Chapter 42 Premeditation (2) [VIP]
Hearing this, Ning Zhu was extremely suspicious. Although she knew she shouldn't ask any more questions, she couldn't help but ask, "The master previously asked me to investigate the master behind this, but we haven't found any clues yet. Why did the master want to burn down the teahouse..."
"I already know that the master is the current crown prince," Chu Qingluo replied cautiously, lowering her voice with extreme caution. "When the time is right, we'll use the stone-throwing as a warning and burn down Shuxue Tower. This will destroy the Crown Prince's secret hiding place among the people."
The Lord is also going tonight. Ning Zhu carefully observed the Lord's attire and guessed a little. She couldn't help but feel worried: "The Lord and Mr. Naqu are in danger of their lives."
"If I'm acting, I have to make it real. That way, no one will suspect me. As for life and death, I have my own plans."
She had made up her mind and felt that if she could succeed tonight, she would have taken a big step towards overthrowing the prince.
Ning Zhu understood the order and bowed respectfully, ready to leave. "I will obey your command. I will send for the kerosene immediately."
"We must do this without revealing anything. Then, spread rumors in the streets, saying... it was caused by the heavenly fire," Chu Qingluo instructed calmly. Then, she looked at the unruly man on the other side and raised her red lips lightly. "Feng Yan seems to have a different idea?"
Feng Yan seemed to be at a loss as to what the princess was planning. He leaned against a beam, holding the sword he had just picked up in his arms.
Feng Xuan chuckled softly, gently drawing out half of his longsword, letting its cold light dissipate. "You went through so much trouble just to burn down a building, why not just stab him in the stomach and let off some steam?"
"I said you were stupid, and you really are..." She snorted coldly, looking at the mysterious figure in front of her with a mocking look, and suddenly asked in a stern voice, "If Prince Daning really died in Shuxue Tower due to a fire, wouldn't he be laughed at by the whole world?"
"The princess set the fire... not to assassinate someone?"
The princess's implication was definitely not that she was going there to assassinate. Feng Yan was extremely confused. He suppressed his arrogance and looked back silently.
"The only one who can kill the Crown Prince is the Ninth Prince. I will let the Ninth Prince be involved," Chu Qingluo said slowly, gazing at the drifting clouds through the long window. She said indifferently, "If the Japanese Imperial Palace is held accountable, the Ninth Prince will also be implicated."
"Princess, you're... going to drag all the princes of Daning into the abyss. No one will be spared..." Feng Yan observed this beauty with great interest, his starry eyes flickering with unconcealable greed. "You are so intelligent, you are indeed someone I admire. I am truly delighted."
She lightly raised her sleeve and told the man to come closer, wanting to give him an order: "Come closer, I have a special order for you."
When Feng Yan approached, she covered her lips and whispered a few words in the man's ear, then looked at him earnestly, silently telling him that this move could not fail.
Her phoenix eyes fixed in a cold and arrogant manner. Chu Qingluo smiled tenderly for a few moments. Without further delay, she signaled him to leave. "Only you can do this perfectly. If you succeed, I will allow you to make amends for your mistakes."
"I have lived up to your trust and lived up to your expectations, Princess."
The princess's orders were always kept in mind. Feng Yan retreated respectfully and when he walked out of the elegant hall and looked back at her, he saw her standing by the windowsill, her mind slightly dazed, but her face exuding traces of hatred.
She stared quietly for a moment, a hint of coldness looming in her eyes.
"They've been living in peace for five years. It's time to stir up some trouble."
The hall fell silent. No one knew where the master had gone. It would be disrespectful to leave without permission. It would be better to wait for the master to return...
Chu Qingluo recalled what the teacher had said about practicing music before leaving, and she suddenly understood.
As soon as the sound of the piano rang out, the master knew that the people from Fuzhao had dispersed, and he could return here with peace of mind.
At this point, she sat leisurely beside the piano, playing the piano calmly, waiting for her husband to return with the sound of the piano, perhaps to play a song with her.
Sure enough, the music drifted for a while, and then the familiar pace echoed leisurely in the corridor.
She did not stop playing the piano until she finished, then she raised her eyebrows and smiled at the teacher.
"When did you leave?" Qu Hanjin looked around and saw no sign of anyone else, so he asked.
"Not long after the master left," she said, tugging at the master's sleeves with her fingers, feigning deep thought and solemnly asking for advice, "just now the master said that my piece had flaws. I played it a few more times, but I really can't hear any areas for improvement. I hope the master can give me some more guidance."
Seeing Jing Wei frown, he asked sternly, "Master, let me ask you, are you calm?"
The most taboo thing when playing the piano is to have a confused mind. She has not yet resolved her inner knot and has no place to put her hatred, so she cannot play the music well.
"So that's how it is..." Chu Qingluo understood the hidden meaning in the words, but she didn't care. She raised her eyes and smiled casually, "Once this revenge is taken, my heart will naturally be at peace."
The jade-like young man did not answer, but walked steadily to a table and placed the dishes he had brought on the table. Each jade plate looked quite exquisite.
This dish seemed to be prepared carefully for her.
The master had just gone to the dining hall to light a fire and cook some delicious food...
She watched him arrange the dishes, then looked at one side in surprise, then suddenly asked, "Is this... dinner?"
Hearing this question, Qu Hanjin said nothing, but calmly told her to take a seat.
