Chapter 123: Backing off
Xia Chuchu felt as if her throat was being strangled, and she could no longer utter a word.
She treated the leg, severely injured Prince Nanlong in public, and found evidence that Prince Nanlong secretly fed the flesh and blood of the people to the maggots. She was also made the first female official of Tianqi by the emperor as an exception!
All these things were done by a 12-year-old lady from the imperial court?
Xia Chuchu looked at Han Qinian suspiciously: "Are you lying to me?"
"Why would I lie to you?" Han Qinian said coldly: "You can find out these things if you go out and ask around. Even the storyteller has been talking about her these days!"
Xia Chuchu's eyes wavered.
Seeing her like this, Han Qinian softened his voice: "I know you just came back from outside and don't know what happened in Shengjing in the past few days, so I hurried to pull you out. You must remember, you must not offend her again. Qiaoqiao's face can only depend on her."
Xia Chuchu bit her lip lightly and fell into deep thought.
Han Qinian was about to say something when he heard a voice behind him: "Minister Han, I just remembered that the matter of Han Yizi's previous salary..." Hearing
that it was official business, Han Qinian naturally did not dare to delay. He glanced at Xia Chuchu as a warning, turned his head and smiled at He Yanting: "Minister He, let's go to the study and talk in detail."
The two of them left. Xia Chuchu hesitated for a while, but still did not enter Han Qiao's yard, and turned back to her own yard.
She entered the courtyard with a heavy heart, and her personal maid Dongxue came up to her immediately: "Madam, what's the matter?"
Xia Chuchu looked at her, and a light bulb flashed in her head: "Dongxue, send a few people to the street to inquire about Jiang Zhiyu. Don't miss anything, report everything to me, remember to be careful to inquire, don't let the news leak out, especially don't let the little bitch in the west courtyard know!"
Dongxue responded in a low voice and hurried out.
After giving the order, Xia Chuchu felt a little relieved, sitting in the house, drinking tea, and looking at Han Qiao's yard frequently.
...
After Jiang Zhiyu picked them, she applied the powder on Han Qiao and left her the amount for the next few days, and said, "Remember what I said before."
Han Qiao nodded, and she said, "By the way, don't go out if you can, don't even go out of the house to avoid the wind."
After Jiang Zhiyu gave the instructions, he took back all the things. Han Qiao was stunned: "The knife and hammer..."
Aren't they used on her face?
Jiang Zhiyu raised the corner of his mouth slightly: "These are going to be used later, and I took them out in advance to test your mother's acceptance."
Han Qiao suddenly realized and nodded frequently.
"Okay, let's stop here today. I'll come again in a week."
"Then I'll take you..."
Han Qiao just stood up, and was frightened by Jiang Zhiyu's glare and sat back down. Her previous words echoed in Han Qiao's ears.
Han Qiao stuck out her tongue, waved at her obediently, and called her maid to lead the way.
Jiang Zhiyu followed the maid all the way to the door and saw He Yanting again.
[Isn't this a coincidence? I just have something to ask you.]
He Yanting's eyes flashed.
"Minister He, are you going home? It's on our way, let's go together."
He Yanting chuckled and nodded.
If they were to get on separate carriages, it would be inconvenient to talk, so He Yanting spoke first: "Minister Jiang, please."
Jiang Zhiyu told the driver to go back to the prime minister's residence first and get on He Yanting's carriage.
The interior of the carriage was covered with soft carpets, without too many decorations, and with exquisite patterns carved all over.
"Thanks to the Third Miss, I was able to find that person from the Second Prince's house. However, I also heard some unfavorable news about the Third Miss from him."
Jiang Zhiyu sat opposite him and tilted his head when he heard the words, "What news?"
He Yanting leaned forward: "The Third Miss must have heard the rumors about your excellent medical skills. Now the rumors are getting more and more exaggerated. It has been rumored that the Third Miss is not the Third Miss of the past, but has been possessed by a demon."
He stared at her closely, trying to find emotions such as guilt on her face.
Jiang Zhiyu looked at him frankly.
[That's it?]
He Yanting was slightly stunned.
[My eldest brother told me a long time ago, but why did the Second Prince do this? It's not that he has identified me as a demon and he is here to get rid of it, right? ]
[Why do you have to do all these conspiracies and tricks? Can't you just sit down and have a fight calmly?
He Yanting: "..."
They shouldn't be able to defeat you.
Jiang Zhiyu sighed melancholy and turned his gaze to He Yanting, who was inexplicably a little nervous.
"Since Master He has finished talking, why don't you clear up a mystery for me?"
"What mystery?"
"The person who appeared in the Drunken Moon Cage that day wasn't Master He, right? How did he do it? A human skin mask?"
He Yanting raised her eyebrows. She didn't ask about the person's identity, but how he did it?
Jiang Zhiyu already had a vague answer to the person's identity in her heart, but she couldn't make it clear to He Yanting.
I can't let him know that I know Su Bai's identity, but then again, I don't care who that person is. I only care about that human skin mask. 】
【It's so real, Xiao Siyuan was so close to him, but he didn't notice anything. 】
【It's simply a magic weapon, I want to get one too! 】
He Yanting: "..."
He chuckled: "Miss San guessed right, the person on that day was indeed not me. Miss San is so smart, why don't you guess who that person was?"
Jiang Zhiyu decisively refused: "No, no, this kind of thing is like knowing there is a tiger in the mountain."
He Yanting raised his eyebrows: "Walk towards the tiger mountain?"
Jiang Zhiyu looked at him in surprise, with a look of disapproval: "Isn't that stupid? Knowing there is a tiger in the mountain, of course you should retreat."
He Yanting: "..."
He lowered his eyes, and the smile on his lips became bigger and bigger.
Miss San, she is really a wonderful person.
Jiang Zhiyu saw him chuckle and leaned forward: "To be honest, Master He, can you give me a few of your human skin masks? I will use them only for myself and I will never give them to anyone else."
He Yanting looked at her fiery eyes and had a teasing thought in his heart: "You can give them to Miss San. I wonder what Miss San wants to exchange for them?"
Since she knew the whereabouts of that person, she should also know the whereabouts of the others.
Jiang Zhiyu blinked: "The other three are all in Yuhua Temple. They have accumulated a lot of believers in the past few years. Master He must be careful when you take action."
Yuhua Temple...
He Yanting's face was shrouded in dark clouds and his face was very gloomy.
"Thank you, Miss San. These human skin masks are for you."
He Yanting handed over a cloth bag. Jiang Zhiyu took it and opened it. Five human skin masks were neatly stacked.
She picked up a piece and looked at it. It was as thin as a cicada's wing. No wonder Xiao Siyuan couldn't find it.
Jiang Zhiyu happily put it away.
The two of them said nothing all the way to the gate of the prime minister's residence. Jiang Zhiyu jumped out of the car neatly and waved to He Yanting.