Chapter 256 Serious nonsense

So direct?

Wouldn't Zhiyu be suspicious?

"Right," Jiang Zhiyu looked at Jiang Sulan in surprise: "Sister, what do you know? Let me tell you..."

Seeing that Jiang Zhiyu did not suspect anything, but instead started to discuss with Jiang Sulan with great interest, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Only He Yanting had never worried from beginning to end.

He had long discovered that Zhiyu had a strange sense of trust in the people she recognized, and no matter what they did, Zhiyu would basically not be suspicious.

Jiang Zhiyu did not think that much, after all, Jiang Sulan loved to gossip, and it was not impossible for her to know about the affairs of the Third Assistant Minister and Miss Xu.

It was just that she certainly did not know as much as he did.

The two of them were discussing while using various interjections. Even the uncles who were not interested in these gossips raised their glasses and pretended to drink, but actually listened with their ears perked up.

After hearing Zhiyu say that he slapped the Third Assistant Minister, Jiang Sulan was even more excited and said, "Well done!"

She did not lower her voice when she spoke. Other tables all cast surprised eyes at her, and the Third Assistant Minister also frowned and looked over.

But as soon as he saw Jiang Zhiyu, he quickly turned around and raised his glass to socialize attentively.

Xu Youran patted her hand lightly: "What are you talking about? You are so excited, impetuous, and undisciplined."

Jiang Sulan lowered her head slightly. It was a pity that she could not hear other people's thoughts, otherwise she would find that while she said well done, others also sighed in their hearts as she did.

As the glasses of wine were flowing, time passed by in the blink of an eye.

The Third Assistant Minister was pushed into the bridal chamber by his friends, and then a group of people stood outside the door and eavesdropped.

Jiang Zhiyu followed

the Xu family and left the table, thinking to himself: [Originally, the Third Assistant Minister married Miss Xu, and did not take a concubine afterwards. However, Miss Xu was unlucky. After just five years, she passed away, leaving behind only a daughter. The Third Assistant Minister remarried three years later.]

[Although I don’t know whether Miss Xu was unlucky or there was another hidden story, I know that the Third Assistant Minister was not as affectionate as I thought before. A blessed girl will not marry an unlucky family. Miss Xu was also a bit of a coincidence.]

Jiang Sulan nodded in agreement.

[Xiao Qingwu was impulsive. He didn’t act up during the grand ceremony, so he will probably do so in the bridal chamber. 】

Xiao Lingyu: "!!!"

Wait!

Although he didn't know what "making trouble" meant, it didn't prevent him from understanding the meaning of the word in the context.

The bridal chamber is something Xiao Qingwu can do, right?

Xiao Lingyu's eyes wavered, but his face didn't show it. After leaving the door of the Minister of Works, he pretended to lose something, said goodbye to the Xu family, and turned back.

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, he heard loud noises inside. Several young men stood outside the door, muttering with doubt on their faces: "Brother Zhao, the noises in the bridal chamber of the Third Assistant Minister are too loud. I don't think they are doing anything, but more like... a fight?"

He hesitated a little, and a young man next to him agreed: "I think so too."

Another person followed: "Me too."

The man called Brother Zhao had a red face, and it was obvious that he was drunk. His eyes were wandering and he was a little tongue-tied: "...You, you don't understand... This is called, the fun of the bridal chamber!"

As he spoke, he waved his arms: "Listen, it's been noisy for so long, has anyone asked anyone to go in?"

Several young men next to him shook their heads.

Brother Zhao chuckled twice: "That, that's right!" He looked around and said with a lewd smile: "It's time to shout for help soon."

As if in response to his words, as soon as he finished speaking, the panicked cry for help from the Third Assistant Minister was heard: "Someone come! Help, help!"

Brother Zhao hummed in confusion: "Why, why is it a man shouting?"

Xiao Lingyu: "..."

Seeing that they were about to break in, Xiao Lingyu quickly stepped forward.

The young man at the side was the first to notice him, and he immediately knelt and said, "Your Highness!"

The others were also surprised, and followed him and said, "Hello, Your Highness."

Xiao Lingyu stepped forward and said, "No need to be polite, what are you doing..."

Being caught by the bride's brother eavesdropping on his sister, they were embarrassed and said hurriedly, "We are just sending the Third Assistant Minister in, and we are leaving now."

The others agreed, and seeing Xiao Lingyu nod, they hurriedly ran away, not daring to stay any longer. After

making sure that everyone had left, the smile on Xiao Lingyu's face disappeared immediately.

He raised his hand, knocked on the door three times, and walked straight in without waiting for the people inside to respond.

As soon as you enter the room, you will see a mess. The arranged plates and red candles are scattered all over the floor. The table is also overturned. There is a faint burnt red silk underneath, which emits a burnt smell.

The groom, San Shilang, covered his arm, and blood dripped down the back of his hand. He supported himself on the table and barely stood up. The bride, Xiao Qingwu, sat on the bed, holding a bloody dagger in her hand.

"Get out! Who allowed you to come in..."

Xiao Qingwu's scolding voice stopped abruptly when she saw the person coming.

It was as if the throat of fate was choked.

"Prince brother!"

After being surprised, Xiao Qingwu came to his senses and hurriedly threw the dagger down, making a dull sound on the ground.

Xiao Lingyu turned around and closed the door, his eyes calm, as if he saw not the bride about to stab the groom, but the daily quarrel between the couple.

His tone was light, but with a strong intimidation: "Why are you quarreling like this on the wedding night?"

He bent down, picked up the dagger from the ground, and slowly wiped the blood on the dagger with the red cloth on the ground: "Qingwu has a bad temper, the son-in-law should be more patient, it is unlucky to see blood on a happy day." The

third assistant minister gritted his teeth, he knew how could he not hear what Xiao Lingyu meant, the implication was that he wanted to keep things quiet.

"Your Highness, the princess is too unruly. If I hadn't dodged quickly, the dagger would not have pierced my arm, but my neck!"

Faced with life and death, the Third Assistant Minister did not care about the imperial power. He stared at Xiao Qingwu with red eyes, and it seemed that he wanted to tear her apart alive.

Xiao Qingwu was not afraid of him at all. Compared with the Third Assistant Minister, she was more afraid of the calm prince brother. She sobbed and said, "Prince brother, I, I really didn't mean it. I just carried this dagger with me for self-defense because I was afraid of accidents."

As she spoke, she looked at his face carefully: "I was sitting by the bed. The maids and old women went to get things. I stayed in the room alone with my head covered. I couldn't see anything. I was scared, but suddenly I heard the sound of someone coming in and walking towards me. In a hurry, I..."

[Okay, okay, serious nonsense. ]