Chapter 32 Asking (2) [VIP]

Upon hearing this, Qu Hanjin smiled faintly, his eyes as calm as a wave of calm. He replied calmly, "Your Highness, where did you hear these false accusations? I, your humble servant, do not possess such power."

"But I heard that Qin Ji who was imprisoned was your student, sir." Chu Yanshuo pretended to be extremely surprised, smiled cynically, and asked meaningfully.

"Isn't this just what the master ordered?"

The pure and clear figure sitting beside the desk remained indifferent, his clear breath unchanged. He responded respectfully, "Whether Qin Ji was the one who poisoned him or not, the Ministry of Justice will make the final decision. Your Highness does not need to believe the rumors and come all the way to the Ministry of Music to slander him."

At this point, General Sun's death had been completely dispelled. Qu Hanjin raised his eyes again and saw that the Ninth Prince believed the rumor without a doubt. There was a deeper amusement in his eyes, as if he was certain that the murderer must be in this mansion.

"Hahahaha, good kill, good kill..."

Chu Yanshuo laughed a few times, his laughter becoming a little crazy. Suddenly, he felt that the place was too quiet, so he quickly stopped laughing and imitated the elegant gentleman, bowing awkwardly: "I didn't mean to slander you, sir, you are wrong."

Fearing that the master might misinterpret his meaning, Chu Yanshuo hurriedly explained, "Master, you may not know, but Sun Zhong and the Crown Prince have been secretly colluding for a long time. According to informants, the Crown Prince intends to launch a rebellion and take advantage of the situation to launch a rebellion..."

"I've come here to express my gratitude to you for having relieved a major worry from my heart."

Originally, he came to win over the Music Bureau...

Originally, he thought that a mere Music Bureau was insignificant, but the one who plotted to murder the general at the palace banquet was actually a little girl named Zither Girl. The Ninth Prince felt it was mysterious and came here specially to find out what was going on.

She chuckled to herself when she heard this, sat aside, drank tea calmly, and listened to the gentleman's answer in silence.

"Sir, I have eliminated Sun Zhong for me. I will need your guidance in the future." Chu Yanshuo bowed to this cold man and did not hide his ambition. His eyes were bright and dark, and there was a hint of solemnity in his conversation. "Sir... can you help me to gain the throne?"

"If I conquer the world, I will not forget you, sir."

Fearing that Mr. Qu would not want to answer, the Ninth Prince cast a cold gaze again and added respectfully.

Hearing the words of the man in front of him, Qu Hanjin's eyes remained unflinching, and he looked back calmly, as if he had no interest in the disputes between the court and the opposition. "Your Highness, I am sorry to trouble you."

"I am only a minor official in charge of palace banquets. I usually tend flowers and trees and give piano lessons. How can I help Your Highness conquer the world?"

Chu Yanshuo seemed to have expected the master to ignore him, and nodded in understanding. He then said meaningfully: "Although the master has no ability, he has people behind the scenes. No one knows the strange poison that Sun Zhong was poisoned with. If it was really done by the Music Bureau, the person who poisoned him must have the same aspirations as me."

The Ministry of Justice still has no clue as to the poison that General Sun was poisoned with. The murderer must have planned it for a long time and his mind must have been meticulous and leave no trace. He is exactly the strategist that the Ninth Prince needs on his path to succession.

"I'll let you think about it for half a month. If you are unwilling to help me, I will have to make you suffer." If you don't accept the toast, you will definitely have to drink the penalty wine. Chu Yanshuo smiled arrogantly, whispered a threat with deep meaning, and stared at the elegant and clear-minded Mr. Ruyu.

"Sir, you're not afraid of life or death, but the girls in this mansion are terrified, hahahaha..."

The hall was suddenly filled with joyful laughter.

Chu Qingluo looked at him calmly. The gentleman was still pouring tea, with some thoughts flowing in his eyes. His long fingers gently stroked the jade cup, and he did not answer for a long time.

What he wanted to say was clear. Now the undercurrent was surging strongly, and he had to respond to whatever Si Yuefu said. Chu Yanshuo stood up arrogantly and poured out the tea in the cup slowly and disrespectfully.

When he turned around, the Ninth Prince saw a beautiful figure sitting quietly in a corner of the hall.

The woman lowered her eyebrows slightly, and just by sitting there silently, she expressed her gentleness. Her slightly drooping peach-like face was like a lotus in the distant mountains, and she was so beautiful that it was beyond words.

Chu Yanshuo approached with great interest, his lust rising, and asked softly, "Where have I met this beauty before?"

"Your Highness the Ninth Prince is joking," Chu Qingluo replied humbly with a bright smile, her eyes slightly raised. "My daughter is learning the qin at the mansion, and I just came to ask the master for help, so I followed him."

This glance made the Ninth Prince of Daning unable to let go of his love.

The covetous look in Chu Yanshuo's eyes was not concealed at all, as if he was determined to win this beautiful girl away no matter what.

"You beauty, I'm determined..."

Chu Yanshuo's inappropriate thoughts were written all over his face. He smiled at her even more happily and reached out to touch her delicate face. "When I have time, I will go and ask my father to give you to me. What do you think?"

Hoping to retreat lightly, she bowed her head and humbly replied, "The emperor's will is difficult to disobey. I will obey the emperor's order."

If there really was a divine will, she would just follow it. Once she became the Ninth Prince's bedmate, it would not be difficult to take his life... Her heart had long been filled with hatred, and she was willing to do anything as long as she could kill all the evildoers.

