Qin Peng felt a little sad after listening to Bai Zhi's words.

It is better not to report such information.

She held it in for a long time and wanted to tell Bai Zhi that she was just talking casually and guessing, and then shared her opinion of Qin Shuhuai with Lu You. Who knew that Lu You turned around and said the same thing to Bai Zhi.

She resisted the urge to slap Bai Zhi to death, took a breath, and said with difficulty: "Miss Bai, do you have any other evidence besides Jiang Yi's words?"

"Of course," Bai Zhi sneered, "Later, I was spotted by Jiang Yi's father Jiang Yuan and worked for him. I learned the whole story from Jiang Yuan. When Qin Shuhuai returned to Qi from the south, he took the initiative to contact Jiang Yuan, hoping that Jiang Yuan could help him after returning to the south. Jiang Yuan rejected Qin Shuhuai because he felt that Qin Shuhuai was difficult to control. In order to pave the way for his return to Qi, Qin Shuhuai took the initiative and promised Jiang Yuan that he was willing to marry Jiang Yi as his wife."

"But Zhao Peng is a princess of Northern Yan. He doesn't have the courage to divorce her. If he did so, it would be a slap in the face of the Northern Yan royal family. Even if the Northern Yan royal family has already given up this princess, they will not allow the dignity of the royal family to be trampled on by a hostage like this."

Qin Peng felt a little mocking, so he leaned back on the cushion and closed his eyes. Bai Zhi nodded and said calmly, "So he chose to kill his wife, and announced to the outside world that Zhao Peng died of acclimatization. He gave face to Beiyan. If it wasn't for the Fifth Prince insisting on an autopsy, and if I hadn't seen him poison her with my own eyes, who would know the truth?"

Qin Peng didn't answer, she was a little confused.

In fact, there were times when she almost wondered if Qin Shuhuai was really that affectionate, and if she had really misunderstood him. However, when she thought about what her spies had discovered about his actions over the years, and how he had coldly killed his wife three times, she could not convince herself that Qin Shuhuai was not the kind of man who would sell his wife for fame.

She had misjudged Qin Shuhuai too many times.

She once thought he was simple and innocent, kind-hearted and even a little weak, and he was not interested in worldly affairs. However, everything he did in the past six years was like a slap in the face of her cognition back then, one slap after another, until her face was swollen.

"You said this," Qin Peng closed his eyes: "Do you have any evidence? Who told you?"

"Jiang Yuan said it himself." Bai Zhi spoke calmly, then frowned: "Why do you care about this?"

Qin Peng was reminded by Bai Zhi that she should not show too much enthusiasm for things that she should not care about, otherwise Bai Zhi would doubt her. If she could not come up with a reason that would convince Bai Zhi, Bai Zhi would doubt her even more and stay away from her completely.

Is she going to say - Baizhi, I was your former master?

Bai Zhi would probably skin her alive and then force her to tell him the truth: who are you?

Thinking that the scene was so beautiful, Qin Peng said calmly, "Oh, just chatting casually. I want to get to know you better."

"We don't need to understand each other." Bai Zhi stood up and said calmly: "When Qin Shuhuai dies, you and I will go our separate ways and never see each other again in this life."

Qin Peng: “…”

I never thought Bai Zhi was such a heartless person.

Qin Peng was troubled by Qin Shuhuai's matter for about half an hour. She quickly adjusted herself, then found two suitable people in the court and went to visit them.

Most of the people she selected were poor officials who had some talent but were not outstanding and had no connections. The princess's personal visit made them feel like they had found a mentor. After Qin Peng talked to several officials, he selected two who seemed suitable and had them watched for a while.

During this period, Qin Shuhuai and Zhang Ying were vying for the position of governor of Yangzhou in the court, while the prefect of Shuntian Prefecture was temporarily detained and all matters within Shuntian Prefecture were handled by its internal personnel.

Qin Shuhuai was a little annoyed by Zhang Ying's pressure, so he asked someone to take a letter to Qin Peng at night, asking her to report the list of her people to her as soon as possible.

