from the table, trotted to Fu Rudi, pulled his sleeve pitifully and shook him gently, "No one in my family likes me. I will definitely be beaten to death when I go back." "I." I’m sick and no one is treating me.”

"He was missing all night and no one cared to look for him."

"I won't go back." She repeated with red eyes, "I won't go back. Brother."

Fu Rudi was used to being called "adult" and "brother", and it was the first time that a girl called him "brother" in such a sticky manner.

My heart felt like it was brushed by light feathers.

He looked at Fu Jiao silently.

He was impressed by this fourth sister only three times.

The first time was when she was just born. The little one was wrapped in a satin swaddling cloth embroidered with peach blossoms by the wet nurse. She stretched out her fat white lotus-like arms and waved them around; the second time was when she was born. The first time was when he was sent to Danzhou. She seemed to be only six or seven years old. She stood far away among the crowd seeing him off, wearing Yuxue's cute double-ring bun, standing on tiptoes and looking around curiously; the third time was right now.

She still looks beautiful, but her face is pale and dusty, and she cannot hide her tiredness and haggardness.

After all, she was considered a noble daughter of an aristocratic family, so how could she be so... pitiful.

Fu Rudi frowned.

Subconsciously, I was a little dissatisfied with my father's second brother.

After a while, he told Zaoli at the door: "Si Nan, take the fourth lady to the wing room of the third hall to rest."

Fu Jiao felt secretly happy and was about to leave with the Zaoli named Si Nan.

Fu Changjian was anxious and ran to block the road with his hand, "No! Brother, how can you let her go? The matter is not over yet!"

"Fourth sister was frightened all night and needs a little sleep to rest her mind. I will take care of the rest."

His tone of voice was unmistakable, and his extremely handsome face showed no anger or authority.

Although Fu Changjian and Fu Zhenqing were dissatisfied, they did not dare to argue with him.

Who taught him that he was the most promising one in the Fu family?Whether the Fu family can be glorious and prosperous depends on the "Master Fu" in front of them.

They all know that Fu Rudi is a man who talks the truth and acts resolutely. If he says he will handle it, he will definitely handle it clearly and thoroughly.

Fu Jiao didn't have to go back to the fire pit of the Fu family, and she also found the fate of Ziwei, which was so happy.

As long as she follows Fu Rudi, she will sooner or later become the top heavenly master that everyone envies, possessing the ability to connect with the gods and open up the underworld.

The third hall is the place where the government office handles official business on a daily basis.

Si Nan saw that Fu Jiao was his own sister, so he took her to Fu Rudi's residence without thinking.

The wing room is not big. The desk at the entrance is against the wall. There are pens, inks, paper and inkstones placed in sequence, and there are many piles of documents. Around the screen with thousands of needles embroidered flowers and birds, there is a lacquered bed in front, covered with soft light cyan thin mattresses. There is no hanging curtain, it is simple. tidy.There is a pair of ebony high tables beside the bed, and a round-bellied incense burner with carved beads and inlays is placed on them. A wisp of light smoke drifts away, filling the room with a dark fragrance.

Fu Jiao was extremely tired.

She got into bed and wrapped herself tightly in a thin quilt, leaving only her delicate face exposed.

The tip of my nose smelled the faint aroma of books, and my highly tense nerves slowly relaxed, and I finally fell into a light sleep.

When I woke up, it was already dusk.

Fu Jiao turned over while holding the quilt, took out the porcelain plate from her arms, and tapped it gently, "Ghost slave, come out."

(End of this chapter)