Chapter 60 Brother Tingzhi, don’t you believe me?

Lu Tingzhi's brows seemed to be furrowed even tighter, and there was some confusion between his eyebrows.

In the middle, something seems to be wrong.

"Master Lu, so you're here." Cuizhu finally found Lu Tingzhi and trotted over. "You've come to the wrong place. Yuehuaxuan is now occupied by the Third Young Miss. Our young lady couldn't bear to make things difficult for the Master and the Madam... so she moved to Haitang Garden."

"The young lady said that as long as the Third Young Lady is happy, it doesn't matter if the courtyard suffers a little."

Lu Tingzhi couldn't help but frown and said coldly, "I understand. Lead the way."

Seeing that Lu Tingzhi looked surprised, unlike his usual relaxed look, he shut up consciously.

Quietly guide the way.

Lord Xiao Lu is so serious, he must be worried about the young lady.

Sir Lu has a promising future and is a rising star in the court. He is countless times better than that idiot, licentious and immoral Seventh Prince.

Once she marries into the Lu family, she will be the wife of the number one scholar, envied by countless young girls.

Just when they were halfway there, they saw servants carrying two buckets of pearls and walking in the opposite direction of them. They should be going to Yuehuaxuan.

Lu Tingzhi: "That is..."

Cuizhu took a look and immediately said, "That was sent by the Seventh Prince, specially for the Third Miss."

Lu Tingzhi clenched his fists.

How dare Jiang Qingyue provoke Chu Hean?

Does she know who the Seventh Prince Chu Hean is? Does she know what she is doing?

She just... loves wealth and glory so much that she doesn't care who the other person is.

"Master Xiao Lu, the Second Miss is in so much pain that she's almost dying."

Cuizhu suddenly spoke.

Lu Tingzhi withdrew his thoughts and strode into Begonia Garden.

By the time he entered the house, Jiang Guiyu was already sweating from the pain.

"Brother Tingzhi, it hurts!"

Jiang Guiyu was in so much pain that he lay on the edge of the bed, ready to fall off at any moment.

Lu Tingzhi carefully helped her back to the bed. Seeing her feet wrapped in gauze, his heart ached.

"I heard that you went to find Sister Qingyue for me?"

A strange look flashed across Lu Tingzhi's face, and his tone couldn't help but become gloomy.

"I asked her a few questions, don't think too much about it."

Jiang Guiyu, who was in excruciating pain, didn't notice his expression at all. He just grabbed his clothes tightly and trembled all over.

"Sister Qingyue said it wasn't her, so it wasn't her. I'll just stay away from her from now on."

Thinking of what Jiang Qingyue said, Lu Tingzhi frowned.

"Gui Yu, without evidence, we can't jump to conclusions."

There was mist in her eyes and her voice was filled with grievance.

"Brother Tingzhi, you don't believe me either?"

Lu Tingzhi was silent for a moment, his slightly lowered eyes dim and unclear.

Then, holding Jiang Guiyu's hand, he said softly and tenderly, "You are my fiancée, how could I doubt you?"

But the tone of the conversation changed, and he asked in a low voice, "Why did she give you embroidered shoes for no reason?"

Jiang Guiyu, leaning in his arms, froze in expression, shook his head without saying a word, and began to tremble with fear all over.

Lu Tingzhi held her shoulders and asked, "Why are you so scared?"

"It's all my fault for being useless..."

Just these five short words seemed to have exhausted all Jiang Guiyu's strength.

Lu Tingzhi gently patted Jiang Guiyu on the back and said in a gentle voice, "I will get to the bottom of this matter."

Jiang Guiyu shook his head.

"A harmonious family brings prosperity."

She didn't explicitly say that Jiang Qingyue was the one who poisoned her, but every word she said was full of innuendo.

It was as if Jiang Qingyue had really done it.

Lu Tingzhi's eyes were gloomy.

Why did Qingyue do this for no reason?

For several days in a row, Lu Tingzhi came to the house every day and brought some skin-revitalizing and beauty cream.

