Chapter 3: Conspiracy to set up a trap Soon, he walked out.
Before she could ask, he tilted his head slightly and said, "I sleep in the study."
Hearing this, Yan Funing walked quickly to the window lattice, watched him go to the room on the left, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fu Ciyi's ears twitched, and his expression became colder.
After closing the doors and windows, Yan Funing took off her wedding dress and washed up, and then she realized that there was a jade pendant hanging around her neck.
The jade pendant is engraved with the word "Yan", a lotus is carved, and even a drop of water condensed on a lotus leaf is carved delicately and roundly.
It goes well with her name.
However, this jade pendant is not described in the book. - That night, Yan Funing had a dream.
The sky in the dream is the twelfth lunar month of winter, with thick frost and ice.
The sun is getting higher and higher, but it has a cold light and no warmth at all.
She went to beg Fu Ciyi to let the Yan family go, but she didn't want to be imprisoned in another courtyard by him.
The windows in the room are all firmly nailed with wooden boards, and a few beams of light shine through the gaps between the wooden boards, illuminating the dust in the air.
Otherwise, the whole room was dark and cold.
She was shackled, her hands were tied to the back of the chair, and her legs were tied to the legs of the chair.
Suddenly the door was pushed open and her eyes narrowed when she saw the person coming.
He brought a dagger!
Flustered, she struggled.
But he couldn't break free from the rope that trapped him, so his clothes were slightly open, revealing a trace of white greasy hair around his heart.
The man glanced at it, then quickly looked away, as if one more glance would stain his eyes.
He was silent for a moment and pulled out the dagger, the blade glowing with cold light.
Seeing this, she pushed hard on her toes and exerted all her strength before the man and the chair could barely move a few inches.
The man smiled, but his eyes were as cold as ice, filled with sinister anger.
He approached her and slowly ran the blade across her she applies any more force, a bloody gash will be opened on her face.
She didn't dare to move at all, and even her breathing stopped in fear.
"What do you want to do?"
The voice was trembling and shivering.
The man leaned close to her ear, and his voice was cold, but like a demonic voice urging death: "Guess, do I want to marry you or kill you?"
Yan Funing woke up with a start! The scene in the dream, which I have read in books, is what happens after someone becomes a powerful minister.
She held her heart that was up and down violently. Judging from yesterday's interaction and the description in the book, he was very worried about breaking off the engagement.
Now they became husband and wife by accident, and the days to come...
After some panic, she fell asleep again. - Early the next morning.
The maid opened the bed curtain and called softly: "Miss, wake up quickly, the old lady and the old lady are coming to Fu's house!"
"Who's here?"
She didn't sleep well last night, and Yan Funing was drowsy at the moment.
"They are the young lady's grandparents."
Only then did Yan Funing open her eyes.
The maid in front of her has a round face and a round nose. She is Caiyu, the female partner's personal maid.
A closer look showed that her eyes were red and her eyelids were swollen, obviously she had cried.
"Are you crying?" Yan Funing got out of bed and asked again, "Why didn't I see you last night?"
Caiyu couldn't help crying: "When the young lady came out of the palace, the maidservant was tied up in the Yan family. The maidservant was released this morning. Together with the eldest lady's maid, she followed the old master and the old lady to the Fu family."
Hearing this, Yan Funing suddenly woke up from her drowsiness: "Who brought you here just now?"
Caiyu helped her get dressed and recalled: "An old lady, she seems to be next to the second old lady of the Fu family."
Yan Funing frowned: "Could it be that the Yan family was also involved in the exchange of brides?" Last night she thought that entering the wrong bridal chamber was a conspiracy of the Fu family, but hearing what Caiyu said now, she couldn't help but think of the Yan family as well.
"Swap the bride?" Caiyu asked in shock, "So, my uncle has become the second young master Fu?"
Yan Funing nodded.
