Chapter 41 Premeditation (1) [VIP]

She raised the corners of her lips again and turned her head to look at him meaningfully: "I told you not to go, so you won't go? Don't be ridiculous..."

"How do you know if you haven't tried?" A faint smile finally crossed his cold brows. He pretended to look back and asked calmly.

Whether she went or not, she truly felt it was of no consequence. Chu Qingluo pondered for a moment, thinking that if she could go along, she could seize the opportunity to meet the Crown Prince of Daning and then present him with a great gift...

"Sir, could you... take me with you?"

She asked softly, leaning close to his ear and pleading respectfully. The ripples in her eyes seemed to melt the coldness in his heart: "I can disguise myself as a maid and not cause trouble for you, sir."

Qu Hanjin saw Jing froze in shock, and instantly knew her intention to leave. His expression suddenly changed, and his clear and solemn eyes became even colder.

Glancing around, as if wary of someone listening, he lowered his voice and sternly warned, "To commit a crime outside the palace, to assassinate the Crown Prince, is a capital offense punishable by the extermination of the entire family."

Unaware of what the gentleman was thinking, she suddenly chuckled and replied slowly, "What are you thinking about, sir? Even if I implicate you, I won't implicate the princess."

The woman's voice was as sweet as the chirping of an oriole, subtly twitching at the heartstrings. Qu Han carefully considered her and, seeing that she certainly did not seem to be going to commit assassination, he compromised and agreed to her request.

"I'm going to find a set of palace clothes." The young man said calmly, walked to the side hall and searched through the boxes and cabinets for clothes.

Chu Qingluo followed him around, looking at the gentleman in confusion as he moved his steps: "What do you need a palace dress for?"

"Prepare it for Qu's personal maid."

The figure behind him replied calmly, emphasized the words "personal maid", and then continued to search for palace dresses.

Even if she wanted to pretend to be a maid, the master lived alone in this house, so how could there be women's clothes...

She stood in front of the door in confusion, and actually saw that the master had found a palace dress. The skirt she saw was no different from the plain clothes worn by the maids in the courtyard.

Look, the gentleman handed it to her, and she hurriedly took it. Just by looking at it, she felt that the dress must be very suitable.

"It fits." Chu Qingluo smiled and held up the palace dress, gesturing curiously, as if she couldn't wait to put it on.

"How can you know without trying?"

Hearing this, he was half-believing and half-doubting. He frowned slightly and looked at her from time to time, fearing that the clothes he had ordered to be made were of the wrong size.

As for why the gentleman knew so clearly, it must be because he had looked through everything last night, peeling away all the layers of silk.

Thinking of this, her face flushed, she lowered her eyebrows, and said with a playful yet shy look, "Everyone knows that Mr. Qu has always been very careful about every detail."

Qu Hanjin insisted on letting her try, and motioned her to go to the inner room to change clothes: "No matter how careful you are, there will always be omissions."

Unable to resist, she listened to her master's orders and walked into the inner room, quietly looking at every corner of the bedroom.

The teacher's bedroom is not big, but it is much larger than the boudoir in the pavilion. The room is simple and elegant, and the furnishings are almost the same as those in the private rooms where students live.

Chu Qingluo inadvertently glanced at the bed curtain on the side. The soft couch was indeed more spacious, enough for two people to sleep on together.

Why did I suddenly think of the lingering and entangled behavior...

She suddenly came back to her senses, took off her skirt, and wanted to put on the dress he had prepared.

When she looked back, she found that the man had turned his back and walked out of the house without even looking back like a gentleman. She was unhappy and stopped for a while to call him back.

"I've seen it all, why are you avoiding me, sir? This isn't the way to act like a gentleman..."

Qu Hanjin paused for a moment, then turned around after a long moment. Seeing that she was still undressed, he asked hesitantly, "May I help you change?"

"Hmm..." She responded shyly with a hint of beauty in her eyes, and said nothing more.

He hesitated for a moment, then stood behind her as she requested, and slowly changed her palace dress for her, his movements still as graceful as playing the zither.

Thinking that it was the noble Mr. Qu who was changing her clothes, Chu Qingluo felt pleased. If she could treat the Mr. Qu as a servant, she would probably be happy for a long time.

Perhaps the pain she had endured in the past few years was hard to erase, but she had forgotten that sometimes one can live happily.

Seeing the young master serving her attentively and doing a great job of dressing her, she spoke softly, "Sir, how could you have known that you would need this palace dress and sent someone to make it this morning?"

Calmly buttoning her shirt, Qu Hanjin's eyes remained calm as he replied in a low voice, "If you need to go to the palace frequently in the future, this outfit won't arouse suspicion."

Thinking about it, she felt that the speed at which the clothes arrived was astonishing. She curved her eyebrows and smiled gently, "I was just ordered this morning, and it was delivered in the afternoon. The servants in the master's house are truly extraordinary."

"Don't look at those maids because they're plain-looking. I picked them all." He stood up and took a step back, examining them for a moment before revealing a look of satisfaction. "Okay, take a look."

Chu Qingluo didn't want to take a closer look, but after a quick glance she felt that the dress fit her. She turned around and smiled, and suddenly remembered that the side hall could still allow Fu Zhao's people to enter.

