Chapter 54: Quarrel (2) [VIP]
"She entered the imperial palace. This was her fate..."
She looked away and inadvertently saw a child running by, followed by a nanny. She asked, "Who is that child?"
His gaze fell on the child, and Qu Han's clear eyes were slightly stern. His reply was more like advice: "His Highness Thirteen is still a child. He has no idea about the hatred of the Long Kingdom."
"It's no different from killing."
Being the heir to the throne of Daning is the tragedy of this child. She then sneered, raised her phoenix eyes, and a coldness permeated her eyes.
The young master beside him remained silent for a long time, then suddenly said, "They are all innocent and have nothing to do with the downfall of the Long Dynasty."
Chu Qingluo turned around upon hearing the voice, her words still cold and silent: "As long as they are from Daning Palace, I will kill them without hesitation."
"hopeless……"
She listened to the clear voice coming from her ears, and the words revealed helplessness and fatigue, as if it disagreed with her every move.
Perhaps he has quietly grown bored.
If there really were to be a bloodbath in the palace someday, countless innocent people would be killed tragically. How could she be so lenient towards them all?
The gentleman should have taken it easy before, but he simply didn't think clearly about the pros and cons. After all, he couldn't stand cruelty and cold-bloodedness.
Seeing her callousness and murderous intent, he wanted to repent.
This body was already stained with too much blood. The flawless young man in front of him might want to retreat a little. Chu Qingluo chuckled indifferently, thinking that it was human nature for him to retreat, so she did not force him. "I have already made it clear to you, sir. If you think I am cruel, you can just not follow me..."
"I never pushed sir."
The smile on her rosy face showed a hint of sadness. Chu Qingluo bowed her head and wanted to leave the palace alone.
However, halfway through the ceremony, she suddenly paused, thinking that the master might have already disliked her, and a trace of anger inexplicably filled her heart.
Clearly unable to tolerate this behavior, the gentleman still got close to her between the curtains of the bed, lost in the beauty of the flowers and the moon, letting her be teased unconsciously. Could he have done this on purpose...
"Sir, you must have...disliked me for a long time," she sneered self-deprecatingly. She finally understood something and pondered slowly, "After all, apart from this skin, I have no other qualities that can please a man..."
Qu Hanjin became increasingly bewildered. After a few moments of deep thought, he whispered, "Why do you underestimate yourself?"
I am heartless and thoughtless. If he doesn't want to, just let it go. I think there is no need to continue to entangle with him.
She lowered her eyes and snorted coldly, then replied softly, "Well, I have no feelings for you, sir. Let's just be well and say goodbye."
"Sir, next time you meet a girl, you must be more considerate and not take it lightly..."
Chu Qingluo bowed respectfully again, but did not follow the master into the carriage. Instead, he walked away quickly along the palace road alone, his back looking lonely and desolate.
"Qing Luo!"
Hearing Jing Qingleng's call, he wanted to go forward and chase after her, but he heard someone else coming from behind. He turned around suddenly and saw that the person coming was Princess Mu Xiao, so he had to stop.
He had just walked by unintentionally, but unexpectedly ran into the gentleman. Mu Xiao followed his gaze and saw Miss Chu walking away alone, seemingly arguing with the gentleman.
Today, I decided to go to the palace on a whim to discuss with His Majesty what I saw and heard on the day the fire broke out in Shuxue Tower. It was something the princess had never expected to meet Mr. Qu here.
Fortunately, he saw Miss Chu treating the gentleman so disrespectfully. Mu Xiaolin's eyes were full of heroic spirit. He had seen the girl sitting in the gentleman's elegant hall many times and had long been uncomfortable with such a coquettish look.
His expression was filled with anger, but Mu Xiao didn't move his gaze and asked Mr. Xiang respectfully, "Sir, why are you and Miss Chu... at the East Palace?"
Qu Hanjin hurriedly returned the greeting respectfully, his peripheral vision barely perceptible as he glanced towards the desolate East Palace behind him. "I am passing through here on my way to the palace to see the Emperor."
"As a student, you dare to be so disrespectful to the teacher, and you can tolerate it?" The princess was still looking at the girl's back as she walked away. As a student of the mansion, she could be so rude. It seemed that the teacher had suffered a lot for her.
Even if he hadn't heard the quarrel, he could still tell that Miss Chu had hurt the master's heart. Mu Xiao quietly held a grudge and said sternly, "I saw it all just now. The master can tolerate it, but I can't."
How dare you be disrespectful to the gentleman...
The next time they meet, I will definitely make that woman suffer. The princess watched her beautiful figure walking away, and was indignant for the gentleman from the bottom of her heart.
The lights are on and dusk is deepening. The moonlight and the lanterns under the eaves complement each other. Walking out of the quiet alleys of the capital, I see the bustling East Market.
After leaving the palace, Chu Qingluo didn't want to go back to the Music Bureau, so she casually found a tavern. She sat by the window and waited for the waiter to come and greet her.
Her eyes were dim and bright, as if she was still thinking about what she had said in front of the East Palace.
Finally, a waiter came hurriedly, gave the guest a flattering smile, bowed and asked politely, "Miss, what would you like to order?"
She gazed out the window at the night, calmly sorting out her thoughts, and replied softly, "Give me the best wine you have."
"Wait a moment, young lady. I'll get you some wine right away."
Seeing the girl's straightforwardness and generosity, the waiter responded loudly, lightly shaking the scarf on his left shoulder, and raised his hand.
