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

The setting sun outside the window is like blood, shining on the courtyard of Qiushui Pavilion, bringing bursts of warmth.

In the bedroom, Fu Youxing's usually gentle and smiling face became extremely stiff, "Xi'er...what did you say?".

"Cuiqiao is pregnant, my husband's flesh and blood." With a wry smile, Shen Xixi raised her eyes, looked straight at Fu Youxing's pale face and spoke every word.

With a "pop" sound, the tea cup in Fu Youxing's hand was knocked to the ground, "How... could that happen?"

"I don't know Xi'er. According to mother's wishes, every time Cuiqiao serves her husband, Xi'er will give her some decoction." After hearing the meaning of Fu You's jargon, Shen Xixi hurriedly explained.

The rules of the Yu Dynasty were strict, and it was a serious crime for officials to favor concubines and destroy their wives. If the most powerful general of the emperor allowed a concubine to give birth to the eldest son of a concubine, the Fu family would definitely lose face.

"Does mother know?" Taking a deep breath, Fu Youxing adjusted his expression and his tone became gentle.

"Not yet. Something like this happened to the fifth sister today. I was afraid that my mother would be upset, so I didn't report it." Seeing Fu Youxing calm down so quickly, Shen Xixi's eyes flashed with a sneer, with panic on her face.

"Don't worry Xi'er, just leave her to your husband. She's just a girl. Just ask Ya Po to come over tomorrow and send her away."

"Husband..." Seeing that Fu Youxing meant to abandon Cuiqiao, Shen Xixi hurriedly stopped her.

"If Cuiqiao is in trouble, now she has her husband's child. This is my husband's first child, and Xi'er can't bear to part with it..." She stretched out her fingers to block Fu Youxing's words, and Shen Xixi stepped forward and hugged him gently. "Xi'er has thought about leaving Cui Qiao's child and taking Cui Qiao as a concubine. Gingko will take care of her during the pregnancy."

Leaning her head on Fu Youxing's shoulder, Shen Xixi leaned into his ear and whispered softly.

"But... that would be too unfair to Xi'er, and I can't bear it as a husband." Fu Youxing's heart couldn't help but tremble when he saw the affection in his eyes as his beloved wife's autumn eyes reflected his own figure.

Why were you so nice to him? From the beginning to the end, it was obvious... that he had been using her and deceiving her.

"When I think that it is my husband's first child and my husband's blood, Xi'er doesn't feel aggrieved." Smiling brightly at him, Shen Xixi buried her head in Fu Youxing's shoulder and suppressed the emotions in her eyes.

"Okay, listen to Xi'er, Cui Qiao will arrange her in the backyard, away from you, so as not to worry you. We don't need to mention too much about food and clothing. She is just a concubine." She is afraid that Shen Xixi will be soft-hearted and Cui Qiao will crawl her in the future. In the end, Fu Youxing warned her.

He also didn't forget to call his servants to lecture him, telling them to serve the third grandma well and not to make her angry.

In the evening, Fu Youxing stayed in Qiushui Pavilion for dinner, and then sat in the yard with Shen Xixi in his arms, enjoying the cool air, admiring the moon, and reciting poems.

Thousands of miles away from the capital, in a small village, a fire broke out. In the yard that was not surrounded by wooden fences, corpses lay everywhere, and the air was filled with a strong smell of blood.

At the door of the house, a mountain ghost wearing a Shura mask and a dark purple robe stood with his hands behind his back, looking into the distance.

"Master, I found it."

"Yes." With a low response, the man turned around and walked towards the house.

Only the kneeling men were left behind, watching the master disappear into the hut. The man in black stood up slowly, looked at the broken corpses all over the yard, and shrugged.

Who would have thought that there were so many masters hiding in a small village, and the master was extremely ruthless in his desire to save people.

Following the secret passage found by the servant, the mountain ghost slowly moved forward. After walking five hundred meters, he saw the woman locked in the secret room.

