“Dang! Dang! Dang!”
At noon, the morning school bell of the Imperial College rang on time.
Hua Qingcheng and Wu Chen left the Class D classroom on the second floor of Mingde Building together and strode towards the front gate.
"Oh my, who is Fourth Princess in such a hurry to see? And which of your servants is bringing you food today?"
The Second Princess, Nalan Wansheng (Prince Yu), gently waving a folding fan, raised an eyebrow at Hua Qingcheng and teased her, giving Wuchen a meaningful look. She was eager for this Prince Helun to fight the princess's servants to the death, a bloody battle. That would be truly fascinating...
"You don't have to worry about this, Prince Yu. If you are jealous, you can also ask your husband and the concubines and commoners in the palace to take turns bringing you food!" Hua Qingcheng directly confronted the talkative Second Princess.
"Oh, please don't! Fourth Princess, please spare Second Princess! She finally came to school to have some peace and quiet, how can we let those men come and give me a headache?" Nalan Wansheng shook her head repeatedly. If they came, how could she go out and cheat?
"As long as you are happy!"
Hua Qingcheng pushed away Nalan Wansheng who was in the way, then grabbed Wu Chen's arm and left.
"Prince Yu, it seems that you and your fourth sister have an average relationship!" Huangfu Yueshan (the daughter of the Duke's Mansion) said slowly as she watched Hua Qingcheng leave without looking back.
"This is not surprising. After all... Her Royal Highness the Crown Princess is the crown prince of our Laifeng Kingdom. How can she be the same as us playboys who just eat and wait for death?" Deanie Yip (daughter of the Minister of Revenue) also interjected.
"That's true."
Xia Qifeng (daughter of the Minister of War) also nodded in agreement.
"Forget it, forget about her. If she doesn't want to play with us, we'll just play on our own. In the evening, after school, I'll treat you all to a good time at Yunliang Pavilion. If any of you can invite the Fourth Princess along, you'll be quite capable!"
Nalan Wansheng then chatted and laughed with the three princes' wives and went to the dining hall of the Imperial College for lunch.
Hua Qingcheng, who had no idea that someone wanted to drag her into the ranks of a playboy, had already left the Imperial College with Wu Chen.
"Brother Li~"
At the gate of the Imperial College, next to the East Palace carriage, Hua Qingcheng saw Mu Lige, dressed in the dark royal dress of a princess, waiting for her.
"Qingqing, Achen, the midday sun is scorching, let's get in the car first!"
Mu Lige used a handkerchief to wipe the thin layer of sweat from Hua Qingcheng's forehead, then got into the carriage with her, and took Wu Chen with him, and went to Tai'an Restaurant, the largest restaurant in the city.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, in a private room on the second floor of Tai'an Restaurant that had been reserved in advance.
As soon as Hua Qingcheng and others arrived, the owner of the restaurant personally ordered the waiter to serve the food.
"Brother Li~"
"Qingqing, have lunch first."
Mu Lige dismissed his personal servant and personally served Hua Qingcheng the dishes, rice, and soup. His young mistress hadn't eaten in the morning, so there was no rush for other matters. She should eat first.
"Okay."
Hua Qingcheng smiled slightly, picked up a lot of dishes and put them in the bowl in front of Mu Lige, and also picked up some for Wu Chen. The three of them had a quiet lunch.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the waiter cleared the plates and bowls from the table.
"Shumo, Lixiang, guard outside the door."
"Yes, my lord."
Upon hearing this, Shu Molixiang immediately left the private room and stood guard at the door on both sides like stone talismans.
Private room.
"Qingqing, this jade harp...is there any other mystery?" After entering the inner room of the private room, Mu Lige asked straight to the point.
Mu Lige, sitting in front of the desk, raised his hand and gently stroked the strings of the jade zither. He inexplicably felt heartbroken and wanted to cry.
"yes."
Hua Qingcheng walked to the desk and sat side by side with Mu Lige, with Wu Chen also sitting beside them.
"Brother Li, Monk Hua, this zither is called 'Dead Tree Reunites with Spring.' Six years ago, Su Mutianjun gifted it to the then Prime Minister, Fan Zhongxin, in order to win over the court officials. It's said that the Prime Minister's father, Fan Qi, was a zither fanatic and couldn't let go of this zither after receiving it."
"However, Fan Qi only possessed the zither for three months before he passed away due to old age and frailty. After his father's death, Fan Zhongxin ordered the zither to be buried with Fan Qi in the Fan family's ancestral tomb."
"A month after Fan Qi was buried, tomb robbers broke into the Fan family's ancestral tomb to steal the burial objects, and stole the Yaoqin along with them. After several twists and turns, the Yaoqin eventually fell into the hands of a merchant from Zhaoyang State. Two months ago, this merchant went to the capital of Laifeng State to do business, but he suddenly contracted a serious illness and tragically died in a foreign land. His body and the Yaoqin were placed in a coffin together and placed in the charity cemetery south of the city."
"Qingcheng had previously been targeted by Han Shuying, who brought her from Huaqiao Village to the capital. To avoid being interrogated by the soldiers at the south city gate, she placed Qingcheng in a coffin and hid her in the charitable cemetery south of the city. It was at that time that Qingcheng came across this Yaoqin by chance."
Hua Qingcheng told Mu Lige and Wu Chen what she learned from Su Mutiansheng.
"Is it related to Su Mutianjun?" Mu Lige frowned slightly when he heard that. He inexplicably felt that there was more to it than that.
"Yes, it's not just Su Mutianjun, it's also related to Ran Qiyue. The special thing about this Yaoqin is not that it was bestowed by the Emperor of Zhaoyang Kingdom, but... this zither is a spiritual Yaoqin with an instrument soul." Hua Qingcheng said sternly.
"Weapon Soul?"
When Mu Lige heard these two words, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart.
"Brother, it is said that some weapons can be infused with the souls of humans or divine beasts by those with advanced cultivation, turning them into extremely powerful killing weapons. However, this method is extremely insidious and is definitely not something that people of the right path would do."
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