Chapter 76: Shocking Changes (2) [VIP]
Having said this, the Ninth Prince glanced at the half-drunk tea in the cup, drank it all with a faint smile, and leisurely dropped the cup to the ground. "That person also said that the princess entered the Ministry of Music incognito. What do you think the princess's name is..."
Seeing that she remained silent, Chu Yanshuo slowly approached, raised his chin with his long fingers, and his expression turned cold: "Why, this interesting story I told you, doesn't seem to be interesting to you, beautiful lady?"
"Your Highness, there's no need to beat around the bush. Just speak frankly." Chu Qingluo gritted her teeth, her phoenix eyes fixed sternly, as if she wanted to speak openly to him.
Her identity was exposed and she was doomed to die. No matter how she answered, she would die.
It would be better to fight with your life and take the life of the ninth prince first.
"I've sent someone to report this to my father," Chu Yanshuo said, gazing at the beauty before him as if he were watching a spectacle. He raised his stern brows and spoke with a cheerful expression, "If my father knew about this, I wonder if I can survive this night."
The woman in front of him remained silent, her face calm and indifferent, but it made him even more excited.
"Hahahahaha..." The Ninth Prince laughed heartily upon seeing this. The hand pinching her chin gradually moved downwards, naturally stopping at her throat. "The Princess of Long has become the concubine of the Ninth Prince of Daning. Just thinking about it really makes me excited..."
"If I don't taste this beauty before my father imprisons you, wouldn't I be failing the kindness bestowed upon me by Heaven?"
Perhaps because he had never encountered such a ridiculous thing before, the long-sought Lord of Fuzhao was right in front of him. Chu Yanshuo pinched her neck with a playful smile, and his interest grew as he watched her cheeks gradually turn pale.
His eyes flashed with a hint of ruthlessness, as if he was thinking of something more interesting. He narrowed his eyes and asked again, "Or... do you want to enter that torture chamber and try out all the torture instruments inside?"
"How about this, let Princess Long choose for herself," Chu Yanshuo's smile remained, as he devised another plan with great interest. "As the ninth prince of the dynasty, am I extremely merciful?"
Surrounded by palace guards, she was in danger and could not escape. Now she could only die together with the ninth prince Lan Ai to get rid of the hatred she had accumulated for many years.
Chu Qingluo casually glanced at the sword held by a follower, wanting to fight him to death...
At this moment, a palace servant came running from the garden corridor, with a little cold sweat on his forehead, and reported to His Highness in a panic.
The palace attendant hesitated for a moment, disbelief still evident between his brows. "Your Highness, an imperial edict has been delivered to Lingning Palace."
"His Majesty has just granted the marriage." The palace servant unconsciously glanced at the bright beauty in the room, and said it with trembling lips.
"The gift is given to Miss Chu... and Mr. Qu."
"What..." Upon hearing this, the Ninth Prince suddenly stood up, his eyes widening as he stared at the attendant who had reported back, not understanding what the Emperor meant. "She is already my concubine, how can Father marry her off to someone else?"
Seeing Jing tremble, the palace guard recalled the rumors he had heard recently and replied in a trembling voice, "It is said that Mr. Qu knelt in front of Guangcheng Hall for three days and three nights. His Majesty, somehow...somehow, agreed."
"Your Majesty has ordered that they be released immediately!"
Suddenly a sharp voice cut through the silence.
The Ninth Prince looked in the direction of the voice and saw Eunuch Tao standing in the corridor of the East Courtyard, shouting the Emperor's orders.
Once the imperial decree is issued, there will be no further disobedience. Even if the woman is the princess of Long State, the matter must be reported to His Majesty first.
"How did you instigate Mr. Qu to rebel..."
Staring at the delicate girl who was still kneeling on the ground, Chu Yanshuo gnashed his teeth and frowned, almost wanting to kill her: "Does he know your shameful identity? If he doesn't know, I will tell him for you..."
Eunuch Tao watched coldly from the courtyard, then shouted sternly, "If Your Highness doesn't release them, you'll be disobeying my order."
He signaled all the guards inside and outside the room to step back and make way for her as if he had no other choice. The Ninth Prince was quite unwilling, straightened his sleeves and sneered.
"Don't think that I can't do anything to you just because you rely on Mr. Qu..."
"A few months ago, the Crown Prince was murdered in the Eastern Palace. Father had long noticed something strange going on." Chu Yanshuo walked out of the side room steadily with a sinister look in his eyes, ordering the servants on both sides to follow him. "If I report that this was done by you and the master, will the emperor believe me or the master..."
"Go to Guangcheng Hall."
The Ninth Prince resolutely walked through the corridor, as if he wanted to tell everything he knew about the Crown Prince's death.
An attendant saw His Highness walking in a hurry and frantically reminded him, "But His Majesty is reviewing memorials at this time. I'm afraid it's not appropriate for Your Highness to go..."
"Besides, His Majesty has just issued a marriage decree, and Your Highness's move is to ask His Majesty to withdraw the decree. If this goes on, His Majesty might get angry." The attendant hurriedly followed, worried that His Highness would rashly go and lose more than he gained.
He suddenly stopped, almost bumping into the follower behind him.
Chu Yanshuo angrily swung his sleeves, as if he felt that what he said made sense, and said dissatisfiedly: "Go back to the bedroom!"
The drizzle fell like silk threads, and the rain and fog filled the air inside and outside the high walls. Occasionally, a few light thunders were heard in the fog, plunging the entire palace into a haze.
