Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Inexplicably associates Jing with the woman from last night
He Anting was getting closer and closer, and Jing Yao's heart was in her throat.
He probably hasn't been discovered, otherwise why would he make such a big fuss about it?
He Qingxuan was also confused: "Brother? What's wrong?"
He Anting glanced at Jing Yao, a trace of annoyance flashing in his eyes: "Nothing, you sent someone to look for me, what's the matter?"
"Indeed, something happened. I heard that Jing Shi displeased my brother yesterday, so I wanted to find him and ask her to apologize to him."
He Qingxuan said nonchalantly that she had originally wanted to use her brother to cause trouble for her, but it seemed that this was not going to work.
He Anting frowned, anger gradually staining his eyes, but it died down after a few moments, his expression slightly unnatural: "No need, I won't bother with a woman."
Jing Yao felt relieved, but also a little troubled. Yes, there was an obvious "misunderstanding" between the two of them.
She carefully raised her curled eyelashes and glanced at He Anting with moist eyes.
In an instant, those eyes met the hazy eyes that were shaking in He Anting's mind.
The corners of her eyes, burning with desire, were slightly red, and the corners of her eyes were slightly raised, revealing a subtle charm. She just glanced at him lightly, and she couldn't restrain her lustful spirit.
He Anting's expression froze and suddenly became ugly.
His breathing became heavier, and a suspicious red color appeared in his ears. Qing Wu seemed to be leading people to search the house, but in fact, it was the personal nanny brought by He Anting who was secretly scanning the feet of these maids one by one with sharp eyes.
"Okay, stop searching." He Anting suddenly shouted.
He was on the verge of losing his temper. As soon as the nanny saw Yun Qiao, she received the order and left in confusion.
He Anting left in a hurry with a gloomy face. Even He Qingyu was a little puzzled, but she turned around and sneered: "My brother has always disliked seductive women. You are the first one who makes my brother dislike you so much."
As usual, Jing Yao lowered her head and said nothing, but she felt aggrieved. What happened to her? She didn't do anything.
She is the one who suffers and she is also the one who is scolded.
He Qingyu saw that she was dull and dazed, and was annoyed and said, "You are not allowed to go out for the next two days."
This was exactly what she wanted. Jing Yao felt as if she had been pardoned: "Yes."
After He Anting left, Qing Wu carefully studied his expression, wondering why his expression changed so suddenly.
In his impression, the master has always been calm and steady, and he remained calm even when the assassin was in front of him. He was arrogant, cold, and his word was final. Qing Wu guessed that the master was probably very angry with the woman last night.
In fact, He Anting was indeed angry, but he was even more angry at himself. He had just made an inexplicable association between Jing and... the woman from last night. This was really weird, absurd, and outrageous.
He sneered expressionlessly.
It must be because he was busy with official duties and had not been able to relieve himself for too long.
Today is the first day of spring hunting. Horses are chasing each other on the grassland, prey is lurking in the woods, arrows are whizzing, and princes and nobles are returning home with a full load. The ladies of the clan are sitting at the table in a noble and dignified manner, waiting for their men to return with a full load.
"My little uncle is in high spirits today." The young master looked at the slightly bulging muscles in his arms in surprise, looking strong and sturdy.
The arrow he shot was firmly lodged in a deer. The deer's antlers were gorgeous and majestic, like a coral. He Anting didn't even dismount and said calmly, "Qingwu."
Qing Wu led his men forward to lift the deer, while He Anting continued to move forward. It seemed as if today had become his hunting day. He was tireless and silent.
The young master saw that he was in a bad mood, but he didn't ask any more questions.
When counting, the number of prey He Anting caught became the first among all the people under the emperor. The young master glanced at his indifferent face and sighed that he was worthy of being He Anting.
Be able to control yourself at all times.
Princess Yin looked at the man's handsome face, then turned to her sister and said, "What happened? I went there last night, and there was no one in the room. Did you fail?"
Xue Ningzhen twisted the handkerchief, raised her chin slightly, and lied: "No, I succeeded."
Princess Yin's expression brightened: "Really?"
"Of course, it's just that..." Xue Ningzhen's face flushed and she looked embarrassed at the right moment, making Princess Yin extremely anxious. "Just what? But he doesn't want to take responsibility?"
"No, he probably doesn't know."
Princess Yin was shocked: "He doesn't know? Why wouldn't he know?"
"Don't worry, sister. I've thought about it. Who is He Anting? He's the Prime Minister. He's a man of deep thoughts and ruthless tactics. Ordinary people wouldn't dare offend him. If he knew we were plotting against him, what do you think he would do?"
That night, Xue Ningzhen found out that she was replaced and almost went crazy.
But when she saw the woman running away in the night, she calmed down again. Perhaps He Anting didn't know who that was.
If she doesn't know, she still has a chance.
Moreover, she changed He Anting's medicine on impulse without thinking about what would happen next. He Anting was such a person, could he compromise if she forced him?
uncertain.
She had to make the other party feel pity and guilt for herself, so the person who drugged her had to find a scapegoat quickly.
After hearing her words, Princess Yin thought about He Anting's grand gesture today and completely understood what had happened. She looked pleased again, "My dear sister, don't worry. I'll take care of this matter."
Xue Ningzhen pursed her lips, her eyes slightly curved: "Thank you, sister."
As for that woman from last night, she would always be a nuisance if she stayed with her.
…
Jing Yao failed to go back and was instead "confined".
She was repairing the kite in the house with a worried look on her face. She thought that it would be fine if she drank the contraceptive soup after three days.
He Anting shouldn’t be that powerful.
Definitely not.
She had been the prince's concubine for three months. The doctor took her pulse once every two weeks, but she still didn't get pregnant.
