Chapter 103: Relying on Imperial Favor and Becoming Arrogant

  "Why should I save her?" Su Ying asked lightly.

  Wei Niang fell to the ground, panting heavily, her face turning blue and white by turns.

  Su Ying seemed to think that the stimulation she gave to Wei Niang was not enough, so she added another sentence: "Those who bring trouble upon themselves will not be able to live."

  Su Ying looked at Wei Niang, who was silently crying, and suddenly lost the heart to continue. If Su Ying hadn't replaced the original Su Shi and lived on, following the original trajectory - Fu Ye Yang would have married Pan Ruyue, a woman who didn't match him at all, as his second wife. Pan Ruyue wouldn't even be a rival to Wei Niang. Following the trend of Fu Ye Yang doting on Wei Niang, it's possible that in the future, Wei Niang would become Fu Ye Yang's unofficial but de facto mistress - what a sinful thing for Wei Niang to do.

  What's the point of talking about karma and reincarnation, it's just people's hearts being calculating. It's normal for Wei Niang to have had such thoughts in the past, not to mention her previous life where she rose from a maid to a concubine, if she said she never dug a pit for the empress or blinded her with eye medicine that would be impossible; of course, the empress wasn't so kind either, otherwise how could Concubine Su not have children.

  However, these are no excuses for Wei Yiniang to keep being foolish all the time.

  Wei Yiniang covered her mouth and coughed violently twice, spitting out a mouthful of blood. She couldn't care less, trying to struggle to get up, but to no avail. Lifting her head, she hoarsely brought out her final killer move: "Madam, you really have a ruthless heart."

  "Suiying's eyebrows and eyes were slightly disdainful: 'You're the same, the child who crawled out of your belly can't compare to my own flesh and blood.'"

  Wei's aunt had a terrified look on her face, her fingers digging into the floor, both sad and pleased. "As expected, I couldn't deceive my wife after all, one life for another, but I still made a profit."

  Su Ying smiled lightly, "Originally I thought the disaster wouldn't extend to your generation. Saving Wen Yu's life, now it seems you really are unrepentant until death."

  Wei Yiniang panted hastily, "My Wen'er isn't dead?!"

  Su Ying's smile faded: "Who told you she was dead?" She never formally mentioned it from start to finish. "However, just because of the crime you committed, what will happen to her in the future is uncertain."

  Wei Yiniang struggled to sit up, looking at Su Ying who was standing tall, the jealousy and hatred in her eyes directly pierced towards Su Ying. "Yun'er is the eldest illegitimate daughter of Master, how could he just watch you torment Yun'er? Even if I die, my ghost will not let you off!"

  Su Ying gave a wink to Sun Nian, who glanced over at Wei Yiniang and then swept her gaze towards the bed. With a habitual motion, she lifted up the pillow. Ah, great! No need to search anymore. That sneaky thing was right under the pillow.

  The house was originally small, and there were not many places to hide things. Moreover, considering the situation where Wei Niang hated her so much that she said she was possessed by a ghost, what could be done was nothing more than using voodoo dolls or something similar. In a fit of rage, Wei Niang's emotions changed drastically, and in this state, she would subconsciously look for things like that.

  Su Ying narrowed her eyes and looked at the cloth doll held in Sun's hand, the doll was made very delicate, without looking at anything else, just that vague outline could tell who it was, let alone that row of shiny silver needles.

  The maid who followed Su Ying let out a cold breath and looked coldly at Wei Niang, who was sitting paralyzed on the ground.

  Su Ying, as a party involved, was very calm and looked at the small doll filled with silver needles in Sun's hand without changing her expression.

  A hint of satisfaction flashed across Wei Yiniang's face, "What a pity, this is just one stitch short. Only the spellcaster can undo it. If Madam is clever, she should know what to do."

  "What?" Su Ying looked at Wei Niang with a stupid expression, coldly smiling as she snatched the pin-pricked and battered voodoo doll from Sun Niang's hands.

  "Mrs., it can't be!" exclaimed Bai Zhi and Sun Shi in unison.

