In recent days, it has been rainy in northern Jiangsu, and the water in Anjiang is almost overflowing the embankment.
There were lightning and thunder outside, and the rain was pouring down. The whole city was shrouded in rain.
"Cousin, when will you take me back to Beijing?" The low female voice with a hint of coquettishness could be heard clearly in the room.
Zhao Ju leaned over, hugged the man tightly in his arms, and whispered with his tipsy eyes, "Why are you going back to the capital? Isn't it good to be free and happy here with me?"
His warm palm came over and fell on his lips, stroking them lightly or heavily. A slightly bitter medicinal smell came from him, making people feel numb and itchy.
Su Muyan's body felt like it was being passed through by an electric current, and a dense itching sensation surged inside her body.
Their eyes met, and they both saw a fanatical light in each other's eyes.
Zhao Ju leaned forward and whispered in her ear: "Do you want it?"
The deep voice brought a shiver to my ears.
Su Muyan moaned softly and called out impatiently: "Cousin, cousin..."
Zhao Ju propped himself up, stretched out his arm to hook the robe at the head of the bed, and slowly took out a slightly yellow paper package.
He held the paper bag between his fingers and placed it in front of Su Muyan, then curled his lips and looked at her with eyes full of desire.
"Yan'er should know...what to do next, right?"
Su Muyan stared at the thing in his hand. It was this thing that made her suffer and yearn, desperate and obsessed.
She climbed up and said coquettishly in a soft voice like a hook: "Master~"
Zhao Ju curled his lips in satisfaction, waiting for her next move.
Suddenly, a loud thunder sounded outside the house.
A servant's voice sounded at the door: "Sir, the Crown Prince is here."
Zhao Ju was startled when he heard this, and threw the paper bag in his hand to Su Muyan. Then he kissed her soft and rosy lips and said in a hoarse voice: "Wait for me obediently. The remaining medicine is in my clothes."
After saying this, he stood up, dressed, and after washing up, he went to the front hall to meet His Royal Highness the Crown Prince.
Su Muyan felt extremely uncomfortable all over at this moment. She took some medicine before she came to her senses.
Ever since she was captured by Zhao Ju, he brought her here, saying that she was to recuperate here, but in fact he imprisoned her.
The servants here dared not say a word about what was happening in the outside world.
All the information she could get was told to her by Zhao Ju.
Zhao Ju said that although the Su family had suffered a disaster, her brother was safe. The Su family was exiled and should have reached the remote border of the northeast.
But she felt something was wrong in her heart, and always felt that things were not that simple.
Now that the Crown Prince has come to Subei, Su Muyan feels even more uneasy.
She got dressed and got out of bed, then walked into the drizzling rain holding an oil-paper umbrella.
The dense drizzle fell on the umbrella, and then gently gathered into rain curtains from all sides of the umbrella.
The moisture that hit her face quickly soaked her outer shirt, and the thin fabric clung to her graceful body.
Because the rain was so heavy, we didn't meet many servants along the way.
Su Muyan went straight to the reception room in the front yard and hid in a corner to listen to the conversation inside.
The rain curtain was like a veil, and the smell of agarwood curled up from the copper burner in the side hall of the Zhao Mansion.
There were still traces of water on the prince's dark brocade robe, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the jade pendant at his waist.
A cold voice laced with suppressed anger: "Zhao Qing, do you know? While I was in the capital, I heard an interesting piece of news. It turns out that my father's dethronement as Crown Prince was a move orchestrated long ago by my beloved fifth brother."
Zhao Ju's hand holding the tea trembled, and the celadon cup and the tea tray made a slight sound. He said hurriedly, "Your Highness is frightened."
"More than frightened!" The prince abruptly stood up, his brocade boots stomping heavily on the blue bricks, leaving traces of water. "Those who once knelt before the East Palace, shouting 'I'd go through fire and water for Your Highness,' now wish they could devour my flesh!"
He suddenly approached Zhao Ju, his eyes bloodshot, "I heard that Zhao Qing has old subordinates in southern Xinjiang?"
Zhao Ju lowered his eyes to hide the dark glint in them, stood up and bowed: "The master of the family sent a letter the day before yesterday, saying that he had prepared a carriage and thirty assassins. Unfortunately, it has rained heavily these past few days, and the official road is muddy and difficult to travel..."
He raised his eyes, his gaze blazing. "Your Highness, please allow me one day to prepare. We will be able to set off tomorrow at 3:00 AM!"
The prince stared at him for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Good! You are indeed my most trusted and confidant minister!"
After laughing, he continued, "Now the entire Su family has been executed, leaving only the women in exile. Does Zhao Qing know where the women in the Su family have been exiled?"
Zhao Ju's body stiffened slightly, a trace of panic flashed through his heart, and he immediately bowed his head and said respectfully, "I don't know."
The prince raised his lip. "The hard labor camp on the southern border. I know you have deep feelings for Su Muyan, the young lady of the Su family. As soon as we get to southern Xinjiang, I will make sure Su Muyan marries you in grand style and becomes your legally wedded wife!"
Zhao Ju fell to his knees and said respectfully, "I thank Your Highness for your grace!"
As he kowtowed, he clenched his hands into fists hidden in his sleeves.
According to the secret letter received three days ago, he had already arranged for all the female members of the Su family to live in a small town in the south.
If His Royal Highness the Crown Prince knew that he had acted on his own, he would definitely become suspicious of the Zhao family.
Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound outside the house, like the sound of a flowerpot breaking, crisp but with a dull thud.
"Who?!" Zhao Ju shouted and quickly got up and walked out.
In the corner under the eaves, a plain oil-paper umbrella was lying face up in the rain, which showed how panicked the person holding the umbrella was when he left.
This is the umbrella in their house. Yan'er often uses this umbrella.
Now that the umbrella is here, it means... Yan'er was eavesdropping outside just now!
Did she hear everything?
Zhao Ju's face was filled with panic for a moment.
I heard the prince coming over and asking, "What happened?"
Zhao Ju responded with a smile: "It's nothing, probably a servant passing by accidentally knocked over the flowerpot."
He quickly changed the subject: "The rainy season in northern Jiangsu has been exceptionally long this year. If it continues like this, I'm sure there will be floods again."
The prince snorted and laughed: "That would be a good opportunity for my fifth brother to know that not everyone can sit on the throne!"
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