Chapter 226: One for One, the Emperor Drinks
Ji Qingwu didn't understand what it was exactly.
But it’s not a big-headed pear after all.
Mo Lingling stared at the dagger: "But at that time, the only person who could come to save me was Li Chengxun. The Mo family members were either dead or exiled. No one would care whether I lived or died."
Ji Qingwu reminded her of this fact again.
"Now that Li Chengxun has denied saving you, you might as well recall it carefully when you have time."
She pushed the clothes aside, her tone still gentle.
"What you need to do now is to simply tidy up, put on clean clothes first, and then leave the princess's mansion as soon as possible."
"There is no rush to clarify what happened back then."
Mo Lingling suppressed her confused thoughts and picked up her dress.
But the room is not big and there is no private space specifically separated for changing clothes.
But since they were all women, Mo Lingling didn't shy away. She turned her back and quietly took off her dirty clothes.
Ji Qingwu looked at the knife handle on the table. The fine patterns on it showed that it was made of solid jujube wood.
Suddenly, someone knocked on the door of the room from outside.
Mo Lingling, who had just stripped naked, shuddered.
Ji Qingwu calmly made a hushing gesture to her.
She walked towards the door, and through the crack in the door, she could vaguely make out a man in black.
The person at the door asked in a low voice: "Miss Ji, are you in there?"
This sound is like the sound of the wind singing in the night.
Ji Qingwu confirmed the other party's identity with a little surprise: "Master Duan?"
Mo Lingling's hands, which were wearing clothes, stopped moving uncontrollably.
The reason why she was convinced from the bottom of her heart that the person who came to save her must be Li Chengxun was because when Mo's father was in trouble, only the Li family helped.
On the boat, when her clothes were torn by the bandits, her hands and feet were tied and her eyes were covered with a black cloth, she kept shouting, hoping someone would come to rescue her.
But who can come? No one can come.
She could only place this meager hope on her childhood sweetheart, Li Chengxun. She called Li Chengxun's name thousands of times in her heart, and she never thought that there would be another person who would come to rescue her.
Now, on Li Chengxun's wedding day, with a face-to-face confrontation, everything was overturned.
At this moment, I heard Duan Mingfeng's voice again...
Mo Lingling felt like a string in her head had completely broken.
He obviously hates himself the most.
He once pushed her into a pile of rubble, and her knee was bruised and bloody, but he didn't even help her up.
Duan Mingfeng only knew how to bully her and never treated her well, so how could he risk his life to save her?
He even promised her that he would help her avenge her father.
After the strings in Mo Lingling's mind broke, they tangled together and rolled into a knot.
Seeing Duan Mingfeng outside the door, Ji Qingwu opened the door a crack.
As a result, when I glanced at her from the corner of my eye, I saw that Mo Lingling was still in a daze. It took her half a cup of tea to put on her clothes, but she still hadn't put them on properly.
She reacted quickly and slammed the door.
The speed was so fast that it almost hit Duan Mingfeng's tall nose.
Ji Qingwu said: "Master Duan, please wait a moment."
Through the door, Duan Mingfeng touched his nose and said, "Miss Ji, I won't go in. Can you come out for a moment?"
Ji Qingwu asked, "Is it urgent?"
Duan Mingfeng thought for a moment and said, "It's not urgent."
Ji Qingwu waved his hand, telling Mo Lingling, who was still dawdling, to hurry up and change her clothes.
She asked casually: "How did Lord Duan know that I was here?"
Duan Mingfeng lowered his head. There was a row of muddy footprints left by Mo Lingling at the door.
He was silent for a moment and said, "The Duan family has a unique secret skill, which is the tracking technique."
Hearing his words, Ji Qingwu also paused.
Then he said, "...I heard that families with secret skills would have something like a family emblem. Does your family have one?"
Duan Mingfeng said: "Yes."
Tracking, Secret Emblem...
Ji Qingwu looked at the dagger on the table and the two circles hooked together.
She asked, "What does your family crest look like?"
Duan Mingfeng didn't understand why he asked this, and replied: "It is the Qiankun Circle taken from the word Xuan."
Ji Qingwu nodded solemnly.
She knew that these two circles were not simple.
Mo Lingling:! ! !
The two looked at each other, and Ji Qingwu felt that Mo Lingling would need more time to digest the second wave of impact tonight.
Ji Qingwu asked through the door: "Master Duan, why did you come to see me?"
Duan Mingfeng explained his purpose: "The emperor is drinking in the front hall, and Eunuch Li is serving him and can't leave, so he asked me to come."
Ji Qingwu didn't hear anything wrong. It was normal for the emperor's brother to drink a few more glasses to celebrate Princess Qingyun's wedding.
She asked puzzledly, "Why did Eunuch Li ask you to look for me?"
Duan Mingfeng thought of the scene before he came here, and said implicitly: "The emperor has drunk all the generals at the same table, and is now drinking with General Wei."
Ji Qingwu opened the door, his eyes filled with surprise.
No wonder Li Yuzong called her over for help.
First he got the generals drunk, and then he drank with Wei Ting.
Concubine Wei in the palace could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and no one in the Wei family could not drink a lot.
Ji Qingwu said: "The Prince Consort and Princess Qingyun were also here, didn't they try to persuade His Majesty?"
The door opened, Duan Mingfeng's gaze shifted for a moment, and he shook his head and said, "I can't persuade him at all."
That's right. Princess Qingyun would tremble if she said a word more in front of her royal brother, not to mention Li Chengxun.
There should be someone else in the front hall who can persuade the emperor.
Ji Qingwu continued, "I have to go to court tomorrow morning. Drinking is bad for my health. Didn't Princess Huachang go over to persuade him?"
Duan Mingfeng said: "The princess left the table a long time ago."
Ji Qingwu asked again: "Where is Prince Yong? Didn't he go over to stop the drinking?"
Three cobblers can still be better than one Zhuge Liang. Prince Yong is a frequent visitor to all kinds of sensual occasions, so he should have no problem with drinking.
Duan Mingfeng said: "Prince Yong is already drunk."
He explained: "The prince got himself drunk."
I finally have a chance to show my talents, but why is Zhao Minghong so useless?
Ji Qingwu shook his head and saw that there was no one around, so he pulled Duan Mingfeng in.
"Master Duan, please keep an eye on Miss Mo for a while. Don't let her be discovered by the princess's people. I'll go to the front hall. How about that?"
One for one, Duan Mingfeng had no objection and quickly agreed.
"Just right."
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The atmosphere in the front hall is high.
No one expected that Emperor Wu Su would become interested and order Li Yuzong to bring wine glasses so that he could have fun with his guests.
The emperor sat directly at the head of the table where Wei Ting was seated. Many of the people at the table were Wei Ting's subordinates.
These generals were a little reserved at first, but one or two could not sit still and began to whisper to each other.
"I have never drunk with the emperor. When I was in the Northern Army, I never saw the emperor drink."
"You go and make a toast first. It's not appropriate not to drink at this wedding banquet."
"I'll start, and you have to follow."
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