  Su Ying ignored this, casually flipping through the voodoo doll that was made in her own image. She narrowed her eyes and examined the doll from head to toe, it was very delicate, which reminded Su Ying of the cloth doll Chen Wanqiu had given her before.

  Oh, this is the legendary cursed doll!

  Su Ying turned it over and found a yellow paper on the back, with a line of eight characters for birth date, "Did Lixue tell you this birth date?"

  Wei Yiniang's heart had already begun to drum up when Su Ying calmly pinched the small doll in her hand and examined it, and after hearing Su Ying say that, she subconsciously blurted out: "She deceived me?!"

  Su Ying raised an eyebrow, it seemed that Wei Niang had misunderstood her. She didn't mind playing along and sneered: "Otherwise, do you think why I'm still fine, but Li Yue just happened to die?"

  "No, it's impossible! She hated you so much, how could she give me a fake birth chart? The birth chart on that must be real, but you're fine, you... Ah!" Wei Niang hadn't finished speaking when she let out a miserable cry, clutching her chest and falling backwards onto the bed, hitting the back of her head against the bedpost and fainting.

  Su Ying's eyelids lifted and met Fu Yeyang's dark face, and she exclaimed in surprise: "How did you get here?"

  Fu Yiyang snatched the voodoo doll from Su Ying's hand and threw it to the ground, not even looking at her. His sharp gaze swept around: "How can you be so careless? Letting your master touch that filthy thing!"

  Sun Auntie and Bai Ji couldn't dare to refute, saying it was Su Ying who insisted on taking a look at the past, they could only shrink their necks and lower their heads in fear.

  Su Ying opened her mouth, Fu Yeyang glared at her fiercely, Su Ying felt inexplicably guilty, pursed her lips and stopped talking.

  Fu Yiyang's expression didn't ease up, and the cramped room became even more oppressive with his arrival, making people feel irritable and suffocated for no reason.

  "Fuer and Luer are crying and making a fuss, looking for you, you go back." Fu Yeyang sent Su Ying away with just one sentence. Su Ying was somewhat dissatisfied, she had just started to get into the swing of singing and suddenly been interrupted, how could she be happy about that?

  Fu Yiyang's hidden anger was more terrifying than his explosive temper, Su Ying didn't dare to touch the tiger's whiskers and quietly left that suffocating room with a composed expression.

  Su Ying returned to the main courtyard not long after, and Fu Ye Yang followed closely behind. Seeing that his face didn't look good, she thought of walking over to support him, but just as she stood up, she forcibly stopped herself and scolded Yong Ping who was following behind him. "Doctor Ming Ming said to let Master rest quietly and avoid large fluctuations in emotions. You servant, how are you supposed to serve? When Master is doing something, don't you know to advise him a little?"

  In this regard, the couple is really synchronized.

  Forever bowing and scraping, acknowledging mistakes with a bitter smile. In my heart, I'm so depressed, Madam and Master are obviously worried about you, that's why they followed you in the past, besides, if you're worried about Master, just say it straight out, no need to use me as a scapegoat. It really can't be any more unjust.

  "Go ahead." The cold words from before now sounded like music to his ears, and with a swift and neat movement, he retreated quickly.

  Only the two of them were left in the house, Su Ying looked away, Fu Ye Yang covered his chest and coughed, his eyes remained on Su Ying until she quickly walked over to support him, only then did he feel less suffocated.

  Su Ying supported Fu Yeyang to the bed, patted his back, turned around and poured a cup of tea in front of him. Fu Yeyang took two sips from her hand, and the cough finally stopped.

  "Didn't I tell you to wait for me to come back?" Su Ying's tone softened, "Don't you even know how to cherish your own body?"

  Fu Yiyang glared at her and scolded: "You even dare to hold that voodoo doll in your hand. What nonsense!"

  Su Ying hummed a sound from her nose and said, "If witchcraft is useful, then the people in this backyard won't have to rack their brains to fight each other. A doll can kill the opponent, isn't that more neat and efficient?"

