At the same time, in the palace, Zhou Shiran was getting angry at the imperial concubine.
His old face was filled with anger. He looked at the imperial concubine not as if he were looking at his own daughter, but rather as if he were looking at an enemy. "Jiaojiao, your father specially led Shen Yuhan away so that you could completely crush Fang Qingyue. Now, not only have you failed, but you've also lost your left and right arms. You're truly useless!"
The imperial concubine was high and mighty in the palace, how could she have ever suffered such an injustice?
She was dissatisfied in her heart and said through gritted teeth: "It was just an accident."
"Accident?" Zhou Shiran sneered, "I don't care how many accidents you have. Starting tomorrow, I don't want to see Fang Qingyue still jumping around out there."
He was also somewhat wary of Fang Qingyue.
Although Fang Xifu is incorruptible, he is also a smart person.
Fang Qingyue was so persistent in investigating Fang Xifu's case that he was afraid that Fang Qingyue had some clues.
If this is true, coupled with his collaboration with Shen Yuhan, even if he has tried his best to conceal it, he may still have committed a crime.
As long as he doesn't eradicate the problem, he won't be able to rest easy.
Thinking of this, Zhou Shiran hurried out of the palace, ready to think of other ways to trip up Shen Yuhan.
A guard hurriedly brushed past him and entered the hall. He knelt at the Imperial Concubine's feet and said respectfully, "Imperial Concubine, Fang Qingyue and Chu Qingqing went out together today."
Hearing this, the imperial concubine's eyes suddenly lit up and her mood improved a lot.
She whispered something to the palace maid beside her, and then looked out the window.
The sky in the palace is always clear. White clouds roll under the blue sky, and sunlight falls into the palace through the open windows. It is a good day.
The imperial concubine picked up a grape and said with a smile: "Fang Qingyue, I hope you will never see the sun tomorrow."
Fang Qingyue and Chu Qingqing walked around the clothing store for a while and went to look at a few hairpins.
When the two of them actually traveled together, they discovered that although they had different upbringings, some of their hobbies were almost the same.
After a stroll, Chu Qingqing took Fang Qingyue to Minguang Tower to eat.
Mingguanglou is the largest restaurant in the whole of Beijing. As soon as you walk outside, you can feel the grandeur of Mingguanglou.
The gate is not much smaller than the doors of wealthy families. Once you step through it, you will see a hall that can be called "spacious".
There are many tables in the hall, and there are diners sitting next to almost every table. There are also various dishes on the tables, which make people's mouths water.
Chu Qingqing directly asked for a private room and took Fang Qingyue to the second floor.
The second floor has a wide view and you can see a stage opposite where a beautiful girl is performing.
The waiter came up to pour wine for Chu Qingqing and Fang Qingyue, and the servants brought by Chu Qingqing were guarding outside the door.
"Have a good meal, we still have fifteen shops to visit later." Chu Qingqing drank the light wine in the glass and said with a smile.
The other women from aristocratic families were weak and frail. When they went shopping with her, they would say they were tired halfway through the walk.
It was the first time she had such a great time shopping.
"Okay." The Mid-Autumn Festival was approaching these days, and the old doctor gave her a special day off. She had nothing to do anyway, so it was not a bad idea for her to accompany Chu Qingqing for a walk.
"Oh, my stomach seems to be a little uncomfortable." Chu Qingqing felt a faint pain in her abdomen and said while holding her stomach, "Wait a moment, I will be back soon."
Fang Qingyue didn't care and just drank alone in the room.
The alcohol was not strong and she drank it happily, but she drank too much and she always felt as if she could see some vague double images in front of her eyes.
"Oh no..." After a moment, she realized that someone must have blown drugs into the room, but it was too late.
Fang Qingyue staggered, then fell onto the table and passed out.
I heard a noise in the compartment and a head popped in from the window.
He tied Fang Qingyue up, put her in a sack, and ran to the outskirts of Beijing with Fang Qingyue on his back.
At the same time, in a remote residence in the suburbs, Song Xiaoya was discussing something with a few people.
Hearing the noise coming from outside the door, Song Xiaoya frowned.
She sent someone out to check and heard that someone had been kidnapped, but she didn't want to do anything about it.
But after thinking about it carefully, he was afraid that Shen Yuhan would find this place when investigating the kidnapping case in the future, so he went outside with others.
There was no sound coming from the sack, and I was afraid that the person tied up had already fainted.
Song Xiaoya ordered someone to knock the kidnapper unconscious, walked over to pull down the sack, and happened to see Fang Qingyue's face.
She had been unconscious for a long time, and her face was pressed against the sack, leaving a faint red mark.
Her face was fair and translucent, and the red marks did not affect Fang Qingyue's appearance at all, but instead made her look a little cute and adorable.
Seeing her like this, Song Xiaoya couldn't help but clench her palms.
These days she lived in a separate courtyard with Chen Qiu Nian, but gradually discovered that Chen Qiu Nian seemed to still have old feelings for Fang Qingyue.
He really wanted to kill Fang Qingyue, but occasionally when he came back drunk, he would call Fang Qingyue's nickname.
How could she bear this?
She pulled out the dagger from her waist and was about to slash Fang Qingyue's face. The next moment, she was kicked out.
Her back hit the tree hard, and the pain made Song Xiaoya cry. She looked up and saw Shen Yuhan appeared in her previous position, holding Fang Qingyue carefully.
Shen Yuhan's face looked extremely ugly at this moment.
He hugged Fang Qingyue tightly with both hands, yet was extremely gentle, as if he was afraid of using too much force and hurting Fang Qingyue.
Today, another ghost hand murder case occurred in the suburbs. Upon hearing the news, he rushed over to deal with the matter as soon as possible.
Unexpectedly, before he arrived at the scene of the crime, he happened to see Song Xiaoya trying to attack Fang Qingyue.
Now Fang Qingyue was nestled softly in his arms, and she might have fainted due to being drugged.
He carefully examined Fang Qingyue's injuries and found that she was just unconscious, so he breathed a sigh of relief.
Looking at Song Xiaoya again, he wanted to cut her into pieces.
"Your Highness, if I hadn't saved Miss Fang, she wouldn't have just nearly had her face cut. Instead of thanking me, you're treating me like this. Don't you understand the meaning of repaying a favor?" Song Xiaoya's lips curled up, as if she had discovered something significant. "Besides, if others knew that you cared so much about Miss Fang, it would be bad for your reputation."
"If it gets out that an uncle steals his nephew's wife, it won't be a good story."
She spoke in a sarcastic tone, and Shen Yuhan's brows suddenly tightened.
"You don't have to speculate about the relationship between her and me." His eyes swept across Song Xiaoya's abdomen, his tone cold, "But you, if the people in the Marquis' Mansion found out that the so-called pregnancy was all a lie, how do you think Chen Qiu Nian would treat you?"
His nephew is not someone who is easy to deal with.
He was so angry when he found out Fang Qingyue had cheated on him. If he found out Song Xiaoya was pregnant, how would he treat Song Xiaoya?
Hearing this, Song Xiaoya's face suddenly turned pale.
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