"Nothing." Fu Mingzhu said, "I never knew he would wish for the Lord to die."
Fu Mingzhu frowned and said, "The marquisate was never his to begin with."
Xiao Yingyue breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to herself that it was a pity Fu Mingzhu was betrothed to Xiao Fengxing, being so sensible and all.
Xiao Yingyue hurried to change the subject, not mentioning Xiao Fengxing again, "Niannian, let me tell you, it's not my imagination, I really feel that lately, my elder brother's health and spirits have improved. Perhaps it's thanks to your incense; with good sleep, his spirit naturally improves."
"My incense is just to help with sleep, it's really the old madam who pays great attention to the health and nurturing of the Lord in daily life." Fu Shinian replied.
She thought, up until now, she had only added 6 points of luck value to Xiao Chengyu, and already there was such a good effect.
If more could be added, it would surely be even better.
