Chapter 45 Jealousy (1) [VIP]
Feng Xuan smiled slyly, as if recalling the information he had gathered, and whispered, "When I entered the palace on business, I also inquired about someone."
"The princess's husband is very famous. Everyone respects and admires him." Feng Yan's starry eyes slowly fixed on her delicate and beautiful face, and suddenly smiled slyly, "But the Crown Prince and the Ninth Prince seem to dislike his elegant and pure appearance..."
At this, the man chuckled, "I really want to see... him wagging his tail and begging for mercy. It should be very interesting."
Feng Yan always likes to act on his own. If he really does something that harms the master, it will be difficult to undo the damage done, and revenge will be one step further away...
Her eyes gradually turned cold, and there seemed to be some anger in them, and she stared at the Fu Zhao Zuo Shi.
"You dare?" A cold voice echoed in the private room. Chu Qingluo sneered and then warned coldly, "He is under my protection."
"You can't even touch my people."
Seeing that she was indeed angry, the man in black clothes lowered his white fingers, as if trying to see something from her eyebrows and eyes, but in the end he found nothing.
Feng Yan clenched his fists unwillingly, gnashing his teeth for a moment before unleashing the doubts that had been lingering for so long: "Is the princess... attracted to him?"
A mere attendant, yet he dared to inquire about his master's private affairs? He had truly become accustomed to the rules. She couldn't help but snort coldly, her long finger gently tapping the man's lips, reminding him not to lose his composure. "I've already said, you won't be allowed to ask any more about my private affairs. If you continue, I'll silence you."
"After only two months in this mansion, the princess has fallen in love with a man. I have been following her for five years. When will the princess ever show some love for me..."
A gloomy look flowed across his eyes for a long time. Feng Yan murmured to himself, with a hint of bitterness at the corners of his lips.
"Just stay calm and do what I tell you, and I'll take care of you." Chu Qingluo replied slowly, her expression quite cold, as if she was really annoyed by what he had just said.
"You acted without authorization even though you were not allowed to inquire. I will never forgive you."
Her bare hands gently stroked downwards, stopping at the wound on the man's abdomen. She smiled sweetly and rubbed the scar fiercely with one hand, rubbing it bloody and blurry. "Your wound hasn't healed yet, has it? If I stab you again in the same spot..."
"Ah..." Feng Yan couldn't bear the pain and cried out softly after enduring it to the limit, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.
After a few moments, Tanmo let go. She pretended to be extremely regretful, looked at the black robe soaked with blood, and sighed: "I guess Fu Zhao Zuo Shi will have to recuperate for a while..."
"From now on, you are not allowed to pry into the master's affairs. Do you understand?"
After giving another stern order, Chu Qingluo returned to sit beside the desk and played with the flickering candle on the candlestick.
Feng Yan saw Jing kneeling down in pain, letting the sweat drip from his forehead, and replied respectfully: "I acknowledge my guilt, thank you for your forgiveness, Princess..."
Smiling softly at him, she waved her sleeves and ordered the left attendant to leave: "Go and recuperate, and let go of all those unnecessary thoughts."
Now that Shuxue Tower has been destroyed, she must not let the prince escape at this time. She returned home in a hurry just now and had no time to discuss the follow-up with her teacher. She extinguished the candle and thought about discussing it in detail with her teacher when she went to practice the piano tomorrow.
When the candlelight went out, only the faint moonlight poured in through the window, and with the night wind outside the window, a wisp of comfort and peace fell.
In the blink of an eye, it was early summer. The next morning, everywhere was quiet and peaceful. The corridor was filled with intoxicating fragrance, and the pond seemed to be filled with elegant lotus buds.
As the maid walked around the mansion, Chu Qingluo recalled that she had not had dinner with Meng Ying'er yesterday. She felt a little guilty and wanted to apologize, but she didn't expect the maid to bring it up first.
Meng Ying'er thought that since she hadn't been in the Qintang for a day, she must have been listening to the teacher's lecture in the other courtyard. She immediately smiled happily, "You didn't come to dine with me yesterday. I had expected that."
"Actually, I secretly went to the side hall and heard the melodious sound of the piano. The music the master played was always soothing, never as clear and pleasant as this. I thought that the music must be played by you, Qingluo."
"It seems that nothing can be hidden from Ying'er." Thinking that the piano music she played while waiting for the teacher yesterday was heard by the maid, she relaxed her brows slightly and swallowed the apology she wanted to express in her heart.
Walking leisurely along the stone path, the maid suddenly remembered the rumor that had been circulating since early morning. She seemed to be troubled by the news and asked Wanse beside her hesitantly, "Last night, a huge fire broke out in Shuxue Tower. It burned to rubble overnight, and the news spread all over the capital. You said that teahouse is located in the most prosperous area of the East Market. How could it suddenly catch fire?"
Chu Qingluo paused after hearing this, feeling that the news was spreading faster than she had expected. She pretended to be puzzled and asked, "You have never been outside of the Siyue Mansion, how do you know this news?"
"Of course I know that. The servants in the mansion are all discussing this matter. Fortunately, no one was injured or killed." Meng Ying'er pondered over it and felt that there must be something else going on. She whispered a few more words, "You said the fire was so fierce, was it caused by human hands?"
When she glanced sideways, her eyes inadvertently fell on the gate of the mansion. The girl stopped talking in an instant and focused on her figure entering the mansion.