Jing Yao comforted herself. Yun Qiao came into the room carrying a food box. "Auntie, this is the prey that the prince hunted today. He specially asked me to bring it to you for you to taste."
In the past, Yun Qiao would be overjoyed about such things, but today, even she had to force a smile.
In the food box was a plate of roasted venison, a small portion of lamb leg, and a bowl of lamb soup.
The aroma of roasted meat wafted towards Jing Yao, who suddenly felt hungry. She put everything else behind her and enjoyed the barbecue happily.
Yun Qiao sighed.
After dinner, she poured water for Jing Yao to bathe. Just as she wrapped her in a towel and wiped the water, a familiar male voice suddenly sounded outside.
"Yao'er?"
The master and servant were shocked and began to put on their clothes in a panic. Jing Yao sighed, changed her dress into a mid-length shirt and pants, and put on a cloak on the outside. Then she pretended to be weak and was helped out of the bathroom by Yun Qiao.
"Prince."
Seeing her like this, Ye Yunzheng's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"
Yun Qiao quickly answered, "Auntie...my menstrual period has arrived, and I caught a cold, so I have abdominal pain now."
She had a sudden inspiration and the reason was perfect.
Jing Yao covered her belly at the right moment and said, "Forgive me for not being able to serve you, Your Highness. I've made your trip in vain."
Ye Yunzheng sighed: "You are not feeling well, forget about whether I will serve you or not. Just take good care of yourself. I will ask the imperial physician to see you."
"No need for that. That's too ostentatious and against etiquette." Jing Yao quickly stopped him.
Ye Yunzheng thought about it and realized that if people knew that he had invited the imperial physician with great fanfare, they would inevitably vent their anger on Yao'er and make He unhappy.
"Okay." After Ye Yunzheng finished speaking, he did not leave but sat down instead. Jing Yao's heart skipped a beat. He was not going to rest here tonight, was he?
"Prince... aren't you going to the young lady's place?" she asked tentatively.
Seeing her cautious appearance, Ye Yunzheng's heart softened, and he felt sorry for her trembling with fear: "I will stay here with you tonight."
Jing Yao wrapped her cloak tightly around her and said, "I'm afraid I might infect the prince with a cold." She coughed deliberately as she spoke.
Ye Yunzheng took a step forward and held her shoulders: "It's okay, I'm strong and not afraid."
As they got closer, a faint fragrance wafted over, making Ye Yunzheng's heart restless. His Adam's apple rolled up and down. Jing Yao's heart was filled with alarm, as if Ye Yunzheng was a ferocious beast. She was afraid that he would go crazy and swallow her up.
"Hiss... Ouch." She bent over and covered her stomach, her urge to act out the drama. Yun Qiao then helped her onto the bed and she crawled under the quilt. "It's so cold. I'm afraid the prince will have to sleep alone tonight."
Ye Yunzheng felt regretful, but he didn't want to force it.
At the end of the day, He Anting returned to his house. Fatigue came over him belatedly and he collapsed on the armchair. His muscles were still tense, but his heart felt a little relieved.
He is a person who doesn't like to dwell on the past. What happened has happened and there is nothing to be done about it.
The most important thing is to resolve this issue.
He will not let the woman who drugged him go. No one knows where she is. He will just find her and deal with her.
He himself was a germaphobe, and the thought of being plotted against made him feel disgusted, and he wanted to rub himself dozens of times in the bathtub.
Qingwu had already taken away and burned all the clothes and shoes from last night.
He Anting's heavy gaze fell on the three objects on the table, his eyes unclear.
He kept these three things for future confrontation, not because he had any romantic thoughts.
"Master." Qing Wu greeted outside.
"Enter."
When Qing Wu entered, He Anting covered the three items with a black cloth, his expression normal. "Did you find anything?"
"Yes, the aphrodisiac that Master was hit with last night was Yue Ye Chun. This item is precious and belongs to the palace. I guessed that a palace maid stole it and drugged him. Sure enough, I found the person who drugged her."
He Anting leaned forward immediately, his face grim: "Where is the person?"
Qing Wu hesitated to speak, "It's just that... the person who drugged me doesn't seem to be the same person as the one the master was having sex with."
He Anting was stunned. He hadn't expected this to happen. "What?"
Qing Wu continued, "The person has been found and tied up in a side hall. I interrogated her, and she quickly confessed. She was indeed possessed by a demon, hoping to climb up the social ladder, and she had evil thoughts. She had intended to follow the master out last night, and had asked a eunuch to help you to the room we had arranged. However, you refused to cooperate, and when you disappeared, she gave up the idea."
He Anting's expression was ambiguous. What the palace maid said was indeed consistent with what she said last night.
In other words, the woman he had sex with was purely an accident. She might have accidentally entered the room to rest, or perhaps to change clothes.
In short, it was not intentional, no wonder he ran away. Thinking of this, He Anting felt an inexplicable irritation in his heart.
He couldn't vent his anger on a victim, so he had to find the woman and compensate her.
He pressed his eyebrows together and asked, "Do you have any clues about that woman?"
Qing Wu understood who he was talking about and lowered his head and said, "Not yet. It's just that the palace maid accidentally bumped into that woman at night and lost one of her embroidered shoes. The woman then covered her face and hurried away."
Everything matched up, He Anting let out a long sigh, and was completely convinced.
"But..." Qing Wu hesitated to speak.
"explain."
"The maid did see the woman's clothes and the direction she left."
He Anting paused, his expression unclear, his palm unconsciously curled slightly. Qing Wu said, "The woman's dress was complicated, and she seemed to be from an official family. The direction she left was... the prince's bedroom."
There was only one prince accompanying the spring hunt, and that was King Yin.
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