OMG! Tyrant's Pampered Baby Is a Valued Princess-Chapter 839 - 840: A Powerful Concubine?

When it came to this matter, Guoguo felt sad.

Chu Ping said that Feng Fuce’s old vase was worth five hundred taels of silver.

Even if he worked as a servant with a monthly salary of one tael, he would need to work five hundred months, which is forty-one years and eight months!

Guoguo initially didn’t agree.

But since he really couldn’t afford to pay, he had to stay and do odd jobs.

After Guoguo left.

Bai Zhi’er blinked her round eyes: "Brother Ce, do you really have a Warring States vase?"

Feng Fuce let out a barely audible chuckle.

"No, I lied to him. Even if he leaves the Xiuluo Guard, he has nowhere to go. It’s better to give him a way out, let him stay, and keep you entertained when you’re bored."

Bai Zhi’er opened her little mouth wide: "Brother Ce, you are so bad!"

If Guoguo knew, he would definitely be furious!

Feng Fuce looked at her meaningfully and said, "It’s okay as long as I’m not bad to you."

Bai Zhi’er listened, silently blinking her long lashes twice.

Why does she feel that recently Brother Ce seems particularly clingy?

Three days later.

An Shiyu was subjected to hanging. During this time, Duke Ping and his family never appeared again.

The story spread and became the capital’s gossip after meals.

The legitimate youngest son was killed by the illegitimate eldest son, yet the family head’s wife treats the murderer as her own son.

It’s truly a tale of sighs and emotions!

A hooded woman passed by a tea stall and heard people discussing this matter. She lowered her head, placed silver down, and left.

She avoided the crowded, scrutinizing streets, took a long road, and arrived at a secluded tavern.

Entering the tavern, she headed straight for the pre-booked private room.

Pushing the door open, An Suzhu was already waiting inside.

She looked back and saw the visitor, crying out: "Concubine, you’ve finally returned!"

"Shush!" The woman made a hush gesture and shut the door behind her.

She took off her hood, revealing a face of about thirty years.

Eyes slightly tilted up, matched with neat hair, she appeared very competent, also somewhat shrewd.

She was Duke Ping’s only concubine, Liu Qianfang.

Earlier, due to scheming, she offended Madam and was sent to live in a manor.

This time, she secretly returned to the capital.

Liu Qianfang clearly hadn’t slept well, dark circles under her eyes.

"Have you arranged your brother’s funeral?"

When this matter was mentioned, An Suzhu burst into tears.

She cried and said: "Father and Mother are completely disappointed in Brother and won’t allow him into the An Family’s ancestral tomb, not even the shrine."

"In the end, they only found a place amidst green hills and clear waters to bury him alone."

"Ridiculous! How could they!" Liu Qianfang angrily slapped the table, causing the teacup to crack.

From this, you could see she has some skills.

An Suzhu wasn’t surprised.

Because she had noticed from a young age that her concubine was extraordinary.

An Suzhu held Liu Qianfang’s hand, crying: "Concubine, this time you must stand up for Brother. Now even Mother doesn’t care for me, and I’m living a harder life than the servants!"

"This is all because of Marquis Wan and the Princess meddling. If it weren’t for their investigation, Brother’s deeds back then wouldn’t have been discovered."

Liu Qianfang squinted her eyes: "Don’t worry, since I’ve returned this time, I will make them regret bullying my son!"

Even if it’s the Princess and Marquis, so what? She’s from the Jianghu, she simply isn’t afraid.

Liu Qianfang patted the back of An Suzhu’s hand and asked: "I’ve asked you to approach Prince Qing, how is it going? Have you managed to get in touch with him?"