Huarong reached out to pour himself a cup of tea and slowly tasted it. Zhao Han-chul suddenly had a wicked idea and said with a smile, "Isn't Miss Gu afraid that the tea is poisoned?"
"I'm pure and kind-hearted. I've never maliciously speculated about others." Huarong praised himself without blushing.
Zhao Han-chul laughed, "Miss Gu is indeed extraordinary."
"Thank you for the compliment." Huarong didn't hold back. He didn't know what modesty and blushing were. "It's just that I don't understand the Crown Prince's words."
"Just as Miss Gu guessed, many officials in the Southwest were kept in the dark by the Prince Of Qi. Now that they're about to be implicated, they're asking for help everywhere. The Emperor is furious and no one dares to touch his bottom line. They're looking for a breakthrough."
Huarong nodded, "I understand. They need someone who's not afraid of death to speak first and give the Emperor a way out. Then they'll plead for leniency, right?"
"Miss Gu is smart."
Huarong laughed dryly and didn't respond, "Why do I feel like I've been schemed against?"
"Oh?" Zhao Han-chul put down the teacup with a curious expression, "Who can scheme against Miss Gu?"
"Who knows which bastard it is. If I find out who it is, I'll definitely teach him a lesson!" Huarong put down the teacup with a 'bang' and got up to leave, "Inform me when you've made the arrangements. This time, I won't accept money for doing a good deed. There won't be a next time."
Zhao Han-chul smiled as he watched Huarong leave. When Huarong's figure completely disappeared, he laughed softly, "He's really smart."
After that, he asked the servant beside him, "Did Zhang Yingying find anything wrong?"
"Crown Prince, don't worry. That Zhang Yingying thought that she escaped to Jinling with her own ability."
Zhao Han-chul nodded and muttered to himself, "Bastard? Interesting. "
When Huarong returned to the Gu Mansion, he turned his anger into appetite. He ate a lot of food and said indistinctly, "It's all fake, fake!"
"Miss, what is fake?" Shuxiu asked.
"That Zhao Han-chul plotted against me! I can't do anything to him! "Hua Rong had never been bullied in his sixteen years of life, but now, he had to endure it on a trip to the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion.
Shuxiu didn't understand, so she asked curiously, "Miss, how did the Crown Prince Zhao scheme against you?"
"Forget it. Let's go to sleep." Huarong was short of breath and didn't want to say another word.
After Huarong fell asleep, Yang Ze, who had almost returned to the Wen Fu, asked softly, "Who was that woman who came out of the Duke's Public House in a huff?"
"It's the famous Gu Huarong in the capital. She's a spoiled brat who doesn't follow the rules."
"So it's her. She's so pretty." Yang Ze muttered to herself in a neutral tone, like an emotionless mannequin.
After a long time, she murmured, "I know that he's the only one in the residence who can make Gu Huarong so angry. It turns out that he really doesn't want to see me."
"Miss …"
"It's okay." She chuckled softly. Her smile was faint, but there was a sadness that could not be dissolved. Her eyes were deathly still. "Miss Gu is beautiful and lively."
She reached out and placed her slender hand on the half-finished embroidery. Then, she rambled on, "It's autumn and the weather is getting colder. The clothes for Second Master can't be delayed."
In the Zhenguo Mansion, where Huarong had sat before, Xi Shi appeared. He was still in his black robe, and his cold aura lowered the temperature of the entire courtyard to the freezing point. "Why did you plot against her?"
"I didn't plot against her. It's just that she's the most suitable. She's smart and lively, and the Emperor likes her too. You see, I didn't even hide my plans from her."
"You're too lazy to make up more lies to brush her off!" Xi Shi's words were full of hostility, as if the entire Duke's Public House would be reduced to ashes in the next moment.
Zhao Han-chul was not afraid. "Do you think the Gu family can still hide from the world now that they've emerged? Since Gu Weikai agreed to take in Yue Hanqing, the Gu family can no longer stay out of trouble. "
"Xi Shi, what's your relationship with Miss Gu? I recently found that you're overly concerned about her. "
Xi Shi did not answer. He just stared at him coldly. "If I find out that you're doing something bad to her, you know the consequences."
After he finished speaking, he disappeared as if he had never been there. However, the cold aura lingered, reminding Zhao Han-chul that he had been there.
"Could it be that this blockhead has been enlightened?" Zhao Han-chul shook his head, indicating that he did not understand.
Huarong waited in the mansion. When Zhang Yingying was so nervous that she became skinny, the news finally came.
"During the Winter Clothes Festival, the Emperor is going to Zhong Ling Temple to comfort the dead?" Huarong asked Zhao Han-chul, who had come to see him in disguise.
"Yes, there will be an assassination attempt on the Emperor. You'll have to act according to the circumstances."
Huarong glared at him angrily. He could not sit still anymore and stood up. "What did you say? Someone is going to assassinate the Emperor, and you want me to do it?! "
"Miss Gu, don't worry. I'll send someone to protect you in secret. I'll definitely guarantee your safety," Zhao Han-chul promised again.
However, Huarong did not buy it. "How safe is it? Does it mean that I won't die, or that I won't be injured? Or that I won't lose a single hair? If I'm disfigured, I'll still be safe if I'm still alive! "
"I won't lose a single hair, I promise!" Zhao Han-chul immediately promised when he thought of Xi Shi's cold face. "Don't worry, I guarantee it with my life."
Huarong paused and glared at Zhao Han-chul. In the end, she did not flare up. Even if it was for Gu Changheng, she had to bite the bullet.
Soon, the Winter Clothes Festival arrived. However, she did not see the Emperor's grand procession. Zhao Han-chul sent her another message, saying that the Emperor had changed to incognito.
It was reasonable to say that the Winter Clothes Festival was a good time to buy people's hearts to comfort the dead, but the Emperor had changed to incognito. Huarong felt that Zhao Han-chul was behind this.
However, she did not care so much now. After reporting to the Old Man, she left. In addition to Shuxiu and Zhu Liu, she also brought along Nanny Niu. She knew a lot and accompanied Huarong to teach her the procedures.
The Winter Clothes Festival was a ghost festival. Not everyone would go to the temple to burn incense. Most people chose to burn paper clothes, burn incense, and bathe in front of their homes to comfort their ancestors. Therefore, it was not as lively as other festivals.
She left early and went to Zhong Ling Temple to complete the procedures before the Emperor arrived.
"Nanny, go and ask for some scriptures. I'll walk around." After praying for peace, Huarong said, "I heard that you can invite a Pixiu here. I don't know if it's effective. Nanny, go and ask too. If it's effective, I'll invite one for everyone in the family later."
"Miss, go and play. I know." Nanny Niu watched Huarong grow up, so she doted on her much more than Niu Dazhuang.
After sending Nanny Niu away, Huarong immediately went to the back of the mountain as agreed. Zhong Ling Temple was built on top of the mountain. It was faintly discernible among the lush greenery. The back of the mountain was a dense forest full of Bodhi trees. It was a place that many people who did not understand Buddhism but wanted to believe in Buddhism for peace of mind yearned for.
After walking for about half an hour, they saw Wu Chenglu supporting the old emperor and confronting two men in black. The old emperor's cloth clothes were stained with blood, and his face was deathly pale. His entire body was very weak, so he must have been injured.
Huarong cursed Zhao Han-chul in her heart. This was a real assassin! It was not an act!
The men in black also noticed the three people suddenly barging in. Huarong immediately raised her hand and laughed dryly. "Oh, what are you doing? Are you trying to assassinate the Emperor? "
The men in black were speechless. Are you blind?
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