Chapter 16 The Feelings Influenced by the Fragrance of Qiluo
“Lord Lu is joking. I have no grudge against Young Master Yan, so why would I hire someone to hurt him?” She met his gaze calmly. “Lord Lu, you cannot wrong an innocent person.”
Lu Yuan merely snorted coldly and said, "Then it seems I have no choice but to take those people back to the Imperial Prison and interrogate them thoroughly to find out who ordered them."
"you!"
Jiang Zhi recalled that she had worn a veil and used a different name when she met Li Yuanhu, so Li Yuanhu wouldn't know her identity, and neither would his subordinates.
Even under severe torture, they couldn't get her to confess.
Lu Yuan was trying to trick her.
Thinking of this, Jiang Zhi calmed down and said, "I have no right to interfere with how Lord Lu intends to torture me. Please do as you see fit."
After saying that, he was about to leave.
But Lu Yuan pulled her back.
Jiang Zhi lost her balance and bumped into his chest, then slammed the back of her head against the hard wall behind her, letting out a cry of pain.
"hiss--"
She rubbed her aching head, looked up, and frowned at him.
What exactly does Lu Yuan want to do?
Lu Yuan, used to catching criminals, couldn't control his strength for a moment. Looking at the woman in front of him with slightly red eyes glaring at him, he looked a little unnatural. "What's the rush? I have something to discuss with you."
Jiang Zhi immediately became alert.
“Commander Lu, the assassin matter really has nothing to do with me. I have told you everything I know. If you ask me again, I can’t say anything more.”
“Of course I know,” Lu Yuan said. “I’m just here to inform you that the assassin has been captured.”
He had intended to send someone to the Jiang residence to inform her of the news, so she wouldn't have to worry about it day and night. Today, he happened to run into her on the street, followed her into the alley, and heard Yan Wenkang's foul language.
Regardless of whether Jiang Zhi did it or not, he will not interfere.
Yan Wenkang deserved his punishment; he should have suffered long ago.
"Really? That's wonderful!" Jiang Zhi didn't even care about the pain. "Lord Lu's speed and bravery in handling cases are truly commendable."
Now Lu Yuan will no longer suspect her, and she won't have to be on tenterhooks every time she sees him.
Her smile was genuine, and her eyes sparkled, filled with a clear light that made it impossible to look away.
Lu Yuan then realized that the two of them were too close at the moment.
Because the alley was too narrow, there was not much distance between the two of them. He only needed to look down to see her small and delicate face, with thick black eyelashes, a straight nose, and a bright red tongue that flashed by as her lips opened and closed.
His throat tightened for no reason, and the images of him on horseback suddenly flooded his mind, along with the feeling of being influenced by the fragrance of Qiluo.
His expression changed slightly, and he immediately retreated to create distance.
What's going on? The effects of the medicine in his body have long since dissipated, so why does he still feel this dry mouth and throat?
Jiang Zhi was completely unaware of anything, and only asked him, "Then did this Qiluo fragrance come from the backyard of the Earl Zhongqin's mansion, or from that ordinary-looking maid?"
Lu Yuan suppressed the trembling in his heart and didn't intend to hide this from her. "It was that maid. She was the personal maid of the young lady in Qifeng Tower. She was out shopping for her mistress. The assassin went to her young lady's place the night before the assassination."
Upon hearing the name Qifeng Tower, Jiang Zhi's eyes flickered.
Just as I expected.
Just like the man she spoke to in her past life.
The assassin is a monk at Puzhao Temple, but he is in love with a girl at Qifeng Tower. What no one knows is that this case is also related to Yan Wenkang, but not because of Qiluoxiang.
Unfortunately, she has no evidence at the moment. If she reveals too much to Lu Yuan, she will only get herself into trouble. She must plan carefully.
She didn't ask any further questions, but instead curtsied to Lu Yuan, "Thank you for informing me, Lord Lu. As for today's matter..."
Lu Yuan then smiled, a smile that was no longer cold and scrutinizing, but rather more human. "Miss Jiang has already said that this matter has nothing to do with you. I am busy with many affairs of state, how could I have time to care about such trivial matters as fighting?"
I was just trying to scare her.
Jiang Zhi laughed along and began to flatter him, "Lord Lu is very perceptive, I admire you greatly."
“Yan Wenkang is vindictive and has ill intentions. Miss Jiang, you should be careful,” Lu Yuan couldn’t help but remind her. “I have said all I have to say. Farewell.”
After saying that, he flashed and disappeared into the dark alley.
When Jiang Zhi went out, Qing Xing was already waiting at the intersection with the coachman, just as she had instructed.
"Young Miss, I see that the Second Young Miss has already entered Linglongzhai," Qingxing reported after getting into the carriage.
Jiang Zhi nodded.
After that, there was nothing more for her to do.
Linglongzhai was a property of the Marquis of Wuyi's mansion. She remembered clearly that on this day in her previous life, she had just arrived at the entrance of Linglongzhai when she saw the carriage of the Marquis of Wuyi's mansion. The Marquis of Wuyi's wife, supported by her nanny, was respectfully welcomed upstairs by the female manager of Linglongzhai.
At that time, I looked at Lady Wuyi from afar and sighed that she was indeed one of the two beauties of the capital. Even after recovering from a serious illness, she was still as beautiful as ever. No wonder she could give birth to a son of heaven like Xie Qi.
At the same time, Linglongzhai.
Inside the private room on the top floor, the noise from downstairs was kept out through the carved threshold. Lady Wuyi, the wife of the Marquis of Wuyi, sat by the window reviewing account books, while her personal attendant, Granny Cui, couldn't help but mutter to herself.
“Madam, you have just recovered from your illness. The Marquis instructed you to rest at home. This kind of accounting matter can be left to this old servant. Why do you have to make the trip yourself?”
Lady Wuyi had been ill some time ago, and her face was still somewhat haggard and pale, but she still retained her gentle and graceful demeanor.
"It's alright. I felt stifled staying at home, so I'm going out today to clear my head." She picked up the herbal tea beside her and took a sip.
At this moment, the female manager knocked on the door and came in, saying that she had something important to report, and she seemed a little hesitant.
Granny Cui immediately frowned. "I have already instructed Madam not to overwork herself, and not to disturb her no matter what happens. What punishment will you be for if you tire Madam out?"
The female manager forced herself to say, "Someone brought this jade pendant to Linglongzhai just now. It looks very familiar to me, but I dare not make a decision on my own. I can only come up here to ask Madam for her opinion."
“This is…” Granny Cui stepped forward and took the jade pendant from her hand, then handed it to the Lady of Wuyi in surprise.
Lady Wuyi recognized the dragon jade pendant at a glance as belonging to her son. She recalled how he had rushed back that night to visit her, and although he had changed his clothes, she could still smell the lingering scent of blood on him.
I wonder what kind of injury he suffered this time.
He only stayed for the time it takes to drink a cup of tea before hurriedly leaving again. Before leaving, he told her about how he was mistaken for an assassin at Puzhao Temple, how he was rescued by Miss Jiang from the Minister's Mansion, and how she left him a jade pendant as a token.
"Where did you get this jade pendant?" she asked.
The female steward immediately reported, "Madam, it is Miss Jiang from the Minister's residence who came to the shop to have the jade pendant re-stitched because the tassel on it is loose and dirty. I think this jade pendant is very likely from our Marquis's residence, so I brought it up here under the pretext of comparing the colors for your decision."
Lady Wuyi nodded. It was indeed the Jiang family of the Minister's mansion, so there was no mistake.
"Does Madam wish to take back the young master's jade pendant?" asked Granny Cui.
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