Chapter 567: Knocked Out and Carried Over
Lu Xiang hid in a secluded place and watched He Xiong bring the people in and close the door.
Not long after, he came out of the house and left without looking back.
Lu Xiang and the others couldn't see He Xiong, so they said to He Zhiyan and Lu Qiao, "Wait for me here, I'll go in and take a look."
She and Song Yanjun are sworn siblings, and their marriage was granted by imperial decree. Even if someone saw them, no rumors would spread. Although this is the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion, it would be inappropriate to let He Zhiyan in.
He Zhiyan understood and didn't want to be polite with Lu Xiang at this time: "Okay, then you be careful."
Lu Xiang nodded, then quickly walked to the front of the house and pushed the door open.
"who?"
A delicate shout suddenly sounded. When Lu Xiang heard the voice, a chill instantly spread across his brows. The next moment, he saw He Zhimiao, who was startled, walking out from behind the screen.
The moment he saw Lu Xiang, He Zhimiao's expression suddenly changed: "Lu Xiang..."
How come she is here?
Without waiting for He Zhimiao to come back to her senses, Lu Xiang picked up the stool next to him and smashed it down at her.
BANG——
He Zhimiao was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes went dark and he fell heavily to the ground.
He Zhiyan and Lu Qiao, who were waiting outside the house, heard the noise coming from inside and looked at each other.
Lu Qiao: "What's that sound?"
He Zhiyan's face tensed up, and he hurriedly said, "Go in and take a look."
The sound didn't sound right.
The two of them hurried into the house, and as soon as they pushed the door open, they saw He Zhimiao lying unconscious on the ground. What shocked them the most was that He Zhimiao's clothes were disheveled. He had taken off his outer clothes long ago, and was wearing an inner shirt. At this moment, the collar of his shirt was half open, and the red bellyband inside could be vaguely seen...
He Zhiyan's face froze, and he strode behind the screen: "Xiang Xiang!"
Lu Xiang was sitting beside the bed and gently pushed Song Yanjun: "Brother, brother..."
Song Yanjun had his eyes tightly closed, his cheeks were abnormally red, and his brows were slightly furrowed as if he was feeling uncomfortable. As Lu Xiang shook him, he heard a faint groan.
"Can Prince Song wake up? We shouldn't stay here for long." He Zhiyan asked.
The moment He Zhiyan saw He Zhimiao's disheveled clothes, he knew what they were planning.
The second uncle wanted to take advantage of the fact that Prince Song was drunk and make He Zhimiao have sex with him. He might even catch them in bed later.
Lu Xiang knew this, so he wanted to wake up Song Yanjun and take him away quickly.
However, Song Yanjun was unconscious and they couldn't do anything about it.
"Sixth sister." Lu Xiang suddenly called out.
"Third sister, you say."
"Go find Ah Man." Ah Man is very strong and she can easily carry Song Yanjun by herself.
Lu Qiao quickly responded, "Okay."
"Since He Xiong wants to plot against him, he will definitely not let him leave easily. Now there are guests outside, and there is no way to leave quietly without alerting anyone. If he is seen, people will make wild guesses and people's gossip is scary. He will not be able to clear himself even if he jumps into the Yellow River. In case the people from the second house are unwilling to give up, find a place where it is easy to hide and watch him, so that no one can take advantage of him again."
He Zhiyan pondered for a moment, looked at Lu Xiang and said, "Let's go to my place. I will watch him in the house under the pretext of feeling unwell. Anyway, I have been weak since I was a child, so a sudden illness will not attract attention. As long as Second Uncle cannot find Prince Song, he will have to give up. Wait until the guests leave later, and then you can ask Ah Man to take him out through the back door."
Lu Xiang thought about it and then nodded.
As long as Song Yanjun "disappeared", no matter how many conspiracies and tricks the Second House had in mind, they would not be able to carry them out.
He actually dared to plot against Song Yanjun. This account must be settled.
Suddenly, Lu Xiang asked again: "Do you have any troublesome servants in your house?"
"A troublesome servant?" He Zhiyan was confused for a moment, but did not ask any more questions. He looked at Lu Xiang and said, "Yes, what kind do you want?"
Lu Xiang looked outside the screen, the coldness in his eyes was like a layer of ice, which made people shudder.
"I want the one who is the most troublesome. Since He Zhimiao doesn't care about her innocence and reputation, I will help her."
He Zhiyan understood instantly: "Since Second Uncle wants to plot against Prince Song, he must have a trick up his sleeve. We have to hurry. Do you have any idea to lure the servant over here?"
"No need to lead him here." Lu Xiang said, "After Ah Man brings my brother to you, let Liu Liu take her to find the servant. Just make sure he is alone. Once Ah Man is knocked unconscious, just bring him here directly."
As they were talking, Lu Qiao quickly came back with Ah Man, and Yun Lu was also with them.
Yunlu looked at He Zhimiao who was lying in the outer room, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes, and she turned around to tell the Queen that the second branch of the He family was so bold that they actually set their sights on the Crown Prince, which was simply courting death.
"Miss." Ah Man stepped over He Zhimiao and walked inside as if she saw nothing.
Lu Xiang: "Ah Man, quickly take Prince Song to Sister Yan's courtyard. Be careful not to be seen by others. Then follow Liu Liu to find someone, knock him out and bring him here. Be quick."
