Ink Burns

Chapter 302 Bad People Get Their Retribution (Part 2)

Fu Mingjiang suddenly found himself unable to understand the Mandarin of the Great Wei Dynasty. No, to be precise, he could understand each word, but when they were put together to form phrases, it was like attending a classics class in his childhood. He could only hear the sound buzzing in his ears, but he couldn't understand the meaning at all.

What is Yulang babbling about?

Fu Mingjiang felt as if he had been hit on the head with a club. He turned to look at Madam Fu in disbelief, only to hear clearly, "It's not as good as Madam Fu being my daughter and my woman."

She understood what he meant.

She understood what he meant.

Fu Mingjiang dared not look at Cui Yulang, and could only stare angrily at Madam Fu, the close female official her mother had left for her.

Fu Ruren happened to be wearing a white silk flower made of folded hemp in her hair. A person should be pretty even when dressed in mourning, which made the old woman look even more haggard and charming.

Is it because she was pregnant and gained a lot of weight that Yulang disliked her?

Just then, Consort Lin was kicked out of the mansion, and Yu Lang was all alone. How could a man resist? He must have been bewitched by Madam Fu!

Everything seemed to make sense now.

Otherwise, given her childhood sweetheart relationship with Cui Yulang, the many life-and-death experiences they had gone through together, and the fact that she was now pregnant with the eldest son of the Cui family, how could Yulang say such a thing about her?

Cui Yulang gave Madam Fu another look with a half-smile, then strode away.

Madam Fu received two gazes, one filled with rage and the other with malice. A sense of despair arose in her heart. How could she not understand that Cui Yulang was now plotting to make Fu Mingjiang personally cut off the last knife His Highness had left for her!

With the death of the Grand Princess, her family fortune was forced to be squandered, and her close advisors and strategists were either dead, crippled, or wounded. The remaining people have now scattered like birds and beasts!
Now, apart from the empty title of "Princess," Fu Mingjiang has no one behind her!
If she were to die as well, in this entire room, this entire courtyard, this entire mansion, this entire land, would there still be a single person who would wholeheartedly cherish His Highness's bloodline?!

Tell her to die.
His Highness has already passed away, and the souls of over a thousand martyrs follow him. Although she is a woman, she is also a civil official, and it is only right that she sacrifice herself for her lord.

As for Fu Mingjiang, in this world, only the son repays the father's debts, not the mother's kindness. She gave up the opportunity to leave the palace and stayed by Fu Mingjiang's side for twelve years after this fool committed the crime at Fushou Mountain! After the fire at Fushou Mountain, she led people to search the mountains bit by bit. If they found any survivors, she put down her pen and picked up a knife, using the white knife to go in and the red knife to help Fu Mingjiang get rid of the dead!
Cui Yulang only lingered his gaze on the hands of the maid in the Cui household for a moment longer before she personally cut off Fu Mingjiang's hands!
And the Lin family too!

If it weren't for Cui Yulang's hateful words of protection, Fu Mingjiang would have already ordered her to skin Lin Shi alive!

At Fu Mingjiang's command, she obeyed without question. She cleaned up the messes of foolish things and drew blood for ruthless ones. She had already done more than enough for Fu Mingjiang!

Madam Fu collapsed to her knees, her heart filled with nothing but sorrow.

"Somebody come!"

As Fu Mingjiang watched the snowstorm sweeping in from outside the porch, she screamed in terror, her hands clenched tightly: "Drag Madam Fu out! Drag her out!"

The servants outside the porch were the first to look at the back of Cui Yulang, who had already walked across the veranda.

Cui Yulang's back never lingered for a moment.

The servants then went inside, grabbed Madam Fu's arms from both sides, and pulled her outwards with all their might.

Madam Fu did not resist, but calmly closed her eyes: It's better to die than to see His Highness's bloodline collapse like a landslide.

Why drag her out? In his rage, Fu Mingjiang's lips trembled as a vicious resentment flashed across his face, revealing a smile that was hard to decipher: "Drag her out and call Cui Mama from the front yard in to examine her."

A medical examination?

Madam Fu suddenly opened her eyes.

