She nodded slightly, her voice trembling slightly: "Yes, I was indeed scared at that time..."
Memories from the recent past flooded back to Xiangqin...
In the Moon-Raising Pavilion, she coquettishly nestled in the arms of the young master Xue Yuanchu, whispering softly, "Young master, isn't this huge mansion all yours? Just pawn one or two treasures and it will be enough to redeem me, isn't it?"
Her delicate hands gently teased Xue Yuanchu's chest, causing him to feel uneasy. She then tested him in an innocent tone, "If the old marquis has a precious jade seal hidden, please take one out. It must be priceless."
However, Xue Yuanchu was already drunk and in a state of confusion.
"How could it be that simple? My father's seal was extremely important. It could directly mobilize the Xingyuan Army's several camps at the border. He always carried it with him when he went on an expedition. How could he leave it in the mansion so easily..."
It was Xue Yuanchu's words that made Xiangqin suddenly realize that the old marquis's seal was not valuable, but had an important function.
Although she was a prostitute, she was well aware of the importance of border security. If such a thing fell into the hands of the wrong people, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Later, when Xue Yuanchu sobered up, he completely forgot about the incident, but Xiangqin was terrified and just wanted to get out of it as soon as possible.
"The two young masters of the Shoukang family..." Hong Yingrong's eyes were blurred, as if she had penetrated the mist by the window and fell into deep thought.
In his previous life, the old marquis was accused of collaborating with the enemy and betraying the Great Zhou, and suffered a tragic end by having his coffin opened and his body mutilated. However, the imperial edict of accusation did not mention any evidence.
This made her wonder, could it be that the lost military seal and tiger talisman were the key to the catastrophe in the mansion in the previous life?
Hong Yingrong's tone suddenly turned serious, and she stared at Xiangqin with a sharp gaze. "Isn't the reason you told me this just to make me wary of the two Jiang brothers? Is there something else you're hiding from me?"
Xiangqin's expression froze when she heard this. She then stood up and knelt before Hong Yingrong. "Old Madam, to be honest, I suspect that the missing flower girls in Chang'anfang were the work of the brothers Jiang Ren and Jiang Yi."
"If my guess is true, then you and I, old lady, have a common enemy!"
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