Chapter 323: Shameful, beloved things

Zhao Mingyan could have pulled away, but because of these three soft words, he stopped and did as she wished.

It was the first time he felt so ashamed that he had to hide in the closet.

The cabinet was fairly tidy, but a little short. With his height, he had to lower his head and bend over to be able to stand there.

Su Xiang's footsteps were just outside the door. Ji Qingwu couldn't think of a better way for the time being. She clasped her hands together and bowed to him, and could only put up with this big Buddha for the time being.

An undercurrent flashed across Zhao Mingyan's eyes.

Just as she was about to close the cabinet door, an arm reached out from outside and pulled her in.

Ji Qingwu saw the cabinet door close gracefully in front of him, and the surrounding area fell into darkness.

At this time, the door was also pushed open.

Wei Tongyou recalled the words and actions of the short maid, who should be lively and chatty, so she greeted her loudly, and then imitated the maid at home and lowered her head to open the door for Su Fengyue.

The door was open. Su Fengyue stood at the door and stopped, as if he noticed something unusual.

Wei Tongyou's heart tightened.

Su Fengyue asked: "Why isn't Han Zhang here?"

Wei Tongyou raised his head and looked inside through the door, and sure enough, Ji Qingwu was not there.

Was taken away by someone? She lowered her head to hide the panic in her eyes.

"...The master's stew was missing an ingredient, so Sister Hanzhang went to the backyard kitchen to watch the cook redo it."

Su Fengyue nodded with a gloomy face and did not have time to ask the maids where they had gone.

From the moment he got off the carriage and walked into the mansion, he looked troubled and not as calm as he appeared in front of outsiders.

I don’t know if it’s because my beloved daughter died early or for some other reason.

Behind Su Fengyue was a middle-aged man in navy blue clothes.

The middle-aged man glanced at Wei Tongyou, and Su Fengyue raised his hand and said, "Nong Ying, you go down first."

Wei Tongyou had seen this kind of scene many times in the Wei family. Judging from the shrewdness and commercialism revealed in this man's dress and eyes, he should be the housekeeper of the mansion.

If the two of them want to discuss something secret, all the servants must stay away.

Wei Tongyou nodded and said yes, then left quickly and walked out of the yard.

The middle-aged man looked outside, closed the door, and walked to the main hall with Su Fengyue.

When passing through the flower hall, there was nothing unusual about the lockers on the side, and no one would have guessed that there were two people hiding inside.

Su Fengyue took out a scroll from the scroll jar and put it beside him without opening it.

He asked, "Shang Rong, how are you doing with the things I asked you to do?"

The identity of the middle-aged man was exactly as Wei Tongyou had expected. He was the housekeeper of the mansion, named Shang Rong.

Because he didn't do the job well, he didn't dare look Su Fengyue in the eye.

He lowered his neck and said, "Master, I have sent people to search the whole mansion and everywhere you go, but we haven't found you."

Su Fengyue said gloomily: "I have always carried that thing with me. I have thought about it many times. The only accident that day was that the horse in the carriage I was sitting in was suddenly frightened."

Shang Rong said, "I have investigated. It was when the horse was waiting at the gate of the Song family that it was bitten by a stray dog ​​on the roadside. On the way back to the mansion, it suddenly had rabies and ran wildly, almost injuring you. The horse has been disposed of."

Su Fengyue's hand deformed the scroll and said, "I don't believe such a coincidence. Someone must be trying to harm me."

After so many years of ups and downs in the officialdom, Su Fengyue does not believe in coincidences and only believes that everything depends on human efforts.

"Send someone else to investigate and make sure to find out who is behind this."

Shang Rong lowered his head in embarrassment. He had questioned the residents nearby and found that no suspicious people appeared.

Su Fengyue continued: "You know how important that thing is to me. If I can't find it back within three days..."

Shang Rong was so frightened that his face turned pale. He promised, "I know. I will definitely find the beloved thing for you, sir."

Su Fengyue asked again: "Has anyone suspicious gone to the woodshed in the past few days?"

Shang Rong immediately said, "No, no one has ever been near the woodshed. Don't worry, that place is hidden and will not be discovered."

Su Fengyue let out a long breath, then opened the deformed scroll in his hand, and unfolded it to reveal a portrait of a woman.

The portraits in this scroll were all painted by Su Fengyue himself.

But this portrait was painted by him recently. The woman is wearing a blue veil and a gauze of the same color, and her figure is seductive.

His facial expression could not be seen clearly, only his eyes were full of affection.

Shang Rong whispered, "A few days ago, Lord Liu heard that you had a new favorite, so he sent a new item based on that person's appearance. Would you like to enjoy it and relieve your fatigue?"

Su Fengyue stared at the eyes in the portrait, and a gleam of light shone from his turbid eyes.

"He is a sensible man. Don't worry. Prince Yong will come over in a while."

Shang Rong was surprised and asked, "Is Prince Yong going to surrender to you?"

He thought of something and said, "But didn't you agree with Xijin's fourth prince that after the emperor died, the young prince would ascend the throne and then take the opportunity to create a big chaos, cooperate with Xijin from inside and outside, let Xijin's troops enter the city, and clean up the royal family with blood."

Su Fengyue said: "There is no point in putting all your eggs in one basket."

This was just their previous plan, or rather, Yu Wen Tianqing's wishful thinking.

Now, in Su Fengyue's position, there are many people who want to curry favor with him.

Su Fengyue wanted to make Yuwen Tianqing understand that besides him, he had plenty of options.

Shang Rong said, "Master is right. Yuwen Tianqing has been hiding in the old house these days, and all his food and clothing are provided by our Su family, but he is ungrateful and even dares to threaten you to act quickly. He doesn't know how hard you work day and night in the court. He is just an ungrateful person who can never be tamed."

When Su Fengyue heard the butler say bad things about Yuwen Tianqing, he frowned and rebuked him with a gloomy face.

"No matter how bad he is, he is still her son. Don't let me hear you say these things again."

Shang Rong stammered, knowing that whenever anything related to Yuwen Tianqing's mother came up, the master would become a different person, so he said nothing more.

Su Fengyue said: "You should treat the search as your top priority. If you can't find it within three days, I will hold you responsible. You can go down first."

Shang Rong walked out of the house and didn't notice anything wrong with the cabinet at the door.

But there was something seriously wrong with Ji Qingwu in the cabinet.

This cabinet contains some sundries like flower pots, bottles and jars, leaving little space for space.

After Ji Qingwu was pulled in, her center of balance was unstable and she fell forward. She could only hold on to the emperor's chest with both hands to keep herself steady.

She was afraid that if she moved she would bump into something and make a noise, so she kept this position.

The height of the cabinet was just right for her body, so she didn't need to bend down.

After the cabinet door was closed, Su Fengyue and the other person walked in. Ji Qingwu was so nervous that he didn't dare to move.