After Chu Qinghe told the girls all this, Qu Feiyan thought for a moment and said, "Then, was it not Zhu Wushi who killed the disciples of Yihua Palace and framed Sister Dongfang?"
Upon hearing this, Chu Qinghe said calmly, "That's not necessarily true."
After taking a sip of wine to moisten his throat, Chu Qinghe continued, "When Yaoyue was recruited by Zhu Wushi, she didn't give him any face at all and drove away the people Zhu Wushi sent. Anyone would be ashamed of such behavior, so it's understandable that she would secretly trip her up afterwards."
A person lives for their reputation, just as a tree lives for its bark.
Zhu Wushi was not only a Grandmaster-level martial artist, but also a member of the Ming Dynasty royal family, possessing power and influence.
Even if Zhu Wushi wanted to swallow this insult, he still had to consider how his subordinates would perceive him.
Moreover, even if it were discovered later, given Zhu Wushi's status and strength, neither Dongfang Bubai nor Yaoyue would be willing to break off relations over such a trivial matter.
It was precisely because Zhu Wushi had calculated this point that he dared to do these things so recklessly.
This is consistent with Zhu Wushi's cunning and calculating style of doing things.
After listening to Chu Qinghe's analysis, Dongfang Bubai looked at Chu Qinghe and said, "You seem to know a lot about Zhu Wushi."
In response, Chu Qinghe said slowly, "If you want to understand a person, you can always find out. After all, Zhu Wushi's personal information on Bai Xiaosheng's Grandmaster Ranking is several pages long. If you examine things more closely, you can naturally discover a lot."
Dongfang Bubai did not delve too deeply into this question, but after a brief pause, asked, "If it wasn't Zhu Wushi who did it, then who was it?"
Chu Qinghe shrugged and said, "I don't know."
The three simple words left all three women momentarily stunned.
The three women had initially thought that Chu Qinghe's analysis was so logical that they were almost certain he would uncover the real culprit.
But at this crucial moment, Chu Qinghe simply said "I don't know!"
It felt like something was being forcibly held back, and it was incredibly uncomfortable.
Even Dongfang Bubai, standing next to him, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.
Chu Qinghe retorted irritably, "I don't know how to tell fortunes, how would I know so much? Who knows who Zhu Wushi offended to be targeted by such a scheme?"
The analysis itself is based on the information received to determine the final outcome.
The conclusions drawn from what I've said so far are based on Chu Qinghe's own understanding of Zhu Wushi.
To try to make endless deductions based on such limited information is just wishful thinking!
After thinking for a while, Qu Feiyan asked, "Could it be that Cao Zhengchun from the Eastern Depot is the one plotting against Zhu Wushi behind the scenes?"
Before the words were even out of his mouth, Dongfang Bubai categorically denied it, saying, "Impossible! The Songshan Sect has already sided with the Eastern Depot. If the people of the Songshan Sect were to make a move, and the news spreads, who would dare to work under the Eastern Depot? Cao Zhengchun, who has managed to sit in this position, would never do something so short-sighted as killing the goose that lays the golden eggs."
The guess was immediately rejected, and the little girl looked distressed.
Finally, Chu Qinghe spoke up: "Since you can't guess, don't guess blindly. Anyway, given enough time, things will naturally come to light. It's just a matter of time."
Hearing Chu Qinghe's words, Qu Feiyan and Xiao Zhao could only sigh inwardly before getting up and heading to the kitchen to prepare dinner.
After the two girls entered the kitchen, Dongfang Bubai's gaze returned to Chu Qinghe, his eyes filled with thoughts.
Noticing the change in Dongfang Bubai's gaze, Chu Qinghe's heart skipped a beat.
"Alright, enough with the unimportant small talk, let's get down to business."
However, just as Chu Qinghe was pondering how to deal with Dongfang Bubai's impending interrogation, Dongfang Bubai suddenly stood up and said, "I'm going to rest for a while," before heading towards his room.
Surprisingly, they did not hold Chu Qinghe accountable.
To be honest, Dongfang Bubai's reaction surprised Chu Qinghe for a moment.
In Chu Qinghe's opinion, Dongfang Bubai was not capable of the typical woman's actions of crying, making a scene, and threatening suicide.
But after all, Yaoyue came from behind and got the first blood, so he must be feeling really angry.
Those two little girls were still around, so it wasn't appropriate to say it directly.
But now that the two girls are gone, Dongfang Bubai not only didn't mention anything about himself and Yaoyue, but also left directly.
In Chu Qinghe's view, this was clearly abnormal!
Something unusual must be going on.
Judging from Dongfang Bubai's reaction at this moment, Chu Qinghe felt a vague sense of unease.
I have a feeling that this woman is definitely up to something.
Thinking of this, Chu Qinghe suddenly felt sad.
"Uneasy lies the head that wears the crown!"
The blessing of having multiple wives isn't always so easy to enjoy.
For ordinary families, a fire in the backyard is nothing more than a quarrel.
But for the two people in my family now, if they are not properly matched, my family might be torn apart.
Fortunately, there are only two now.
One more, and three women make a drama.
At that time, Chu Qinghe will probably be exhausted, both physically and mentally.
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End of the You hour (5-7 PM).
In the kitchen, Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue stood side by side. In front of Dongfang Bubai, both of them had rolled up their sleeves and placed their hands in the wooden basin.
In the dim candlelight in the kitchen, the two women washing dishes together seemed to have lost some of their haughty arrogance and domineering air, and instead exuded the warmth and ordinariness of an ordinary family.
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