Return from hell, the yandere villain is not easy to mess with

Listening to Lou Ran's words, Fu Youxing froze on the spot, wondering why Miss Lou would make fun of his innocence.

"Yes, sir, I have a low status, but my family tradition has always been strict. My daughter was an innocent woman before this. If you insist not to marry, then... I will have no choice but to ask Your Majesty to make the decision!" I saw this. Although Fu Youxing still refused to let go, Lou Ran's attitude became tougher.

This matter is all the fault of his Third Master Fu.

"Master Lou, I respect you as an elder, and please speak more politely. What happened that day made my heart sad clearly. Fu behaved well and did the right thing. It's getting late, Master Lou, please come back. "

With a low shout, Fu Youxing stood up and opened the closed door, directly saying to see off the guests.

"Master Fu, please calm down. I was also impatient just now. You know my daughter's feelings for you. Not to mention my family background, I am talkative, and Mrs. Ling's background is ordinary. I guess you don't care about those vain things." Being shocked by the drink, Lou Ran came to her senses, thought of her current situation, and apologized with a smile.

"Sir, my wife is very good. It's better not to mention this matter again." Seeing Lou Ran's soft attitude, Fu Youxing's expression softened and his voice became warmer.

"Hey, then I'm going to resign!" Seeing that it was no longer appropriate to talk today, Lou Ran knew the current situation and shut up and went home.

In the room, hearing the footsteps walking away, the calm mask on Fu Youxing's face suddenly shattered, and a cold light shone in his eyes...

In the bedroom, she scooped a spoonful of rice and fed it to the parrot on the porch. Listening to the replies of the twelve on the side, Shen Xixi moved her hands and slowly lowered her long eyelashes.

"Lou Fangfei?" Shen Xixi murmured the name of Mr. Lou's daughter, thoughtfully.

"Ask when Mr. Lou will come over next time." After thinking, Shen Xixi raised her eyelashes slightly, looked at Twelve standing aside, and ordered softly.

"Yes." Facing Shen Xixi's clear, watery eyes, Twelve slowly opened his eyes and retreated.

In the back garden of Yuxi Temple, Fu Youxing sat on a stone bench, looking at his father sitting opposite, with an uneasy expression.

"Come on, I haven't seen you for many days, and the number has decreased a lot." Fu Minghe slowly looked away from the garden and fell to the opposite side. Fu Minghe spoke in a low voice.

Compared with the capital master, his adopted son's body was much thinner, his eyes were dark, and his steps were a little frivolous. For a moment, Fu Minghe's eyes were downcast.

"Thank you for your concern, Father. It's all right. It's just that I haven't seen you for many days. Father..." Fu Youxing offered the hot tea with a smile. He glanced at Fu Minghe's empty right hand and was speechless for a moment.

In the previous letters exchanged with the capital, the servant had mentioned that Fu Minghe's right hand was injured and could no longer go to the battlefield.

When he saw it now, even though he was prepared, Fu Youxing was still greatly shocked.

"What? It's scary?" Fu Minghe's tone turned gloomy as he looked down at his crippled right hand.

"No, my father has suffered." Hearing the chill in Fu Minghe's words, Fu Youxing suppressed the emotion in his eyes and knelt down in front of Fu Minghe.

"My son has a heart, please get up." He let him kneel for a while, until the tea in the cup was gone, and then Fu Minghe stretched out his hand and pulled him up, "I haven't asked you yet, how did you do with the errand that the Holy Father gave you? "

"Well, does the Emperor have a decree to explain?" After hearing Fu Minghe's words, Fu Youxing's heart tightened, thinking that the Emperor's patience was running out.

"Haha, silly boy, I just care about you. You have been out for a long time, and I miss you a lot at home." At his alertness, Fu Minghe chuckled, raised his remaining left hand and patted Fu Youxing on the shoulder.

"My son is unfilial, and my father and mother will miss him, but the matter is not over yet, and my son cannot go back yet." Fu Youxing answered softly until Fu Minghe was testing himself.

"Silly boy, you don't need to hide in front of your father. My father knows your filial piety and is afraid that your mother and I will worry, but don't forget that your father is here." Fu Minghe had obviously expected Fu Youxing's answer, and the words on his lips Raising one side and chuckling.

Then he raised his chin towards the guard outside the door.

Not long after, a guard wearing armor pressed forward.

This man was wearing a blue-grey Taoist robe, an ebony hairpin on his head, and his face was covered in blood. He was the master of Yuxi Temple, Xiaoyaozi.

Different from the arrogant and arrogant person when they first met, at this time, he had lost all his martial arts, his wrists and ankles were cut off, his usually dust-free Taoist robe was covered in blood, and he was dying.

"Father, this..." Looking at Xiaoyaozi who was covered in scars, Fu Youxing's eyes couldn't help but widen slightly.

"This person must be no stranger to this business." He walked to his seat and sat down. He looked up and saw a puzzled expression on Fu Youxing's face. Fu Minghe said with a slight smile.

Walking up to the guard and observing the person carefully, he lifted the prisoner's drooping head and met a pair of familiar, indifferent eyes. Fu Youxing couldn't help but take a breath of air, "Father, why is this?"

In order to get the news about Shen Yu from Xiaoyaozi, Fu Youxing spent many days in Yuxi Temple, secretly snooping, trying to find the news about Shen Yu through Xiaoyaozi.

Due to Xiaoyaozi's local reputation, Fu Youxing was quite polite to him and did not use strong tactics.

But he didn't expect that his father would beat him seriously as soon as he came.

"This person has been in secret contact with Shen Yu and has been a good friend for many years." Fu Minghe gently scraped away the foam from the tea leaves in the cup, looked calm and took a sip of the strong tea.

"How could father..." Hearing this, Fu Youxing moved his hands.

"This is your first time working for His Majesty, so your father is naturally worried." Meeting Fu Youxing's probing eyes, Fu Minghe raised a smile on his lips.

He walked to stand in front of Fu Youxing, waved his hand and led Xiaoyaozi down.

Fu Minghe slowly approached Fu Youxing's ear, "This time, my father also brought you a big gift."

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Facing the thickening fog in Fu Youxing's eyes, Fu Minghe smiled mysteriously and coughed heavily.

For some reason, Fu Youxing was panicking in his heart. He clenched his arms and fists hanging in his sleeves, "Father..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a sound of very light footsteps behind him, followed by a very soft call, "Master Fu..."

Hearing the voice, Fu Youxing turned around with hesitation, "It's you!"

Looking at the familiar face of the person in front of him, Fu Youxing couldn't help but exhale softly.

"Long time no see. Zhixi is here today just to relieve your worries." Lin Zhixi curled her red lips and raised her white finger.

Then, men in black filed in from behind, carrying a wooden stretcher.

There was a person lying on the stretcher.

After taking a tentative look at the man wrapped in gauze, Fu Youxing asked in a low voice, "Who is he?"

"He is the once-famous God-killing General and the younger brother of the guilty minister Shen Kuo. He is also the person you are looking for... Shen Yu..."