"This tea is bitter, but fragrant like orchid and osmanthus. I like it." Seeing that the beauty did not resist, Chu Yanshuo was in a good mood. Suddenly, he saw the tea spilled on the ground, curled his lips and asked the jade-like young man beside the table.

, send someone to the palace?"

"He bowed slightly and responded calmly, his expression unchanged from before.

It is quite boring to stay in this elegant hall. The Ninth Prince waved his sleeves and said, "Master, goodbye, Mr. Qu..."

This reckless figure retreated along the corridor, and it seemed he wouldn't return within half a month. He had never imagined that assassinating Sun Zhong would attract the Ninth Prince. Now, it seemed he had no choice but to play along...

Chu Qingluo pondered for a moment, and suddenly felt that the hall was too quiet. She turned around and found that the teacher was staring at her in a daze.

Seeing her confused look, he suddenly came back to his senses, the light in his eyes trembled, and he

"I shouldn't have let you show up. It was a mistake on my part as teacher."

Qu Hanjin lowered his gaze slightly and uttered a few words with regret.

This was a golden opportunity gifted by heaven to get close to the Ninth Prince. She accepted her fate calmly and replied softly, "This was my own decision. It has nothing to do with you, sir. Why should you feel guilty?"

However, Young Master Han Yu, who was standing by, was displeased by her words. He walked up to her slowly, grasped her delicate shoulders, and asked softly, "If His Majesty the Ninth Prince really wants you, how will you escape..."

"The students didn't think about getting out."

Chu Qingluo smiled gently, and the thoughts hidden in her gentle smile seemed to shatter for a moment, and then quietly covered by hatred: "Saint will, fate is determined, and students live according to fate."

"Have you thought about yourself, but have you thought about me..."

His fingertips gripped the woman's thin shoulders fiercely. He stared at the bright and beautiful woman in front of him, thought for a moment, and said in a low voice.

She felt waves of pain in her shoulder and groaned softly, not understanding why her husband had lost his composure.

On second thought, she suddenly understood that the master might not want her to fall into the hands of others.

After all, her beauty trap was only halfway done, and Mr. Qu, who had always kept to himself and never asked about other people's affairs, must be getting impatient.

Chu Qingluo looked back with understanding, thought about it, and quietly reminded the teacher, with his voice deliberately cold.

"Teacher, I cannot be your lifelong companion. I knew this the moment I entered your residence. But I will definitely remember your kindness in teaching me..."

"It's up to you..." He suddenly let go, turned his back, remained silent for a few moments, and replied coldly.

"Master...I have nothing more to say."

Since this person was speechless, she didn't need to say anything more. She only knew that the unspeakable love had grown and spread in the man's heart, and she was about to get him.

At this moment, Fu Guang came over quickly. When he saw this gentle and charming figure, he said cautiously, "Miss Meng is looking for someone outside the hall. It seems she is looking for Miss Chu."

"I'll go right away," Chu Qingluo glanced at the clear figure and bowed to her back, "I'll take my leave."

If she doesn't make her feelings clear, the gentleman will have to watch her fall into the arms of another man. Which man in the world can tolerate such a situation?

She curled her lips slightly and walked out of the side hall leisurely.

The weather is sunny today, the sky is blue and cloudless, and there should be a bright moon shining late at night.

When she walked out of the villa, she saw Meng Yatou squatting alone on the stone steps, her beautiful eyes half-open and half-closed, as if she was swept by fatigue. She quietly approached and leaned over to ask in the girl's ear.

"Ying'er is looking for me?"

Meng Ying'er was startled, and all sleepiness disappeared instantly. She stared at her with wide eyes, "You've been missing for a whole day. There's no sign of you in the zither hall or your boudoir. I was worried, so I asked many people if they had seen you."

"Only Master Sheng said he saw you. He saw you being led into the side courtyard by the master."

Having said this, the girl emphasized the word "pull" slightly and watched her reaction with great curiosity.

Mr. Sheng looked gentle and refined, but he was actually a vengeful person. He told Meng girl what he saw, simply because he was feeling depressed and wanted to vent some of his feelings.

Chu Qingluo lowered her eyebrows and smiled softly at the master's unusual behavior. She whispered the master's intention, "The master feels that Master Sheng has been restless and irritable recently. He wants to put an end to his thoughts, so he came up with this bad idea."

The teacher had other intentions, and he had truly devoted a great deal of his energy to teaching. Meng Ying'er suddenly realized what had happened and couldn't help but sigh, "I was wondering why Master Sheng had such a gloomy face. It turned out he was pissed off by the teacher..."

"Stop Master Sheng's thoughts..." But the girl repeated her words silently, and the more she read them, the weirder it seemed. She asked in surprise, "Master Sheng likes you?"

However, Jiao Wan beside him just smiled and explained calmly, "It's all Master's idea. Master is worried that we won't be able to concentrate on learning the piano, so he came up with this idea."

Thinking about the rules that the teacher had added before and Mr. Sheng's current awkwardness, it seemed that it was just as she said. The teacher had sacrificed his own reputation so that the students of the academy could concentrate on learning the piano. Meng Ying'er understood it in her heart and no longer had any doubts.

All the words in the conversation were spoken by the gentleman himself, and she did not hide anything. Chu Qingluo fixed her eyes lightly, her red lips slightly curled, and a smile faintly appeared on her rosy face.

"I envy you for being so close to the master..." The girl thought about it and still felt that she and the master were too close. Compared with other girls, the master did treat her a little differently.

"Are you also in love with Mr. Shang like me?"