The Prime Minister finally got it
If brute force is not an option, then use cleverness and wits. Thinking of this, Fu Xuechen's heart didn't seem to hurt so much.
"Qian Jue, go and notify the spies lurking in the Qi Mansion immediately and find a way to make sure Su Qingli doesn't go out these days." Through the thin clothes, Fu Xuechen was still stroking his chest intentionally or unintentionally, thinking about what was about to happen next.
"What do you mean, Prime Minister? Do you want to see Miss Su?" Qian Jue glanced at Fu Xuechen meaningfully, then lowered his head.
"I want to destroy Qi Jinqian's wishful thinking, so I have to meet Su Qingli and start with her."
Fu Xuechen's eyes were deep, and he only said that he wanted to get rid of Qi Jinqian, without revealing that he was worried about Su Qingli's safety, and worried that Su Qingli had given her true heart to the wrong person.
"I'll do it right away." Qian Jue felt subconsciously elated. His Prime Minister had finally come to his senses and turned from being passive to being active, intending to make up for his losses.
Qian Jue moved as fast as the wind and sent a secret signal to summon the hidden spies in the Qi Mansion.
A gorgeous firework bloomed in the sky under the blue sky and white clouds, and Su Qingli and Qi Caiyao were swinging under the tree.
"Sixth aunt, that firework is really beautiful. It would be even more beautiful if it were set off at night."
Qi Caiyao heard the sound of explosions not far from the Qi Mansion and looked around. When she raised her eyes, she saw the colorful sky not far away and lamented that the fireworks were set off at the wrong time.
The gardener of the Qi Mansion, who was tending to the flowers and plants outside Qi Jinqian's room, looked around like a thief, found a nearby sink to wash the mud off his hands, and went out to meet Qian Jue.
"Guard Qian, what instructions does the Prime Minister have?" The gardener nodded and lowered his eyebrows.
"You must lead Miss Su out within the next two days. Arrange a time and place, and inform me in advance. This is the order of the Prime Minister."
The gardener was extremely cautious in preventing himself from being discovered and his whereabouts being exposed, so he kept looking around.
"I will take care of it myself. I'll trouble you, Guard Qian, to wait for my news."
During this period, Su Qingli was almost inseparable from the young ladies and gentlemen of the Qi family, and with Qi Jinqian accompanying her, it was not easy for the gardener to lead Su Qingli out of the house.
After waiting for about a day, the doorman came to Qi Jinqian's study to inform him that Qi Jinqian had just gone out for something.
The gardener seized the opportunity and trotted over to Su Qingli, panting. "Sixth Madam, Young Master Su wants to see you. He needs you to go out. He said it's not convenient for us to meet at the Qi Mansion."
"What happened to my brother? Please tell me slowly." Su Qingli asked slowly. She couldn't leave the Qi Mansion without a reason, otherwise the people in the Qi Mansion would be worried about not being able to find her.
The gardener was full of lies. He would go to the long street outside the mansion gate to send out a signal later to handle the handover with Qian Jue. He took advantage of Qi Jinqian being out on business. "Young Master Su didn't tell me. He just said he invited you to meet at Lingyan Temple at ordinary time today, around 5:45."
Su Qingli silently calculated the time in her mind. There were still about two hours until five quarters past noon. It wouldn't be too late to go to Lingyan Temple after having lunch.
"Mian'er, Caiyao, I'm going to take a nap during the day. Don't come over and wake me up. I didn't sleep well last night. You guys can do whatever you want." Su Qingli pretended to be listless and yawned continuously with a sleepy look.
"Sixth aunt, please take a good nap. My brother Mian and I also have homework to finish. A while ago, due to Sixth Uncle's imprisonment, the mansion was in chaos, and our studies were delayed."
Qi Caiyao remembered that their schoolwork had been put on the agenda, and the day was fully arranged by Minister Qi, so they had no time to play around.
Su Qingli curved her lips into a smile, "You two are really good kids who love learning."
Fortunately, Qi Caiyao and Qi Mian had something to do and stopped bothering her. She stuffed two extra long pillows into the quilt and sneaked out of the back door of the Qi Mansion.
The gardener informed Fu Xuechen in time, so Fu Xuechen made full preparations.
There was a small wooden house on the way from Qi Mansion to Lingyan Temple, and Fu Xuechen was waiting in this small wooden house.
At this moment, Fu Xuechen was wearing a veil to cover his face, and a guqin was placed on a table.
"Cough cough cough, Qian Jue, listen to my voice, how similar is it to the original one?" Fu Xuechen tried hard to change the conversation sound coming out of his throat, but unfortunately he had never learned ventriloquism, so no matter how he changed it, it felt awkward.
Qian Jue also wore a veil on his head like Fu Xuechen, "Master Prime Minister, your voice needs to be improved. It's not much different from before."
His Prime Minister has always been dignified and taciturn, like a god descended from the sky. However, in the process of pursuing his wife, he could not avoid falling into clichés and made strange and unpleasant noises in his throat.
Fu Xuechen seized the opportunity to cram for the exam, and Qian Jue endured his voice changing exercises, just hoping that he could get what he wanted and get Su Qingli back.
Qian Jue was a little worried that Fu Xuechen would be exposed. "Master Prime Minister, Miss Su is here. Are you ready?"
Following Qian Jue's gaze, Fu Xuechen saw Su Qingli getting closer and closer to his sight.
I immediately carried the piano and walked out of the cabin. The bluestone slabs were wet. It had rained not long ago, and the road was slippery and muddy. The grass on both sides was covered with raindrops.
With a "thump", Fu Xuechen fell in front of Su Qingli's toes while holding the zither.
"Young Master, did you fall anywhere?" Su Qingli bent down to support Fu Xuechen, and helped him stand up carefully.
"Miss, I'm fine. It's just a minor injury. It's nothing serious."
Fu Xuechen practiced his voice like a monster, pinching his throat to speak as if he could maintain the tone. He leaned on Su Qingli's shoulder naturally, his mouth was as hard as iron, but his body was so weak that he couldn't take care of himself.
I miss Su Qingli's warm embrace so much.
Qian Jue was holding back a smirk and almost couldn't help laughing out loud.
"Sir, please don't play the piano if you have a heart disease. Would you mind letting me hold the piano?" Qian Jue spoke in a rough voice, and his voice sounded like that of a strong man, but his body was as slender as a bamboo pole.
Fu Xuechen hugged the guqin tightly, "This guqin is my lifeblood, and you can't play it, so you can't soothe my heartache!"
Su Qingli felt the voice was rather strange and couldn't help but look at Fu Xuechen a few more times. Because of the veil, he couldn't see the man's face clearly.
Fu Xuechen changed his previous healthy posture and pretended to be weak due to a relapse of heart disease. Su Qingli could not associate him with Fu Xuechen at all, although she felt that the man in front of her was inexplicably familiar.
Qian Jue tactfully followed Fu Xuechen's words, displaying his lifelong acting skills, "Sir, the zither may be your lifeblood, but with your morbid condition, you can't play the zither to soothe your own heartache. It's also too heavy to hold. It's better to hand it over to a subordinate..."
"Shut up..." Fu Xuechen shouted in a deep voice, interrupting Qian Jue's words, and then coughed uncontrollably.
Su Qingli touched Fu Xuechen's back and stroked him gently, "Sir, don't be angry. Let me hold the zither for you."
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