Never divorce, never stop getting rich

Chapter 127 New love, old love?

Fu Zichan had almost completely lost his impression of Wen Chun, the concubine. If he had not been wearing the clothes of a concubine in a marquis's mansion, he would have thought that this person was a family member brought by a guest.

It was not until he saw Wen Chun's face face to face that he dug out this concubine from the corner of his memory. It had nothing to do with anything else, it was just that this face was too impressive.

He has many concubines in his mansion. Some of them are trained by him to secretly protect the mansion, and some are married for profit. He values ​​power far more than women, so no matter how pretty Liu Ruyan is, she is just a plaything. Keeping her outside is already a blessing.

On the contrary, he was really attracted by Wen Chun's beauty. The official who sent Wen Chun here was just the brother-in-law of a subordinate and was of no use to him. However, the beauty this man sent was really different from the ordinary vulgar women, so he had to make an exception and take her into his house as a concubine.

It’s still that pretty little face, more charming than a flower.

"If you keep staring at me, I'll chop you into pieces!" When Wen Chun thought that this woman was Fu Zichan's concubine and dared to come to the Marquis' Mansion to show off her power, he couldn't stop his desire to see blood.

Especially those disgusting eyes, which are exactly the same as Fu Zichan's.

"You...you are my...my husband's concubine. Why don't you think about your husband and get involved with that vicious woman?"

Fu Zichan felt that he was being cheated on even more, but he couldn't tell who he was cheating on. But when he saw his concubines defending their wife, it seemed that no one cared whether he, the husband, was dead or alive, and he was just redundant!

"Husband? Fu Zichan?" Wen Chun sneered, "That thing has been burned to charcoal. If you want it, go down and accompany him. I will take care of the lady."

"You bitch, I shouldn't have let you into the mansion in the first place. You're just like that slut Qian..."

Wen Chun didn't move when Fu Zichan was scolding him, but when he implicated Qian Qiansui, he suddenly moved.

With strange movements and strength not typical of a woman, Fu Zichan didn't even know when he was lifted up. Then he was attacked from both sides by Wen Chun. A seemingly fragile woman, when viewed from behind, actually exuded a powerful aura.

Snap—pop—pop—pop—

"I'll teach you to be so talkative and to avoid the consequences!"

"Um...cough..."

"I'll gouge out your eyes and cut off your tongue in a moment. I'm not one of those losers who claim to be gentlemen. Don't think I won't do anything just because you're a woman."

Wen Chun slapped the man more and more, not knowing what was wrong. He felt that this woman of unknown origin was somewhat similar to Fu Zichan, but he couldn't put his finger on how.

But this did not stop him from venting his anger. He was a killer and did not care about gender when killing people.

"Save...save me...kill him, don't let him live!"

Fu Zichan's head was about to be pulled out, and his slender neck was bruised from being pinched. He never knew that a woman could be so weak, and he had no idea why another woman could be so strong and powerful.

The men in black brought by Fu Zichan immediately rushed forward. They were all death warriors and would never show mercy to women.

Seeing that Fu Zichan's family was about to fight, the patriarch of the royal clan was afraid of getting into trouble, so he quickly ran out through the side door under the protection of the guards.

Qian Qiansui watched them leave while eating melon seeds. She knew that they would never let her go.

"Your concubine is really sincere to you." Princess Yongle came close to Qian Qiansui and sighed. She grew up with her mother and had seen all kinds of ladies and heard the secrets of each family.

In these families, except for those truly magnanimous mistresses, all of them fought with their concubines to the death. It was simply a fantasy that a concubine like Qian Qiansui would risk her life for others.

Qian Qiansui held the melon seeds in his hands and wanted to clap his hands in cheers as he watched Wen Chun, with murderous intent, chop down several of Fu Zichan's guards. Apart from anything else, the plot of the current partner chasing the ex was really exciting.

A strand of black hair slid down her shoulder, and the warm and mellow tip of her tongue licked the blood from the corner of her mouth. He had been inactive for too long, which gave these people the opportunity to fight him.

Puff—blood spurted out from the hole in one person's body, forming a small fountain.

Wen Chun originally wanted to snatch the other party's weapons and cut these people into pieces, but he quickly restrained his impulse. Qian Qiansui was still standing inside waiting for him.

What if it's too bloody and scares her and the child? Besides, if there's minced meat all over the floor, Uncle Xiang, who's cleaning the outer courtyard, will definitely not let him off easily.

Stabbing is more appropriate.

"Come on! I have something to do later." The dagger blocked her slightly raised lips, and her beautiful eyes narrowed.

Qian Qiansui yawned and walked back with Princess Yongle. She was tired after all the trouble today.

There are special rooms for people to rest at the back of the hall. Qian Qiansui knew that Princess Yongle came today either to express condolences or because she really had something to talk to her about.

"Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Qian Qiansui nestled on the soft couch that Yin Zhu had specially prepared. Even in the cold winter, there was a fire on the ground in the house, which made it much warmer than outside.

"Tangguo is going bankrupt."

"Puff!!!!" A mouthful of goat's milk spurted out. Qian Qiansui looked at Princess Yongle's indifferent expression and thought she was joking.

"You're crazy, how dare you say that."

Princess Yongle shrugged and said, "To be honest, my mother's hair is turning white with worry. Prime Minister Pei is begging all day long, and those people in the Ministry of Revenue are begging for food. The money they collect is not enough to cover the winter and disaster relief for Tang Kingdom. If this continues, we will all be doomed."

Qian Qiansui was already feeling uneasy. This topic was too profound, and a common person like her shouldn't have any ears. She was pregnant, and this was too much for her to bear.

"Don't panic, this is not a secret, what are you afraid of." Princess Yongle was happy. She usually saw Qian Qiansui planning and strategizing, and he could come up with so many clever ideas, but now she was afraid of him.

"Then...what about the national treasury?" Qian Qiansui knew that he had to board this pirate ship.

"My aunt said that everyone in Tang Kingdom knew that the late emperor handed over the national treasury and part of the military power to my aunt before his death. He said that it was to protect the mother and two children, but in fact it was to guard against my mother." Princess Yongle leaned on the soft pillow without any image. The warmth in the room made her want to close her eyes comfortably.

Qian Qiansui nodded subconsciously. He had read this passage in a book before. The late emperor, that damn scumbag, died too cheaply.

"But my mother still ascended the throne." Princess Yongle said calmly, even with a hint of joking.

Doesn't this mean that the late emperor, the eldest princess, and Fu Zichan, none of them can fight, they are all useless.

"I know my aunt is trying every possible way to tamper with your raw materials and cut off the source. How about cooperating with me and my mother?" Princess Yongle changed the subject.

Qian Qiansui stared at her for a long moment before saying, "I will only cooperate with you. Your Majesty is so high and mighty, how could she get involved in a game between children like us?"

Princess Yongle chuckled and said, "Of course it is. It's just children playing around. Why are you making such a fuss? We are still young."