Qin Shuhuai's letter came suddenly. Qin Peng was drinking tea and reading memorials at home when an arrow suddenly shot in from outside and hit Qin Peng's window. Qin Peng was so scared that her hands were shaking. After taking down the letter, she found it was from Qin Shuhuai. She sneered and asked Bai Zhi to borrow some people from Wei Yan. Then she wrote back to Qin Shuhuai: "Wait."

She specifically instructed the person who brought the letter to shoot an arrow into the window of Qin Shuhuai's room to scare him to death.

The guard received the order and shot an arrow at Qin Shuhuai's window. Qin Shuhuai looked at the arrow and frowned. After Jiang Chun took the letter, Qin Shuhuai raised his head and asked coldly, "How did you get the letter in?"

"With an arrow."

"Where did you shoot?"

"Window..."

Jiang Chun felt a little guilty. The two of them turned their eyes to the arrow marks on the window. After a moment, Jiang Chun laughed dryly and said, "Well, the princess is quite vindictive..."

Qin Shuhuai glanced at his face calmly and said calmly: "The money for repairing the windows will be deducted from your monthly salary."

Jiang Chun: “…”

After a while, Jiang Chun felt helpless and followed Qin Shuhuai to the desk, sighing, "Prince, you are so rich, is it necessary for you to argue with me over such a small amount of money?"

Qin Shuhuai's legs are almost healed now, but as people say, it takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone. Qin Shuhuai still sits obediently in a wheelchair, like a disabled person.

Qin Shuhuai replied to Qin Peng with a "hurry up", and this time Jiang Chun obediently escorted him over respectfully. Seeing Jiang Chun's politeness, Qin Peng gave Qin Shuhuai some face and said calmly, "Go back and tell him, I understand."

Jiang Chun agreed and was walking towards the gate when Qin Peng suddenly said, "Wait, talk to your master and give Lu You something good to eat... Forget it." Qin Peng was still a little worried and sighed, "Tell your master to arrange a time for me to go see Lu You."

Jiang Chun went back and relayed the news. Qin Shuhuai raised his head from the memorial and frowned.

After thinking for a while, he said, "Tell her tomorrow night."

Then, Qin Shuhuai said, "Let Qianmian meet Lu You once and make a mask for me based on his face."

"yes."

Jiang Chun immediately understood Qin Shuhuai's intention. After returning with the letter to Qin Peng, he went to find Qianmian.

Qin Shuhuai's subordinates are mostly talented people. Qianmian is a skilled craftsman who specializes in disguise. If he gives a person his hands, he can make a face exactly like that person.

Qin Shuhuai had not thought about this at first, but today Qin Peng mentioned that he wanted to meet Lu You, so he had the idea of ​​pretending to be Lu You. He couldn't get anything out of Lu You, but what about Qin Peng?

Qin Shuhuai always cared about who Qin Peng was.

That night, Jiang Chun gave Lu You anesthesia and handed it to Qianmian, who worked overnight and finally made a human skin mask of Lu You the next night. Qin Shuhuai announced to the public that he was leaving the city after the court session. When Qin Peng came to Huai'an Palace at night, Jiang Chun was the only one who received her.

Qin Peng couldn't help but feel a little strange: "Your master is going out, why don't you follow him?"

"It's not my job today," Jiang Chun answered cautiously and took Qin Peng to the dungeon.

Qin Shuhuai had been waiting in the dungeon for a long time. He had disguised himself as Lu You and tied him up with an iron chain. Jiang Chun explained to Qin Peng, "When we were trying to catch him, I hit him in the neck and injured his throat. Now he can't speak. I'm telling you this in advance."

Qin Peng felt a little aggrieved by Jiang Chun's frank behavior. They beat someone, but Jiang Chun acted so frankly, as if he had done nothing wrong. They could scold him, but Lu You was still in their hands. If they accidentally scolded him and made him angry, it would be bad for Lu You.

So Qin Peng could only keep a straight face and say nothing, expressing his protest silently.

After walking for a while, Qin Peng arrived at the dungeon and finally met Lu You.

He was wearing a white undershirt and sitting at the edge of the cell, leaning against the wall, with his hands and feet shackled with iron chains, as if he was imprisoning a giant animal.

Jiang Chun wisely chose to retreat, leaving only Qin Peng and "Lu You" in the dungeon. Qin Peng looked at the man huddled in the corner and called out softly, "Lu You?"

