Qu Qing Ju watched as the paper kite floated for a while before disappearing. She sighed with pity, "Oh, the weather hasn't warmed up yet and he has the leisure to fly a kite. He really is a refined person."
"What refined person," He Heng strode in and coincidentally heard the words. He smiled wryly, "If Qing Ju likes it, after the weather warms up, I'll take you to the estate to play. You can fly anything you want."
"It's tiring to run," Qu Qing Ju was slightly annoyed, "If wang ye really cares for me, why don't you find a few more chefs for me to enter the fu and let me taste all the delicacies in the world."
"That's fine. In a few days, I'll take you to the estate to try the authentic farm dishes," He Heng pulled her in. He took off his cloak and handed it to a yahuan, "Those things aren't as exquisite as the fu's, but they have a different flavor."
"En, the cured meat that the estate sent a few days ago was very good," Qu Qing Ju poured a cup of tea for him. After He Heng took it, she sat down on the chair next to him, "I got someone to bring some more into the fu."
"These pickled foods might taste good, but eating too much isn't good for the body. You still have to avoid it," He Heng took a sip of tea. Hearing Qu Qing Ju's words, he put down the teacup, "Don't let your personality dictate."
Hearing this, Qu Qing Ju smiled. She turned and started to prune a short pine tree: "Wang ye, don't worry, I won't do anything stupid." It seemed that in terms of food and drink, the ancients had mastered it a long time ago. But did He Heng's words have a double meaning?
"Fine, I know you have a desire for good food, but it's not to the point of harming your body," He Heng felt that Qu Qing Ju was still smiling, but the smile had faded. He could only helplessly change the topic, "Just now, the person that flew the paper kite in the fu, no matter who it was, you have to lock her up."
Qu Qing Ju saw his expression was slightly serious and slowly nodded: "Wang ye means … …"
"Investigate first," He Heng raised the teacup again but didn't drink. He looked seriously at Qu Qing Ju, "There are always people in the wang fu that don't belong to you and me."
She hadn't expected that He Heng would tell these things to her. Qu Qing Ju looked at this man in a new light. This person was definitely a decisive person. It was just that his usual cultured and refined demeanor made people lower their guard. "Wang ye suspects that this person has ulterior motives."
"There are many ways to attract my attention. This method isn't very good," He Heng gave a faint smile, "I saw that the paper kite didn't fly very high. After a while, the fuse broke and flew out of the fu. This isn't the way to attract my attention."
Qu Qing Ju raised an eyebrow. She had thought that someone was using this method to attract He Heng's attention. She hadn't thought that someone would use this method to communicate at this time. Thinking of this, she smiled faintly. "Maybe it's just a coincidence?"
"Whether it was a coincidence or intentional," He Heng said calmly, "this person can't be left alive."
Qu Qing Ju's hand that had been cutting the short pine tree slanted and cut an extra branch. She regretfully picked up the pine branch. This bonsai had been ruined by her again. She had studied dancing in her previous generation. After it had been hard for her to survive in the dancing circle, she had become a manager. She could be said to be clever with her hands. How did she become a bonsai killer?
Putting down the scissors in her hand, she turned to wash her hands in the copper basin that a yahuan had brought over. She wiped her hands and said: "Wang ye, you can decide these things. All I can do is manage this houyuan for you."
He Heng saw her white and slender fingers wipe on the soft silk. For some reason, he felt that this pair of hands was incomparably alluring. He stilled before replying: "You did very well. With you, the houyuan is much quieter."
Putting the silk back on the tray, she indicated for the yahuan to leave. Qu Qing Ju turned to smile at He Heng, "Is wang ye finding houyuan to be too quiet?"
"Not quiet, it's tranquility," He Heng smiled as he stood. He pulled the person in front of him, "I like how houyuan is right now."
Throwing a flirtatious glance at the other, Qu Qing Ju turned and sat down on a chair at the side, "It's good that wang ye likes it. I'm just afraid that wang ye will feel that there aren't enough beauties in the yard and resent me for not being generous and virtuous enough."
He Heng walked next to her and stole a kiss at her cheek before declaring: "Ben wang's Qing Ju is virtuous, obedient, and intelligent."
Reaching out with two fingers to push the other's face away, Qu Qing Ju raised her chin and laughed lightly: "Wang ye, you have to remember these words." Finishing, seeing the other's face full of smiles, she kissed his chin as though it was a gift.
He Heng's heart itched at this action. It wasn't that no woman had ever kissed him of their own accord, but he felt that only this woman's actions were the most seductive. He didn't want to endure any longer and bent down to pull the other into his embrace.
"Wang ye, the person who flew the kite has been caught. Wang ye, please make a decision."
He Heng had never felt that Qian Chang Xin didn't have eyes like he did now. He took a deep breath before straightening and sitting down at the front, "Come in."
Qu Qing Ju raised a blue and white porcelain cup to cover half her face and tilted her head to look at He Heng with a smile.
He Heng coincidentally saw this gaze and his heart itched again. He looked deeply at her and sighed helplessly before reluctantly moving his gaze away.
Satisfied with He Heng's reaction, Qu Qing Ju adjusted herself into a dignified sitting position. Turning her head, she coincidentally saw Qian Chang Xin come in with a few people. At the very back were two strong mama escorting a young woman wearing a pink long dress. She seemed slightly familiar.