  Su Ying's materialistic worldview had not been thoroughly shaken, so she naturally didn't believe it. But for Fu Yuyang, it was different. After experiencing that dream and the events of the past few days, he became especially sensitive to the word "death". Not to mention that this matter involved Su Ying herself. Hearing Su Ying speak so lightly about it as if it were nothing, he couldn't help but feel a surge of anger, because just now Su Ying's expression had softened due to her stubbornness and embarrassment, but now it suddenly fell again.

  His originally angular face was abnormally cold and hard, his hands holding her head to make her turn around and face him, scolding in a low voice: "In the future, do not mention such sneaky things again, as for that filthy thing, you are not allowed to touch it." He paused and then said: "You are also not allowed to say that word."

  Su Ying's face was suddenly grasped by Fu Ye Yang, and before she could react, her eyes met his angry gaze. Then, she heard his cold rebuke, which made Su Ying's heart tighten, unable to resist the pressure of the Marquis's aura. Whatever she thought, she couldn't say it out loud, and her mouth first responded with a promise, almost as if she had signed an IOU.

  Fu Yiyang carefully looked into her eyes, and unknowingly, his understanding of Su Ying had reached a certain level. He could see that she actually didn't take it seriously, this woman!

  Fu Yiyang put down his hand and then grasped Su Ying's wrist, his tone somewhat gentler: "You've always been most averse to clandestine matters, don't try to deceive me. If I find out again, I won't let you off lightly...you people in front of me."

  Su Ying snapped back to reality, pondering the unspeakable word he mentioned, feeling indignant. This person had previously dreamed of her death, and now didn't allow her to say the word "death". It was truly a case of "the lord can start a fire but the lady cannot light a lamp". However, if one were to really think about it, Fu Yeyang's dream should have been that she hadn't replaced the original Su family member and survived. It was indeed strange, why would Fu Yeyang have such a dream?

  "How's your hand injury?" Fu Yeyang's tone and expression softened again, becoming gentle as a spring breeze.

  Su Ying felt a bit uneasy, it's strange to say, before they clarified with Fu Yiyang, they did everything, even had children, at that time doing some intimate things didn't feel embarrassing. But now looking back, there is already a barrier between the two people, not to mention other things, just because of Fu's mother, there is already a crack between the two people, although this crack doesn't seem irreparable, but it still exists between the two people.

  Su Ying didn't believe that Fu Yiyang really wouldn't care or mind.

  It was she who stirred up the muddy water in the pond, but actually it was her usual style of doing things. She wouldn't use such a hard and confrontational approach to bring all those dirty secrets out into the open. Even in the midst of great anger, Su Ying still had some reservations.

  Su Ying lowered her head in thought, and Fu Yeyang asked her a question, but she didn't hear it. He didn't mind either, took a deep breath and said: "Wei Shi is cruel and evil, harboring evil intentions. I thought she would reflect on herself, but unexpectedly she did such a despicable thing..."

  He spoke of Wei's family as if he were talking about someone who didn't want to do anything at all. Su Ying turned her head and looked at him, saying faintly: "No need."

  Fu Yiyang stopped and looked closely at her eyes.

  Su Ying was looked at by him and instead had no desire to continue, she struggled free from his grasp, softly saying: "Whatever the master wants is what will happen." As if it wasn't always like that.

  Even if she wanted to say something to excuse Wei Niang just now, Fu Yeyang probably wouldn't believe it, especially since she deliberately stirred up the pool water and after being cursed by Wei Niang, she no longer needs to show her kindness.

  It suddenly occurred to her. Su Ying found it particularly amusing that he believed her when she pretended to be kind, but now that she was genuinely kind, he didn't believe her. But that's right, the legitimate wife and the concubine are natural enemies. It's either you step on me or I step on you, Su Ying definitely doesn't want to be the one being stepped on.

  All those indulgences were unnecessary. Su Ying let out a light sigh and said to Fu Yiyang, "A grudge over a penny is still a grudge, why should I bring trouble upon myself."

  "Take good care of your illness, old master. I'll take my leave." Su Ying was about to leave when Fu Ye Yang suddenly grabbed her wrist, pursed his lips, and his voice softened by two degrees. "Past things... everyone has made mistakes. Now that it's come to this, let's live a good life from now on, okay?"

