Chapter 502: Chapter 02890: Please be considerate of me! (Thanks to book friends 16571 and for the reward!)
Facing Murong Qingwu's question, the woman in white did not speak, but just looked at Murong Qingwu quietly...
Seeing this, Murong Qingwu frowned slightly, and after a moment of hesitation, she said:
"Your Excellency is waiting for me here, but what can I do for you?"

Murong Qingwu finished speaking, but the woman in white remained silent. Just when Murong Qingwu's patience was about to run out, the woman in white suddenly spoke, very calmly:
"You have to be careful. It's best to stay in Murong Mansion and don't come out. And be careful around others!"

Hearing the other party say this, Murong Qingwu was immediately shocked and asked subconsciously:
“Who should I be careful of?”

"An Miaoyi!"

The woman in white said calmly:
Murong Qingwu seemed a little surprised to get this result. After thinking for a while, she continued to ask:
"Why should I be careful with her?"

In response to Murong Qingwu's question, the woman in white remained silent and did not give an answer.

Although she was very curious to know why, seeing that the other party was unwilling to say more, Murong Qingwu could only give up and ask:
"Thank you for telling me. Have I met you before? How did you recognize me?"

The woman in white seemed to have thought of something after hearing this. After a moment of silence, she said quietly:
"You and I have never met before, but I have seen a portrait of you, Murong Qingwu, in someone's private collection..."

"Portrait? Who hid my portrait?"

After listening to the answer from the woman in white, Murong Qingwu was even more confused and had no idea what the other party meant.

As if she had seen the doubt in Murong Qingwu's heart, the woman in white had no interest in explaining it. She just said meaningfully:

"With your intelligence, I believe it won't be long before you understand everything. However, no matter how smart you are, it will be difficult to change!"

After leaving behind this incomprehensible remark, the woman in white seemed to have no interest in continuing to talk to Murong Qingwu. She took light steps and was about to turn around and leave. But in the moment before turning around, she seemed to glance intentionally or unintentionally at an inconspicuous willow tree in the northeast corner not far away.

Seeing this extremely mysterious woman in white about to leave, Murong Qingwu suddenly had an idea and looked at her back and asked:

"Why can we meet again?"

Hearing Murong Qingwu's question, the woman in white paused for a moment, but still did not give an answer, and soon disappeared from Murong Qingwu's sight...

As the woman in white left, Murong Qingwu's maid walked back to Murong Qingwu from behind the willow tree in the northeast corner.

"Ying'er, she is more skilled in martial arts than you, right?"

Murong Qingwu asked softly to Ying'er, the maid beside her:
In a top-notch family like the Murong family, the family has been protected by expert guards for generations. As the eldest daughter of the Murong family, Murong Qingwu is also surrounded by guards. The seemingly inconspicuous little maid Ying'er beside her has been taught by famous teachers since she was a child and has undergone extremely rigorous training. She has extraordinary martial arts skills at a young age. Although she looks thin, seven or eight strong men will definitely not be able to get close to her.

It was precisely because of her protection that Murong Yuliang was able to allow his precious daughter to go out and travel around disguised as a man without worrying about her safety.

Listening to Murong Qingwu's question, Ying'er lowered her head in shame and said:
“Miss, I am no match for the woman in white just now. She saw through my concealment technique with just one glance. Her martial arts skills are rare in the world. I think she is even more powerful than my master…”

Although she had already realized that this woman in white was very powerful, she was still surprised when she heard Ying'er say that and asked:

"You mean she's stronger than Master Yang?"

Ying Er nodded seriously and said:

"Although I am no match for my master, I can still withstand more than a dozen moves from him if I use my full strength. Otherwise, I would not have been sent to protect the young lady. But facing this woman, I have no confidence at all. I think if we fight, I will die in her hands within three moves!"

Murong Qingwu couldn't help showing a complicated expression when these words came out. Ying'er's master Yang Ping'an was a world-famous swordsman. He had been roaming the martial arts world for decades with his sword and had killed countless powerful enemies. He happened to owe the Murong family a huge favor, so he joined the Murong family to help the Murong family train masters. Her uncle Murong Lun once said that Yang Ping'an's martial arts could be among the top ten in the world.
If Ying Er was not wrong, then I had indeed just had a close call with death. If the other party had any ill intentions, I would probably have died and been buried in this wilderness...