Chu Qingluo was in a dilemma for a moment. She had already promised Meng Yatou to go to the dining hall, so she had no choice but to let Meng Yatou have dinner. Since she came first, she was afraid that she would not be able to accompany the master.
"Go ahead."
He suddenly froze, his eyes and brows were so cold that it was impossible to tell what he was thinking.
Walking along the corridor of the villa, the dishes on the dining table were still echoing in her mind. She suddenly stopped and looked around the courtyard. Suddenly she saw a maid hurried past.
She remembered this maidservant. On the day she first entered the academy, it was this maidservant who accompanied the maid to the pavilion. She was Meng Ying'er's personal maidservant.
Chu Qingluo smiled brightly and walked forward gracefully to start a conversation: "Your name is Yu Lan, the maid who accompanied Ying'er on the first day she entered the mansion."
"I often hear the master mention Miss Chu." Turning her head, the maid realized that she was the close friend the master often mentioned. Shaking the food box in her hand, she smiled back, "The master and the mistress have sent this maid to bring some delicacies that can't be tasted in the Music Palace. Would you like to join us?"
Although she wanted to taste it, the gentleman's behavior just now seemed to linger in her mind. Somehow, she inexplicably wanted to dine in the elegant hall, so she politely declined: "Thank you for the kindness of the Meng family, but unfortunately I am delayed. Please tell your master that I will not be able to go to dinner while I am studying with the gentleman."
"Then I'll go ahead." The maid bowed her head in understanding and walked away towards the dining hall.
The elegant room was quiet and peaceful, and the figures around the dining table were as comfortable as usual.
The elegant young man, dressed in a brocade robe with cloud patterns, and with a figure as graceful as a jade tree and a cypress, sat upright beside the table, moving his chopsticks silently.
Hearing footsteps returning to the hall, he glanced in the direction of the sound and saw that bright look entering his eyes. A trace of surprise suddenly crossed his clear face.
Chu Qingluo walked back to the table and sat down leisurely. She noticed that the bowls and chopsticks she had just put down were gone. She curled her lips and complained, "I was only out for half an hour. Why did the master put away the bowls and chopsticks?"
The young master seemed to have some doubts in her eyes. She lowered her eyes, chuckled softly, and replied delicately, "I am used to the food in the dining hall, so naturally I want to try the dishes that the master usually makes. I wonder what they taste like."
"The food is cold, I'll go heat it up."
Seeing the situation, Qu Hanjin wanted to get up and heat up the food. Just as he raised his sleeve, he saw the pretty girl beside him had snatched his bowl and chopsticks and was enjoying the dishes leisurely and leisurely.
How could she be... so informal?
He looked at this bright and beautiful woman carefully, sighed lightly, and sat back on the chair to listen to her continue.
"This delicacy is on par with what I had in my mother's palace," Chu Qingluo said, feeling delighted. She felt that the dish was truly delicious. She knew it was cooked by him, but she still pretended not to know. "But was it made by the imperial chef?"
"I did it."
A clear voice drifted by, and what followed was the answer she expected.
She smiled and looked around the side hall where no servants were seen. No wonder he didn't need anyone to wait on him. "The master handles all the trivial matters in this mansion himself. He handles everything himself. What's the use of those servants?"
Wen Yu's eyes flickered with a smile. Qu Hanjin was chatting and laughing calmly, as if he seldom had such interesting conversations with others: "I'm used to being alone. I feel uncomfortable when someone is waiting on me."
She rarely saw Mr. Qu smile like this. What Meng Yatou said was true: Mr. Qu looked very handsome when he lowered his eyebrows and smiled.
"Hmm..." Chu Qingluo picked up the wooden chopsticks with satisfaction, gently pointing at the several delicious dishes in front of her, and happily supported her chin, "I like all these dishes."
"Sometimes I think that living a carefree life with my husband would be quite relaxing and enjoyable."
The words lingered softly beside his ears, and the young master unconsciously stroked her black hair and said softly, "Wait for me here for a quarter of an hour. I'm going to the night practice hall. When I come back, we'll set off for Shuxue Tower."
She responded obediently, just as the teacher said, waiting quietly in the elegant hall, flipping through the books he had read in his spare time.
But those books were too boring. She had only flipped through a few pages when her eyes were filled with sleepiness.
Her eyelids closed again and she fell into a comfortable sleep.
When Qu Hanjin returned to the hall, he immediately saw this pretty girl lying on the desk with her head buried in her sleeves. She had actually fallen asleep while reading...
Thinking that she had not slept so peacefully for a long time, he sat beside her and did not wake her up for a long time.
She is much more likable when she is well-behaved than when she usually mocks others or is full of resentment.
Pulling the flipped book from the woman's fingers, he glanced at the page she was looking at, but he also found it extremely boring. No wonder she fell asleep while reading...
After a long time, Ben Dang took a short nap. When Chu Qingluo woke up, her mind became clearer. She suddenly remembered that she was supposed to go to Shuxue Tower, but now she had missed the time.
She sat down suddenly, woke up, and said quickly, "I wanted to see the book that the master usually reads, but I fell asleep after turning a few pages."
"If you are tired, you can sleep a little longer."
Qu Hanjin replied calmly, as if he didn't care about the princess's safety at all, and just wanted her to sleep a little longer.
She didn't care what the young master beside her thought. She only knew that she had to go to Shuxue Tower today. "Sir, are you willing to be a man who goes back on his word for me? If I go too late, the princess will definitely be unhappy."
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