Rebirth and Revenge: The Black-bellied Prostitute

The next day, Xia Furong got up early. According to Xia Boran's instructions, Xia Furong should go to the nunnery to copy sutras and chant Buddhist scriptures for the dead old lady.

Xia Boran looked at Xia Furong, who looked haggard, and felt a flash of distress in his heart. However, thinking of what Xia Furong had done, Xia Boran could not soften his heart.

There is a difference between direct concubine and concubine. How could he continue to protect Fu'er on the premise that Wan'er had not made any mistakes?

"You have to take good care of yourself during this month." No matter what, Xia Furong is Xia Boran's dearest child.

No, Xia Boran came to see Xia Furong off in person as soon as he had gone to court.

In just one night, Xia Furong had become like this. Xia Boran certainly understood that this was a blow to Xia Furong.

Xia Furong looked at Xia Boran with tears in her eyes. She no longer begged for mercy for herself, but looked very sensible.

"Before, it was always my daughter who was ignorant and made her father worried and angry. These are all my daughter's fault. I hope my father will take good care of her during the month when my daughter is gone."

"Sister, don't worry, aren't we still with daddy? We will definitely take good care of daddy."

For Xia Yuxin, one less sister means one less opponent.

Although Xia Chiwan is the sister-in-law, her mistress is no longer here and she has no one to rely on.

Although Xia Furong is the same as herself, she is a commoner.

However, Xia Furong has an Aunt Qiu and a young master from the prime minister's house as her brother.

If Aunt Qiu were to take the position, she might not be as good as mother and daughter. If the second sister were to defeat Aunt Qiu's group of people, they might not be able to come forward.

Looking at Xia Boran and Xia Furong's loving father and daughter, Xia Chiwan's eyes flashed with numbness, and then she smiled.

"What Xiaowu said is that even though my concubine is gone, we sisters are still here to take care of our father."

"Yes, daddy has more than just a daughter. When the eldest sister said this, I thought I was very incompetent as a daughter."

Xia Moring stood next to Xia Boran and looked at Xia Furong with a smile.

Being squeezed out by three sisters at the same time made Xia Furong's already thin face look increasingly sickly and pale.

"Dad, my daughter has left."

Xia Furong seemed to be particularly weak today. Her pale little face seemed translucent, and her body was thinner than paper, as if she would run away with a gust of wind.

At this moment, a slave pulling the carriage suddenly took out a needle and pricked the horse's neck hard.

When the horse was frightened, it raised its front hooves and roared endlessly!

Everyone was frightened by this unexpected situation, but Xia Furong had quick eyesight and quick hands. She grabbed Xia Boran and knocked him down to avoid disaster.

Xia Furong was not as lucky as Xia Boran.

The horse's hoof flashed and kicked Xia Furong's arm.

Then, the carriage dancing with the horses hit Xia Furong's lower back with a bang.

In an instant, Xia Furong saw blood.

The originally pale little face looked even more petite and pitiful under the blood mark.

"Fur!"

With all the trouble yesterday, although Xia Boran was annoyed with Xia Furong, he was also reluctant to let go of Xia Furong.

If it hadn't been for the mention of the conflict between fates, Xia Boran would have wanted to keep Xia Furong here.

Now Xia Boran was rescued by Xia Furong, and Xia Furong was seriously injured. How could Xia Boran not care?