Never divorce, never stop getting rich

Chapter 128 Warmth

After reaching a consensus, Princess Yongle did not stay long. The empress had been extremely busy recently, and she did not dare to hide away outside the palace.

Qian Qiansui was pregnant and it was inconvenient for him to see her off, so he shared the good news with her before leaving. As a result, Princess Yongle was excited and happy when she left, as if she was the child's father.

She picked up the teacup and took another sip of goat milk, hoping that the princess could pass this message to the empress, at least to let the empress see her submission. She just wanted to do some small business and had no intention of power.

"That concubine ran away, and the concubine ran away with her. Does it matter? If you are afraid of hidden dangers, I will find an opportunity to kill the concubine."

Wen Chun had already changed into men's clothes when she entered the room. No one knew how much blood had been splattered on that set of clothes. Qian Qiansui felt quite regretful. She thought Wen Chun looked quite good in that set of clothes.

"No need. That concubine is not simple. Don't let everything get to ruin because of a concubine. There are many guests coming today." Although Fu Zichan's fate is completely different from what is described in the book, she believes that with the empress's methods, this guy probably won't be able to survive for a few more episodes.

Qian Qiansui originally wanted to take a rest and was about to go to the mourning hall, but he saw Wen Chun standing beside the couch, embarrassed and not knowing what to say. He saw him stretch out his hand several times, but quickly retracted it. He looked eager and worried, and inexplicably aggrieved.

"Why are you standing there? Come and sit down."

Wen Chun took a step forward, but then put his hands behind his back, then shook his head and said, "I have a lot of blood and energy in my body, I'm afraid... I'm afraid of bumping into..."

"Come here!" Qian Qiansui felt pity for him when she saw his cautious look. This young man was also less than 20 years old and was a child in his previous life. Now, not only were his hands covered in blood, but he was also taken advantage of by an old lady like her. He even didn't want to take responsibility for their child...

It turns out that time travel makes people more "criminal".

When Wen Chun saw her stretching out her hand, he panicked, fearing that she would get into trouble. He didn't know what the condition of a pregnant woman was like, but he had seen many of them in the inner courtyards of the mansion. Pregnant women rarely had the chance to give birth. Either the mother died but the child was left, or there was two lives lost.

In his eyes, Qian Qiansui didn't seem to be pregnant, but rather poisoned.

"Be careful. Don't you know what's going on? If anything goes wrong..."

Qian Qiansui hooked his hands around Wen Chun's neck and said with a grin, "Daddy, I'm so weak now, it's a good time for you to kill me."

"Fu Zichan is dead, why should I kill a widow like you!" Wen Chun's expression was unnatural for a moment, and then she lowered her head so that Qian Qiansui wouldn't have to work so hard to lift his arm.

"Wenchun..."

Wen Chun's body stiffened and he fell into a warm embrace. The wet warmth on his earlobe made him almost burn.

"I won't ask about your injuries, but remember, you are my child's father. I don't want... my child to be fatherless in the future."

Both of them have secrets, but Wen Chun never asks Qian Qiansui about his various magical powers. Similarly, Qian Qiansui never asks Wen Chun where the killer comes from or who hired him.

They should have been two completely unrelated people, and should even have been in a relationship of murder and being murdered. However, because Fu Zichan disappeared on his wedding night and Qian Qiansui suddenly decided to do something, they ended up in this tacit understanding.

They don't necessarily have to be tied together, but no matter what, no matter where both parties are, they still hope that the other party is well and free from illness and disaster.

"Don't worry, I'm very powerful. No one has been able to kill me yet. The child is also my child. How could I let him call someone else dad!" When Wen Chun said this, he felt disgusted again. Although Fu Zichan was gone, the child was his child on the surface and would have to have Fu Zichan's surname in the future.

The more he thought about it, the more aggrieved he felt. He still couldn't settle the score with Fu Zichan. No one in the world knew better than him whether the body in the mourning hall was Fu Zichan's.

"Everyone has weaknesses. Don't let your emotions bind your soul. As long as you don't care, no one can control you."

Even though Qian Qiansui didn't know why Wen Chun was covered in scars, she knew Wen Chun's strength well. If she wanted to hurt him, she would have to do it willingly. So the person who could beat him to the brink of death must be someone he valued very much.

In novels, such male supporting characters are most likely to be subjected to PUA, and Qian Qiansui has seen many such cases.

Therefore, sometimes people should not be too conscientious. Being a little bad can make life easier.

"Um...hmm..." Wen Chun struggled internally, but it did not prevent him from holding his woman and child tightly in his arms.

While his wife and concubine were enjoying the warmth of the house, Fu Zichan, with a swollen face, rubbed his loose teeth, filled with hatred. The darkness surrounding him almost solidified.

The concubine was terrified, especially when the concubine stabbed everyone with a dagger. She felt pain all over her body and was afraid that the crazy woman would bleed her.

Fu Zichan was afraid that she was sick, so he quickly asked someone to call a doctor and sent the concubine back to her room.

"The Marquis' Mansion has been completely replaced by Qian's men. Some of them even came from the Green Forest, while others act like they came from the military."

Fu Zichan has replaced a group of people around him, and now they have formed the Moon Worship Cult. It seems that the doctrine is in line with the appetite of some people, and the pie is drawn big and round, which naturally attracts some people with dreams.

Zhao Cong is one of them, and he is as efficient as Yan Sui in handling affairs.

"so what?"

"Everything is gone. Aunt Mei secretly checked. There is someone with Qian who is very good at disguising himself."

"Qian deserves to die! She should have died long ago!" As Fu Zichan spoke, blood kept flowing from the corner of his mouth. He suffered such a great humiliation today, and he would definitely repay it many times in the future.

"The concubines in the Marquis' Mansion have either been dismissed or died. Now only Concubine Wen remains to serve Qian."

"How disgusting!" Fu Zichan didn't know what he was thinking about. His stomach was churning and he felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

Zhao Cong felt that the matter at the Marquis' Mansion was nothing, and more serious matters were yet to come.

"The Grand Princess's people went to Huainan. The entire Su family in Huainan is gone."

"What?!" Fu Zichan's focus was indeed not on the Marquis' Mansion. The Huainan Su family was a wealthy businessman that he had cultivated privately. Not only did they make money for him on a daily basis, they also managed many military equipment businesses in his hands. They were of utmost importance to him, and yet they were gone now.

"They said they were attacked by enemies, but our people went to investigate. They had a big fight with another company over the cloth spinning business, and many farmers in that area were affected." Although Zhao Cong didn't know his master's purpose, he knew in his heart that the person behind the Moon Worship Cult was definitely not a simple person.

"Where is Lanshan? Did he go?" Fu Zichan asked again.

"I went there, but didn't find anyone." Zhao Cong replied.

"What about the mountain? There's no one on the list?" Fu Zichan was so angry that he almost overturned the table. He didn't know the exact location of the mountain. Back then, they did it secretly, and the people who could lead the way were all their trusted confidants, but now he couldn't find any of them.

"There is not one left." Zhao Cong said regretfully.

Fu Zichan took a deep breath. No one around him understood him at this moment. Lanshan was not some other place. There were iron mines hidden there.