Seeing the change in Murong Qingwu's expression, Ying'er thought that Murong Qingwu was scared, so she couldn't help but hold her hand and said comfortingly:

"Miss, although that woman is much more powerful than me, as long as Ying'er is still alive, she will fight her to the end and will never let her hurt you!"

Feeling the firm will in Ying'er's words, Murong Qingwu chuckled and pinched the girl's delicate face and said:

"I believe Ying'er. Although that woman's origins are unknown and her identity is unknown, she should not have any ill intentions towards me! I just don't know what she meant, and who secretly hid my portrait..."

Murong Qingwu thought for a while but still had no clue. Seeing that it was getting dark, she shook her head and sighed, not thinking about these troublesome things anymore, and then said to Ying'er:

“Let’s go! Since this woman is so powerful, I will listen to her and stay at home honestly for the time being to see what’s going on outside!”·························
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Yijing, Jiangshan County
Zhao Fuqu, who had been unconscious for an unknown period of time, slowly opened his eyes. When the maids and servants who were serving him saw him open his eyes, they were all extremely surprised and hurried to call the doctor. After a cup of tea, a large group of people, including the doctor, gathered around Zhao Fuqu.

After the doctor checked Zhao Fuqu's pulse, he reported to Huang Wenzhe who was in charge:

“Sir Huang, the Marshal has been ill from overwork over the years and is in poor health. He just fainted due to a fit of anger. Now that he’s awake, there’s nothing serious going on. I will continue to prescribe medicine for the Marshal. Please send someone to boil it for him on time. This kind of illness requires rest. Remember not to get angry anymore, and don’t have any drastic emotional fluctuations…”

Just as the doctor finished speaking, a woman's sobbing sound came from not far away. A fragrant breeze blew over, and a woman with heavy makeup and a charming look ran over anxiously. She threw herself on Zhao Fuqu who was lying on the bed and cried, saying:
"Marshal, you are finally awake... If anything happens to you... I will not live anymore!"

Seeing this woman's slightly exaggerated acting skills, Huang Wen Ze's eyes flashed with disgust. The doctor had just said it very vaguely, saying that Zhao Fuqu was ill due to overwork, but as Zhao Fuqu's most trusted adviser, he naturally knew very well that Zhao Fuqu had been coveting beauty over the years, and he was not very attentive in handling military and political affairs on weekdays. Many things were done by him and Sun Zhunde alone.

Therefore, the so-called "illness caused by overwork" is just a nicer way of saying it. In reality, it is probably due to frequent sexual intercourse and indulgence in beauty. And the slut in front of him is the culprit, Zhao Fuqu's most beloved concubine - Hu!
Although in Huang Wen Ze's eyes, Hu's acting skills were very exaggerated, but as the saying goes, beauty is in the eyes of the beholder. In Zhao Fuqu's eyes, Hu's crying and tearful appearance showed that she cared about him. Therefore, he was very pleased and felt that his doting on Hu was not in vain. Regardless of the fact that he had just woken up and was still very weak, he took Hu's hand and comforted her.

The two of them stayed together for a while, and no one knew what method Hu used, but soon Zhao Fuqu smiled. Seeing that the two of them were talking excitedly, Huang Wen Ze, who had a lot to say to Zhao Fuqu, could only stand aside patiently and wait silently...
This couple, who were thirty years apart in age, spent nearly an incense stick of time being affectionate with each other before they stopped and sent the beautiful Hu away. Zhao Fuqu then noticed Huang Wen Ze who was standing silently by the side and waved to him to come over and talk.

Originally, Huang Wen Ze had a lot to say to Zhao Fuqu about Hu. She hoped that Zhao Fuqu would stop being so obsessed with beauty and pay more attention to military and political affairs. Now Ye Mingsheng's Fengwu Army was approaching, and half of Youyan's territory had been taken away by the Fengwu Army. Even the old nest of Yijing was gone. If things continued like this, the Zhao family and their followers, who had worked hard to build up their business for decades, would be destroyed in an instant!