"Sir, your measurements are accurate. They fit me better than I thought." Shuang Mei approached him recklessly and whispered softly, "By the way, I have an unwelcome request.

"You can tell me what you want, and I will answer your question."

In just one or two days, the two of them responded in silence, wanting to hear what she was planning.

, but it is not easy. She thought about it and calmly discussed with the teacher. It is too cold at night. Can I use this side hall when I meet with my subordinates?

If she could meet Ning Zhu and Feng Yan here, she wouldn't have to go to the back mountain of Si Yue Mansion.

With the skills of those two people, they should rarely be noticed by outsiders, so this is convenient.

But sir, you have to take this risk. If the Ninth Prince really finds out, he will definitely be implicated.

She had no sympathy for this man. She just thought that since her husband knew everything, it was only natural for him to live and die with her.

He should... obey her and agree to all matters concerning the State of Long.

Qu Han's eyes unconsciously frowned, and he seemed to be unhappy. His words became colder: "What do you think of this piano room? How can you allow others to come in and out as they please?"

Thinking that she always went to the back mountain to meet someone and even caught a cold because of this, he now understood that she did this to meet the shadow guard of Long State and to discuss strategies with the attendants of Long Dynasty.

"There are only two of them. They are agile and won't be discovered for no reason." She smiled lightly, wanting to let Fu Zhao's attendants meet the master. "I will call those two over, and the master will know them at a glance."

Taking out a cigarette from his sleeve, Chu Qingluo walked slowly to the outside of the elegant hall and lit it in the sky above.

She then walked back quietly, signaling her husband not to panic.

In less than a quarter of an hour, two familiar figures appeared from the eaves. It was rare to see the master calling them in this elegant room in the side courtyard, so they hesitated and did not dare to step into the hall.

Only after the master waved his sleeves to greet him did Ning Zhu walk into the elegant hall, kneeling down and clasping his fists: "Master, are you calling me?"

"I haven't seen you for a few days. How come the princess has become someone else's maid?" Feng Yan looked straight at her attire, his eyes showing undisguised dissatisfaction, and his cold gaze naturally fell on the young man beside her.

"How dare you disrespect the princess? Are you tired of living?"

Feng Yan had never seen anyone dare to humiliate the princess like this. He was so angry that he picked up a long sword and rushed forward.

His aura was cold and sinister, as if he wanted to take the man's life on the spot.

However, just as the left envoy took two steps, he saw the princess standing in front of him, her bright eyes filled with anger, signaling him to stop quickly.

"Don't be rude!"

Chu Qingluo shouted coldly, her eyes narrowed, and she snatched the sword, placing the scabbard against the wound: "Hasn't the wound I stabbed you with a while ago taught you a lesson yet?"

She walked forward lazily, causing Feng Yan to step back. Finally, she exerted force, causing him to cry out in pain and fall to the ground. "He is my master. I respect him deeply. If you dare to hurt him, I will not forgive you easily..."

The long sword was thrown down and hit Feng Yan in front of her eyes. She returned to her husband's side with a bright smile, her eyes revealing a subtle viciousness.

"Since the princess is protecting him, I will obey her." Feng Yan stood up with difficulty, pointing his sword at the man unwillingly, and raised his lip to warn him, "But he is from Daning, the princess must be careful..."

This was not an exaggeration. Although Feng Yan was always out of control, he was truly thinking about her.

Chu Qingluo raised her cherry lips slightly and glanced at Qingying, whose face was cold and indifferent. "Whether he is an enemy or a friend, his true heart will be revealed over time. What do you think, sir?"

"Although you may not hold great power, you are in charge of all matters concerning the palace banquets, large and small. I will trust you for now," she said with a fearless smile, winking at him, her voice gradually cooling. "If you do anything to wrong me, I will transform into a ghost and come to claim your life."

"Okay." He replied lightly without saying anything else, as if he was really waiting for her to take his life at any time.

Since no one objected, they shook hands and made peace. She smiled sweetly, and then asked the young man beside her happily: "Sir, you have seen them, and you should be relieved about them. After that..."

"Can we allow them to enter the Qin Hall later?"

"As you wish." Qu Hanjin still looked coldly at the man in black, was silent for a long time, and agreed in a deep voice.

"Thank you for your help, sir," she was delighted after hearing that. She wanted to show some affection as a reward, but thinking that someone was watching, she had to change the time. "I have a few more words to tell you, sir..."

The people of Long State must have something to discuss. He glanced at the piano table not far away and walked out of the piano hall while speaking casually.

"The song I just played still has some flaws. I still need more practice."

"I understand. Thank you for your guidance, sir." Chu Qingluo stared at the cold and distant figure. She didn't know where the teacher had gone, but he really did what she said.

This side courtyard is located in a remote corner of the mansion. Even the students who study piano in the mansion will not know what goes on inside. It is the perfect place for planning.

Seeing the shadow of the bright moon and the fresh breeze disappear into the other end of the corridor, she gently closed the door, stopped in front of Ning Zhu, and spoke after a while.

"Today at 11:00 PM, go to Shuxue Tower and start a big fire."