Chapter 324: Are you playing?
The person Zheng Huiyin could entrust with help must be a close confidant.
Don’t be fooled by the maid’s pitiful appearance. It is estimated that she was also involved in the “accident” that day.
The panic at this moment says it all.
It is possible that the two glasses of wine with added ingredients were handed out by her.
Seeing that if they continued to knock, someone would die, Qin Zhaoyue made an impatient sound and said in a condescending tone:
"As a loyal servant, tell me what's going on."
Chunying's mind was already confused. She knocked twice more before she reacted and suddenly raised her head.
The originally pretty little face now looked horrible.
The center of the forehead was a bloody mess, with the skin torn and the bones visible.
Blood and tears covered most of his face, dripping down his nose and the corners of his eyes.
Sweat soaked his hair, and strands of it stuck to his bloodstained face.
She used all her strength to beg hoarsely:
"Please...please, Sixth Prince, have mercy on me and give my young lady...a chance to live!"
Qin Zhaoyue sneered in his heart.
Did Zheng Huiyin give her any leeway at the birthday party?
If it weren't for my quick wit and decisiveness, I would have been crushed to pieces by the Prime Minister's Mansion.
"The girl knows how to joke," the corner of her lips curled up with a mocking arc, and her eyes, like a blade tempered with ice, slowly swept across Chunying who was kneeling on the ground.
"Knowing that our families have a long-standing feud, you still have the nerve to come and ask for help.
Why? Are you relying on my good looks and kindness?"
Chunying didn't dare to look up at her, her voice trembling with suppressed emotion:
"My young lady sincerely begs for forgiveness. I only ask Your Highness to show mercy and spare her life."
"Oh?" Qin Zhaoyue's tone dragged out, with a hint of nonchalant amusement. "How do you redeem it?"
A Studebaker?
Chunying hurriedly said, "Spend money!"
That's refreshing.
"Alright, I'm not the type to kill anyone. Give me one million taels of silver, and I'll add her name to the list."
A million taels? Chunying was struck by lightning, her body instantly stiffened, her face as pale as gold paper.
"Your Highness, this..."
"No money?" Qin Zhaoyue raised his eyebrows, and the fake smile froze instantly, leaving only a biting coldness.
"Why waste your breath if you have no money? Go back to where you came from!"
"Your Highness, please calm down. A million is far too high. Even if we empty the entire Duke Zheng's Mansion, we still can't come up with that much."
Qin Zhaoyue sneered, "You really underestimate Duke Zheng. He's a high-ranking official who's been through the ups and downs of officialdom his entire life. How could a little money slipping through his fingers earn him more than a million?"
Chunying was frightened by these words. She bit her lower lip tightly and dared not argue at all.
"Your Highness, my young lady is willing to pay fifty thousand taels..."
Before he finished speaking, Qin Zhaoyue's eyes suddenly became gloomy.
It was a kind of offended anger, carrying the unquestionable pressure of a superior. He didn't even bother to look at the person on the ground and turned around neatly.
The hem of her skirt drew a cold and hard arc, and she was about to leave.
Want to play? Just playing house with you two?
She, the Sixth Princess, offered fifty thousand taels? Tui!
"Your Highness! Wait... Your Highness!"
Chunying was in a panic and screamed out loud.
"Two hundred thousand taels, my lady is willing to pay two hundred thousand taels!"
The figure suddenly stopped, but did not look back, just stood there quietly.
Chunying seemed to have grasped the last straw and no longer cared about the negotiation skills the lady had taught her.
"This is all the young lady can give. She even secretly embezzled some of her dowry to make up this amount."
Qin Zhaoyue turned around slowly, and the corners of his lips finally curled up, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
Judging from the appearance, he seems to have handed over his cards.
She spread out a white jade-like palm condescendingly, her posture lazy but unquestionable: "Okay, give it to me."
"this……"
Chunying was caught off guard by this sudden action, and the huge pressure almost suffocated her.
But if nothing is done, I have to pay all the 200,000 taels of silver...
She gritted her teeth and stammered, "The amount of silver is huge. Your Highness, please allow me to handle it later..."
