In the middle of the night, when no one was around, a black shadow flashed in the corner of the wooden hut. This person hadn't even neared the wooden hut when several lanterns suddenly appeared in the surroundings. He looked in shock and saw that there were many people surrounding the hut.
"Grandpa Qian has waited for so many days and finally caught you rat," Qian Chang Xin appeared in the corner with a lantern. He looked with disdain at the servant dressed like a manservant and raised his hand, "Tie him up, don't startle the masters of the fu."
The servants swarmed over. Before this person could speak, his mouth was gagged and tied up and dragged away.
"Blind thing," Finishing, he spat on the ground and kicked open the door to the wooden hut. He looked down at Bai Zhi who was tied up in the corner with her mouth gagged. With a smile that didn't reach his eyes, he said: "Bai Zhi guniang, your partner has already been caught. Why don't you talk to this one, who let you enter the fu?"
Bai Zhi twisted the rope on her body but the rope was too tight. She couldn't free herself no matter how hard she tried. She stared hatefully at Qian Chang Xin.
"Let go of her mouth," Qian Chang Xin took the whip from the hands behind him and lightly slapped it on his palm. There was still a warm smile on his face, "Bai Zhi guniang, have you thought of what to say?"
"I don't know anything," Bai Zhi hatefully turned her head, not looking at Qian Chang Xin, "I only wanted to fly a paper kite. Wang ye has wronged nubi."
Qian Chang Xin was too lazy to argue with her. He said impatiently: "There's no difference whether you say it or not. It's a pity for the old and young in your family, and that sister who has just married. Why don't we give you the crime of poisoning wang ye, I wonder what punishment your family will receive? "
"Shameless!" Bai Zhi turned her head and stared hard at Qian Chang Xin, "What do you want to do?"
"You aren't the first person to praise ye like this," Qian Chang Xin flung the whip away, the smile on his face even brighter. Suddenly, the whip landed on Bai Zhi's body, "Usually, the people who praise their grandfather like this, by now their teeth aren't even on their bodies."
Her body shrinking in pain, Bai Zhi said with a pale face: "Nubi is wronged."
"Since you would rather give up your family to protect the zhuzi behind you, then ye won't feel pain for your family," Qian Chang Xin said with a smile, "Why don't you let your family go first tomorrow. I hope that when you go down and see them, you will have the face to raise your head."
Bai Zhi was already in tears. She covered her wound and choked out: "It was His Highness Ning Wang who told nubi to pay attention to the matters in the fu. But nubi's status was low and didn't send any information out. A few days ago, His Highness Ning Wang told nubi to investigate how wang ye was treating wang fei in the fu. Nubi thought that it wasn't something important so she dared to send the information out." She wasn't afraid of death, but she was afraid of dragging down her family.
"Nonsense, His Highness Ning Wang is such a righteous person, he won't allow you to slander him!" Qian Chang Xin said in a heavy voice, "This kind of nonsense, how would wang ye believe it?"
"It's true. Nubi's didi entered Ning Wang Fu a few days ago. Nubi really had no choice but to be blinded by greed. Gonggong, nubi really didn't spread any news." Bai Zhi cried as she knelt in front of Qian Chang Xin.
"Alright, ye won't listen to your nonsense," Qian Chang Xin took two steps back, not letting Bai Zhi hug his leg. He said lightly, "Bai Zhi passed away from illness recently. Send someone to bring thirty liang of silver to her family." Finishing, he motioned for the person behind him to pour the poisoned wine down Bai Zhi's throat.
"Thank you wang ye, thank you gonggong." Bai Zhi's hands trembled as she downed the wine. No matter what, at least wang ye had let her family go.
Qian Chang Xin came out of the firewood room and threw away the whip in his hand. He took the handkerchief the young taijian handed over to wipe his hands, "Hide the person well. At least she served wang ye once. This person can't seek death. Those who betray their master, they won't have a good ending. "Finishing, he left without turning his head back.
Tong fang Bai Zhi had died, but not many people in the fu cared. Because everyone knew that Bai Zhi had died suddenly. People who died suddenly were the ones that couldn't be questioned the most.
When Qu Qing Ju heard the news, she was cutting a newly delivered bonsai. After she heard Huang Yang's words, she put down the scissors and said: "Since the person is gone, don't mention the past. Get someone to send something to her family. This is wang ye's grace to her." Since He Heng said that Bai Zhi had died of illness, then she had to do this.
Even someone as straightforward as Yin Liu couldn't say anything at this moment. After Huang Yang left, she only said uneasily, "He's gone just like that."
"As a servant, you can't be half-hearted," Mu Jin put away the scissors that Qu Qing Ju had put on the table to prevent Qu Qing Ju from accidentally hurting her hand, "For her to be like this, it can be said that wang ye is benevolent." This kind of thing, not just a life, it was possible that it could even affect the clansmen.
Hearing this, Yin Liu didn't argue. For her, what she had to do every day was to serve wang fei well. She didn't have to think about anything else, and she didn't have to think that much.
Qu Qing Ju propped up her chin with one hand, bored to death as she looked out the window. These days without a computer or a handphone, it was really boring. She gave a yawn and lazily said: "Mu Jin, help me find some stories."
