Chapter 185
No matter how well-prepared Lu Heng was, this was not his own territory. Fu Tingzhou had someone disguised as a kitchen servant and sneaked in to deliver meals to Wang Yanqing. There was a drug in the meal, Wang Yanqing would fall asleep ignorantly after eating, and Fu Tingzhou's people brought Wang Yanqing out again to ensure that she would not suffer a little bit. But for some reason, Wang Yanqing saw through their plan in advance, and Fu Tingzhou's people had no choice but to knock Wang Yanqing unconscious and take her away with bào force.
Fu Tingzhou still hasn't figured out where there is a flaw in his plan. His people are well disguised, and even Fu Tingzhou can't see the flaw. How did Wang Yanqing find out? Thinking like this, Fu Tingzhou asked, "How did you see it?"
Wang Yanqing snorted softly and did not want to answer. The food delivery boy was really good, but they made a fatal mistake.
The little servant took out a bowl of cassia seed jú flower soup from the food box. Now that the weather is hot, jú flower soup is refreshing and sweet, which is very popular among women. It is normal to bring such a bowl of dessert for lunch. But the flaw is precisely here. Cassia seeds and flowers are cold things. Lu Heng knows that she is coming to Yuexin and will never deliver these dishes on behalf of the kitchen.
So, regardless of whether they did a good job of disguising, they lost from the start.
Wang Yanqing refused to speak, and Fu Tingzhou did not force it either. He walked to the ground, took out a small wooden box, and handed it to Wang Yanqing.
Wang Yanqing didn't answer, so he raised his hand and stopped in front of Wang Yanqing, as if he would not give up until he achieved his goal: "I know you were deceived by Lu Heng's rhetoric, and now you don't believe what I say. Since you think I wronged Lu Heng. Heng, why don't you dare to look inside?"
Wang Yanqing raised his eyes to look at Fu Tingzhou. After a stalemate for a while, Wang Yanqing took the wooden box and wanted to see what tricks Fu Tingzhou was playing. She was thinking about how to open the box, and her fingers had spontaneously grasped the five-ring combination lock, twisting out five Chinese characters in sequence as if she had self-consciousness, and opened the wooden box with a click.
Wang Yanqing was shocked, what happened? When she saw the contents of the box, her eyes became hesitant.
Fu Tingzhou had expected it long ago, and said, "It's your household registration, your name post, and the family letter your father sent back from the battlefield. This is the last thing they left to you, don't you want to open it and take a look?"
Wang Yanqing didn't want to believe, how could the relics of her parents appear in Fu Tingzhou's hands? But her fingers seemed to be out of control, and before she could think about it, she took out the contents and stretched it out.
The paper is very old, and the ink marks on it are old, and it looks like it is at least ten years old. Wang Yanqing swept every word with her wrong eyes. She felt that it must be fake, but her heart was getting colder and colder.
It's too casual, there are stains and creases on the household post, and there are typos on the family letter, which is not at all serious. But it is these little faults that constitute an unassailable fact.
This is most likely true.
The household post is written with all the population and property of a family, and it is the identity proof of the family, and no one will leave it indiscriminately. Why did her household registration appear in Fu Tingzhou's hands? Ordinary people may have been thieves and stolen by accident, but will the Lu residence allow people to steal household posts?
Seeing her expression, Fu Tingzhou sat next to her again and looked at her with deep eyes: "Qingqing, haven't you found out yet, he's lying to you. Your identity and experience are true, but back then he brought you to the capital. It's not the Lu family, it's my grandfather, Lord Fu Yuefu."
Fu Yue... Hearing this name, Wang Yanqing felt an indescribable sense of familiarity. She always felt that there was an important elder in her life, Lu Song was also an elder, but she seemed too young. She felt inexplicably that it should be a big man from his grandfather's generation.
If it's Fu Yue, then it fits.
Wang Yanqing felt a colicky pain in her lower abdomen. She felt cold all over her body, her stomach cramped, and even her head began to ache. Wang Yanqing's pale fingers pressed her lower abdomen tightly and asked, "How do you prove that what you said is true?"
Fu Tingzhou did not expect that one day he would have to prove that he and Wang Yanqing had been together. Fu Tingzhou regretted that his grandfather didn't leave any proof of their marriage contract before he left. There was only a verbal promise and a tacit understanding between the two parties. There was nothing wrong with his grandfather's presence. After his grandfather left, Fu Tingzhou could not prove that Wang Yanqing was his fiancee.
Fu Tingzhou suppressed the absurd anger in his heart and said to her as calmly as possible: "You came to Zhenyuan Hou's mansion when you were seven years old, and raised it with me in front of your grandfather. The day you came was almost faint, and there was a very splendid sunset in the sky. When asked what your name is, you said your name is Wang Yanqing."
Fu Tingzhou calmly stated what happened many years ago, stopping from time to time to reflect on it. Wang Yanqing kept staring into his eyes, the more he listened, the more his heart sank.
She could see no trace of him lying. Why is this happening?
Fu Tingzhou believed that he knew Wang Yanqing well enough that he could persuade her even without a contract. But when Fu Tingzhou really recalled it, he realized that his memory was blurry, and he couldn't say much about Wang Yanqing.
From the age of seven to seventeen, in ten years, he remembered only a few fragments, not as much as he knew about a certain courtier in the court. Fu Tingzhou was terrified. He suddenly realized that if Lu Heng could take advantage of the situation, maybe the problem was more of his own.
The more Fu Tingzhou talked, the more uncomfortable he felt, and finally he was almost speechless. And Wang Yanqing was also shocked.