Delicate and difficult to coax, the sick and spoiled son pinches his waist and spoils him wildly

Chapter 345
Shen Fu's face froze and he didn't know how to answer Fang Rong's question.

"An Yi, aren't you coming back? Crown Prince?"

Fangrong pulled Shen Fu's sleeves and twisted her eyebrows into a twine.

Jiang Wu was shocked for a while and didn't know how to soothe Fangrong's disordered heart.

"Okay, Fangrong, go down."

Jiang Wu couldn't help but see Fangrong's appearance, but Fangrong's heart was beating one after another, as if she would freeze to death in the next second.

"County Lord, is An Yi...really? He was killed?" When Fang Rong saw that Shen Fu was alone, she knew something must have happened. Moreover, Shen Fu's sleeves were stained with blood, and it seemed that something serious had happened.

"An Yi, dead."

Shen Fu closed his eyes and spoke the words he could not speak. He endured the pain and spoke calmly without any fluctuations.

"How could it be? How could it be?"

Fang Rong asked questions one after another, tears streaming from her eyes.

"Fang Rong, stop crying. We still have to find An Yi's family!" Jiang Wu advised.

She has always treated Fang Rong like a sister, and An Yi not only as a bodyguard, but also as an important part of the Duke's palace, how could she not take him seriously?

"Is he dead? Your Majesty, who killed An Yi?" Fangrong choked and asked, her already pale face suddenly turned pale, and she couldn't help but burst into tears.

Shen Fu shook his head and couldn't say anything.

"Fang Rong, don't worry, the prince will not let An Yi die in vain, he will avenge An Yi."

Jiang Wu held Fangrong's hand and comforted her. Fangrong's emotions had reached the limit.

Shen Fu did not dare to tell Fan Rong the truth because he was afraid that Fan Rong would lose control after hearing the truth.

"He's from the Third Prince? Right?"

Fang Rong vaguely guessed, and could only squeeze out a few words through gritted teeth, wishing that the murderer would be caught immediately before her eyes and cut into pieces with a thousand knives.

"Yes. Fangrong, the third prince wants to kill An Yi and silence him. The prince will definitely seek justice for An Yi for what happened in the paddock!" After Jiang Wu said this, she added, "Don't worry."

When Fang Rong heard the bloody truth, her vision went dark and she fainted.

She fell into a nightmare, dreaming that An Yi was covered in blood and calling to her, but she could not get closer to him. In the end, he fell in front of her and would never wake up again.
She screamed and sat up from the bed.

"Fang Rong, what's wrong?"

Jiang Wu was startled and quickly helped Fang Rong up.

Fangrong pushed Jiang Wu away and staggered out, shouting: "I want to save An Yi!"

But Fangrong's thin body fell in front of Yuerong before she could run out of the door.

"Fang Rong!"

Yuerong hurriedly stepped forward to help her. It took a lot of effort. Seeing Fangrong looking so weak, she felt pity for her.

"County Lord, An Yi is in danger!"

Fangrong was stunned as if she was in a daze. She kept repeating these words, panting, and her forehead was covered with sweat.

Yue Rong helped Fan Rong up and comforted her softly: "Fang Rong, please take a rest first. Don't worry, the county master will definitely help you."

Fangrong closed her eyes tightly and seemed not to have listened to Yuerong's words. She was still in a trance.

"Yue Rong, feed her the calming soup."

"Yes."

Yue Rong brought the soothing soup to Fan Rong, but Fan Rong knocked it over and a bright red liquid with a sweet and fishy taste spilled out of the corner of her mouth.

"Fang Rong!" Yue Rong screamed. Seeing that Fan Rong passed out again, she quickly held down Fan Rong's chest and gave her first aid.

"Yue Rong, hurry up!" Jiang Wu was also anxious. She had never seen Fan Rong look like this before, as if her soul had left her body, leaving only an empty shell.

The sky was as dark as ink. Shen Fu was holding the guqin in his hand. The sad sound of the piano came out of the window. Jiang Wu pushed the door open and entered. Too many things had happened recently, which made the atmosphere in the house a bit heavy. Jiang Wu felt depressed as soon as she entered the room. "Husband, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Wu called in a low voice.

When Shen Fu heard the sound, his eyes were clear and he seemed to be fine. However, Jiang Wu noticed something strange about him, as if he was seriously injured.

"I'm fine." Shen Fu shook his head.

"Did the third prince cause trouble in the paddock? An Yi died unjustly."

Jiang Wu sighed. She also thought this matter was strange, but she couldn't find any evidence that the third prince had committed a crime.

Shen Fu pondered for a moment and said, "I have my own discretion in this matter. You don't have to worry about it."

Looking at Shen Fu's expression, Jiang Wu already guessed that he had an idea in mind, but he didn't want to reveal it, and Jiang Wu couldn't force it.

"Husband, then you should go to bed early."

"Ah."

Shen Fu looked away, held the guzheng in his arms, and sat in front of the desk, stroking the strings with his fingers. The sound of the piano was filled with sadness and desolation, which made people feel heartbroken.

Jiang Wu looked at Shen Fu, his brows furrowed slightly, as if he had something on his mind?
Shen Fu played a piece of music and seemed to be thinking about something. All kinds of thoughts were mixed in one piece of music, and his state of mind was also broken.

The next day, Yue Rong hurriedly knocked on the door and entered.

"County Master! Fangrong is missing!"

Cuizhu was dressing up with Jiang Wu, and when she saw how frizzy Yue Rong was, she couldn't help but give her a sideways glance.

"Why is Fangrong missing?" Jiang Wu asked with a frown. Fangrong was feeling unwell and should be lying on the bed to recuperate. How could she suddenly disappear?

"Last night, Fangrong suddenly woke up."

"woke up?"

"Yes, she's awake, but she keeps mumbling An Yi's name, refuses to eat or sleep, and keeps yelling for An Yi."

Yue Rong stamped her feet anxiously.

"County Master, where will Fangrong go?"

Cuizhu said doubtfully, not understanding what he meant.

"Third Prince's Mansion!"

Jiang Wu said calmly that she knew Fangrong's character well. If Fangrong knew the truth about An Yi's death, she would definitely go to the third prince.

"Why did Fan Rong go to the third prince's residence? What is the relationship between Fan Rong and the third prince?"

"Fang Rong has nothing to do with the third prince."

Shen Fu's voice came in. Jiang Wu and Yuerong turned around. Shen Fu looked at Jiang Wu and gave her a comforting look.

"Let me go find Fangrong!"

After that, Shen Fu arrived at the third prince's residence. The third prince opened the door, but he was not there to greet Shen Fu.

"Hey, what a coincidence, this prince is about to go to the palace, do you want to come with him?"

The third prince's tone was sarcastic, and the look on Shen Fu's face seemed to be mocking Shen Fu's stupidity.

"Third Prince, is Fangrong in your residence now?" Shen Fu asked coldly, unwilling to waste time and straightforward.

"Hahaha" the third prince laughed wildly, "You're looking for a maid and you still find me here?"

"If you are interested, please let me meet Fangrong." Shen Fu was unwilling to talk nonsense and threatened in a cold voice.

"Fang Rong? Ha, what kind of place do you think the Third Prince's Mansion is, can all kinds of cats and dogs come here?" The Third Prince sneered, with a strange look in his eyes.

"That means I'm not here with you?" Shen Fu asked calmly, his eyes locked on the third prince's expression, trying to catch any clues.

(End of this chapter)