After the person knelt in front of her, Qu Qing Ju finally recognized who this person was. So it was He Heng's tong fang, Bai Zhi. She didn't know why Bai Zhi had stayed by He Heng's side, but this person never showed herself. She had been quiet for such a long time, was it all an act? She had thought that someone was using this kind of tactic to gain favor. It seemed that she had guessed wrongly. As expected, in the struggle for the throne, there were always spies. Her vision didn't seem to be far enough. For her, this was a very good lesson.
If she had sent information to the outside, then what had she sent? She was just a little tong fang, what could she have come into contact with?
He Heng used the lid to lightly scrape against the rim of the cup, making a piercing sound. But just this action was enough to make Bai Zhi tremble in fear.
"Ben wang remembers that you were promoted to tong fang two years ago," He Heng blew on the surface of the tea, neither angry nor happy as he spoke, "The paper kite you dropped outside, ben wang had someone pick it up. Why don't ben wang admire that kite."
Bai Zhi's expression changed slightly but she kowtowed, pleading: "Wang ye, forgive me. Nubi didn't know that she couldn't fly a kite in the wang fu, wang ye, please forgive me!"
Ignoring her pleas, He Heng saw Ming He bring the kite in. Taking the kite, he looked at the simple drawing of a beautiful woman. Beside the drawing of the beautiful woman, there were two lines of poetry.
"Wearing the scholarly shoes of a traveler, trailing the mist and silk … …" He Heng saw the beautiful woman in the drawing was dressed magnificently, standing at a high place. He lightly snorted: "A good drawing, a good poem."
Qu Qing Ju raised an eyebrow as she looked at Bai Zhi. If she hadn't guessed wrong, this drawing seemed to be referring to her? "Wang ye … …" Bai Zhi's expression changed, "Nubi wasn't considerate enough and forgot to avoid wang fei's name. Please, wang fei, forgive me." Finishing, she started to kowtow to Qu Qing Ju.
Qu Qing Ju's expression was troubled. She bit the corner of her lips as she looked pitifully at He Heng.
"You don't have to beg wang fei," He Heng slapped the kite in his hand on the table, coldly ordering, "Come, Bai Zhi has offended wang fei. Drag her away and lock her in the firewood room."
Very quickly, someone dragged Bai Zhi away. He Heng stood to say to Qu Qing Ju, "I still have some matters to attend to. Wait for me to come back tonight and we can have the evening meal."
Qu Qing Ju nodded and tied the cloak around him. She looked at the scattered kite on the table, "This kite?"
"Ming He, take this kite and burn it," After He Heng finished speaking to Ming He, he turned to smile at Qu Qing Ju. He grasped her hand, consoling, "Don't worry."
Feeling the back of her hand being pinched, Qu Qing Ju glared at He Heng. Seeing him turn and walk out, she finally opened: "The weather has changed quickly these past few days. If wang ye goes out, you have to take care of your body."
He Heng smiled at her before leading the others out of zhengyuan. His face darkened as he said to Qian Chang Xin: "Pay attention to who goes near the firewood room these next few days. Those people can't be allowed to live in the future."
Qian Chang Xin nodded and reported in a low voice: "Wang ye, Wang Chang Ming has come."
"To the study," He Heng's face darkened. Thinking about the troublesome women in the houyuan, a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Seeing Wang Chang Ming, He Heng's expression had returned to normal, "Any news from that side?"
"Wang ye, Rui Wang has already entered the palace to seek an audience with the Emperor. He wants Cheng Wang to go to Jiang Nan," Wang Chang Ming said with a joyful expression, "It seems that our plan has succeeded."
"Lao san has always felt that he is higher than us three brothers and looks down on lao si. Naturally, he wants to pick a soft persimmon to bully," He Heng smiled coldly, "Leak the news to Ning Wang. With Ning Wang's personality, if he doesn't cause trouble, it would be a waste of lao san's efforts."
Pretending not to hear the secret between the imperial sons, Wang Chang Ming turned to ask, "This subordinate understands. What else does Rui Wang need to do?"
"No need for anyone else to do anything. With his personality, he will cause trouble," He Heng said faintly, "We just have to watch."
Wang Chang Ming instantly understood and bowed with his hands in front, praising: "Wang ye is wise."
On the second day, the Emperor sent down a decree at court. He ordered Cheng Wang and the Minister of the Right, Wei Wen Guang, to go to Jiang Nan to investigate the matter of Rui Wang. He also bestowed a gold medal as if zhen had personally come. He strictly ordered the two to investigate carefully to prevent others from wrongly accusing Rui Wang.
These words expressed the attitude of the Emperor. Some people knew that even if Rui Wang couldn't attend court right now, he was still the most favored and trusted imperial son of the Emperor. No wonder he was so fearless.
A day later, He Ming and Wei Wen Guang, who held the title of imperial envoy, left with their troops. The people of Jing sympathized with this unfavoured Cheng Wang. Everyone knew that the Emperor wanted them to go through the motions. But if they protected Rui Wang, it would leave a bad reputation for the people of the world as a protector of villains. It could be seen how biased the Emperor was.
He Qi sat in the teahouse, watching the troops leave the city, a disdainful smile on his face. When the troops could no longer be seen, he put down the teacup and ordered the tea brewer beside him who was pouring tea: "Find a chance to act on the road … … try not to harm Cheng Wang."
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