  Su Ying was taken aback. She had never heard Fu Yeyang speak to her in such a pleading tone before, and she couldn't help but feel a little surprised. After the surprise passed, she couldn't help but laugh, only the smile didn't reach her eyes. "You don't mind, but I do," Su Ying said with a pause, pulling at the corner of her mouth, her expression changing to its usual gentle and elegant look. "A husband is the wife's lord, as Master says, how could I dare not obey? Besides, it wasn't like we were always like this before."

  Fu Yiyang was really angry, he knew that he and the Hou Mansion owed his wife a lot, and he was trying to make up for it. He didn't understand why she still looked so unrepentant, even though he had humbled himself like this, it made him feel especially embarrassed just looking at her.

  Fu Yiyang strongly felt that this period of time was too indulgent to her, as a result, her husband's spirit was not high, it was really annoying.

  As he thought so, Fu Yeyang's hand grasping Su Ying's wrist suddenly tightened, and he said in a low voice: "You must not go too far!"

  "What did I do wrong? After going through so much trouble, you tell me that you just want to let those things go with the wind and say that we should live a good life, but still be like before, with our faces and hearts not matching?" Su Ying was being held by Fu Yeyang's wrist for the second time. Every time she faced him, she couldn't control her temper well. Looking at his self-righteous expression made her feel particularly annoyed.

  "Are you and I not on the same page?" Fu Yeyang's chest heaved, feeling that his sincerity was being trampled by this woman in front of him. He tightly grasped her wrist, "Fu Su, are you intentionally provoking me? I obviously...". His teeth were clenched so hard they creaked as he forced out the words from between them, "I care about you, don't be obstinate anymore!"

  Fu Su, what a weird title? Su Yingguang deliberately ridiculed this title and didn't notice Fu Yeyang's bold confession at all.

  She's really stirred up a hornet's nest with this attitude of hers.

  Fu Yiyang was furious and laughed, grasping Su Ying's wrist and pulling hard, he pulled Su Ying onto the bed.

  Su Ying was caught off guard and tripped onto the bed, by the time she tried to struggle it was too late. Fu Ye Yang swiftly lifted his hand and tore off his belt, binding her wrists to the clothes and tying them to the headboard. Then he ripped open his outer robe and fiercely threw it to the ground, kicked off his boots, and with one long stride, he straddled Su Ying's body.

  At this time, Hou Ye was still able to control his strength, but in order to show punishment, he used a bit more force. However, even so, the sudden pressure made Su Ying feel like her waist was about to be crushed.

  Before, she had never suffered such a crime. After becoming more and more intimate with Fu Yiyang in bed, it was even sweeter, but Su Ying was quite stubborn, refusing to yield, and didn't even cry out in pain.

  This made Pei Yang's face turn white, and he hummed in a low voice, feeling slightly regretful. He was waiting for Su Ying to beg for mercy before giving her an opportunity to step down. However, this sense of defeat was completely overshadowed by the anger that this heartless woman had ignited in him when he confessed his feelings earlier.

  Fu Yiyang grasped Su Ying's occipital bone, biting and kissing her red lips, fiercely attacking and occupying the land, until she was panting, before releasing her, coldly laughing: "I think you're just arrogant because of your favoritism!"

  Su Ying was made somewhat uneasy by the card that he had drawn, and she let out a hum of disdain from her nose when he said this. Moreover, although her arm was tied up, her legs were still free to move, but how could her slender legs possibly resist Fu Ye Yang's sturdy ones? Very soon, her wildly kicking legs were subdued.

  Su Ying swallowed her saliva and said: "You can't be too excessive!"

  Fu Yiyang's response was to rip open the skirt under her. His hands, familiar with the terrain, stretched into her collar and slid down her already slender waist, reaching the undulating hills and rubbing them with his thin-skinned hands.

  "Too much? Didn't you say that the husband is the wife's master? Today, I must properly wield my authority as the husband. Otherwise, in the future, you will again become arrogant and overbearing."