Recalling the scene just now, she was still frightened. Chu Qingluo followed Eunuch Tao's pace and slowly walked out of Lingning Palace, and saw that thin figure still standing not far away.
He did not hold an umbrella either. He stood by the palace road as he did last time, looking elegant and refreshing, letting the raindrops fall on his black hair and brocade robe.
No matter how cool the wind blows, he is still as bright as the moon and as flawless as the snow in the mountains.
When she approached absentmindedly,
He raised his head, held her wrist tightly, and said nothing for a long time.
, don’t look back.”
Qu Hanjin pondered for a moment, then solemnly opened his thin lips.
However, after walking a few steps, she saw the man beside her suddenly stagger, so she hurried over to support him, only to find that the man was particularly weak.
Three days...
She had just heard from the palace guards that the master had been kneeling outside Guangcheng Hall for three days and must be exhausted and could no longer hold on...
"Sir..." Her trembling heart was inexplicably raised again. Chu Qingluo seemed to come back to her senses from her panic and became worried about her teacher.
He waved his hand lightly, and then got into the carriage with her: "It's okay, maybe you've been kneeling for too long."
The eaves of the palaces they passed by were dripping with rain and dew, and the cold wind whistled in her ears. Seeing the carriage driving out of the palace, the danger that was originally so close was far away, and she felt relieved and relaxed all over.
When he looked back, Chu Qingluo was slightly stunned.
The gentleman had actually fallen asleep with his eyes closed, and the cloak that had been covering him had slipped to the ground.
She bent down quietly to pick up the crane cloak, then gently covered him with it.
Today, thanks to the master, if he hadn't rescued her, she would have died in Lingning Palace.
The light rain fell on the ground with the idle flowers, in silence, leaving only the sound of the imperial bells in the rain.
She helped Mr. Fu back to the side hall of the Music Bureau. The drizzle had almost stopped. She looked around the elegant hall and felt that nothing had changed.
The Yaoqin that belonged to her alone was still placed aside, and no one else had touched it at all.
Qu Hanjin concentrated his mind, thinking that he had finally brought her back home, how could he not even be able to drink a sip of hot tea? So he propped himself up and wanted to change for some clear tea.
"The tea on the table must be cold. I'll go get another pot."
She waited respectfully in the hall, watching the master walk away calmly. Then, the clear and distinct figure suddenly fell down.
"gentlemen!"
Seeing this, Chu Qingluo was immediately panicked. She looked around for a few moments, then saw the messenger outside the hall and hurriedly called out, "Fuguang, go call the doctor! The master has fainted from exhaustion..."
Hearing this, Fu Guang was shocked and ran into the hall in surprise. He really saw the teacher lying beside the desk.
Just as he was about to turn around and ask for the doctor, Fu Guang had not yet stood still when he saw the doctor's long fingers move slightly, as if silently ordering him to leave.
The gentleman has his own plans.
"I... I'll go right away," Fu Guang frowned, seeming to understand, then looked at Miss Chu with realization and answered very seriously, "Miss Chu, please help the gentleman back to the couch."
It seems that she is the only one who can take care of it first...
The master had fallen into this state just to save her, and no matter how cruel she was, she couldn't just abandon him. Chu Qingluo used all her strength to support the body and place it on the bed. As soon as she moved away from him, the master grabbed her sleeve.
"water……"
She listened to the clear words and immediately understood what was going on. She helped him sit up and lay down, then quickly poured some tea and handed it to the gentleman.
Seeing that Qing Leng Gongzi's complexion had improved a little, she asked softly, her worries instantly dissipating: "Are you feeling better, sir?"
Qu Han seemed to still feel powerless. He weakly raised his finger and pointed at the jade plate on the desk: "Qingluo, can you bring the cakes on the desk for me?"
After hearing this, she handed it to him without hesitation. When the teacup was empty, she filled it up meticulously, trying her best to make the gentleman feel comfortable.
Thinking about the cause and effect, Chu Qingluo changed her mind and thought that she should make him a bowl of soup: "Sir, you are like this because you haven't eaten for many days. I will make you some soup."
It is said that a sick body is weak and needs some nourishing soups and stews, so that one can recover much faster. She walked along the stone path in the courtyard to the kitchen, but saw Fu Guang still leisurely staying in the side yard.
"Didn't you go and call the doctor?" She looked at the servant suspiciously, a look of displeasure on her face as she spoke, "Fuguang, why are you still staying in the mansion?"
The master is so weak, he should see a doctor for treatment. How could this attendant not consider the master, especially as he seems to be indifferent...
Chu Qingluo became more and more angry as she thought about it. After a moment of silence, she suppressed her anger and started to reason with Fu Guang: "Although you are just a messenger in the mansion, the master is your master. If something goes wrong, what should you do?"
"Miss Chu is right. I was delayed by something..." Fu Guang hadn't expected her to actually walk out of the inner room. He adjusted his robes with a solemn expression, glanced into the hall, and left the house decisively. "I want to leave the house right now."
Seeing the figure really walking away from the mansion gate, she felt a little relieved. She took out the cigarette from her sleeve that she had used to summon the messengers and set it off in the sky above the villa.
The person called was the right-hand man Ning Zhu.
Just after hearing the news that the master was rescued, he saw the smoke burning in the air. He was afraid that the master was in danger again and was in a critical situation... Ningzhu followed the green smoke and found the master in the kitchen of Siyue Mansion after a long time.
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