Chapter 87 Don't Try to Escape from My Hands
"What?" Meng Suqiu stood up suddenly after hearing this: "When did it happen?"
Not only her, even He Qizhan, who usually doesn't meddle in other people's business, has a headache. The He and Ruan families are relatives, and it is really difficult to deal with such a thing.
When Wei Mingxi saw her aunt's angry face, she was a little scared for a moment. She ran out crying in panic. As soon as she stepped down the stairs, she bumped into Ruan Qinghuan, who was shocked.
I immediately felt ashamed and stopped in my tracks: "Now you are happy, right? You took my cousin away and your brother hates me too."
Meng Suqiu chased out, and for a moment she didn't know what to do.
Ruan Qinghuan came to her senses and said, "Mom, I'll go find Qingzhou and ask him about this now."
After saying that, he was about to walk out, but He An stopped him and said, "What time is it now? If you have anything to say, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Meng Suqiu calmed down, and felt that Qingzhou was not the kind of person who would mess around: "Yes, it's too late, let's talk about it tomorrow."
Ruan Qinghuan's mind was a little confused, and he was pulled back to the room by He An in a daze.
In this day and age, a woman's reputation is more important than her life. Although she doesn't like Wei Mingxi very much, she knows that she is not a bad person. If what she said is true, what should she do?
"Tomorrow, I'll ask my mother to ask Mingxi carefully. There might be some misunderstanding." He An didn't want her to worry, so he comforted her.
Ruan Qinghuan nodded, but she couldn't calm down. No matter what misunderstanding it was, what should she do if they really were related by skin color?
It seems that she will have to ask Qingzhou about it tomorrow.
**
After the disaster in Lucheng ended, the court was in turmoil, and the newly appointed Dali Temple Minister Jiang Jie became a hot topic in the capital.
Within just half a month, two third-rank officials of the Ministry of Works were sent to prison on charges of dereliction of duty regarding the drawings and materials of the dam, which greatly reduced the dam's strength.
All the assistant ministers of the Ministry of Works have been arrested, and the next one to be held accountable is the Ministry of Revenue.
Qi Yuanchang had been seriously ill since he returned to Beijing, but one can hide from the monk but not the temple. Soon the order to cooperate with the investigation was issued, and even though he was sick, no one dared to delay it for a moment.
Now that the Second Prince is under house arrest, who would dare to protect him?
After returning from court that day, Qi Yuanchang's face turned pale. Tomorrow it would be time to reconcile the accounts, but the accounts of the Ministry of Revenue did not stand up to scrutiny.
The Qi family has been in a state of gloom these past few days. They were so glorious when they were corrupt, but now they are so scared. The main reason is that they only corrupted a small part, and the bulk of it was given to the second prince.
Even if they wanted to vomit, the amount would be far from enough.
Qi Yuanchang sat down on the chair tiredly. Madam Qi poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of him: "Master, let's beg the Prime Minister to explain the matter clearly. If it doesn't work, we will lose our family property."
Qi Guang objected when he heard this: "How can that be possible? Even if all the family property is confiscated, Dad will still be sent to prison for corruption. We can't admit it anyway."
Qi Yuanchang glared at his son and said, "You only care about this little bit of wealth. If you have the ability, you should work harder. Why are you still crying out to the heavens and the earth for help but no one can help you?"
"After all, it was my father's plan that was wrong. He insisted on marrying my sister to the Ruan family. Now that it has not been done, it is probably useless for you to look for He An."
Qi Guang had been told so many times that he didn't take his father's words to heart at all. He complained, "I think it would be better to send my sister to the newly appointed Dali Temple Minister. He is the chief judge of this case. If he really wants to let her go, it's not impossible."
Qi Yuanchang didn't say anything. Although he was angry, he had to admit that this was indeed a solution.
**
"Wei Er, you know that our Qi family is now on the hook. If we don't find a solution, not only will your father be in trouble, I'm afraid our entire family will not be able to escape this disaster."
Madam Qi sighed and advised earnestly: "You are also of marriageable age, and the Dali Temple Minister's family background is not low..."
"Mom, aren't you going to give me away as a toy?" Qi Siwei said this with a smile, but the more she smiled, the more bitter she felt.
Madam Qi's expression froze: "Don't talk nonsense..."
You see, even the mother doesn’t know how to explain and make up for this lie.
How could she not know the situation at home?
For this reason, when her father left the court, she wanted to say a few words of comfort, but she happened to hear what her brother said. She had long known that she was the bargaining chip in this family, so from childhood to adulthood, she had always wanted to seek a good future for herself.
She worked hard and finally became the best among the noble ladies in Beijing. She was talented and had a good family background, which made many people envious.
However, she didn't expect that all these efforts would be completely regretted on the day of her blind date.
As soon as her mother walked out of the room, Qi Siwei pulled the quilt to cover her head, her body trembling slightly, but she dared not make any sound.
She didn't know how long she had been crying, but suddenly she heard a noise at the window. She stood up alertly, and the lights in the room went out. The darkness was like an invisible and intangible cage, trapping her tightly inside.
A cold hand pinched her chin, followed by a frighteningly soft voice: "Are you crying?"
Qi Siwei: “…”
The man let go of her and sat down on the bed: "Take it off."
A strong sense of humiliation surged in her heart, but she did not dare to disobey his orders. Having seen his cruelty and ruthlessness, Qi Siwei raised her hand tremblingly and touched the button.
"Master, I..."
"Um?"
Qi Siwei untied her skirt and stood in front of him in a simple dress. The darkness blocked her tears, but it could not cover the grievance and despair in her words: "Can you... let me go? I want to get married in the future."
Since the first time, she became her slave and could only call him master.
Qi Siwei had never seen what he looked like, let alone his identity. She only knew that he had extraordinary abilities, and even heard that he had killed people... She felt that he was like a devil lurking in the dark night, making people afraid and frightened.
"Haha...get married?" The man seemed to have heard a huge joke: "Okay, I didn't say that you can't get married."
Qi Siwei's heart sank to the bottom of the valley, and she knelt on the ground with a plop: "Master... please, I am already a withered flower and a broken willow, please let me go."
The room fell into a suffocating silence, but she couldn't even hear his breathing. Such silence made her feel uneasy. Qi Siwei regretted what she had just said.
Just as she was daydreaming, she was suddenly grabbed by the arm, lifted up and thrown onto the bed. The man approached her and said in a feminine tone that she would not tolerate any arguments: "I don't want to say the same thing a second time. You'd better not be so forgetful in the future."
"Ugh..." The painful groan stopped abruptly, and Qi Siwei's tears were like a kite with a broken string. What came to her mind were the words he said when she was robbed for the first time in the broken house.
"Remember, in this life, don't even think about escaping from my grasp..."
He stayed the longest tonight, as if intending to punish her. As the sky brightened, he took a bitter pill and soon heard the sound of the window opening.
He...finally left.