Chapter 77: Spreading False News About Her Whereabouts

In the blink of an eye, she was pulled to Lu Qian's side, so close that she could clearly see the scars on his face.

"What are you doing? If you want to lose your temper, get out of here!"

Song Lingyi pulled her hand away impatiently.

She was also a person with a bad temper. She set off for Beijing before dawn. She was exhausted after the journey and finally had a chance to rest. But the pretty boy suddenly came to her room and went crazy. Who wouldn't be angry?

"What did you say?!" Lu Qian's eyes were dark. After being fierce, he felt that his anger was unreasonable. After all, the dead girl knew nothing.

Pursing her lips, she softened her tone, "You knew Pei Zhao and I weren't compatible, so why did you agree to his proposal?"

Song Lingyi narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling puzzled.

"How rare."

"What does it have to do with me if you don't get along with him? I don't need you to live with him in the future."

"I..." Lu Qian choked.

"If you don't have anything else to do, please get out of here. I need to catch up on my sleep. Sorry, I can't keep you company."

After saying that, Song Lingyi pushed the man out of the door with all her might, but after pushing for a long time, the young man in front of her didn't move at all. If there weren't a maid watching in the courtyard, she really wanted to hit him.

"Are you really interested in him?" Lu Qian asked suddenly.

Song Lingyi smiled instead of getting angry: "Whether I'm interested or not, my grandmother and uncle have agreed to this marriage, so it's set in stone. How can you object?"

"Besides, the Pei family knows everything about us. Pei Erlang is a man of noble character, both talented and handsome. I am extremely intelligent and beautiful. He and I are a match made in heaven!"

A match made in heaven?

Damn this match made in heaven!

The more violent anger surged in Lu Qian's eyes, the more he wanted to beat Pei Zhao to death.

The atmosphere in the room was tense.

The two confronted each other for a long time, and finally Lu Qian spoke first.

"It will take some time to complete the process of three books and six ceremonies, and it's not certain whether we can get married. You'd better not hold too high hopes." The corners of his lips curled up into a faint smile, but his eyes were cold as ice, and there was a hint of threat in his words.

Song Lingyi was not to be outdone, and smiled falsely: "Thank you for your concern, cousin. When the wedding date is set, cousin, you must come to our wedding banquet on time and bless us~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Lu Qian's face darkened instantly, making people feel horrified.

Just when Song Lingyi thought he was going to hit someone, he smiled coldly again: "Okay, I'll wait for that day."

The maids in the courtyard watched the young master walk out of the courtyard in fear and trepidation, and the atmosphere finally eased.

…

That morning, the Pei family's betrothal gifts were carried into the Duke's Mansion one by one. From gold, silver, jewelry to silks and satins, a total of forty-eight mahogany boxes were carried, dazzling the eyes. Wang and Guan chatted enthusiastically while Qingyue counted and recorded the gifts.

Under the front porch, Lu Yu looked at the betrothal gifts in the courtyard, her eyes wide open. "The Pei family's betrothal gifts are really quite a lot! My cousin went out and brought back a 'husband'. Wenxuan and I are so envious."

"With your aunt looking after you, your future husband will definitely be no worse than Pei Erlang." Song Lingyi said with a smile.

Lu Yu pouted her red lips slightly.

That’s not necessarily true. How many people in the capital can compare to Pei Erlang?

"By the way, Wenxuan's wedding is coming soon, right?"

"It's at the beginning of next month, just a few days away. Then we'll..."

"Lu Yu."

Before Lu Yu finished speaking, she heard her brother's deep and hoarse voice from behind her.

The two women slowly turned their heads and saw Lu Qian's slightly sick face. He had caught a cold a few days ago and spoke with a nasal tone.

"Go, pour me a cup of hot water." It was a matter of course to give the order.

"Why?"

Lu Yu's eyes suddenly widened, and she paused for two breaths. Forced by her brother's power, she obediently went to pour water.

The servants were all in the courtyard counting the betrothal gifts, and only the cousins ​​were in the corridor.

Lu Qian approached Song Lingyi, but the girl covered her nose and looked down on him.

"You are sick, please don't infect me."

“…”

Lu Qian's face looked grim, but when he thought about what he was going to say next, he felt better.

"Hey, did you hear that?"

Song Lingyi tilted her head to glance at him, thinking there was some gossip to be heard, and became interested: "What did you hear?"

"Didn't you say last time that the Crown Prince was looking for the person in the portrait? I heard that person is in Kyoto City. The Crown Prince has ordered the Pacification Bureau to conduct a vigorous investigation. I believe that it won't be long before they can find the person."

Lu Qian had a wicked smile on his face, and he watched every subtle change in the girl's expression leisurely.

Song Lingyi clenched her fists under her sleeves, her nails digging into her palms, pinching the flesh until it turned white.

I almost forgot about this.

Wenxuan's wedding is in a few days, and Xiao Mingyi is her cousin, so he will definitely attend. The betrothal gifts have just been paid, and it's a crucial moment for the engagement. She can't let Xiao Mingyi know her identity and disrupt her marriage.

"This person is quite capable as the prince has been searching for her for so long. I wonder how the prince will deal with her once he finds her." Lu Qian stretched out his tone nonchalantly.

Song Lingyi frowned, her mind racing, when suddenly an idea struck her -

All he had to do was spread fake news about her whereabouts so that Xiao Mingyi wouldn't have time to attend Wen Xuan's wedding.

But who can help her?

Thinking of this, she slowly turned her head to look at the young man beside her, then raised her lips and smiled flatteringly: "Cousin."

"Stop." Lu Qian raised his chin slightly, "What are you thinking?"

“…” Song Lingyi was silent.

Forget it, it’s better to rely on yourself than on others. It’s not difficult to spread false information.

“The water is coming!”

Just at this moment, Lu Yu came back with a wooden tray and presented it to Lu Qian with a smile.

"Brother, drink."

A gust of wind blew through the hallway, and Lu Qian sniffed his blocked nose. He didn't notice the cunning that flashed across Lu Yu's eyes, so he picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"puff!"

So hot!

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Lu Yu laughed so hard that she fell backwards. Before Lu Qian could hit her, she lifted her skirt and ran to Wang, sticking out her tongue provocatively.

"Lilililil~"

Lu Qian didn't dare to beat anyone in front of his mother, so he could only endure it.

…

A few more autumn rains fell in Kyoto, and in the blink of an eye it was the day before Huo Wenxuan's wedding.

A beggar on crutches came to the front of the Zhenfu Division, claiming to have information about the person in the portrait and wanted to claim a reward. The staff of the Zhenfu Division initially ignored him, but the beggar sat at the door for a whole day, so they had no choice but to inform him and bring him to the Zhengshi Hall.

"I saw the girl in the portrait begging in Yuanzhou half a month ago. She seemed to have a brain injury and could not remember anything. There was a local mother-in-law who took her in because she was well-behaved and wanted to marry her to her stupid son..." At this point, the beggar scratched his head, as if thinking about whether he had missed anything to say.

"Oh~ That girl kept shouting 'Chen Wuhui, come and save me'..."

"What?!"

Xuan Feng lost his composure. He slammed the table and stood up, turning his head to look at the nine-foot carved screen. "Your Highness, let's go to Yuanzhou and rescue them!"