Chapter 251 Imperial Decree
Fu Zhonghai's words were like thunder, exploding in the ears of Qi Rongrong and King Ping'an.
Both of them felt their heads were buzzing.
It was not that they didn't know it before, but they were unwilling to think about it, let alone admit it.
But Fu Zhonghai ruthlessly tore off the fig leaf of their self-deception and forced them to recognize the reality.
"Just take care of yourself."
"If you feel that life is not happy, you can die..."
Fu Zhonghai and Fu Chenan turned around and left, leaving the devastated mother and son in a daze in Qinghui Hall.
The palace man came in cautiously, and when he looked at the two of them, his eyes showed more disgust and less sympathy.
The entire harem is being reduced in number. Only the Qinghui Palace has the same people as before, and the cost of food and clothing remains the same as before.
Everything had changed that day. Their treatment was still not enough, but they were not satisfied. They made a fuss and forced the emperor and the prince to see her.
This was good, the emperor and the prince came, and then left with a dark face.
Although they were not reprimanded, each of them felt uneasy, fearing that one day they would suddenly be reprimanded...
Back in the imperial study, Fu Zhonghai did not let Fu Chenan leave: Fu Zhonghai had been avoiding talking to Fu Chenan about Qi Rongrong.
But today, he felt the need to talk to his son.
"An'er, what exactly do you think about your mother?"
Fu Chen looked at Fu Zhonghai calmly, his eyes were calm and indifferent: "I listen to dad."
"Ever since she abandoned us and went to the palace, I will never miss her again."
Fu Zhonghai was silent for a moment and talked about Qi Rongrong's past.
"During this period, I asked Lu Daban to conduct a thorough investigation of your mother's past."
"Your mother was originally an orphan. She was selected from the Salesian Hospital by the late Emperor because of her delicate appearance and was trained as a chess piece..."
"Among the women who were trained as chess pieces, apart from your mother who was sent to me, many of them went to the prince's mansion and the homes of important civil servants and generals..."
Qi Rongrong, who was originally a tool man, had a lofty ideal and always wanted to live a good life.
After becoming the wife of a pig butcher, she was unwilling to be just a pig butcher's wife for the rest of her life, so she went to great lengths to crawl into the late emperor's bed and finally entered the palace...
But when it came to this, Fu Chenan thought of Mrs. Ning Yuanhou.
"Dad, do you have no affection for my mother from the beginning?" In fact, you only have Mrs. Ningyuan Hou in your heart?
Fu Zhonghai nodded: "Yes."
"I knew from the beginning that your mother was sent by the late emperor..."
But in order to reassure the late emperor, Fu Zhonghai kept her.
In order to provide a wife for the Fu family, Fu Zhonghai pretended to be stupid and married Qi Rongrong and gave birth to Fu Chenan.
For Fu Chenan's sake, Fu Zhonghai was really ready to live a good life with Qi Rongrong.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be so tolerant. He would wake up early and kill pigs and hunt at night. The money he earned, except for food and clothing at home, would be spent on Qi Rongrong.
After seeing that Qi Rongrong had no feelings for Fu Chenan, Fu Zhonghai also tried his best to take care of his son personally.
He personally taught his son how to behave in the world and gave him enough care and love.
It’s just that children who have not received their mother’s love since childhood are particularly eager to be recognized by their mothers.
In order to please his mother, Fu Chenan cooperated with her mother in all her requests, even at the risk of harming himself. He wore thin clothes on a snowy day and suffered from the cold.
The time when Fu Chenan was suffering from high fever due to cold, he almost couldn't be saved.
Fu Zhonghai did not tell Fu Chenan: If Fu Chenan was not rescued that time, he would personally send Qi Rongrong to accompany Fu Chenan.
"I have no affection for her, so I don't blame her for using me as a tool. We all treat each other..."
"But she shouldn't hurt you and threaten me with your life."
"She just left, and I don't blame her. But she shouldn't plot against you again and let the Seventh Prince become your disciple..."
The son is Fu Zhonghai's weakness and also Fu Zhonghai's armor. For the sake of his son, Fu Zhonghai would kill gods and Buddhas.
