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Chapter 4046: Angering People to Death Without Paying for It...

"I'm not a doctor! How am I supposed to diagnose her?"

He spoke in a cold, indifferent tone, "Why aren't you quickly taking her to the clinic to see a doctor? She might have some hidden illness, fainting at the slightest provocation."

An Wushuang looked at the venomous man, speechless. She tried to subtly struggle, but couldn't break free. Instead, she found herself held even tighter for no reason.

"You, let go!" Even Princess Wushuang, a female general who had traversed the army for years, couldn't help but blush a little.

The Fu San's family was standing right there watching! What kind of behavior was this?

Young Master Fu San glanced at her with a half-smile. "I can let go, but you can't run away again."

"When did I ever run?"

"Heh," Fu San released his embrace, then took An Wushuang's small hand and, as if no one else was present, led her into the residence.

"You stop right there!" Madam Bao stomped her foot in anger, unable to resist shrieking, "You, you've really grown wings now, haven't you? You don't even listen to your parents anymore, do you?"

"Father, womenfolk are ignorant, but you too?" Fu San looked amusedly at the livid Marquis Fu. "Wasn't what I said inside clear enough just now?"

"Madam Bao wants to manipulate your son's marriage? She's not qualified for that."

Marquis Fu looked exasperated. "San'er, you're a man, and you know that once a girl's reputation is ruined, it's hard for her to marry into a good family. Your business with Cuiping..."

"Blame herself," Fu San scoffed, his face cold. "Or blame her aunt if you want. It was barely even an idea, yet she spread rumors outside, making the entire capital turbulent, as if I, Fu San, had already married her?"

"Where does she get such nerve? Doesn't she find herself ridiculous?"

Madam Bao trembled with anger, looking just like her niece, swaying as if about to fall.

"Madam, you don't want to faint too, do you?" Fu San actually burst into laughter at the two.

"Unfilial son!!" Marquis Fu's old face turned beet red. "In short, even if you cannot defy His Majesty's decree and must marry Princess Wushuang, you still cannot betray your cousin's deep affection!"

"You must marry your cousin, at the very least as a noble concubine."

"Noble concubine? Wouldn't that be too much of a grievance for cousin?" Young Master Fu San said with a smile.

"It's good that you know," Madam Bao said, pouting in anger. "If you truly acknowledge your mistake, it wouldn't be impossible to elevate your cousin to a co-wife three months after the marriage."

"Hahahahahaha!" Young Master Fu San roared with laughter, embracing Princess An Wushuang's slender waist.

"What are you laughing at??" Madam Bao was furious and ashamed.

"Madam, don't worry. How could your Bao family, with its noble status, allow Miss Bao to be a noble concubine or co-wife?" Young Master Fu San's lips curved into a strange smile. "Before leaving the palace, I specifically requested an imperial decree from the Empress. A marriage decree bestowing marriage upon fourth brother and cousin. The two will love each other deeply and will surely be together forever."

"Oh, judging by the time, the Empress's decree should be arriving at the Changning Marquisate soon. Aren't you two going back quickly to receive the decree? It wouldn't be good to keep the eunuch waiting, would it?"

"You, you!" Madam Bao's face turned pale with shock. She pointed a trembling finger at Young Master Fu San, shrieking, "You! You!"

Immediately, she spat out a mouthful of old blood and fainted on the spot from anger.

Qiao Mu looked at Mo Lian, speechless: Indeed, brothers are all cut from the same cloth, tricking their fathers...