After the villain was defeated, she still had power in the government

If you want to take revenge on her, wait until next life!

He turned to look at Xiaoyan, who had a look of resentment on his face, and said in a deep voice: "You should be thankful that I reacted quickly just now, otherwise it would not be me lying here now, but your young master."

"You..." Xiao Yan was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, "You were the one who put the curse on the young master?"

Fu Yutang nodded slightly and smiled, "That's right. You'd better pray that I live a hundred years, otherwise I won't survive and your son will be buried with me. Oh, wrong, not buried with me, but to scout the way to the underworld for me."

After she said this, both the master and the servant were so irritated by her words that their faces turned pale and their eyes were dull, just like a broken rag doll, lying on the ground.

Fu Yutang managed to let out some of the anger in his heart. With a flash of cold light from the dagger in his hand, he directly cut the rope on the shaft and unloaded the carriage. Finally, he glanced at the half-dead master and servant, and climbed onto the horse's back.

"My Lord," Wang Dagui limped to Fu Yutang's side and looked at her in confusion, "Are we leaving just like this?"

"What else?" Fu Yutang asked, "Should we burn some incense for them before we leave?"

"No." Wang Dagui scratched his head and pointed at the carriage and asked, "Why did you unload the carriage, sir?"

Speaking of this, Fu Yutang smiled mysteriously and said, "This carriage is still very memorable for Master Ji."

She looked at Jixue with a half-smile, and said jokingly, "This carriage contains Master Jixue's blood. He is the reincarnation of a chaste boy from heaven, and he cannot even touch her, not to mention such a private thing as blood. Of course, he must keep it well. Even if this carriage is shabby and rough enough to be used as firewood, it is because he carries Master Ji's first time."

When he said "it was so old and worn out that even firewood would dislike its roughness", he deliberately emphasized the tone.

That's right, she is so petty and vindictive.

"What do you think? Now that we've met, am I considerate and tactful enough?" Fu Yutang winked, and seeing Jixue's embarrassed and angry face, he burst into laughter. He stretched out his hand and brought Wang Dagui to him, then took the whip from his hand, tightened the reins, and urged the horse to leave.

Wang Dagui felt his eyes blurred, and before he could react, he was on the horse, and his face changed. He turned around and looked at Fu Yutang, who was riding with him, and said a little embarrassedly: "Sir, did you notice that I sprained my ankle?"

"Yes." Fu Yutang glanced at him and said, "Don't be too touched. You are my confidant, and it is my duty to take care of you."

"But," Wang Dagui's face turned red, and he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "But you are a girl, it's a bit inappropriate for you to ride on the same horse, right?"

Fu Yutang looked at him speechlessly, "Dagui, you are a ghost. In my eyes, you are not even a human being. Don't talk about men and women anymore. Besides, I am dressed as a man now. When others see me, they will only think that I respect the elderly and the virtuous, and that I am a master who cares about my servants, okay?"

Wang Dagui thought about it and agreed.

He was the only one in the world who knew that Fu Yutang was a girl. No one else knew, and when they saw them riding on the same horse, they would not think much about it at all.

Moreover, he is older than Fu Yutang's father, and he only has the love and care of a younger generation for Fu Yutang. He doesn't have any strange thoughts. To be honest, he has nothing to feel guilty about.

Thinking of this, Wang Dagui instantly relaxed, sat on the horse's back with peace of mind, stroked the horse's mane, and said hypocritically: "It's hard for this pony. It hasn't eaten grass for a day, and it has to carry the two of us."