For the sake of his son, he could tolerate Qi Rongrong and continue to live in the harem with his young son without any worries.
Fu Chenan didn't have any feelings for his mother, otherwise his eyes wouldn't have turned red just now.
The indifference he showed at this moment was just because he hadn't let go yet.
Since his son has not let go, Fu Zhonghai will not do anything to Qi Rongrong.
As for letting Qi Rongrong die, it was Fu Zhonghai who determined that Qi Rongrong was greedy for life and fearful of death, and knew that she would not commit suicide.
Fu Chenan changed the subject: "Dad, you are in the prime of life now, and there is no one around you who knows how to be cold and hot..."
"If you still have that thought, why don't I ask someone to find out what Mrs. Ningyuan Hou said?"
Fu Zhonghai became nervous when he heard this: "What are you talking about?!"
Fu Chenan curled his lips: "I clearly saw Mrs. Ningyuan Hou's face changed drastically the day you two fought! There must be something fishy between you two..."
"What are you talking about, you brat?" Fu Zhonghai became so angry that he grabbed the memorial on the table and smashed it over.
Fu Chenan ran away: "Dad, I'm doing it for your own good..."
When Fu Chenan ran out of the imperial study, Fu Zhonghai sighed.
Mrs. Ningyuan Hou... Sister Yun has been a widow for many years and lives in seclusion.
Based on her understanding of her, she would never agree whether she had herself in her heart or not.
She may not care about the broken rules and broken reputations in this era, but she cares about them very much.
Especially after the death of Marquis Ningyuan and his son in battle, she became the widow of a general.
With a young son and the posthumous son of Mrs. Ningyuan Hou Shizi, Sister Yun took the family tradition of the Hou Mansion very seriously.
Not for anything else, just to avoid losing his reputation as a general in the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion.
By the way, the posthumous son of Mrs. Ningyuan Hou Shizi is also more than ten years old this year... How about giving him an imperial title?
After all, the Ningyuan Marquis Mansion is full of loyal people, and they deserve it!
The more Fu Zhonghai thought about it, the more he felt it was appropriate. He immediately called Lu Daban in and issued an order...
Mrs. Ningyuan Hou has been particularly quiet these days.
The grandmother next to her looked at it and was secretly worried in her heart.
Mrs. Ningyuan Hou looked the same in front of others as usual, but when she was alone, she often had faraway eyes and a lonely expression.
When I thought about Mrs. Ningyuan Hou coming back from the palace a few days ago, her snow-white skin was covered in bruises, my mother's heartbeat was even more chaotic.
Mrs. Ning Yuanhou said that she had gone through a few tricks with His Majesty the Emperor, because she had not used force all year round and her skin was delicate and could not withstand beatings, so she became like this.
But why would she, a widow who has been widowed for many years... suddenly take on His Majesty the Emperor? ?
Could it be that the emperor still lacks people to practice martial arts with? !
Grandma didn’t dare to ask, nor did she dare to think deeply. As long as she thought about it a little more, she would recite Amitabha several times, which was a sin...
While he was thinking about it, the housekeeper suddenly rushed over, saying that someone from the palace was here to deliver the order, and asked Mrs. Ningyuan Hou and Mrs. Shizi to rush to the front yard to receive the order.
Mrs. Ningyuan Hou was extremely surprised: "What did the father-in-law who delivered the edict say?"
The butler shook his head and panted: "The person who conveyed the order was Lu Dabaan who was beside His Majesty. He looked smiling and said it was a good thing."
Mrs. Ningyuan Hou was even more surprised: What good thing could it be?
Ningyuan Hou Mansion Since Ning Yuan Hou and his son died in battle, the family has not received orders from the palace for many years. This sudden...
Mrs. Ningyuan Hou walked towards the front yard, but suddenly there was a thud behind her: the nanny who was waiting next to her was so weak that her legs fell to the ground.
Mrs. Ningyuan Hou was extremely surprised: "What's wrong with you?"
Grandma struggled to get up from the ground, her legs were still weak.
She could only wave her hands with difficulty: "Slave... I'm a little uncomfortable. I'm afraid of bumping into the angel, so I won't go through. Madam, please go ahead..."
(End of chapter)