Chapter 194: The Marquis is Dead
After seeing off the imperial carriage, the Jingwei Marquis Mansion finally returned to peace.
The newlyweds walked hand in hand towards their new home.
The servants followed from a distance, holding lanterns.
"According to what you said, there is no banquet for guests." Chi Yuan said.
No one came because no invitations were sent out.
Qu Ling's fingertips gently tickled his palm, "I like this quietness."
Their wedding, from the betrothal to the wedding ceremony, went against the customs.
Qu Ling could imagine how much criticism there would be if the house was filled with guests.
There are always people who like to meddle in other people's affairs.
She is not afraid of bad people, she is afraid of those who mean well but bring her trouble and unhappiness.
I can't get angry or curse. I'm just full of anger and have no place to vent it.
"I'm glad you accommodate me."
It is not easy to get this kind of peace and tranquility.
She was very happy that Chi Yuan understood her request and could do it.
In the Shufeng Courtyard, red candles were shining brightly, filling the room with light.
Tingqin led the servants to pack up the boxes.
Qu Ling only took the books that Pei Jingming gave him.
"So these are the books the prince mentioned," Chi Yuan picked up one of them and said with a smile, "He has a lot of ideas."
Then he put the books back into the box and said, "Let's return them all. We don't need him to deliver them."
"Why?" Qu Ling raised an eyebrow. "You don't want me to read this?"
Chi Yuan closed the book, a smile flashing across his eyes. "Although what he gave me is a good thing, it will be very difficult for you to read it now."
"I'll take you somewhere."
After leaving the new house, go to the left side of the yard.
When the door was opened, what came into view was three layers of sandalwood bookshelves, which were filled with books in an orderly manner, and the room was full of the fragrance of books.
"Reading is not easy and it takes time." Chi Yuan stood behind her, pushed the stunned girl into the study, and pulled out a book from the far right.
He opened the title page, which was covered with dense annotations.
Qu Ling read one of the lines of words and burst out laughing.
He pointed his finger at a comment. "It says nonsense here. The author seems to be insane. Is this the Crown Prince's attitude towards scholarship?"
Chi Yuan's ears blushed slightly as he trapped her between the bookshelf and himself. "You're just young and frivolous."
He guided her hand to reach for the books that were higher up. "The books the prince gave you, your husband has them all. But, don't rush into reading. Start with the simple ones first, so you can better understand the obscure ones..."
"Then can you teach me?" Qu Ling turned around and leaned against the bookshelf.
She put her arms around Chi Yuan's waist, tilted her face upwards, the candlelight flickering in her eyes, "Otherwise, I can only beg my aunt to let me go to the Imperial College."
The warm breath fell on Chi Yuan's face.
He withdrew his gaze from his high position, grabbed Qu Ling's waist and pressed him against the bookshelf.
"I can teach you, but you must first pay a tribute to become my disciple."
Qu Ling hooked the jade belt around his waist and asked, "Sir, what kind of gift would you like as a disciple?"
Chi Yuan suddenly reached out and took the jade hairpin from her hair.
The black hair cascaded down like a waterfall, blocking out the candlelight on the desk.
Qu Ling was awakened by the sound of Tingqin.
"Princess, someone from the Marquis' Mansion said that the Marquis passed away last night."
At this time, the east was turning white and the sky was slightly bright.
"How did he die?" Qu Ling didn't open his eyes.
"Young Master Yao had an argument with the Marquis for some unknown reason, and strangled the Marquis to death with the strings of his pipa."
Chi Yuan also woke up and looked at Qu Ling with a frown.
"I'll go back and take a look." Qu Ling sat up.
Chi Yuan had already hung up the curtains and glanced at the dragon and phoenix candles that had not yet burned out. "I'll go with you."
"good."
When we arrived at the Dingxiang Marquis' Mansion, a white banner was already hanging at the door.
Nanny Li arranged the funeral in an orderly manner.
Seeing Qu Ling and Chi Yuan return, he hurried forward to pay his respects, "...The Marquis's condition worsened yesterday, and he beat Master Yao quite harshly. In the middle of the night, when the servants had all gone to rest, Master Yao got up and cut Yunwu's pipa strings."