The tea table by the window was very quiet, far away from the noise, and no one would disturb her. She looked back and suddenly saw a beautiful figure standing there, holding a scabbard, as if watching for a while.
Ning Zhu frowned slightly, stared at the master for a moment, and asked with a puzzled look: "Master,
"Congratulations on getting rid of the Crown Prince. Next, we need to think about how to deal with the Ninth Prince..." Chu Qingluo whispered about the current situation, her face smiling. She looked with particular satisfaction as the waiter brought in the wine jar and filled the jade cup. "Besides, there's still that old Emperor Xuanlong left."
"Since you're here, come drink with me," she handed over a wine cup, motioning for the woman in front of her to take a seat so she could chat with her for a while longer. "This is the Lord's order, you cannot refuse."
Since it was an order, it could not be disobeyed. Ning Zhu sat upright, gently swaying the sake in the cup, and carefully observing the master's expression.
Although they say they are celebrating, their jade-like complexion and the wine drunk by Fu Zhao's right envoy will show that the master is not happy.
Chu Qingluo's eyebrows curved slightly when she heard this. "Why shouldn't I be happy?"
"I dare not say."
The words froze on her lips. Ningzhu sat upright, her expression unrecognizable as to whether she was happy or sad, and her face looked more like one of worry.
In this moment of joy, she even considered the etiquette between master and servant. The right-hand man followed the etiquette. She waved her sleeve casually and told him to speak frankly: "In this tavern, no matter what you say, I will forgive you."
"The Lord is caught up in his feelings of mutual affection."
Ningzhu pondered for a moment, lowered his eyes slightly and did not dare to look any further, and only said one word.
Mutual affection? Why would they talk about being in love for no reason...
She and her husband were just having fun in the tent, there was no love between them. If there was any love between them, it was just his wishful thinking and had nothing to do with her.
If they really love each other, that would be the biggest joke in the world.
"Are you referring to me and my husband?" Chu Qingluo raised her phoenix eyes slightly, drank the wine leisurely, looked up at the crescent moon in the sky, and asked slowly and softly.
"The master is attracted by my beauty and is seeking revenge for me. We are both pursuing our own interests. He is just a teacher who teaches me the art of playing the zither. I have no feelings for him, so how can we talk about love?"
Ning Zhu couldn't help but feel puzzled, and asked solemnly: "Then why is the master drinking alone here?"
A hint of coldness crossed You Ran's brows. She smiled lightly and expressed her annoyance, "He doesn't want to help me anymore. He once vowed to be of use to me, but now he's running away and playing a trick on me. Do you think I should be angry?"
"Mr. Qu deserves to be killed for daring to break his promise to the Lord."
After hearing this, the black-clothed woman in front of the case suddenly revealed her murderous intent, and her hand holding the jade cup suddenly tightened, wanting to listen to the master's orders.
The gentleman knew too much, and she should have silenced him, but the beautiful scene of making love on the couch was still vivid in her mind. After thinking it over, she felt that she could let the gentleman go for the time being.
"I will take his life, but not now," Chu Qingluo said slowly, speaking calmly to the person in front of him, "If we can take the Ninth Prince's life, the plan to restore the country will be largely accomplished. I know clearly what is more important."
The master looked remarkably sober, and Ning Zhu put aside some of her worries, her tone becoming lighter as she said, "I was a little worried about you, my master, but it seems I was worrying too much."
"No matter how much time has passed, I will never forget the scene on the day our country was destroyed." Her expression became solemn as she sighed with regret and drank the entire glass of wine. "How could I possibly give my true heart to someone from Daning..."
The master had a lot of troubles to deal with, and Ningzhu watched her progress step by step over the years. Now that there were finally some results, she picked up the wine cup again and happily congratulated her.
"The Crown Prince has passed away. I offer a toast to you, my Lord."
That night she got very drunk and chatted with Ning Zhu until midnight. She had no idea how she returned to the mansion and was only dreaming of a drunken dream.
When she woke up the next day, she felt a little dizzy. Chu Qingluo got up from her bed, drank some tea, and thought about her situation.
The gentleman did not want to get involved in this mess, so she did not force him and decided not to get too deeply involved with that elegant figure and to distance herself from it as soon as possible.
She didn't know how long she could stay in this boudoir, so it would be better for her to say goodbye on her own and then work out a plan, with her only target being the Ninth Prince Daning.
Thinking that today might be her last time to enter the elegant hall in the other courtyard, she suddenly felt lost. She heard the sound of piano in the piano room, like pearls falling on a jade plate, and knew that the teacher was giving a lesson in the classroom.
She naturally put on a bright and beautiful dress, walked along the corridor to the side courtyard, and found that there was someone else in the hall.
The courtyard was filled with fallen petals, and the shadows of the trees were swaying in the breeze. Princess Mu Xiao was sitting leisurely beside the piano table, her beautiful eyes half open and half closed, looking very content.
Seeing that it was her, the princess stood up suddenly, her original contentment faded away, replaced by anger.
"Why is the princess waiting alone in the elegant room?" Chu Qingluo looked around, bowed to the princess in a feigned flattery, and asked casually.
The scene of her being disrespectful to the gentleman yesterday was still lingering in Mu Xiao's mind. He snorted coldly, as if he wanted to break up with this Miss Chu.
"Young lady, you are so disrespectful to the gentleman, and yet you dare to come to this side hall. Don't you realize your own low status?"
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