Back in the yard, Hongxue was still guarding the door like a door god, but Xia Tong ignored her. Instead, Fangyu quietly closed the door and handed her a note.
"This was given to me by a servant in the mansion, and he said that as long as the master agrees to save Miss Shen, he will agree to any conditions."
Hearing this, Xia Tong immediately took it and took a look. She knew that the second male lead would not give up the female lead so easily, but this person was not so easy to save.
"Go and tell that servant to tell him to bring over two hundred thousand taels first, otherwise there will be no rescue."
She didn't expect that there was a spy for the second male lead in the mansion. This couldn't be acceptable. As a princess, she must do something practical. After saving the heroine, she must get rid of the spy.
"This..." Fang Yu was a little surprised, her expression was full of seriousness, "Forgive me for being so nosy, you really shouldn't go against the prince."
Taking off the cloak, Xia Tong set the note on fire and it gradually turned into ashes. At the same time, he glanced at her calmly and said, "Miss Shen saved me, and I should save her. The two hundred thousand taels are just an additional fee."
The person must be rescued, but it cannot be saved for nothing. Two hundred thousand taels is not a small amount, but the second male lead will definitely give it.
Hearing this, Fang Yu hesitated for a while, but ultimately said nothing more and turned around and left the room.
Xia Tong was not idle. She leaned on the couch and embroidered a purse. In fact, she was just talking. If she could save her, she would. If she couldn't, there was nothing she could do. She couldn't sacrifice herself. The villain was very cruel. The heroine would definitely not end well if she fell into his hands. It was scary to think about it.
The capital was very lively the next day because the crown prince was getting married and the Duke's Mansion had become quite powerful. The strength of the Eastern Palace was now more solid. Even if Xia Tong did not leave the house, she could imagine the lively scene outside. Her fake sisters finally got what they wanted.
As they were once good "best friends", it would be wrong not to express her gratitude, so Xia Tong asked someone to send a fertility-giving Guanyin statue over, which could be regarded as a congratulations from the palace to the prince on his marriage. After all, it was impossible to let the villain go to congratulate in person.
After embroidering the purse for a whole day, my eyes were tired, and the finished product was only completed in the evening.
"Master...how come your embroidery skills have deteriorated so much?" Qing'er held the thing and looked at it for a moment before uttering these words.
Xia Tong was a little embarrassed. Although she inherited the original owner's memory, she could not inherit the feel of the embroidery. It was already very good that she could embroider like this. It was just that Qing'er had too high expectations of her.
"I haven't come across these things since I returned to Beijing, so it's inevitable that I feel a little unfamiliar with them." She took a sip of tea and said calmly.
Hearing this, Qing'er just felt very strange, but did not say much. She looked at her and said seriously: "Tomorrow is the prince's birthday. The master must seize this opportunity and don't let the lady worry anymore."
When their eyes met, Xia Tong's ears turned red. She naturally knew what the other party was referring to, but it was absolutely impossible for her to do that kind of thing with the villain.
"I know what's going on. Remember to go to the storehouse tomorrow to get some tonic for mother, and check on the situation in the mansion. If mother has suffered any injustice, you must come back to report it." She suddenly said.
Hearing this, Qing'er naturally nodded repeatedly, and then went to serve her dinner.
After going out, Fangyu was outside asking someone to move flowers. Qing'er looked around and suddenly walked over quietly and whispered something. Upon hearing this, her expression suddenly became serious.
"So... I'm afraid this isn't appropriate?" Fang Yu seemed worried.
Looking back, Qing'er leaned over and whispered, "This is what Madam meant. Master, you are not in a hurry, but it is not a long-term solution. I think the prince is also very concerned about you, and this time he is just going with the flow."
Hearing this, Fang Yu glanced at the closed door and could only nod as if in compromise.
As the weather gradually turned cooler, everyone put on autumn clothes, the sky was filled with fallen leaves, and the atmosphere was a little depressed. The next day was the Regent's birthday, but because the Regent did not host a banquet, some court officials only sent some symbolic gifts. There were also people who came to curry favor and ask for a meeting, but they were all turned away, and no one dared to complain.
A faint scent of ink permeated the silent and rigorous study. A man stood at the table, reading a letter. As he clenched his fingers, a pile of debris gradually slipped away from between his fingers.
"Master, isn't the plan to wait until the beginning of the year?" Xifeng below frowned with a puzzled look on his face.
The man was writing something on the rice paper, his voice was neither hurried nor slow, "The King has his own plans."
Hearing a hint of displeasure in the other party's words, Xifeng also shut up and stopped talking. Instead, he asked the people in the prison, "What should be done with Shen Xin?"
In the past few days, he could see that the princess had been asking about the location of the dungeon openly and secretly. It was impossible for the master not to know about it, but he remained indifferent.
"The Ministry of Justice recently issued a hanging order, leaving the person with a breath. It may be useful if he keeps it."
