Chapter 91: Fearful and forgetful that he was once despised by the entire capital...
In the darkness of the night, the servant hurried back to the house carrying two jars of wine, and called to the doorman, "Close the door quickly! Quick!"
The concierge yawned and asked slowly, "What's wrong?"
"I just came back from buying some wine and saw soldiers searching and interrogating people on both sides. I even went closer to take a closer look. The Dali Temple and Jingzhao Prefecture are both looking for a girl! The one we captured! They're about to come to us, so close the door quickly!"
"Come on, our Lord is here. I told them not to come in, do they dare to force their way in?" The doorman said nonchalantly.
The servant rolled his eyes at him. "Your Majesty, your words are yours. But what good is it for us to stop you from entering? Your Majesty is busy with something important, how dare you disturb him?"
Oh! He hadn't thought about it. The doorman realized what was happening and quickly closed the door, pretending that no one was in the yard.
Outside, Yan Zhi came over with a lantern and looked around.
They first went to the Pingyuan Marquis's residence during the day, where they were told the Marquis was not home. They assumed he was just trying to avoid them out of guilt, but when they checked his whereabouts, they found he had indeed not been home for two days. He was last seen nearby, but his exact location was still unclear.
Yanzhi went forward and knocked on the door. She waited at the door for a while, but there was no response.
"Have you checked here?"
Jiang Keyu walked over quickly with a frown on his face, but after several attempts, his anxiety and restlessness had reached its peak.
Yanzhi squinted and looked through the crack in the door. "It seems that no one is living here."
"No one?"
"My dear!"
While they were talking, a figure suddenly appeared in the shadows of the trees and knelt in front of Jiang Keyu.
It’s Aqi.
Jiang Keyu became even more angry when she saw him, "Where is the young lady?"
"I followed the group to this area, but they scattered and fled, and I lost them." Ah Qi was injured, but he didn't care. He felt guilty at the moment. "I am incompetent. I will leave it to you, my lord."
"What's the point of dealing with you? Hurry and find someone first!"
"yes!"
Yan Zhi stepped back and said, "Boss, there's no one at this house. Let's look for another one first."
They started searching from left to right. After Yan Zhi finished speaking, she continued to walk to the right, and Jiang Keyu did the same.
But after taking a few steps, the latter stopped and said, "Wait."
Yan Zhi, who was striding quickly, stopped in her tracks, turned around and asked, "What's wrong, Boss?"
"Look at your feet."
Yan Zhi lowered her head. The road was covered with snow, and her footprints were very obvious. But it seemed that there were more than just her footprints.
The other footprint was not noticeable because of the heavy snow that was falling, covering a lot of it, but if you looked closely, you could still make out its existence.
Yan Zhi lowered the lantern and followed the direction of the footprints. The door he knocked on was the one that had no response.
"Pretending to be alone?" He felt like he was being teased. He quickly turned back and pounded on the door, "Open the door!"
The servant and the doorman behind the door were frightened by the momentum and were so scared that they couldn't hold the wine in their hands.
"The Dali Temple is investigating a case. Open the door immediately!"
The concierge lowered his voice and asked, "What should I do?"
"Shh!" The servant gestured for silence. "Don't make a sound. If you're pretending to be dead, you have to pretend to be dead to the end."
"Stop her!"
The angry roar in the yard frightened the servant so much that he spilled the wine in his hand.
The two looked back and saw that many people were chasing them in the corridor. The girl in the front was holding up her skirt and running in panic and embarrassment, accompanied by the sound of bells.
"You two, help stop her!"
The doorman and the servant set off quickly to cooperate with them in encircling the front.
There were wolves in front and tigers behind, and Song Baoyuan was caught in the middle of the two gangs occupying the corridor, and she was in a dilemma.
Outside the courtyard, Yan Zhi pressed her ear against the door with a serious expression, "Boss, there seems to be some movement."
But no one opened the door.
"Boss." Yan Zhi turned around, "What should we do?"
"Don't touch me!"
Song Baoyuan screamed in surprise.
Jiang Keyu suddenly raised her eyes.
He seemed to hear Ayuan's voice.
"Bang the door!"
What if it really is true? He can't afford the risk, so he made a prompt decision.
Everyone from the Dali Temple stepped forward together, gathered together, and rammed the door.
The noise was terrifying in the dark night.
But everyone in the yard was focused on catching people and surrounding the isolated and helpless Song Baoyuan.
Song Baoyuan looked down from the railing, her burned hands shaking.
It looks a bit high down here, but I don't care about that.
She hardened her heart, climbed over the railing, closed her eyes and jumped down.
The maid behind her grabbed her arm but her hand was empty.
"Ring, ring, ring!"
The sound of the bells was also temporarily covered by the heavy snow.
"Bang!"
The latch broke and the door was forced open.
"Ayuan!"
"hiss!"
Song Baoyuan fell to the ground and screamed in pain. She couldn't help but curl up her body, but she suddenly looked up when she heard the sound.
As if the pain had caused her to hallucinate, she saw a familiar person running towards her.
But even if it was an illusion, she had no choice but to believe it. She quickly got up and tried to run over.
But she twisted her ankle when she jumped down, and as soon as she stood up, pain spread from the bottom of her foot in a flash. She took only half a step before she fell forward.
Fortunately, it was not the cold snow that caught her this time.
It was the man's solid chest and warm embrace.
Jiang Keyu ran over as fast as he could, knelt down to catch her, and snowflakes covered his face with fright.
"Hmm."
The suppressed crying sound trembled in Jiang Keyu's ears.
It pierced the flesh of his heart like a thorn.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm late." He spoke incoherently, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be afraid."
With slightly trembling hands, he tore off his cloak and wrapped it around Song Baoyuan, wrapping her tightly.