"Is that okay?" Caiyu rolled up her sleeves, "No, I have to beat him up, let him improve his memory, and he will listen to the lady on everything from now on!"
Yan Funing's lace-up hand paused. The supporting actress was so arrogant that even the maid next to her was so brave.
At this moment, a man coughed slightly from the door.
The master and servant both looked at each other, and when they saw it was Fu Ciyi, Caiyu clenched her fists and rushed over.
Yan Funing thought of someone scratching her face in her dream, and she felt terrified and hurriedly pulled Caiyu's arm.
However, Caiyu's strength was astonishing and he dragged her away directly.
Seeing that the fist was about to hit Fu Ciyi, Yan Funing had no choice but to hug her.
"Caiyu, please be patient and don't be impatient."
Fu Ciyi clasped one hand behind his back and stood silently. After a moment, he said indifferently: "The two elders are already in the front yard."
Caiyu then retracted her fist and helped Yan Funing dress up. - The morning light reflects the clouds, and the ground is covered with frost.
Although it was already the first month, the wind was still blowing from the north and was biting and biting.
Yan Funing simply ate her breakfast, gathered her cloak, and followed Fu Ciyi to the front yard.
Without waiting for them to salute, the second old man said directly: "Ciyi, today, your big house will be moved to the countryside."
Fu Ciyi seemed to have expected this day, and said so calmly.
Yan Funing was puzzled: "Why?"
The second old man picked up the tea cup on the table and blew gently: "Wan Niang is not my brother's sister-in-law's biological daughter, and the three children she gave birth to are naturally not of Fu family blood."
Yan Funing was shocked. The book said that the Fu family was divided into two rooms, the big room lived in the East Garden, and the second room lived in the West Garden.
The old couple in the first house have a daughter named Fu Wanniang.
After Fu Wanniang gave birth to Fu Ciyi, she also gave birth to twin siblings.
Although the book did not mention Fu Wanniang's husband, it was written that the old couple raised their three grandchildren as their own grandchildren because they loved their daughter.
There is no mention in the book that Wan Niang, mother and son are not from the Fu family.
A light flashed in the eyes of the second old man, and he slowly took a sip of tea: "Ciyi, your grandparents left a will and left the Dongyuan property to us, Xiyuan. Now that you are married, it is time to move out of the house. .”
Yan Funing: "Where is the will?"
The second old man put down the tea cup and snorted coldly. How could he show her the will? Old Master Yan looked serious and scolded: "Funing, how do you talk to your elders?"
Yan Funing rolled her eyes slightly and her eyebrows moved slightly.
At this moment, Yan Haitang is nestling in the arms of Mrs. Yan, looking obedient, and has obviously accepted the fact of becoming Fu Minghe's wife.
The calm faces of the two elders of the Yan family made her even more sure of her guess.
"After I broke off the engagement, my grandparents said that the Yan family and the Fu family still wanted to get married. The eldest sister said that she admired the second young master, so she would marry him. My grandparents asked me to marry the first young master."
Poor Yan Funing thought that Fu Minghe was the son of the county magistrate and a good match, so she agreed on the spot.
Now that I think about it, they just wanted to trick her into getting into the sedan chair.
They deliberately tripped her up, drugged her with wine, no one invited a doctor when she was unconscious, and none of the maids from the Yan family came with her, everything was for the same purpose.
Yan Funing smiled lightly: "It turns out that the wrong bride was a conspiracy set up by the two elders."
Although the timbre is delicate and soft, it is still clear and crisp, with a bit of see-through indifference.
The elders didn't expect that she saw through it.
The second old lady sneered softly and hummed: "Minghe's father is the county magistrate. How can you, the adopted daughter of the Yan family, be a match for my biological grandson?"
Yan Funing frowned. She was not a daughter of the Yan family, and it wasn't written in the book.
At this time, Mrs. Yan stood up and said, "Funing, you are indeed not a child of our Yan family."
(End of this chapter)