  Fu Yiyang used Su Ying's previous words to shut her up, Su Ying's face turned red, and she didn't know if it was anger or shame. Seeing his actions becoming more and more excessive, she angrily said: "Now is a clear day, how shameless!"

  Fu Yiyang pulled down all the curtains, and it suddenly became much darker inside. He said with a tone of "you're really helpless": "Now isn't it dark?" Looking at Su Ying's angry expression, he felt a little better in his heart. Previously, he was full of anger, but now he was grinding and pinching, all changed. Also, because of the title of "White Day", he unknowingly let the old master who always prided himself on being strict with rules come up with a different kind of fun than usual.

  He leaned down and whispered in Su Ying's ear: "Do you want the people outside to know what we're doing?"

  If it were in the past, this trick would still work. Now that things have come to this point, Su Ying really can't take the excitement. She raised an eyebrow: "Do you think I'm afraid? When the time comes, we'll lose face together."

  Fu Yiyang advanced inch by inch, and at the same time, he nibbled her earlobe and asked, "Is that so?"

  Su Ying was annoyed, wanting to call out but not daring to. She thought of hitting him, but her wrists were already tied up. Even her legs that could move were pressed down by him, she glared at him with scorching eyes, still trying to maintain a calm demeanor: "Now our faces and hearts are not in harmony, if we continue like this, who knows, we might become enemies."

  "You're not arrogant because of my favor? Now you're starting to threaten me, I shouldn't have spoiled you." Fu Yeyang said with his mouth, but in his heart, he was a bit uncomfortable, secretly thinking that women just can't be spoiled.

  Unexpectedly, the old master's mental transition was quite fast, and in an instant he went from being concerned about his wife to thinking that he couldn't spoil her anymore, lest the husband's prestige be shaken.

  Su Ying heard the four words "relying on favor and being arrogant" and suddenly felt a surge of anger. When Fu Yeyang touched her slender legs, she suddenly let out a pained "ahh", her eyes reddened, and her face showed a painful expression. "You pinched me."

  Fu Yiyang suddenly remembered the injury she had sustained when she fell out of the crazy carriage two days ago, and silently scolded himself for being neglectful. He hastily got up from her body, and upon seeing the bandaged wound on her hand, he felt even more guilty. He hurriedly went to untie the waistband that was binding her wrist.

  When he tied her up before, he subconsciously didn't tie her wrists directly, but instead tied them over her sleeves, and also didn't tie them too tightly. It was just enough to prevent Su Ying from breaking free. He had said that he couldn't spoil her anymore, but now when Su Ying cried out in pain, he softened and asked with concern: "Where else does it hurt?"

  Su Ying's eyes flashed with cunning, and she suddenly exerted force, kicking Fu Yiyang with one foot.

  Su Ying imagined herself majestically and powerfully kicking Fu Ye down the bed, but that delightful scene didn't unfold. Her slender legs hadn't even touched the corner of Fu Ye's clothes when she was caught by him instead.

  "I don't recall you having an injury on your leg." Fu Yiyang's gaze was tinged with a hint of sympathy, Su Ying's face flushed red, and she accused him first: "You deceived me?!"

  Fu Yiyang took off her shoes and socks, revealing her white and plump feet, scratching the soles to show punishment.

  Su Ying smiled weakly on the quilt, Fu Yeyang was satisfied, and pressed down again, but this time he propped his arms on both sides of Su Ying's body, without pressing down again, his big hands stroking those slender legs...

  Outside the door, Bai Zhi and Zi Su's faces were both flushed red. The sound of Master and Madam arguing in the house had scared them, and they were about to ask Nainai to bring over Fu Ge and Lu Ge to ease the atmosphere, but unexpectedly...

  The old lady hurried over to take a look at the two of them, and she immediately understood. She subconsciously looked up at the sky, then cleared her throat and lowered her voice to say: "Let the people below shut their mouths." Even if it's not proper for daytime talk, this is the main courtyard, and the servants in the main courtyard can still go out and gossip; this old lady would be useless if she didn't take care of things.

  After finishing the shift, Gui's mother-in-law finally let out a sigh of relief. The couple made up in bed, and all was well again.

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