But as time went on and the weather grew colder, the charcoal brazier in the house burned more and more vigorously, and Jiang Guiyu's knee sores became more and more serious, and the smell became more and more unpleasant. Sometimes, changing the dressing would require tearing off a large piece of skin covered with blood and pus, which was disgusting.

Jiang Guiyu didn't dare let others see these things, and he had to endure the pain even though it was excruciating.

He didn't even dare let Lu Tingzhi come in and see.

Every time I changed the medicine, I would faint.

Looking at the blood pouring out and the white cloth stained with pus and blood.

Jiang Guiyu was sweating profusely from the pain, his little face was pale, he lay on the head of the bed, his ten fingers tightly clasped around the quilt, his eyes showing crazy hatred.

Jiang Qingyue, I will fight you to the death!

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"Miss Third, the master has instructed that since you are tired, you should not leave the house for the time being and rest well in the courtyard."

After saying that, the door made a gesture to invite Jiang Qingyue to go back.

Jiang Qingyue smiled.

Jiang Guiyu was not allowed to be treated, so Jiang Shouye confined her feet.

Okay, then we’ll see who can’t bear it first.

Jiang Qingyue weighed the toolbox and returned to Yuehuaxuan without any resistance.

Que'er looked worried and asked, "Miss, why did the master suddenly not allow us to leave the house?"

"Don't worry, your young lady has a destined benefactor." Jiang Qingyue looked calm and shrugged easily.

She was treating Miss Shu at a critical time.

If she didn't come to give Miss Shu acupuncture and moxibustion as scheduled, and didn't give Mrs. Hou the pills, the frivolous and unruly cousin Xie would probably come to kill her.

Jiang Qingyue felt inexplicably excited when she thought of Jiang Shouye and the confrontation with Xie Lingyun.

Xie Lingyun had been out of Beijing these past few days. As soon as he returned home, he heard from the housekeeper that Jiang Qingyue had not been there for almost ten days.

"Our people went to the Jiang family to ask for help, and they also said that Third Miss Jiang was unwell and could not leave the house."

"My Lord, what do you think?"

Xie Lingyun's face was gloomy and ugly.

At the corridor, the wind made the man's clothes rustle, but it couldn't suppress the coldness that filled his body.

Xie Lingyun took off the deerskin gloves and threw them into the housekeeper's hands.

"What a big deal! This general will go and invite you personally!"

Xie Lingyun turned around with a solemn expression and left the house. He mounted his horse and galloped towards the Jiang family against the biting wind.

When the servant passed the news to the study, Jiang Shouye thought he had misheard.

"Who are you talking about?"

"My lord, it's Prince Xie."

Jiang Shouye's brows were twisted into a knot. He rushed to the front hall and saw Xie Lingyun's stormy face, his heart tightened.

"Did something happen to make the prince unhappy?"

Xie Lingyun snorted coldly, "It's really unpleasant. I have to ask Miss Jiang San."

Jiang Shouye's face changed drastically, and he immediately sent someone to urge Jiang Qingyue to come over.

Xie Lingyun took a sip of tea leaves, his low voice filled with oppressive pressure.

"I heard that Lu Tingzhi has been living in Jiang Guiyu's courtyard. He's so blatant before they're even married. I'm afraid it won't sound good if people tell others about it."

Jiang Shouye hurriedly explained, "My daughter Guiyu was injured, and Tingzhi, as Guiyu's fiancé, came here specifically to take care of her."

Xie Lingyun put down the teacup with a force that was neither light nor heavy, but it was like a stone pressing on Jiang Shouye's heart.

His sharp eyes were filled with sarcasm, looking at Jiang Shouye without any concealment.

"That's your fault, Lord Jiang. Although Jiang Guiyu is just an adopted daughter, she is still a lady of your family. Why don't you have two servants to serve her? Why do you have to let Lord Lu do all these things?"

Jiang Shouye was already covered in cold sweat.

"I am the little girl who is being willful. I will send Master Lu back home in a moment."

Jiang Qingyue arrived late on purpose, and met Xie Lingyun's frosty eyes at the door of the front hall.

As he walked closer, he became more aware of the chill that enveloped Xie Lingyun's entire body.