Fu Mingjiang's eyes were bloodshot. One hand was on his back, and the other was gently stroking his protruding belly. The smile on his lips grew wider and wider: "It is forbidden for men and women to exchange gifts in the backyard. Since there are rumors that Madam Fu is no longer innocent, then let everyone be a witness!"

Fu Mingjiang raised his voice: "Summon all the men and women from the outer courtyard who raise horses, cut meat, and grow grass, and from the inner courtyard who make rouge, grow flowers, and comb hair! If this lady is not a virgin, use her as a warning to others!"

Madam Fu's eyes widened in horror: to take off her skirt, spread her legs, and have her body examined in public? This humiliation was worse than death!
"Princess—Princess—Linniang—Ahhh—" Madam Fu's voice gradually faded into the corridor, followed by the sound of people's footsteps crunching on the snow and dragging on the blue bricks, then the soft whispers and the lewd yet clear sounds of men swallowing their saliva, and finally a shrill scream.

"Your Highness, Madam, it is intact," a servant reported.

Fu Mingjiang slowly loosened her grip on the back of the chair, a look of bewildered confusion appearing in her bloodshot eyes: virgin? Then Madam Fu didn't seduce Yulang? Then why did Yulang say those hurtful things?
Fu Mingjiang raised her hand and looked at the deep dimples on the back of her hand caused by obesity. Suddenly, a sense of fear and anxiety about being abandoned arose in her heart.

What's wrong with Yulang?
Why, all of a sudden, why do I suddenly feel disgusted with her?

No no no!

Fu Mingjiang's features scrunched up, and she was about to cry.

Outside, the sounds of servants returning in a noisy commotion could be heard.

Fu Mingjiang immediately turned her back and took three deep breaths.

Going back, how was Yulang dealt with when he was angry?
Fu Mingjiang tried hard to recall, but no, no, Yulang had never really been angry with her. In the years when they were young, there were some situations where she chased and he dodged, she forced and he yielded. It was during those years that Lin Shi rushed to Yulang's side. As they grew up, although Yulang was often not in the mansion, he treated her very well and always maintained the gentle demeanor of a gentleman.

What's going on now?! Could it be that Yulang has been possessed by a demon?!

Fu Mingjiang suddenly felt breathless, and after a few rapid, heavy breaths, her stomach felt tight, hard, and painful!
Her mother is dead, Uncle Chang, who always loved her, is dead, Chang Yusu, who was willing to kill and beat people for her, died even more tragically, and now that Yuan Wenying and her ilk have been cured of the "Qianji Yin" poison, how could they possibly listen to her or follow her orders?
For a moment, she didn't know who to hate or who to ask for help!
Fu Mingjiang took two steps back, her back pressed against the wall, her cheeks trembling violently. The thing inside her seemed to sense the mother's fear and kicked upwards hard, causing a bulge to appear on her belly.

Fu Mingjiang let out a muffled groan.

and many more.

and many more!

The seventh day after my mother's passing, I paid my respects at the funeral hall.
On the seventh day after death, almost all those close to the deceased will come to offer their respects!
Including, including Consort Qiao!
There's no hope for people like Yuan Wenying! Her father-in-law, the Marquis of Wuding, who has always doted on her, is far away in the northern frontier, so she can't be counted on either!
Consort Qiao was actually my mother's closest friend during her lifetime!
If she could ask Consort Qiao for help, and have her use filial piety to force the Emperor to pass on his mother's fiefdom and salary to her, and then have the Emperor transfer the Xishan Camp and the Capital Guard to Yulang.
Will Yulang treat her well again?
Tomorrow, tomorrow is the seventh day after my mother's death!
The following day, when Fu Mingjiang arrived at the mourning hall, he changed into mourning clothes and knelt on a prayer mat to burn incense and paper money.

There were quite a few people coming and going in the mourning hall.

He was buried with the inscription "Protecting the Nation," and all the officials in the capital came to pay their respects.

Amidst the hustle and bustle, Fu Mingjiang did not see Consort Qiao from the palace, but instead encountered someone she had never expected.

These past two days have been incredibly busy and hectic.

My father was hospitalized for heart disease and just had surgery today;
My cat, which I've had for seven years, also suffered a sudden heart attack and is still in the hospital receiving emergency treatment.