Qin Shuhuai said nothing, lowering his head. Qin Peng frowned and spoke in a softer voice, "Lu You, are you okay?"

As she spoke, she walked to the edge of the dungeon and looked at "Lu You". She couldn't help but feel a little worried: "What's wrong with you? What did they do to you?"

The more Qin Peng spoke, the more he felt that it was Qin Shuhuai who had done something. Just as he was about to go find Jiang Chun, a hand from inside reached out and grabbed his sleeve.

"Lu You" shook his head and looked up at her.

His eyes looked a little tired, and it was obvious that he was tired. Qin Peng tilted his head and thought for a while, then confirmed: "Are you too tired?"

"Lu You" nodded.

When "Lu You" was tired, he would be very silent, always expressionless, and looked like he had nothing to do with me even if the sky fell. Qin Peng knew this.

Qin Peng thought about it, dragged a mat from the side and put it next to him, then sat down, looked at "Lu You" and said, "How are you doing?"

She spoke softly and in a friendly manner, without the usual vigilance she showed when talking to Qin Shuhuai. Qin Shuhuai was a little surprised. Qin Peng, who had let down her guard, was more like the person in his memory.

It's the same with that person. If she treats you as her own, her tone of voice will be a little softer.

She always told him, what's the point of being a bully? The closer someone is to you, the more courteous you should be to them, and the better you should be to them.

Do you dare to make a joke by yelling at people outside like that?

If you don't dare to use the same tone of voice when talking to people outside, you shouldn't talk to your own people in the same way.

When he was young, he was ignorant and would lose his temper with people close to him. He remembered that he was still young at that time and was bullied once. He was very angry. She happened to come to him and clamored to go fly a kite with him. He couldn't control himself and yelled at her.

Qin Peng was always laughing, but at that moment her expression turned cold.

"Isn't it just that you were bullied by those little bastards? Why are you angry at me? You don't have the ability to fight back, but you just want to bully others?"

"Isn't it just because I'm nice to you?"

Those words made his anger subside instantly.

He has remembered it ever since.

The sword is for outsiders to see, and the knife is for your own people to draw.

You should always treat your own people better than outsiders.

Qin Shuhuai looked at the extremely gentle Qin Peng in front of him, lowered his eyes, raised his hand and wrote on the ground. Qin Peng was a little impatient, grabbed his hand, spread out his palm and said: "Write on my hand, you are just gesturing on the ground, I can't tell what you wrote."

Qin Shuhuai was a little helpless. Zhao Peng's sense of touch was more sensitive than his vision, but he didn't expect this person to be the same.

He had no choice but to write on Qin Peng's palm.

"What are you looking at me for?"

"Lu You"'s fingers were a little cold, and the rope on his fingertips rubbed against her palms, which felt a little itchy.

Qin Peng felt numb and suddenly regretted letting Lu You write on her palm. But she couldn't say anything, so she pretended nothing had happened and said, "Oh, I was afraid that Qin Shuhuai would bully you, so I came to see if you were doing okay."

"Okay." Qin Shuhuai responded quickly and wrote a word. Qin Peng nodded, a little curious: "How were you discovered?"

Qin Shuhuai pursed his lips, and Qin Peng immediately said: "Forget it, wait until you can speak before telling me, you will come back to me after a while, Lu You." Qin Peng sighed: "Time flies so fast, the last time you were by my side as my bodyguard was six years ago."

Qin Shuhuai listened and quickly wrote down the information.

Six years ago, Lu You worked as Qin Peng's bodyguard.

After thinking for a while, Qin Shuhuai wrote on Qin Peng's hand: "Have you seen their bodies?"

Qin Shuhuai was not sure what Lu You meant by the Jiang family, so he used a rather stiff sentence. Qin Peng smiled, a little bitterly: "I have seen it, there are so many graves."

For some reason, Qin Peng recalled the time when he was Jiang Yi.

She didn't have much contact with the Jiang family, but the Jiang family was still very good to her.

She sighed and closed her eyes: "I am the only one left in the Jiang family now. Lu You, let's all live and live well."

"In this way," Qin Peng slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were cold: "Only then can I avenge Qin Shuhuai's killing of me."