In this dark room less than ten meters away, a woman in ragged clothes was locked. Her hands and feet were bound by thick iron chains, and her body was huddled in the corner.

When she noticed someone coming in, the woman was slightly startled, and then her whole body began to tremble uncontrollably. She hugged her legs tightly with both hands, and the iron chains on her hands and feet made a "ding-dong-dang" sound.

Looking at the woman nestled in the corner, the mountain ghost slowly walked to her side, leaned down, and knelt beside the woman.

"Mom..." Looking at the woman's exposed flame tattoo on her ankle, Shangui's voice became hoarse for a moment.

"Ah...ah...ah..." Hearing the voice of the mountain ghost, the woman raised her head cautiously, looked at the terrifying mask of the person in front of her, and couldn't help but scream.

"I'll take you away." Holding the yelling woman in his arms, Shangui gently lifted the woman's messy hair away from her face, ignoring the mess all over her body, revealing the woman's face.

The woman's eyes had become cloudy and dull, and her voice was screaming loudly, but she still couldn't stop her alluring face, the princess who once made the capital famous!

"Ah...wu...ah..." She pushed the man who was hugging her desperately, with hatred in her eyes, and finally bit the man's wrist fiercely, tearing off a piece of flesh and bleeding.

"Calm down, I'll take you away now, dear mother." Seeing that the woman was too excited, the mountain ghost took out a handkerchief with soothing incense from his sleeve, put it between the woman's nose and sniffed it.

Gradually, the woman stopped struggling and fell asleep in his arms.

"Master, the carriage is ready." Behind him, the guard walked into the secret room and bowed to the mountain ghost.

Holding the woman firmly, Shangui freed up one hand, looked at the chains on the woman's skinny hands and feet, and held the chains in his big hand.

With two "clang" sounds, the chain fell to the ground, and the mountain ghost turned around and walked out of the secret room with the woman in his arms.

In the Qiushui Pavilion, Fu Youxing's face was red, he held up his wine glass and looked at his gentle and charming wife opposite, with a smile on his lips.

"Xi'er, wait for me...in the future, I will definitely...make you happy." After finishing the glass of wine, Fu Youxing took his wife's hand and confessed affectionately.

"Okay... Xi'er is waiting for you." Shen Xixi smiled and nodded with her red lips raised, and the ruby ​​pendant on her tender earlobe swayed gently with the movement.

"Xi'er,...thank you. Apart from mother...you are the first one...who treats me sincerely." At the end of the drink, Fu Youxing passed out drunk on the stone table, his fair cheeks lightly red, and he murmured to himself language.

In order to enter the Marquis Mansion, his father ignored his mother's wishes and gave him as a son to Fu Minghe. Over the years, he worked conscientiously and was cautious around Fu Minghe, like an obedient dog.

I just hope that I can successfully inherit the title of Marquis, become the owner of this house, and take my mother over.

But... recent events were beyond his control. Fu Minghe gradually became indifferent to him, and Li Wanrou only had that useless daughter in her heart.

Only Xi'er has always been by his side, supporting him and accompanying him.

"My husband is drunk, Meteor, help the third master back..." Hearing Fu Youxing's promise, Shen Xixi sneered in her heart, and called the servant to help him up and put him on the bed.

After taking off Fu Youxing's clothes and shoes, Shen Xixi soaked the towel in the basin and wiped his cheeks.

"Xi'er...wait for me...wait for me..." Feeling the cool breath on his face, Fu Youxing grabbed the soft little hand, put it to his lips and kissed it softly.

"Okay, Xi'er is waiting for you..." Withdrawing her hand gently, Shen Xixi threw the towel back into the basin, soaked the hand kissed by Fu Youxing in the water, and rubbed it fiercely regardless of the bandage on the other hand.

Fu Youxing, I will wait for you... until the day when your life is worse than death and you are so miserable that you don't want to be born in hell!