"Where are the people?"
"Tied him up and locked him up in the woodshed."
Nanny Li asked, "Princess, do you want to report to the authorities?"
Qu Ling laughed, "Sir, the Junior Secretary of the Dali Temple, isn't he just an official?"
"Oh, I've lost my mind."
Qu Ling said to Chi Yuan, "Please come with me to interrogate the prisoner."
When the door of the woodshed was pushed open, Qu Yao curled up in the corner.
The scratches on his face and the bloody hole on his forehead were shocking to look at.
When he saw that the people coming were Qu Ling and Chi Yuan, he whimpered in his throat, "I really couldn't bear it, so I killed them. I didn't mean to do it, I didn't mean to..."
Qu Ling joked, "Killing someone means paying with your life."
Qu Yao was trembling all over and looked up at her in horror.
A chill ran down my spine and spread throughout my body.
"It's all your fault. You arranged everything. You deliberately asked me to kill the Marquis."
Qu Yao's lips trembled.
He said that this woman was so tough that if she really didn't want the Marquis to adopt her, their family would never be able to enter the Marquis's mansion.
People are in desperate situation.
You will think more clearly about many things.
"You lunatic, you lunatic, you deliberately made our family live in the Marquis' Mansion. You used a pie to lure all of us into your trap."
There was anger and fear in his eyes.
A few days ago, after Qu Ling came back, the Marquis' condition worsened.
I like hitting people more and more.
That evil slave, Nanny Li, wouldn't let the servant into the house, but locked him up inside.
He was beaten black and blue.
But no matter how angry he was or how much he begged, no one let him out.
He wanted to see his parents and go back to Hedong, but he couldn't even leave the yard.
On the day of Qu Ling's wedding, he was dragged out of bed before dawn.
The moment I opened my eyes, I saw the old face of Nanny Li.
The old man uttered a few words expressionlessly, "The Marquis has woken up and is looking for the young master."
"What are you looking for? That madman can't even recognize people."
Qu Yao cursed in his heart, but did not dare to resist.
He didn't go there by himself, so a servant dragged him there.
As soon as he entered the room, the Marquis came over with disheveled hair and slapped him directly, "Unfilial son, how dare you stop me from sending you off to marry."
Qu Yao didn't even have time to say anything and was just beaten.
"I want to marry my daughter off, how dare you stop me!"
He didn't dare to fight back and ran away with his head in his hands, but the Marquis grabbed his hair and slammed him against the wall.
He was in so much pain that his vision went black. He heard Nanny Li sighing, "Alas, the Marquis's illness has worsened again."
The most terrifying thing was the look in the old man's eyes when he left, which was filled with sympathy and a strange expectation.
Qu Yao collapsed on the ground and felt the blood on his forehead.
The madman's strength is astonishing. Is he really going to beat him to death this time?
The medicine was finally served, but the Marquis had fallen asleep.
He gritted his teeth and asked the maid to apply medicine.
As the maid applied the medicine to him, she said, "Sir, please be patient. The princess is getting married today, and it will be difficult for her, a married woman, to interfere in the affairs of the Marquis' Mansion."
The maid's name was Xiaoya, and she was the only person who was considerate to him.
He had also promised that after he inherited the title, he would take Xiaoya as his concubine.
"And that little bitch Yunwu, when the Marquis dies, you will have the final say in the mansion. By then, she will have to kneel down and beg for your favor."
Qu Yao was furious. "Who the hell is she?"
She was clearly a lowly concubine, but she always looked down at him.
He just wanted to touch her hand, but was slapped in the face.
Xiaoya took the opportunity to rub salt into his wounds, "Young Master, you must quickly become the master of the Marquisate. Your parents and sister are being locked up in the second room by the princess, starving and being bullied."
Qu Yao was physically and mentally exhausted.
Inherit the title.
This thought entered his mind and lingered in his thoughts.
Although the Marquis is a madman, as long as he is alive, he will never be able to appear in front of the world, and Qu Ling will be able to oppress him unscrupulously.
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