After repeated assurances from Yaoyao, she finally managed to soothe the resentment of her second "little follower."
Because Third Brother was also going, it would be a bit inconvenient to ride in Big Sister's car.
The Gu family had many spare cars, and pulling one out was a simple matter.
And the Fu family's villa area was located in "Jingyuan," on par with the Gu family's "Cuiying Junhui," both considered the imperial capital's two "golden lands."
"Inch of land, inch of gold" could hardly describe it. Perhaps other ordinary people would be awestruck by their "grandeur."
But whether it was Yaoyao or Gu Jinnian, they had long grown accustomed to it.
The only one who might be surprised was "Gu Xiaoyu," but he was focused solely on being a little follower and had no mind to pay attention to his surroundings.
Thus, Fu Hongying easily led them into the courtyard. Who knew that as soon as she stepped inside, she heard a shifting sound.
"Isn't this Cousin Hongying? Why are you out again, finding talented people for Uncle?"
"Eh? Why are you bringing two little kids? These two kids aren't the ones you invited, are they...?"
"Cousin, it's not that I'm lecturing you, but the older you get, the more foolish you become, hahahaha."
The speaker was a man in a sharp suit, in his twenties, with slicked-back oily hair.
He wasn't ugly, but his features, put together, vividly portrayed the essence of "oily-faced and effeminate."
Fu Hongying's face immediately fell upon hearing the latter's voice. She coldly said, "Fu Chuncheng, what are you doing here?"
Clearly, she had no affection for this man who called himself her cousin.
"What? Is that even a question? Of course, I'm here to see if Third Uncle needs any help!"
Fu Chuncheng's face was full of mischievous smiles, especially the word "help," which he emphasized with particular bite.
His malicious intent was rather obvious.
Fu Hongying was fuming with anger. Under normal circumstances, she would have retorted fiercely.
But now? Getting the Master to quickly examine her father's condition was the most important thing.
"Master, the Plum Garden is ahead. My father is resting in the garden. Let's go directly there!"
Fu Hongying looked at the Master expectantly, then noticed the Master's gaze wasn't quite right. Following the Master's line of sight.
She then discovered that the Master was looking at "Fu Chuncheng," which made her face turn a bit strange.
Perhaps Yaoyao's gaze was too direct, causing Fu Chuncheng to feel an inexplicable chill.
He reprimanded her in a restrained tone, "You child, do you have no manners? Who allowed you to stare at me like that?"
This arrogant tone made Gu Jinnian, who was nearby, frown. He was about to act and teach the latter a lesson.
He then heard his younger sister say in a soft, childish voice.
"Peach blossom romance, love debts. Little brother, you're currently afflicted by a love interest. Don't try to have two relationships at once!"
Yaoyao tilted her head, her eyes full of seriousness, but these words made the latter's face change drastically.
Especially when he saw Fu Hongying's half-smile, he quickly tried to explain, "Where did this child come from, talking nonsense?"
He stiffened his neck, wanting to still talk tough, but when he met the child's eyes, the words got stuck in his throat.
Because under those black jewel-like eyes, he seemed to have no secrets at all.
Fu Chuncheng had a delusion that if he dared to talk tough again, this little child would immediately reveal a truth he couldn't bear.
"Consider yourself lucky. I'll settle this score with you later..."
He didn't know if it was psychological effect, but at this moment, he simply didn't want to stay put. For the first time, he hurriedly left.
Fu Hongying looked at his slightly flustered retreating figure, unable to help but sigh at the Master's power. Just a single sentence was enough to make someone retreat.
"Alright, the trouble is solved. Let's go check the situation!"
Yaoyao withdrew her gaze, her expression somewhat indifferent, as if she had done nothing at all.
In reality, only she knew that the young man from earlier was about to face a truly great disaster.
However, she had already warned him. If the latter couldn't seize the opportunity, then he could only blame his fate for this tribulation.
Plum Garden, East Wing.
Due to the owner's affection, the furnishings in the room were also very antique: sandalwood cloud-patterned wooden chairs, the four noble gentlemen screen of plum, orchid, bamboo, and chrysanthemum—all were exquisite items.
At this moment, a man who appeared to be in his early forties was helped out from the inner room by Fu Hongying.
His hair showed signs of having been styled, but his clothes had wrinkles. Their eyebrows and eyes were subtly similar.
Immediately, the latter's identity naturally became obvious.
"Greetings, Uncle Fu!" Gu Jinnian was the first to stand up and greet him calmly.
For him, Fu Qiming was of the same generation as his father and the head of the Fu family's third branch, so he deserved his respect.
"It's Jinnian. This time, it's this old man who's caused trouble. It's been hard on you all to make this trip."
Fu Qiming waved his hand, signaling that there was no need for formalities. This time, he was the one with a request, so his posture was naturally humble.
He turned his head and glanced at the cute little girl in front of him, his eyes lighting up.
"This must be Master Yaoyao. I imagine Master already knows my situation. I wonder if you can discern the origin of my illness?"
Although his illness caused no pain, apart from only being able to stay awake for two hours a day, there seemed to be nothing else wrong.
But twenty hours of sleep a day was more painful than being imprisoned for a normal person.
Even without feeling it, days were being wasted. No one could remain calm in such a situation.
When he first learned that his daughter had actually invited a three-year-old child, his first reaction was disbelief.
But after learning that this person could overwhelm the Xuanmen, his attitude naturally changed.
After all, the other party was very powerful. If it truly came down to it, she had a far greater chance of solving his problems than any of the connections he had made.
And at this moment, he suddenly realized that the little child in front of him was also looking at him, which made him even more curious.
"Sure enough, it's black magic, and it's an evil spell that uses the body for reincarnation. This is a bit troublesome!"
Yaoyao's faint eyebrows furrowed tightly. Black magic was a sorcery from the Nanyang school.
Their greatest characteristic was that the black magic and the caster were symbiotic.
Once it parasitized the victim, if one wanted to remove it, they would first have to kill the black magic master.
Otherwise, the "black magic" would be like hundreds of worms, dying but not truly dead.
At that time, the remains left in the victim's body would even revive themselves, which could be said to be one of the most disgusting evil arts.
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