However, looking at the faint smile on Zhao Fuqu's face, Huang Wen Ze couldn't help feeling extremely heavy-hearted. He had followed Zhao Fuqu for decades, so he knew Zhao Fuqu's character very well. He knew that Zhao Fuqu was extremely obsessed with Hu. He originally thought that after this incident, Zhao Fuqu would learn from his mistakes and change his mind, but now it seems that he was too optimistic...

Under normal circumstances, Huang Wen Ze would choose to protect himself and not touch Zhao Fuqu's bad luck. However, now Ye Mingsheng is a man of great talent and strategy, the Fengwu Army is advancing aggressively, and the Yan Army is in danger of survival. If no change is made, the demise of the Yan Army and the destruction of the Zhao family will be imminent. So even though he knows that it is difficult for Zhao Fuqu to change, as a minister, Huang Wen Ze has made up his mind to give advice.

Walking to Zhao Fuqu's side, Huang Wen Ze took a deep breath and bowed deeply to Zhao Fuqu and said in a deep voice:
"General, I have something to say to you!"

Although the sweetness with Mrs. Hu made Zhao Fuqu forget his troubles for a short time, the good times were short after all. So after reluctantly bidding farewell to the little goblin Mrs. Hu, he wanted to talk to Huang Wen Ze, his most trusted counselor, about the current situation. Unexpectedly, before he opened his mouth, Huang Wen Ze had something to say, so he nodded curiously and said:

"Say it!"

After getting Zhao Fuqu's permission, Huang Wen Ze said:
"I ask you, Marshal, to stay away from women and pay more attention to military and political affairs..."

Huang Wen Ze had just started to speak when Zhao Fuqu realized what he wanted to say. His face instantly drooped and he interrupted him with a wave of his hand:

"say no more!"

Although he was interrupted by Zhao Fuqu, Huang Wen Ze had already made up his mind to risk his life to make a suggestion, and he continued:
"Marshal, Ye Mingsheng's evil ambitions are known to everyone. Now he has occupied Yijing, and more than half of Youyan's land will soon fall into his hands. By then, there will be no way for us to survive in Youyan! Marshal, you can't let beauty ruin your business!"

As soon as Huang Wen Ze paused and was about to continue speaking, Zhao Fuqu's face suddenly turned red and he pointed at Huang Wen Ze, as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't utter a word and could only cough violently.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Seeing Zhao Fuqu like this, Huang Wenzhe remembered what the doctor had just said, remember not to make Zhao Fuqu angry and not to let his emotions fluctuate drastically, so he became very worried and quickly called someone over.

Hearing Huang Wen Ze's call, a group of servants and maids immediately gathered around. Some patted Zhao Fuqu on the back, and some handed him medicine. After a busy time, Zhao Fuqu finally calmed down and fell asleep quietly again...

Huang Wen Ze, feeling deeply guilty about this, knelt outside Zhao Fuqu's room without leaving, waiting for Zhao Fuqu's punishment. An hour later, Zhao Fuqu woke up and learned that Huang Wen Ze was kneeling outside the house, so he called him back to his side and then dismissed his attendants.

Huang Wen Ze appeared beside Zhao Fuqu, and with a plop, he knelt on the ground, bowed his head and apologized to Zhao Fuqu:

"I was rude and offended the Marshal, please punish me!"

Listening to Huang Wen Ze's words, Zhao Fuqu shook his head and said:
"Get up! It's easy to get cold on the ground!"

Although Huang Wen Ze heard what Zhao Fuqu said, he felt deeply guilty and still knelt on the ground and dared not move. Zhao Fuqu had no choice but to say in a stronger tone:
"Huang Wen Ze, I order you to stand up now!"

Seeing Zhao Fuqu being so serious, Huang Wen Ze had no choice but to stand up respectfully, but his face was still full of shame.

Seeing this, Zhao Fuqu sighed with a wry smile, and said helplessly:

"Wen Ze, I, Zhao Fuqu, have been in the military for decades. What kind of people have I not seen? How could I not know what kind of people the Hu family is? But there is no way. I am old. I only have a few years left to live. You have to understand and forgive me..."

(End of this chapter)