After saying that, Gu Qin suddenly paused his writing, and looking at the name on the rice paper gave him a headache. What was going on with him these days?
"Master, the princess has sent someone to invite you to come over for dinner."
Suddenly, the butler's voice came from outside the house, and Xifeng curled his lips with slight satisfaction. Fortunately, the princess had a conscience and remembered that today was her master's birthday.
Hearing this, the man at the desk just threw it aside and said in a low voice, "No."
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At 5 p.m. it was already dark outside. The cold wind was blowing hard against the doors and windows, making bursts of noise. The candlelight in the house was swaying, shining on the woman's face, which was sometimes bright and sometimes dim, revealing a beautiful and lovely face.
There were many refreshing side dishes on the table, and a pot of hot sake next to it. The woman was wearing a pink floor-length dress, with a slender and graceful figure. At this moment, she was holding her small chin with one hand, staring at the door, with a look of disappointment on her face.
After a moment, Qing'er stepped forward and whispered, "Maybe the prince was delayed by something. Why don't I take the dishes down and heat them up first?"
Xia Tong didn't say anything. She glanced at the food and wine in front of her, then suddenly raised her hand to pour herself a glass of wine and snorted, "No, I'll eat by myself."
She endured the pain and cooked for the whole afternoon. If she didn't want to come, then she shouldn't have come. Good intentions don't go unrewarded. She shouldn't have been so nice to a villain!
"Your Highness must have been delayed by something. Why don't you wait a little longer?" Qing'er was also a little anxious.
Xia Tong ignored him and put a piece of potato into her mouth. She was not the kind of person who would treat herself badly. Whoever wanted to wait could wait.
"Your Majesty."
As the maid's greeting came from outside the room, the door was pushed open in an instant, and a tall figure suddenly walked in. Xia Tong immediately put down her chopsticks and swallowed the food in her mouth.
The room was very warm. There was a charcoal fire burning in such an autumn day. It showed how weak the woman was.
"Your servant greets the prince." Qing'er's face lit up with joy. She glanced at her master secretly, then tactfully closed the door and retreated.
Although the dishes on the table were not exquisite, they looked good. Gu Qin walked over and sat down, straightened his sleeves, and suddenly raised his eyes, "You are so attentive today, but are you trying to murder me again?"
Xia Tong: “…”
This person's paranoia has reached its late stage!
"Your Highness can choose not to eat, but how can you be so unfair to me!" She curled her lips and said with a face full of accusation: "I endured the pain and cooked for an entire afternoon, but I didn't eat a single bite. Now I am really being fed by someone else!"
That little face was full of grievance, and her rosy little mouth opened and closed in accusation. Gu Qin's eyes flashed, and he just stared at her steadily.
"Are you saying that I am a villain?" His voice was slightly deep.
After a pause, Xia Tong felt that she had complained too much, so she coughed again and shook her head honestly, "That's not what I meant, this..."
She suddenly pulled out a purse embroidered with a white horse from her bosom and quietly handed it over, "This is... embroidered by me myself. It may not be worth much, but the sentiment is great."
Qing'er asked her to embroider mandarin ducks, but Xia Tong refused to do so even if she was beaten. She was just kidding. She was just doing it for the sake of politeness. Mandarin ducks should not be embroidered randomly.
The slender, white hand tremblingly handed over a purse, which looked ordinary, but a white horse attracted attention. The man glanced at the woman opposite him, and their eyes met. The other party suddenly lowered her head in panic, looking like a guilty thief.
Looking at the red earlobe, Gu Qin pursed his lips, raised his hand to take the thing, looked at it for a few times, put it in his arms, picked up the chopsticks without saying a word, picked up a vegetarian meatball and tasted it.
The candlelight emitted a faint glow, and the room was silent, with a rare tranquility and harmony. Xia Tong touched her forehead, and somehow she suddenly felt her head was a little hot and dizzy, as if she was holding her breath and couldn't exhale. Could it be that she caught a cold?
"Why are you so attentive today? What's the matter?" He raised his eyes, he was used to the other party's character of being attentive without any reason.
The candlelight flickered, Xia Tong pursed her lips, and suddenly she wanted to curse. Did she look so profit-driven?
"If the prince wants to think this way, then I can't do anything about it." After taking a sip of wine, she suddenly boldly leaned over and asked, "I heard that the prince has captured a woman recently?"
As if he had expected something, the man sneered and glanced at the other person's blushing face. The rosy little mouth seemed to be tempting him, opening and closing in a dazzling manner. Gu Qin's throat rolled and he suddenly glanced around the room, his eyes fell on the candlestick.
She actually used the oil of Albizia Julibrissin. This woman is really bold.
"You are becoming more and more courageous now." His cold face was vague.
Facing the woman's bright eyes, the man's eyes dimmed slightly, and he suddenly raised his hand and pushed a pot of wine on the table over to her, saying in a low voice, "Drink it, and I will tell you.
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