Chapter 83 Bandits (1) [VIP]
She glanced at the servant calmly for a few moments, then solemnly told him, hoping to keep the matter a secret for now: "The master has other things to attend to for now, and will be back in a few hours."
If this news were to get out, it would cause panic among the people. Not only would the people in this mansion hate her, but even Emperor Xuanlong would hold her accountable.
"The students in the mansion are already criticizing her. They say that ever since the teacher brought the young lady back home, he hasn't taught her that lesson, nor has he given her any guidance on piano skills..." Fu Guang frowned and complained, as if saying that she had become a beauty who brought disaster. "They all say that the young lady came back specifically to mislead the teacher..."
The girls in the mansion loved to speculate and spread rumors, and she was used to it. Most likely, it was Miss Xu who was stirring up trouble everywhere. After hearing about the marriage, she was jealous and determined to ruin her reputation.
"Your Majesty's birthday banquet is coming soon. Let them practice more and talk less."
Mimicking the way the master usually gave instructions to Fu Guang, Chu Qingluo spoke sternly, his gestures bearing some resemblance to the master's: "Go and tell them it was the master who said this."
However, Fu Guang, who was following the order, was hesitant and thought that although Miss Chu was the master's sweetheart, she could not act in his name.
"Could it be that you only listen to the master and not me?" Seeing this, her eyes suddenly turned cold, and she stared straight at the servant. "If you really think so, I'll complain to the master when he comes back."
Fu Guang was terrified, but remembering her master's great favor, she quickly obeyed the order and ran to tell everyone, "I'll go right away, right away. Miss, calm down and spare me..."
Thus, she was left alone in this elegant courtyard, with no one to talk to about her unhappiness.
The feeling of boredom gradually surged. If she couldn't find her husband, this courtyard would be too lonely... There was still a little bit of the liquor left from the previous drink. She raised her glass to the moon, pretending to be leisurely and relaxed, but she still couldn't get rid of her melancholy.
Every flower and plant in the garden was tinged with loneliness, and she realized that the comfort and leisure she had always enjoyed was given by her husband.
Only with him by her side did she feel at ease.
After drinking a few cups in silence, she watched Fu Guang walk into the courtyard again, stop beside her, and quietly look into the inner room.
"Have you returned home, sir?" The servant looked away, his expression somewhat anxious. "General Xue is here to visit you."
Xue Chen...
She still remembered the scene of their meeting yesterday vividly. She suddenly paused. Xue Chen came to discuss matters concerning military power and the Ninth Prince.
Unfortunately, her husband was nowhere to be found at this time, and she had no choice but to wait for him to return home to talk to her again.
Chu Qingluo responded calmly, her fingers relaxed again as she filled the pot with wine. "Sir, you've been away all day and are a little tired. Let's go to bed first. Let General Xue come back another day."
Hearing that the master had gone to bed, Fu Guang looked into the inner room. The door was tightly closed, and he couldn't really see what was going on inside. "But... General Xue seems to have something important to discuss."
"I just said, sir, you're tired, so I can't entertain you for now," she said angrily, slamming the wine cup down, spilling the wine. "If you really have something important to discuss, have the general come back tomorrow."
She must find her husband tomorrow. She must not let her revenge plan go to waste. The birthday banquet is approaching, and everything is ready. No chaos can happen here.
How could Miss Chu be even more severe than the teacher? I will definitely be punished in the future. Fu Guang was shocked for a moment, then walked away silently.
The pale moon shines at midnight, and the raindrops falling from the branches turn into frost, making the clear light even colder.
Unable to drink any more wine, Chu Qingluo went back to the hall and flipped through a few volumes of books. He felt even more uneasy, so he called Ningzhu and asked her a few more questions.
In the darkness of the night, a woman in black jumped down from the eaves. Ningzhu stood there respectfully, listening to her instructions.
"Ningzhu, have you found out where she is?" Her flowing phoenix eyes hid a fierceness. She spoke after a long while, looking up at the crescent moon that was hidden by dark clouds and appeared and disappeared from time to time.
Ning Zhu answered respectfully, her usually calm expression now showing signs of trouble: "Fu Zhao has searched the entire mountain but couldn't find the bandits' hiding place."
Turning her head to observe the mysterious figure, she coldly issued the death order, seemingly not taking it lightly: "Keep searching, and don't miss any clues. I must see you tomorrow, sir, or I will choose a few others to be buried with you."
"If it was a rape, Mr. Qu... should be fine." As he blurted out, he saw that the master's eyes became three points colder. Ning Zhu saw the scene and hurriedly retreated, and the figure disappeared in a flash.
"My subordinate's words were out of turn, please don't blame me, my lord."
The night was long and sleepless. I had hoped to spend the night with my husband in bed, but unexpectedly, this happened...
She wondered if her husband was doing well now. She kept thinking about it and couldn't fall asleep.
In the morning, the curtains are rolled up and the morning light shines into the bedroom, making it bright and sunny.
Chu Qingluo hadn't slept all night. After getting off the bed and changing her clothes, she saw the mysterious figure breaking into the hall again.
He knocked on the door of the inner room with his finger raised. Ning Zhu held the sword in his hand, brows furrowed, and reported as he knocked, "Master, there is news."
"The thieves' lair is the village at the foot of the mountain. The bandits are disguised as villagers. We were only searching in the mountains yesterday, so we made some mistakes."