Bang! A dull crashing sound suddenly rang out!
Chunying didn't even see how the other party moved, she just felt a huge force hitting her chest.
The whole person flew backwards like a rag kite with a broken string and fell heavily on the cold stone floor.
All my internal organs seemed to have shifted, and a fishy and sweet taste surged into my throat.
"Who do you think you are to negotiate with me? Get lost!"
Qin Zhaoyue retracted her foot, and the brocade shoes embroidered with gold thread were stained with a little dust.
If he hadn't planned to keep her to hook Zheng Huiyin, she should have been killed on the spot just for her involvement in the aphrodisiac.
Chunying curled up on the ground in pain, groaned, and blood flowed from the corner of her mouth.
She ignored the severe pain and struggled to get up, her eyes full of pleading:
"Your Highness! Please... I am willing to pay you 50,000 taels first, and then I will pay you after the matter is completed..."
However, this time, the last bit of patience in Qin Zhaoyue's eyes was completely exhausted, and his eyes were as indifferent as if he was looking at a stone on the side of the road.
"Sui Mo," the cold voice said without a trace of emotion, "You do it."
After he finished speaking, his clothes fluttered as he strode towards the alley entrance.
Chunying felt as if her heart was hit by a heavy hammer. She rolled and crawled to catch up, but her body suddenly stiffened.
Her legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. No matter how hard she struggled, she couldn't move even a little bit.
Not only that, she opened her mouth and tried to shout, but no sound came out!
Sui Mo stood with his hands hanging down, without making any movement.
Now his fourth-grade cultivation has been stabilized, and his control over true energy has become even more exquisite.
Although he specialized in the art of killing, this technique of confinement was easy for him to use against a mortal who had no cultivation at all.
It was not until Qin Zhaoyue's figure completely disappeared behind the red door of the restaurant diagonally opposite that the restraints on Chunying suddenly loosened.
She stumbled weakly for a step, then threw herself desperately at Sui Mo, tears streaming down her face.
"Sister Suimo! Please, please give me another chance, let me see His Highness again."
Sui Mo had a blank expression on his face and coldly spat out three words: "Overthinking."
I was given the opportunity, but I was useless.
She held out her hand indifferently. "Pay fifty thousand taels first, and then bring the remaining fifty thousand taels tonight at midnight. Meet me a hundred paces east of the town gate. I'll only wait a quarter of an hour, no more."
"If you dare to bargain or say any more nonsense, I will find someone else."
After saying this, he didn't even look at Chunying who was lying limp on the ground, and walked straight towards the carriage.
Ping'an was so tall that he almost occupied the entire shaft of the carriage. Suimo sat sideways with half of his body hanging outside.
Just at this moment, a long and loud hawking voice floated into the alley.
"Hot and fragrant sugar-roasted chestnuts..."
An old man wearing a felt hat and carrying a shoulder pole walked slowly by. At both ends of the pole were baskets covered with thick cotton pads.
The sweet fragrance, stimulated by the cool air in the early autumn evening, becomes even more heartwarming and arouses the appetite.
Sui Mo's nose twitched slightly, and he turned his head to look at Ping An, who was like a small mountain beside him.
"Do you want to eat chestnuts? If you're not pretty, I'll buy them for you."
Ping An heard this and scratched the back of his head with his palm-leaf fan-like hand in embarrassment, then grinned with an ingenious smile.
"Hey, hey, is it okay?"
Looking at his silly appearance, Sui Mo's tense jawline softened, but his fists hidden in his wide sleeves clenched quietly.
Oh, so you've already accepted me as "not a pretty sister", right? Right!
The corners of his lips curved up in a sincere arc, like the first melting of ice and snow and the first blooming of spring flowers: "Of course."
Ping'an suddenly shuddered. Why did the wind feel a little cold tonight?
Deep in the alley, Chunying sat slumped on the cold stone slab, her lips pursed so tightly that they almost bled.
She looked in the direction of the carriage, her eyes struggling violently.
Despair, unwillingness, fear...all kinds of emotions intertwined and rolled on her face, eventually turning into a dead and dejected look.
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