Chapter 291 The Second Lady's Good Servant
After the gate was closed, one of the gatekeepers said, "That little girl shouldn't have nothing better to do than to come to the Shangshu Mansion and cause trouble. Is this true?"
Another person sneered, "Don't be ridiculous. I heard that the man committed suicide by cutting his wrists and just woke up this morning. How could he have gone directly to the cliff from Doctor Zhou's residence before he recovered from his injuries? Did he fly there?"
"But I always feel that something is not right. How about we report it to the master?"
"The master is resting now. The master and the lady have also instructed before that if anything happens, the lady should not be disturbed. Who should we report this to?"
"The Second Miss is next door now. How about I go and tell her first, and you go and calm the maid down first?"
The two men discussed and divided the work clearly and started to act directly. One of them stopped the little girl who had not yet reached the main gate of the Prince's Mansion next door, and the other went directly to the Prince's Mansion.
There was a constant stream of guests in the Prince's Mansion. The servant looked around for a long time but didn't see the figure of his Second Young Lady. Instead, he saw Yun Yao and hurried over.
Upon learning that the Second Young Miss was heading towards the east, he immediately quickened his pace and walked towards that direction. He stopped at a moon-shaped gate that everyone had to pass through and waited for the Second Young Miss to come out.
"Miss, isn't that the doorman of our house?" Zi Yuan, who was accompanying Qiao Wanyan, accidentally saw the figure at the Moon Gate. She thought the man's sneaky look was a bit suspicious and looked at him a few more times.
Qiao Wanyan followed her gaze and saw that it was true.
"Send him over."
The servant was brought over.
"What happened? Are you here to see me?"
The servant nodded repeatedly and told him everything Chunlan had said at the Imperial Physician Zhou's mansion, without missing a word.
"I don't know whether this is true or false, but since someone said this, I thought I had to tell the Second Miss. I hope she will forgive me."
Qiao Wanyan's eyes flickered slightly. When Qiao Yihuan woke up in the morning, she sent someone to tell her the prefect's verdict, and also sent a thousand-year-old ginseng in the name of the prince.
She almost lost her life by cutting her wrists, but the prince she loved deeply never came to see her in person. Qiao Yihuan must have thought that he didn't come to see her because she was too outrageous in suing her biological father.
Little did she know that the prince had been busy with the natural disaster in the southwest recently and had no time to even pay attention to her affairs.
When people are pushed into a corner and cannot accept the disappointment in their hearts, they always do impulsive things without any clue.
To commit suicide again and again is tantamount to destroying the friendship others have for her with her own hands.
For men like this, your appropriate coquetry is like a seasoning. It will make them feel that you are cute and coquettish, and arouse the ridiculous machismo in their hearts.
But if you keep making trouble again and again, even the deepest feelings will get tired one day.
I just feel disgusted in my heart but don't say it out loud.
Now the servant comes to report that he was pushed off the cliff by Li Hansong?
Although she was surprised, she also felt it was expected. The daughter of heaven is the daughter of heaven, and Li Hansong, who had been pestering him, was destined to become her stepping stone.
Now, Li Hansong can go to his death without doing anything himself.
This was supposed to be the outcome of the plot against the Qiao family.
"First, calm Chunlan down. When Ziyuan comes to find you, guide her to come to me and report this matter."
Zi Yuan took out the reward from her purse and handed it to him. The servant thanked her repeatedly, "Thank you very much, Miss. Thank you very much, Miss. I will do it right away!"
After the people left, Zi Yuan asked, "Miss, what should we do next? The prince must not know that Qiao Yihuan fell off the cliff! If he knew, he would definitely go find her!"
Qiao Wanyan stroked her temples gently, "Of course I have to let the prince know."
Not only must he let the prince know, but he must also let the prince know the news before him and go find Qiao Yihuan.
The greater the guilt, the greater the reward sought.
So much so that when the prince was in front of Qiao Yihuan, all he thought about was himself.
After all, Qiao Yihuan will not die, right? Since she cannot die, she will not become the moonlight in the prince's heart.
The dead are the ones we will always remember. Those who are still alive and trying to commit suicide will become a laughing stock.
When the master and servant were returning, they had to pass through a corridor, but in the middle of the corridor, Qiao Wanyan saw He Zhiyu's figure.
He never had any close bodyguards around him.
He stood in the middle of the corridor with his hands behind his back, wearing a black brocade robe with dragon patterns that was tailored to make his tall figure look like a pine or cypress, with a graceful figure like the clouds and the moon.
The midday sun shone on the ground, half of its light was blocked by the wind corridor, and half of He Zhiyu's body was hidden in the darkness.
The shadow cast by the brow bone enveloped the deep eyes. The chilly feeling of the past, as if immersed in a cold pond, now seemed to have turned into spring water. The gaze towards Qiao Wanyan was somewhat strange.
It is an indescribable complexity.
Qiao Wanyan did not slow down her pace as she walked towards him, but leaned forward in front of him, bowed politely, and then tried to walk around him and leave.
The moment their hands met, Tsuru Chiba grabbed her wrist and pulled her back.
"Miss!" Zi Yuan immediately wanted to step forward and pull the person back, but she lowered her head after meeting the prince's gaze.
Qiao Wanyan tried to break free, but He Zhiyu had no intention of letting go so she couldn't.
"What is your Highness going to do? You are bullying me and scaring my maid. I look like an easy target, so you are bullying me recklessly, right?"
Qiao Wanyan's voice was like petals covered with morning dew, caressed by the spring breeze, and it was indescribably beautiful.
He deliberately raised his tone, which was not threatening at all, but it made He Zhiyu feel guilty in an instant.
Qiao Wanyan bit her lip and looked straight at him without dodging, her beautiful eyes filled with infinite spring colors. Unconsciously, a layer of mist covered them, like a gossamer, entangling He Zhiyu's heart.
"I just want to talk to you, why are you hiding from me?"
Qiao Wanyan looked away and looked at the ground. "Your Highness is the crown prince, a noble and favored son of heaven. I am only the daughter of the minister, so I dare not offend Your Highness and must stay away from you."
"Keep your distance? You want to keep your distance from me?"
Qiao Wanyan said in a light voice, "My elders in the family said that I am old enough to discuss marriage, and my mother is also selecting a suitable candidate for me in the capital. I should avoid suspicion when I become a wife in the future."
He Zhiyu was stunned. She was going to get married?
Who?
Is it Jiang Qiyun?
When he came, he saw Wan Yan and Jiang Qiyun seemed to be talking about something. She had a faint smile on her lips, and Baozhu and the others left them alone to talk in the distance.
Jiang Qiyun was also different from before. In the past, when he mentioned Wan Yan, he always called her by her full name and said that she was arrogant and domineering. But not long ago, he called her "sister Wan Yan" all the time, and his tone was extremely intimate and gentle.
He was busy with state affairs during this period, and had originally wanted to tell her about Qiao Chuxue's situation as an apology for leaving her alone that day.
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