The Imperial Guard’s Revenge

Those people were talking with Mrs. Tai and Mrs. Chen, and Fu Tingzhou took Wang Yanqing to find a cubicle alone for recreation. The Fu brothers and sisters wanted to come over and get close to Fu Tingzhou. Fu Tingzhou said a few words when he was in a good mood. If he was in a bad mood, he took Wang Yanqing and left. He took it for granted that Wang Yanqing was different from others, she belonged to him. No matter where he goes, as long as he looks back, she will always be there.

But now, when Fu Tingzhou turned around, there was no trace of Wang Yanqing by his side. She was like a dream he had at dawn, when the sun shone on her, she disappeared with the fog.

He was the only one who couldn't let go and never forget.

A maid next to Chen's found that Hou Ye was not following, so he came back and asked, and carefully compensated Fu Tingzhou. She peeked at Fu Tingzhou while talking. She was the maid who delivered soup to Wang Yanqing a month ago. Now that Wang Yanqing is gone, she can finally talk to Hou Ye, and she couldn't help but secretly delighted. However, Fu Tingzhou's performance was very different from what she had imagined. Lord Hou didn't even look at her, and he didn't pay attention to her proud figure.

The maid was greatly disappointed, she looked down at the clothes that she wanted to match, stamped her feet angrily, and quickly caught up.

There were already many people looking for him in the dining room. When Fu Tingzhou entered the door, the others breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly greeted Fu Tingzhou to sit down. The New Year's Eve dinner was divided into several seats. Fu Tingzhou, Mrs. Tai and others sat in the main seat, and the rest of the young master, girl and aunt had their own seats. Fu Tingzhou subconsciously wanted to go to the side, and people on both sides let him sit in the main seat. Only then did Fu Tingzhou realize that his grandfather was dead and he was the current head of the Fu family.

Fu Tingzhou was sitting in the position of his former grandfather. After he sat down, he instinctively turned his head, as if he saw a woman with ice soul and snow soul sitting down with him, next to him. She wears a red skirt with a white armor with fluffy fluff along the edges. The color is clean and spotless.

Her figure overlapped with a back in the daytime, and Fu Tingzhou was waiting to take a closer look, when someone else's voice came from the side: Move that pot of flowers away, don't you see that it is in the way of Lord Hou? Lord Hou, are you still What are you dissatisfied with?

Fu Tingzhou blinked, the woman disappeared, there was no one around him, only some maids hurried over and removed the potted plants on his side. Fu Tingzhou retracted his gaze, looked at the table in front of him, and had no appetite.

It was only after everyone came to the table that they found that they were missing a pair of chopsticks. Mrs. Chen was angry and raised her voice to instruct the maid to get the bowls and chopsticks. Fu Tingzhou finally couldn't bear it anymore, and asked, Why didn't you leave it to Qingqing?

As soon as these words came out, the noisy lobby fell silent, and the gentle, charming, lively, and quiet women all stopped talking, and after a while, someone said in a rounded manner: Today's happy day, Miss Wang is not here, stay here. Chopsticks are probably inappropriate.

What's wrong? Fu Tingzhou was expressionless, looking at the speaker like a cold blade, Isn't she from the Fu family?

Fu Tingzhou was brought up by Fu Yue himself, and now he is twenty years old. He was an existence that everyone admired and feared in Zhenyuan Hou's mansion, and no one dared to pick him up when he looked at him.

As soon as Fu Tingzhou came back, the atmosphere in Hou's mansion automatically became lively. Now he has a cold face, and everyone in the hall dare not breathe. Chen Shi couldn't hold his face, and said, Master Hou, she may have died when she fell from such a high place. There are elderly people at home. You put a pair of empty tableware on the table. Ominous!

Chen shi said the word death lightly, and didn't think that falling off a cliff to death was a big deal. But Fu Tingzhou couldn't hear it, his eardrum was stabbed hard by a needle, he was in a bad mood, and his face naturally brought it out: She fell down because she was blocking an arrow for me, my mother thought it was unlucky, did she think that day should be damned? man, is it me?

When Chen shi heard this, his face also sank, and he threw down his chopsticks with a slam: It's a big New Year, what do you mean to die? Bah, bah, bad luck.

Fu Tingzhou didn't pay attention to Chen's treatment of such a clear distinction, but only today did he really feel heartbroken. His eyes swept across the table, and everyone avoided their eyes. The tea drinker drank tea, bowed his head, and his face was embarrassed, but not sad.

No one thought that Wang Yanqing's absence was a big deal. Now in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month, the dripping water turns into ice, and her whereabouts are unknown, but they are happily enjoying the New Year's Eve dinner here.

Many things that were ignored by Fu Tingzhou in the past now come to mind one after another. Chen's dissatisfaction, Mrs. Tai's connivance, the gossips of the Fu family's sisters in private... In the huge Hou Mansion, except for Mr. Fu and him, no one treats Wang Yanqing well. How has she survived all these years?

No, not even he treated her well.

Fu Tingzhou couldn't sit down any longer, he stood up forcefully, and the chair slid across the ground, making a harsh sound. Fu Tingzhou's face was as cold as iron, and he said indifferently: I suddenly remembered that there is still something to do in the court. Let's go first, grandmother, father, and mother take it slow.

After he finished speaking, without waiting for everyone to react, he strode out. The maid at the door wanted to stop her, but before she spoke, Fu Tingzhou glanced at her and suddenly silenced.

The door curtain was lifted, and the cold wind swept in, instantly dissipating the smoky warmth in the room. Someone finally reacted, hurriedly salutes Mrs. Tai, Fu Chang, and Mrs. Chen, and chased out with Fu Tingzhou's cloak.