"Have you found it, sir?" As the door opened, she walked out steadily, the woman who had been making threats all night.
Ning Zhu nodded slowly, indicating to his lord that the village had a large population and he was afraid that he might be outnumbered. He wanted to send a few more people.
"No need, I'll go."
How could we wait to send someone over? Since we already knew where the bandit's lair was, we could just charge in. Chu Qingluo raised a long sword.
"If anything happens to the master, before she could finish her words, Ning Zhu saw her walking away quickly, and even calling out to her would not bring her back, 'Master!'"
Smoke was rising from the village at the foot of the mountain, and the wooden doors of several houses were open. The villagers around seemed to be busy, walking hurriedly on the village road. Two burly men were guarding the village entrance.
The sword gleamed coldly beneath the dark clouds, and a glint of brightness suddenly appeared before the village. Yan Ran approached, ignoring the village guards, and the woman tried to break in alone.
The guard on the side had a cold face and waved his sword to stop her: "Where are you from, young lady? This village does not welcome outsiders."
"Get out of the way." Chu Qingluo said these two words coldly, glanced at him, and suddenly raised his hand, and the sword blade fell on the neck of the person next to him.
"If you don't, I'll kill you."
"The girl said she wanted to kill me?" The strong man burst into laughter upon hearing the delicate beauty's words, sneering at the guard beside him, "She said she wanted to kill me, hahahahahaha..."
But before he could laugh a few times, the long sword had already cut the man's throat, and blood splattered everywhere.
The sturdy man opened his eyes wide, and without saying a word, he suddenly fell to the ground, his ferocious eyes still open.
She didn't put away her sword, but walked forward with a cold expression. Her face was extremely cold and indifferent: "When I say kill, I really mean it. I never lie."
The villagers who were walking stopped here. Suddenly someone shouted loudly, and the eyes cast from the surroundings became fierce.
"How dare you! What kind of woman is this? How dare you kill the villagers!"
Chu Qingluo raised her red lips slightly, glanced at each person nonchalantly, and then snorted coldly: "Villagers? Release the young master you captured yesterday, and I will leave your bodies intact."
"I didn't understand a word you said, young lady," the angry villager pretended not to understand. He then turned his head and gave the order in a deep voice, "Come on..."
This place is indeed a bandit's den. It's just that these thieves are very well disguised. If we just test it a few more times, we will know where the gentleman is going.
"That young master is of distinguished status. The person you kidnapped is someone whom even His Majesty admires." The smile in her bright eyes became even colder. She took a few steps forward fearlessly, causing the bandits around her to retreat continuously.
"If you don't let go, I don't know the consequences."
The person who had just spoken was stunned when he heard the voice. He was silent for a few moments and asked hesitantly: "Who...who is he?"
"It seems that he is really in the village. Let me guess which house Mr. Qu was locked up in tonight." Chu Qingluo walked gracefully, smiling brightly as she walked.
"If I guess right, I'll take him away. If I guess wrong, I'll kill one of you. How's that for you?"
"Mr. Qu?" The bandit was startled after hearing this, a chill running down his forehead. "That young man yesterday, was he Mr. Qu from the Music Bureau?"
She deftly pushed open the door of a house, which was empty inside. She raised her cherry lips and swung her sword decisively as she walked out.
"I guessed wrong, what a shame."
The bandit closest to her suddenly fell down. When everyone came to their senses, they found that the person lying on the ground was dead.
Before the villager beside him could finish his sentence, Chu Qingluo walked into another thatched cottage, which was still empty.
There was only a wooden table and a few chairs and stools, perhaps a place for the thieves to sit and relax.
"It's still not right..." She stepped lightly forward and looked at a thief with a sweet smile, causing him to kneel down and kowtow suddenly.
The bandit trembled and pointed to the north, as if begging her to spare his life: "Girl, it's... at the boss's house, in the northernmost part of the village."
Upon hearing this, the bandit who gave the order shouted angrily, feeling that this bandit was truly spineless: "You are a traitor, a coward who loves life and is afraid of death!"
"Want to offset your merits?" Chu Qingluo's eyebrows curved slightly, revealing a hint of cunning. She raised her sleeve and dropped her sword, suddenly severing his neck. "But I don't have such a rule. Thank you for telling me."
She took another step forward, walking leisurely in the direction the bandits pointed. Perhaps hearing the noise, a woman strode out of a house to the north, holding a large knife and looking quite arrogant.
Judging from his appearance, he is probably the leader of this den of thieves.
No wonder they always targeted handsome men. It turned out that the leader of this bandit den was a girl who liked men, so she ordered the bandits to rob any handsome young man they met.
"Where did this girl come from? She looks so weak and frail, yet she's wielding a sword..." The woman glanced at her, seeing how delicate and frail she was, as if she couldn't even lift a sword. She sneered and asked, "Are you here to save your husband?"
The door was wide open, and the elegant figure lying in the corner of the room was none other than the gentleman.
Chu Qingluo's face was filled with anger, and her beautiful eyes were cold. She put the long sword against his neck and pressed it tight, and blood stains appeared faintly.
"Antidote."
She spoke coldly, her eyes filled with uncontrollable rage, as if she wanted to grind the woman to dust on the spot.
"He was just knocked unconscious, not poisoned." There was a sword against her neck, but the woman was not afraid. Even though disaster was imminent, she still made a few provocative remarks with deep meaning.
"Your husband is truly handsome. Such beauty is hard to find in this world..."
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