Mu Jin bowed and left. But a short while later, before she got a story, Qu Qing Ju got an invitation card embroidered with gold.
"Jin An Princess Royal?" Qu Qing Ju flipped through the invitation card in her hand. There had been a few princesses and junzhu sitting at another table during the New Year Festival, but she had never seen this Jin An Princess before. If her memory wasn't wrong, Jin An Princess was the eldest daughter of Qing De Emperor. Her birth mother had died early, but she was remembered under the Empress. She had also been bestowed the title of Princess Royal by the Emperor. Her status among the womenfolk wasn't low. But ever since she married the Count of Bei Lu, she lived in Jing Zhou and rarely returned to Jing.
The rumors were that the Count of Bei Lu and Jin An Princess Royal loved each other very much and had a son and a daughter. Many of the womenfolk at court admired them, and they were the model husband and wife in many people's eyes. But why did she return to Jing, and set up this kind of painting viewing banquet at this time of the New Year?
She looked at the beautiful Hairpin-style small script on the invitation. The invitation sent to the wang fu should have been personally written by Jin An Princess Royal. Words were like the person. This Jin An Princess Royal should be a very talented woman.
Personally unwrapping a reply, Qu Qing Ju waited for the ink to dry before closing the invitation. Handing it to Jin Zhan who was serving the ink, she ordered: "Have someone deliver it to the Princess Royal fu."
At night, He Heng came to zhengyuan. After the two finished the evening meal, Qu Qing Ju brought up the matter.
He Heng wasn't close to this jiejie of his, but he had heard some things about Jing: "Two days ago, the Princess Royal returned to Jing. You might not have seen her, but since the invitation has been delivered, you should go."
Qu Qing Ju handed a cup of digestive tea to him, "I've already replied. It's just that the painting viewing banquet is in three days. The day after tomorrow is the Lantern Festival. I'm slightly surprised at the date that the Princess Royal set." Seeing He Heng take the teacup, he took the chance to touch her hand. She glared at him with a smile, "Did the Count of Bei Lu return to Jing?"
He Heng shook his head, "I haven't heard. I only heard that the Princess Royal had returned with the two girls."
Qu Qing Ju felt that something must have happened. The Princess Royal had returned to Jing before the Lantern Festival. She had only taken the children and not the fuma. Right now, there wasn't anything important in Jing, why was she in such a rush?
Did this Count of Bei Lu do something that wronged the Princess Royal? Because in this world, those that were called the model couple would always drop the ball. This was probably what was called showing off affection, dying faster.
If it was really so, then it would be interesting for the Princess Royal to return to the palace now.
"Don't think too much," He Heng put down the teacup and reached out to scrape the tip of Qu Qing Ju's nose, "The Princess Royal is the noblest princess among us sisters. Who dares to offend her."
Qu Qing Ju instantly understood the meaning of these words. If the Count of Bei Lu really did something that wronged the Princess Royal, and if the Princess Royal was so angry that she came to make trouble for him, this Count of Bei Lu wouldn't be able to bear the consequences. She looked at He Heng. These words might not be caring for the sisters, but it was the truth.
"Wang ye is right," Qu Qing Ju smiled, "I was thinking too much."
"En, if that's the case, why don't we think about the matter between us," He Heng bent down to lightly bite her ear, "Like, should we prepare to sleep now?" Finishing, he pulled out the hairpin in her hair. Instantly, the black hair poured down.
Qu Qing Ju looked at him with a smile, her breath like orchids, "What is wang ye thinking?"
He Heng felt that this gaze was really seductive. He carried the person horizontally, "What am I thinking, Qing Ju will know in a bit."
Qu Qing Ju burrowed into his chest and laughed.
The morning of the second day, Qu Qing Ju sat up on the bed. She looked at the scattered clothing under the bed and then at He Heng who was dressing in front of the mirror. She lazily retreated back into the blankets.
Seeing her wake up, He Heng said: "Today is the Lantern Festival. I'll take you out of the fu to ride the carriage."
"Wang ye, you have to keep your word," Hearing this, Qu Qing Ju flipped over. One hand propped up her head as she reclined to look at He Heng, "Then come back early, I'll wait for you."
"I will definitely come back early," He Heng walked to the side of the bed. After leaning down to steal a kiss from her lips, he straightened, "I'm going to court. If you're tired, sleep a bit longer." Finishing, his eyes swept ambiguously across the red marks on Qu Qing Ju's collarbone.
Pulling the blanket up to her chin, Qu Qing Ju pointed outside and snorted: "Wang ye, go to court. Qie is still sleepy and won't send you off." Finishing, she flipped over and left her back to He Heng.
He Heng smiled as he shook his head and left the door in a good mood.
Qu Qing Ju slept for another two hours before lazily getting up. She calmly watched as the yahuan packed the clothing under the bed. She sat in front of the mirror, drawing her brows as she ordered: "Jin Zhan, get someone to find out about the Princess Royal."
Jin Zhan bowed and silently left.
Silently looking at the woman in the mirror for a beat, Qu Qing Ju's lips rose.
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