"It's okay, don't be afraid." He soothed softly, "Are you cold?"
Song Baoyuan bit her lip and clutched the clothes on his shoulders tightly, unable to suppress her grievance and fear.
She sobbed, and big tears rolled down her face, dripping onto Jiang Keyu's neck.
"What are you all doing here? Have you caught anyone?"
As soon as Pingyuan Hou's voice came out, Jiang Keyu looked towards the corridor and his eyes suddenly became much colder.
The maids and servants all withdrew, and the angry Marquis Pingyuan appeared in the corridor. His body was covered in large patches of charcoal dust, and his face was no longer as gentle as usual.
He inadvertently lowered his head and met Jiang Keyu's gaze, his eyes froze for a moment.
But he quickly reacted, lowering his head to brush off his robes. When he looked up again, the annoyance was gone from his face. "I was wondering why you were standing there. Turns out a guest has arrived."
He stood by the railing, looking down from above. "It's so late, and Jiang Shaoqing has come uninvited with such fanfare. Is there something important?"
"My Lord, why do you ask when you already know the answer?"
Pingyuan Hou twitched the corner of his mouth, "If you have something to say, please talk it over nicely. There's no need to get angry, Jiang Shaoqing."
Jiang Keyu suppressed her anger and said, "Aqi."
Aqi immediately walked over to him.
"Take the young lady back first."
"yes."
But when Song Baoyuan heard this, she grabbed his clothes even tighter, choked with sobs and couldn't speak, so she shook her head vigorously.
She looked disheveled and ashamed now, so how could she dare to follow others?
She was so frightened that Jiang Keyu was very nervous. He patted her back and said to her comfortingly, "No, don't go. Let's go home together. I will take you home."
Pingyuan Hou noticed something was wrong and became suspicious when he saw Jiang Keyu treating the person in her arms so carefully.
This doesn't look like a breakup, but it's clear that Madam Song has another lover.
Jiang Keyu helped Song Baoyuan up, tied her cloak, and while brushing off the snow, he glanced at her red bare feet, her overly revealing dress, and the finger marks on her shoulders and neck, and he couldn't help but clench his fists.
asshole.
He will have to pay the price later.
Jiang Keyu picked the person up and turned to leave.
Pingyuan Hou sensed something was wrong and walked quickly down the corridor, "Young Master Jiang, please wait."
Unless necessary, it is better not to become enemies with this person.
He blocked the way and said with an apologetic smile: "It's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding. I thought she was someone you, Jiang Shaoqing, were tired of playing with, so I lost my sense of proportion. I hope Jiang Shaoqing won't blame me."
"Get out of here!"
Jiang Keyu showed no mercy.
Pingyuan Hou's expression suddenly changed. "What did you say?"
"I told you to get out of here!"
"Jiang Keyu!" Pingyuan Hou's face suddenly turned cold. He had never been treated so rudely before.
He raised his voice to add to his momentum, "Don't be so shameless! She's just a broken woman, so what if I want her?"
"So what if I slept with her!"
Snow fell on a cold night, and in an instant, the sword was unsheathed.
Jiang Keyu suddenly freed her hand, drew out Aqi's sword, and pointed it directly at Pingyuan Hou's head.
Song Baoyuan fell, and although he still had one hand supporting her waist, the pain was unbearable when her feet landed. She leaned on Jiang Keyu to barely stand up, gritting her teeth and not saying a word.
"How dare you point a sword at me?" Pingyuan Hou sneered. "Let alone her, a few months ago, you were just a small fry, not even worthy of carrying my shoes!"
"Don't think you can act lawlessly just because you've earned His Majesty's favor. I'll always be His Majesty's relative, the Marquis of Dali! And you, the descendant of a sycophant, raised by a merchant family, are inherently lowly! If the day ever comes that His Majesty dislikes you, you won't even know how you died!"
Pingyuan Hou snorted coldly, "Don't say she's no longer your woman. Even if she is, it's her honor to sleep with her, and even more so yours!"
Jiang Keyu had a blank expression on her face, her eyes were as cold as a deep pool, and veins gradually appeared on the hand holding the sword.
But under the increasingly provocative gaze of Pingyuan Hou, he put his hand down.
Pingyuan Hou raised an eyebrow, his smugness barely concealed in his eyes. "I knew you wouldn't dare. I thought Jiang Shaoqing had enjoyed such a period of glory that he'd forgotten he was a lowly creature despised by the entire capital."
Song Baoyuan looked up blankly, but before her eyes could reach Pingyuan Hou's face, Jiang Keyu grabbed her waist and forced her to turn sideways, holding her in front of him, and pressing her head down to his chest.
"Jiang Keyu, I will show you a clear path." Pingyuan Hou took a step forward and said arrogantly, "If you return her now, I will remember your merit. When you come to Japan to see His Majesty, I will also do you a favor..."
"hiss."
It was the sound of a long sword piercing the heart.
There was no warning and it happened suddenly and unexpectedly.
Pingyuan Hou's eyes widened instantly, and he lowered his head stiffly and slowly, seeing the sharp sword piercing his heart, blood flowing down the sword edge and dripping into the snow.
Jiang Keyu held the hilt of the sword with a cold look in her eyes, as if she was born heartless.
"How dare you..."
"Bang!"
Pingyuan Hou's body fell heavily to the ground.
"My Lord!"
"My Lord!"
The maids and servants were thrown into chaos.
Everyone in the Dali Temple, including Yan Zhi, was shocked, but they didn't dare to say anything.
This is Marquis Pingyuan, who can afford this?
Song Baoyuan looked up in confusion, not knowing what had happened, but a bad premonition arose in her heart, and it was extremely strong.
All she could see was Jiang Keyu's cold profile.
And the crystal snowflakes falling on his shoulders.
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