Chapter 362 People Came to the House
Were those missing soldiers not used for live dissection, but instead trained to be assassins?!
Upon realizing this, Lu Qingqing immediately stood up.
"The Holy Healer Sect must be eradicated, Sixi. Don't rush. Those who do evil will perish!"
Lu Qingqing hurriedly went to find Jin Diandian.
Jin Diandian and her son seemed to have suffered a major blow, looking listless and dispirited.
"I ask you, who are those assassins from the Holy Healer Sect who were poisoned with Gu?"
She didn't ask them if they knew about the assassins from the Holy Healer Sect, but instead assumed they did, which was actually a test.
But their expressions proved once again that they were unaware.
"What kind of poison is this? It's from an assassin. Can you give us some food first? The cornbread is really too hard..."
The mother and daughter looked at Lu Qingqing pitifully.
"..."
The reason you're feeling listless is because you're hungry!
These two are truly stupid, case closed!
“Alright, I’ll give you plenty of fish and meat, no problem. You write a letter to Ouyang Bingyan and trick her into coming to Ming’an County.”
“I’ll write it, I’ll write it. She killed so many people, so I’ll clean house for my master.”
...
Lu Qingqing hadn't even arrived home yet when Mo Lang rushed over, his handsome face flushed, looking rather nervous.
"What's wrong? Did you get chased away by a girl again?"
Mo Lang, this handsome young man, is constantly chased by the girls in the village, who want to give him gifts. He's always scared and hides away, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.
"Oh my, your face is so red. Are you cross-eyed? Who is it? Xiao Huan? Chun Ya? Or Yu Yu? Chun Ya is a bit reckless, she might have pounced on you!"
"Master, what nonsense are you talking about! People have come to the house!" Mo Lang said, seemingly both annoyed and embarrassed.
I've never seen Mo Lang look like this before!
Something's not right, something's really not right.
Lu Qingqing was genuinely curious: "Your lover?"
"master!"
"Okay, okay, I won't say anymore." Lu Qingqing paused for a moment, then added, "It must be a girl."
"It's a girl, but not the one you're thinking of!"
Mo Lang couldn't hold back any longer, "Master, can you find out if the two are related by blood?"
"No, you think too highly of me."
"But Lu Yun said you can!"
"No, I can only check if the blood types are the same, but... well, this is too complicated to explain in a short time, and I can't find out anyway."
"What, your lover's come looking for you with the child?"
Mo Lang nearly exploded: "I told you it's not a lover! It's the Seventh Princess!"
"Ah, the Seventh Princess?"
"Yes! The Seventh Princess was sent to marry a foreign ruler, but the young master had her intercepted and brought here! This is a letter from the young master to you!"
Mo Lang handed the letter to Lu Qingqing.
"What's wrong with the Seventh Princess? You're blushing and getting excited, it's either your lover or your crush."
Mo Lang finally clenched his fists and stomped his foot: "She's not a lover, nor is she a secret crush! I suspect she's my lost sister! Do you understand now!"
Understood!
But she really had no way of testing their relationship!
The only way to prove this is to find the person who took his sister away back then, right?
Mo Lang was somewhat disappointed. "Master, then please take a look later and see if we look alike."
"OK!"
When Lu Qingqing returned home, she saw a pretty little girl sitting on a wooden stool in the courtyard.
Her eyebrows were like spring mountains, her eyes like autumn waters, her lips like cherry blossoms, her face small and delicate, and her appearance was so pitiful that I couldn't help but feel sorry for her.
She slightly raised her chin, clasped her hands together, and straightened her back, sitting upright as if on a throne, adopting a haughty posture.
Qiaoxiu, Linye, and Chaolu were all watching her curiously from the side.
He carried water and fruit, asking her if she was thirsty or hungry.
The little girl shook her head with a straight face, as if she disdained to speak to anyone.
As soon as Lu Qingqing entered, her hands tightened slightly, a fleeting look of defensiveness and tension in her eyes.
But upon seeing Mo Lang, she relaxed slightly.