"Oh, okay." Ah Man nodded hurriedly, walked to the bed, adjusted the angle, grabbed Song Yanjun's arm, and carried the whole person on his shoulders.
He Zhiyan immediately took his men away.
In order to make sure his daughter and Song Yanjun could get married, He Xiong found a place and arranged it so that no one would come in the short term, but she didn't have much time left.
Then, Lu Xiang walked towards the outer room, with a frosty look on his cold face. He bent down and stripped He Zhimiao's clothes, leaving only a bellyband and trousers. Then he took one of her hands and dragged her to the inner room as if she were a corpse.
Seeing this, Lu Qiao hurried over to help, and together they moved the person to the bed.
Just as they finished, Ah Man came back carrying the servant.
She put the unconscious servant on the bed. Lu Xiang stood beside the bed and reached out his hand.
When Lu Xiang's fingers were about to touch the servant, Yun Lu shouted in shock, "Miss San, what are you doing?"
"Take off his clothes." Lu Xiang turned his head, blinked, and said.
Yun Lu's mouth twitched slightly, and she strode towards Lu Xiang and pulled her off the bed: "I'm here, your servant."
The Third Miss is of noble status, how could she touch a lowly servant, let alone a man.
Yunlu quickly stripped the servant's clothes, leaving only a pair of underwear, and then pulled Lu Xiang away.
Lu Qiao followed closely, took a step forward and then stepped back, tore off the only remaining bellyband on He Zhimin, and then put her hand on the servant.
Even though I couldn't do anything because I was dizzy, I couldn't let her go easily.
After they left the house and walked away, Lu Qiao rubbed her hands and said, "Third sister, what are we going to do next?"
Lu Xiang: "Watch the show."
A drama troupe was scheduled for the afternoon, so after lunch everyone moved to another place.
After sitting down, the old lady took the play list and selected two plays first, and then passed it around one by one. Some people selected another play, while others just smiled and passed it to others.
The maids served tea to everyone and brought fruits and snacks.
She had just sung halfway through the song when she suddenly saw a maid hurriedly walking towards the wife of Marquis Wu'an.
Seeing her reckless appearance, the wife of Marquis Wu'an frowned unhappily: "What's the matter that makes you so flustered?"
With so many guests here, it makes people feel that there are no rules in their mansion.
The maid bowed and pleaded guilty: "Madam, please forgive me. I have something important to report."
"What's wrong?" Mrs. He asked after hearing this.
Maid: "Prince Song is missing."
The wife of Marquis Wu'an was startled: "What do you mean it's gone?"
How could a living person just disappear out of thin air? Does this damn girl know how to speak?
"The prince was drunk and had a headache. The second master asked me to make some sobering tea and bring it to him, but when I returned to the room, I didn't see the prince." The maid said anxiously.
Madam He quickly said to He Yu, "What should we do? Send someone to look for him immediately. Make sure nothing happens."
He Yu looked devastated: "Someone, go to the front yard and search carefully."
It’s so terrible that Prince Song disappeared from his mansion.
If he can't find the person, he can take the head to see the Duke of Anguo.
He Yu was so anxious that he saw He Xiong sitting next to him and immediately scolded him angrily: "Second brother, how did you take care of the prince? You knew he was drunk, but you didn't send someone to watch him?"
How could he have imagined that He Xiong didn't take anyone to the room in the front yard at all. After sending Song Yanjun to the room where He Zhimiao was, He Xiong pretended to come out of the front yard and asked a maid to make sobering tea for Song Yanjun.
The maidservant did not suspect anything, and made some sobering tea and went to the room that He Xiong mentioned. Not seeing Song Yanjun, she naturally came to report in panic.
He Xiong's eyes flickered slightly, and he replied unyieldingly: "Why didn't I send someone to take care of him? Didn't I ask the maid to make him some sobering lotus tea? Maybe the prince woke up halfway and walked out of the room, and accidentally entered another room. Big brother, just send someone to look for him. As long as the mansion is safe, the prince will be fine."
He Yu was so angry that he choked and walked away with his sleeves swinging.
The wife of Marquis Wu'an was not in the mood to sit and watch the show. She was about to get up to look for Song Yanjun, but Luo said first: "Sister-in-law, as the mistress, it is not convenient for her to leave the table. Let me help find someone."
She didn't know whether her daughter and Prince Song had succeeded, so she had to go there in person, lest she be seen by the eldest son's wife and talk nonsense to protect Song Yanjun.
What she hated most was that Miao'er married into a rich family and became a burden to He Zhimin in the future.
When Madam He heard what Luo said, she nodded and agreed, "The second son's wife is right. You are the host. It is not appropriate to leave the table at this time. How will the guests view our mansion?"
Seeing this, the wife of Marquis Wu'an could only grit her teeth and nodded: "Then I'll have to trouble my second brother and sister-in-law to take care of it."
Luo smiled and said, "That's natural."
When Song Yanjun becomes her son-in-law, even the wives of Marquis Wu'an will have to be respectful when they see her. Maybe with the help of Duke Anguo and the Queen, her master will be able to become a marquis, and her son will be the distinguished heir of the marquisate in the future.
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