In the evening of the day of the prayer, Jiang Qingyao received a letter inviting her to go boating on Tingxue Lake at 9:00 the next day.
Jiang Qingyao recognized the handwriting as He Huaixuan's. She had no intention of going there, perhaps because she expected that she would not go. There was a small note attached to the post with the words "Xue's Death" written on it.
Jiang Qingyao's eyes flashed, and she burned the post and the note together.
Zhitao asked cautiously, "Miss, are you going to the appointment?"
Jiang Qingyao: "Go, of course I have to go."
What Qin Yurong said before her death in her previous life aroused her suspicion that her mother's death was not that simple at all, and she had made arrangements in advance.
She has her own investigative methods, but He Huaixuan might also have some information.
He had put out such a bait, how could she let it go to waste? She went to see what he knew.
The next day, Tingxue Lake.
The carriage stopped on the shore. The lakeside was sparsely populated. Jiang Qingyao wanted to take her three maids on board, but was rejected by He Huaixuan.
He Huaixuan smiled and said, "Miss Jiang, I can only say those words to you. I won't say them to anyone else."
The maids looked at each other, feeling a bad premonition, wondering what he was up to.
Zhitao couldn't help but ask, "What if you want to do something to the young lady?"
He Huaixuan frowned and said with suppressed anger: "When is it your turn as a lowly servant to question this prince? Get out of here."
Zhitao was trembling all over, but she didn't dare to refute.
"Prince, please watch your words." Jiang Qingyao pretended to leave with the maid, not giving him any face at all.
"Don't go!" He Huaixuan's face suddenly darkened and he blocked her way.
He didn't expect that she would offend him for a lowly maid. She would never be so presumptuous in her previous life.
Jiang Qingyao didn't bring her maid on board after all. She asked her to stay on the shore so that she could call for help if something went wrong.
There was a tea table on the boat, with various snacks on it, and a pot of tea with the fragrance of tea in the air.
On a beautiful day, drinking tea and boating should be a pleasant experience.
But Jiang Qingyao was in no mood and said directly: "You can tell me now, what exactly happened to my mother's death?"
He Huaixuan was in a rare good temper and said gently, "No hurry, let's have some tea first."
After getting used to drinking Gongcha, Jiang Qingyao found other drinks tasteless. She was not interested and her beautiful face was cold.
He Huaixuan's heart pricked uncontrollably, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
But she is so beautiful that she looks good even with a cold face. It makes people unable to get angry with her and they just want to pamper her.
Why didn’t he notice it in his previous life?
A sour feeling filled his chest, making his throat feel sour.
Forget it, forget it.
As long as he treats her well in the future, they still have a long time to live together.
"Qingyao..." He spoke in a hoarse voice, full of tenderness.
Jiang Qingyao froze for a moment and covered her face with a handkerchief, "You stung me."
He Huaixuan: “…”
All the emotions that had just been brewing were destroyed by her words, which really ruined the mood!
He Huaixuan's eyebrows and heart beat anxiously, and said: "Qingyao, you, you listen to me, I like you very much, I can't live without you."
What is he crazy about?
Asking her over just to say these meaningless words?
Jiang Qingyao stood up and said, "If the prince has nothing else to say and is unwilling to tell the truth, then I will not accompany you."
I finally got her to meet me alone, how could I let her go?
He Huaixuan became anxious and grabbed her wrist without thinking, as if he wanted to hold her in his arms.
"Don't go, Qingyao. As long as you promise me to cancel the engagement with my father, I will tell you what happened to Xue's death."
"He Huaixuan, are you crazy?" Jiang Qingyao shook his hand away.
He Huaixuan was not willing to let go, so he stepped forward and pretended to hug her.
This is his wife!
He wouldn't allow anyone to take her away from him.
Jiang Qingyao is his in life, and will be his ghost in death!
“Snap—”
With a crisp sound, Jiang Qingyao slapped him hard, knocking his head off balance.
"Get out of here!"
"I'm not interested in knowing now. I want to go back."
He Huaixuan was stunned, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief: "You actually hit me?"
Jiang Qingyao glanced at him coldly: "I'll hit you if I want to, what's wrong with that?"
My heart was hit hard.
He Huaixuan's face suddenly turned cold, "Are you really in love with father?"
Jiang Qingyao blurted out, "Yes, I fell in love with him at first sight. I liked him to the point of being crazy. He is a hundred times better than you."
No--
No--
He Huaixuan's whole body turned pale, and his heart ached as if it were being cut by a knife.
His eyes were red. "No, I don't believe it. You must be lying to me, right? The person you love in your heart is me."
Perhaps because he was too stimulated, He Huaixuan no longer acted according to the rules. He hugged Jiang Qingyao with all his strength and tried to kiss her forcefully.
"This prince does not allow it."
"You are mine, and you can only be mine."
Jiang Qingyao suspected that he was really crazy. She struggled hard and didn't forget to stab him in the heart: "No matter whether you agree or not, I just want to grow old with your father and love him for the rest of my life."
At that time, he would adopt another well-behaved and capable child and depose him from the position of crown prince.
A huge force pulled He Huaixuan away and pushed him aside.
Ma Liu, dripping wet, stood in front of Jiang Qingyao and asked, "Miss, are you okay?"
As soon as he saw that something was wrong, he jumped into the lake and swam over.
Jiang Qingyao: "I'm fine, I just feel really sick. Throw him into the water and let him sober up."
"Yes." Ma Liu just obeyed, grabbed He Huaixuan's collar and threw him off the boat.
"Help, help, someone come and save this prince." He Huaixuan flapped his wings in the water and sank down.
The servant by the lake was terrified and shouted, "Oh no! The prince has fallen into the water! Our prince can't swim!"
"Someone, come and save the prince!"
Two or three servants jumped into the water to rescue the man.
Jiang Qingyao's face turned cold. After He Huaixuan got ashore, she walked up to him and asked condescendingly, "He Huaixuan, you can't swim?"
Since he can't swim, it was definitely not him who jumped into the icy lake to save her last year.
He was an imposter.
And he actually took it for granted that he was enjoying her kindness.
The atmosphere froze for a moment.
He Huaixuan avoided her gaze guiltily, "I, I don't know what you are talking about."
Jiang Qingyao: "Who was the person who saved me in the icy lake last year?"
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