Every time Fu Zhen would get so infuriated by that brat Pei Zhan that her teeth itched, but then again, she had to thank him for not really treating her as a traitor and dealing with her with a knife.
From another perspective, when a stranger appears on the walls of the Liang Family's house in the middle of the night and pulls out a dagger from Liang Ning's fan box—this wasn't a toy or powder she brought out, but a weapon!
For him to refrain from questioning her on the spot, he was quite merciful.
"So," Liang Zhi snapped back to reality and curiously asked, "Aunt, when did you become Miss Fu? When did my elder brother know you? I heard him call you Miss Fu today, and also, how did the fifth brother run into Aunt?"
"You're asking too many questions at once."
Fu Zhen glanced at him and then took a deep breath, looking at the pine trees on the opposite hill: "This has to start from the recitation gathering hosted by the abbot of Baihe Temple some time ago..."
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