"Xu Anyao is back..."
Suddenly, she realized that she hadn't seen Miss Xu for a long time. Ever since General Sun was poisoned at the palace banquet, this arrogant figure had disappeared from the Qin Hall. Meng Ying'er was filled with emotion and couldn't find words to talk to him for a while.
Following his gaze, she saw the once arrogant woman walking towards the courtyard in confusion, exhausted and frightened.
, walking forward step by step with melancholy.
We will do our best to protect him from being implicated. After this person suffers this disaster, he should no longer be as arrogant and domineering as before and put on an attitude of superiority.
Chu Qingluo watched for a moment and whispered, "The young lady from the Xu family was able to return home unharmed this time because Mr. Qu intended to protect her."
"Benefactor?"
Surprised, she blurted out the question. Meng looked around and saw that the other noble ladies strolling in the garden all looked at her in a daze. She was afraid that she would be criticized for several days. After a long while, she murmured, "She went into the side hall. She must have been summoned by the master for questioning."
She watched the woman walk into the side hall, and then she could no longer see the scene in the hall. She could only guess that Miss Xu had survived the disaster and would inevitably cry for half a day.
"Mr. Qu was able to get Qin Ji out of prison unharmed. This move allowed the girls in the mansion to focus on their studies without having to worry about it."
Meng Ying'er felt that what she said made sense. She pondered it intently, and replied with a slight realization: "Hearing what you said, it is true. Xu Anyao is very lucky and has a long life. If it weren't for the protection of the master, he might have died unjustly by now..."
She estimated that the teacher would take half a day to comfort Xu Anyao, but she did not expect that the teacher would not come to the main classroom to teach until dusk.
When she thought about how Han Yuqingying comforted Xu Anyao in the elegant room, she felt a little melancholy.
Perhaps I won’t be able to see you today, sir, so we can only discuss everything later.
She lowered her head and stared at the jade zither for a while, and had no intention of practicing the music anymore. Chu Qingluo walked slowly through the side yard and heard faint sobbing sounds, which disturbed her mind for no reason.
"Is Miss Xu still in there?" she asked Fu Guang who was standing beside her. When she asked, she realized that she was asking a question she already knew the answer to.
Fu Guang replied respectfully, bowing to her and her group: "Miss Chu, I am here."
She hesitated for a moment before lowering her voice and asking, "Is the master here too?"
Asking this question was obviously unnecessary. Xu Anyao was still waiting in the elegant hall, and the master was naturally...
"Hmm," Fu Guang was confused by the question and hesitated to speak. Hearing Miss Xu's sobs drifting out, he asked cautiously, "Do you need to send a message?"
Chu Qingluo glanced at the elegant room in the courtyard again. The doors and windows were tightly closed, so she couldn't see clearly. She sighed and gave up, then walked back to her boudoir alone: "No need, wait until Miss Xu leaves, then you can say that I was here."
She returned to the private room and admired the moon alone by the window until midnight, but she never heard the knock on the door. She felt inexplicably upset and lay down in the tent, wanting to sleep peacefully.
Just as she was lying down, the expected knock on the door sounded.
She lay quietly under her covers, thinking that if her husband had heard Fu Guang's message, he would come looking for her. Why was she so worried just now?
"Are you asleep?"
Qu Han stopped knocking on the door and opened his lips coldly, with a hint of tenderness in his coldness.
Seeing that he was lying still, she replied coldly, letting the person outside the door come in without any scruples: "The door is not locked, you can push it in."
The door was then gently pushed open, and a figure as white as the moon and snow slowly entered the room. He closed the door and window, looked at the delicate figure on the couch, and stood there quietly for a long time without saying a word.
Seeing that he was silent, Chu Qingluo felt sleepy and said vaguely, "If you have nothing to say, I will go to sleep."
"Did you come to see me during the day?" Recalling Fu Guang's report, he hesitated for a moment and suddenly asked.
The clear words lingered in her ears like the sound of a piano. She simply stood up and lit a red candle, so that the candlelight could illuminate his face more clearly and his words were spoken calmly.
"So what if he has looked for her? Isn't he still with another girl?"
She actually blamed him for the incident with Miss Xu...
Qu Hanjin heard the sound and stood quietly beside the desk. Perhaps it was the first time he saw her jealous, but he didn't know how to respond. The usual coldness between his brows disappeared.
The Xu family was a well-known and prestigious family, and since their daughter had been innocently imprisoned due to an incident, he naturally wanted to comfort her. The young master calmly reasoned with her, carefully gazing at her delicate face as he spoke.
"Miss Xu just got out of jail and is feeling restless. I can't just abandon her."
Besides, she was the one who caused the trouble, so she could just treat it as a silent apology to Xu Anyao. What was the difficulty in that?
Chu Qingluo seemed to understand the meaning of the words, and the displeasure in her eyes became even more intense.
The candlelight was dim, and she didn't even look up, her eyes flickering with the candlelight: "The teacher is really fair, treating every student equally. I won't bother you if you are busy soothing everyone's emotions."
"I apologize to Qingluo. What I did today was indeed inappropriate. I will be more careful in the future."
He ignored the beauty in front of him, lightly raised his sleeves and embraced her from behind.
His long, bony fingers gently grasped the woman's slender waist, and he was reluctant to let go once he touched it.
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