The guard who escorted her here quietly reported to Lu Qingqing before bowing and leaving.
Seeing this, the little girl became nervous again, clenching her hands tightly.
Lu Qingqing saw it clearly and couldn't help but laugh: "What's your name?"
"I am the Seventh Princess of the Great Gan Dynasty."
"I'm asking for your name. Even princesses have names."
“You are just commoners, how dare you call me by my name?”
The voice was crisp and clear, with a touch of softness and a hint of sternness.
Lu Qingqing took out Ji Ruyan's letter and waved it in front of her:
"Your brother sold you to me, and you still think you're a princess?"
The little girl's eyes widened. "You're talking nonsense! My brother, the Crown Prince, only asked you to take care of me."
She looked at Mo Lang, who remained silent.
She panicked.
Lu Qingqing added, "Not only that, your brother sold himself to me. I'm his savior. To prevent him from going back on his word, I even poisoned him. He has to listen to me for the rest of his life."
The little girl stood there, stunned.
Mo Lang remained silent.
He stood behind Lu Qingqing, a posture that clearly indicated he regarded Lu Qingqing as his priority.
It's clear that what Lu Qingqing said was true.
Even the Crown Prince's personal guards belong to someone else.
The little girl's carefully maintained arrogance crumbled at the slightest touch.
Tears welled up without warning, like a dam bursting.
Poor thing.
They were heartbroken for all of them.
Lu Qingqing scratched her head; she hadn't expected this little girl to be so fragile.
She's a princess, after all.
"You, you mustn't poison my Crown Prince brother... You can poison me, okay? I'll obey, I'll obey, I'll do whatever you want, I'll work for you, I eat very little."
Yes, my name is Ji Qingyao, my name is Ji Qingyao…
The little girl's eyes were red and she cried silently, tears falling like clear crystals onto her hands.
It breaks everyone's heart to see it.
Lin Ye took out a handkerchief she had just embroidered and used it to wipe away her tears. She herself was reluctant to use that handkerchief!
Chaolu jumped around excitedly, even bringing Xibao's wave drum to coax her.
"Sister, tell her quickly! She's so pitiful, she must have been bullied." Qiaoxiu cried out anxiously.
Lu Qingqing agreed.
The little girl looked sad and aggrieved, probably because she was forced into a marriage alliance and had been terrified along the way.
"I'm just kidding, I'm just kidding. Your brother didn't sell you to me, he just wanted me to take care of you. I didn't poison him either, you're perfectly fine."
The little girl couldn't believe it, and looked at Mo Lang again through teary eyes.
Lu Qingqing glared at Mo Lang.
Mo Lang nodded: "Yes, Princess, everything is fine."
The tears stopped.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Seeing that she looked tired, Lu Qingqing asked Chaolu to make the bed.
"From now on, you'll sleep with me."
Anyway, someone comes to her bed every now and then, and she's gotten used to it.
Who knew that this time, finally someone didn't want to sleep with her anymore.
"Can I... not sleep with you?" Ji Qingyao asked timidly in a low voice.
"Then sleep with me?" Lin Ye asked softly.
“Come with me, come with me, sleep between me and my mother,” Qiaoxiu said.
Ji Qingyao looked at Mo Lang.
Lu Qingqing: "..."
What's going on between these two?!
Mo Lang's face darkened. "Master, don't misunderstand. The princess means that she wants to sleep alone and has me guard her."
"Oh, I see. You used to sleep with her in your arms?"
"No, there are guards in the princess's palace. It's just that I met the princess once before, and she recognized my voice as soon as she arrived, so she might... think I'm not a stranger."
Oh, I see.
The little girl feels insecure.
"Then take her to your place first, and calm her down."
Mo Lang's little house is now very nicely tidied up, and a small yard has been added around it!
"Yes, Master."
After Mo Lang finished speaking, he didn't leave immediately. He looked at Lu Qingqing again, his eyes filled with questions.
"Oh, it doesn't look like it at all!"
The little girl's crying face was just like her young master's—tearful and heartbreaking.
How does he resemble Mo Lang in any way?
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