Meng Jiuan always listens to Qin Songmo.
Just like on the battlefield that year, Qin Songmo sent people to deliver letters. He studied them day and night, and simulated battles on a sand table, and only then did he win the victory in that battle.
He never doubted Qin Songmo.
So now he does whatever Qin Songmo says.
"Qin Yuanqing, I have done all this now, and I hope I haven't forgotten the agreement we made."
At that time, Qin Songmo had already laid down on the couch again. Listening to the voices coming from his ears, he nodded and said, "Of course I haven't forgotten."
When he heard hurried and messy footsteps coming from downstairs in the attic, Meng Jiuan subconsciously rushed to the window to check on Li Shengyi.
"Shengyi is very intelligent. He must have found a place to hide by now. There's no need to worry."
His sleeve was grabbed, and Meng Jiuan stopped and looked down at the person in front of him.
Seeing the relaxed look between his eyebrows, he curled the corners of his lips, drew out the soft sword from his waist, and walked towards Qingdai step by step, "You seem to be at ease."
As he spoke, the soft sword in his hand had already fallen on Qingdai's slender neck, and Qin Songmo, who was lying on the soft couch behind him, also closed his eyes at this moment.
A long illness makes one a doctor, and a long illness can also make one an actor.
Qin Songmo lay there quietly, looking like he was drunk or drugged.
When Yun Bixian hurried to the second-floor attic with a pair of servants, he saw that one of the windows on the second floor had been kicked in.
He frowned and led people up to the second floor. When he smelled the bloody smell in the cold air, he suddenly felt uneasy.
Until he pushed open the door and saw the scene inside the room.
He was about to ruin Qin Songmo's reputation, but suddenly everything went dark before his eyes.
"Who gave you the guts to dare to lay hands on the Prime Minister of Great Chu..."
Before he could finish the word "foot", Meng Jiuan heard the sound of a door being pushed open behind him. He turned his head and saw Yun Bixin standing at the door with a group of servants.
As soon as he saw Yun Bixian, a fake smile suddenly appeared on the man's face, which was full of murderous intent. "Master Yun, didn't you say that Yuan Qing went to the toilet?"
He changed his posture and put the long sword against Qingdai's neck.
Meng Jiuan used his other hand to grab her neck, and the tip of the sword in his hand pointed directly at the slender figure lying on the soft couch not far away.
"Then Lord Yun, would you like to take a look at who is on the couch?"
Yun Bixian deliberately stayed a quarter of an hour late and "couldn't sit still" and took his servants to look for someone in the entire scholar's mansion.
He 'accidentally' heard the servant say that Qin Songmo was heading towards the two-story building in the scholar's mansion, so he quickened his pace and rushed to the building.
Even though his movements were already so fast, Meng Jiuan was one step faster than him.
Looking at the bodies of the singers scattered all over the floor, he saw Qin Songmo lying unconscious on the couch.
It is clear who wants to destroy whose reputation.
But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince also joined in and said that he wanted to look for Qin Songmo in person.
At this moment, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was standing behind Yun Bixin. When he saw the pile of corpses in the room, his face suddenly darkened.
"Yuan Qing has been taking medicine all year round. Both the imperial physician and the doctors have said that he cannot drink alcohol."
"If it weren't for Master Yun's birthday today, Yuan Qing would have drunk two more cups out of joy. I'm afraid he would still be sitting in the garden right now."
"The garden is more than a quarter of an hour's walk from this small building. Lord Yun, how did a drunkard like Yuan Qing manage to cross the complex terrain of the Scholar's Mansion and reach this small building full of singing girls?"
"Tell me quickly! Otherwise, I will kill her right now!"
Meng Jiuan's suddenly high voice, coupled with Qingdai's frightened scream, resounded throughout the night sky above the small building.
Feeling that the Crown Prince's gaze was on him, Yun Bixian opened his mouth but couldn't say a word.
What can he say?
It is said that the servant who led Qin Songmo wanted to frame Qin Songmo?
But that servant was also a servant of the Yun family, so he, as the master, could not escape the responsibility.
So in front of everyone, Yun Bixian immediately knelt down and kowtowed three times to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
"Your Highness, I know this matter perfectly well. I know nothing about it. Why on earth did Lord Qin come here? I... I can't be cuckolded, can I?"
Meng Jiuan almost laughed at these remarks.
He raised his eyes to glance at the serious-looking Crown Prince, and then his gaze fell on Yun Bixian again, "That's hard to say."
"Perhaps Lord Yun has long been tired of these women and is thinking of using this opportunity to replace them with new ones."
"It's such a pity that these beautiful women all ended up becoming pawns in Lord Yun's hands."
"That's nonsense!" Yun Bixian turned his head and glared at Meng Jiuan fiercely. "General Meng, why do you always throw dirty water on me when you don't know the truth behind this matter?!"
"Your Highness, please look into this matter carefully!"
Please ask the prince to investigate carefully.
Chu Huaiyuan lowered his eyes and looked at Yun Bixin who was kneeling at his feet, his eyes filled with complicated thoughts.
"This matter has been handed over to the Supreme Court. That servant was so audacious and presumptuous that he must have been instructed by someone. He will be punished with death or life."
"If we find out who's behind this, I will definitely not show mercy. Such a shameful thing happened to an important official of the court. If my father knew about it..."
Chu Huaiyuan immediately brought up the current emperor, and even if Yun Bixin had more grievances to express, he didn't dare to say anything more.
Taking a deep breath, Yun Bixian suppressed his inner thoughts. When he was about to stand up, he heard a soft voice coming from behind him.
"Your Highness? Is my father here too?"
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