"Master Huang, are you borrowing too many things from me?" He said numbly, "My things are worthless, but worth my life."
Huang Cheng smiled, coughed softly, walked closer, and patted the carriage.
"Of course, of course." He said, "Master Lu, I finally understand that you are a passionate and infatuated lover."
Is Lu Yunqi a sentimental person? Are you saying this to scold him? Jiang Qianhu looked strange at the side.
Lu Yunqi said nothing.
"Look at the injuries you suffered because of Miss Jun." Huang Cheng said.
Lu Yunqi turned around and looked at him.
"Master Huang, just say whatever you want," he said, "I don't need to worry about my private matters."
"I didn't bother at first, but it just happened that my personal affairs were the same as Mr. Lu's, so I just wanted to talk to Mr. Lu." Huang Cheng said, "If it's another woman, as long as you like Mr. Lu, I believe that
Even if she is a princess, she is not that unattainable, it is just Miss Jun."
He smiled, approached Lu Yunqi, and lowered his voice.
"It will be difficult to rely on Duke Cheng. Your Majesty can abandon the love between father and daughter for the sake of kindness, but you will never rob the families of your ministers and servants."
This is extremely disrespectful.
Huang Cheng was the first person who dared to speak like this to Lu Yunqi, the emperor's closest official.
"Master Huang, do you want to retire and return home?" Lu Yunqi looked at him and said numbly.
With the emperor's temperament, if he knew that Huang Cheng was mocking him behind his back, he would never give up.
"Master Lu, if I retire and return home, you will never see Miss Jun again in your life." Huang Cheng said with a smile.
Lu Yunqi frowned slightly.
"Are you threatening me or her?" he asked.
Huang Cheng laughed.
"No, I'm just reminding Mr. Lu." He said, "Mr. Lu, if you want to get this Miss Jun, there is only one way at the moment, and that is to have the backers fall and the water to be diverted to dry up. If Duke Cheng Guo falls, she has no one to rely on.
, Deshengchang has fallen, and she has no water to use, so why don’t she just leave it to your disposal? And now the one who most wants and can make Cheng Guogong fall is me, so I can’t leave. If I leave, what will happen to you?
For the rest of my life, I can only watch her as the wife of Duke Cheng Guo, and watch her become the future wife of Duke Cheng Guo."
He finished speaking in one breath and saw Lu Yunqi looking at him with a strange expression.
Lu Yunqi's wooden face, which has been around for thousands of years, flickers in and out of light, one white and one black, under the illumination of the palace lanterns on the street. It's very strange to have such an expression.
This was the first time Huang Cheng saw him look like this, especially that look in his eyes.
It seemed that Senhan was resentful and sad.
"Master Lu?" he said.
Lu Yunqi covered his eyes, but still looked at him.
"I've heard people say this before." He said suddenly.
Someone said that?
Huang Cheng's eyes flashed slightly.
"It seems that this is a truth that everyone knows." He said, "Master Lu, now that Duke Cheng is favored, the emperor also needs him to protect his face, so he will not do anything to him. Duke Cheng is treacherous.
Give him a little time, and maybe the emperor will be bewitched by him, so we need to make the emperor hate him as soon as possible and find out the reason why he did evil."
Lu Yunqi said, not knowing whether he agreed or disagreed.
Huang Cheng frowned. Lu Yunqi was the emperor's dog, and he only acted according to the emperor's wishes. The emperor definitely had no intention of touching Duke Cheng, but the emperor was still wary of Duke Cheng, and there was only one person who could make the emperor make his decision.
The opportunity, this opportunity was that the emperor's interests were touched, which overshadowed the face he wanted to maintain.
This requires someone like Lu Yunqi, the emperor's most trusted person, to give him some advice.
And the one who can persuade Lu Yunqi is probably this woman who wants nothing more than she wants.
"Master Lu, that's why I want to borrow your carriage." He continued, stood up, covered his mouth and coughed twice, as if he was very weak, "I am too old to walk."
Lu Yunqi nodded.
"Master Huang, please use it," he said.
Let’s use it. Is this borrowing or not borrowing?
After Lu Yunqi said these words, he mounted his horse, and the guards in imperial robes cheered and cheered, and everyone moved forward.
Watching them leave, Huang Cheng did not stop and got into the carriage with the help of his servants, and drove creakingly in the night.
The night was thick and the lights in Lu's house were brightly lit, but compared to the past, Lu Yunqi's maids and servants were a little more panicked. That was because of his injuries.
But no one dared to ask. They watched with trepidation as Lu Yunqi walked towards Princess Jiuli, stopped the servant girl from telling her, and stood outside the door.
In the summer, gauze curtains were put on, and the bright lights inside illuminated the clouds and clouds. Through the clouds and clouds, one could see the woman sitting upright inside. Her plain shirt was not drowned by the brightness, but instead stood out even more.
Even when she is alone, her every move is extremely dignified and elegant. This is an innate aristocratic style that has been infiltrated and nurtured by generations of royal families.
"Jiuling has never sat like this before," Lu Yunqi said.
This sudden sound made Jiuli raise his head.
"You're back," she said, not frightened.
Probably since the prince suddenly died of illness and the princess committed suicide, nothing could scare her anymore.
"Is it because Jiuling's sitting posture is irregular?" Princess Jiuli said with a smile.
Either sitting on a rock or sitting on a tree, even if he sat in a normal position, he would definitely become crooked after a while. She often scolded him when he was a child.
"It's not unruly, it's very free and easy." Lu Yunqi said, with a smile on his face, as if he saw through Princess Jiuli the woman who, although sitting upright, would gently reveal her little feet wearing only socks at the edge of her skirt.
He was afraid of catching cold, so he would warm her with his hands, holding it in his hand without shaking it honestly.
Princess Jiuli didn't speak, as if she didn't want to talk about this topic.
Lu Yunqi still stood outside the door and did not go in.
"Princess, do you resent your current life?" he said suddenly.
Nowadays, after the death of her father and mother, she has been reduced from a golden princess to a prisoner.
Princess Jiuli raised her head and smiled.
"I don't hold a grudge," she said, "because I believe in fate."
Is it destined?
"What if it's not life?" Lu Yunqi said.
"That is also fate." Princess Jiuli said calmly, without being shocked or asking him what he meant by this sentence.
This sentence sounds strange, but it is quite interesting when you think about it. Lu Yunqi smiled.
"Just let me know, Princess," he said, turned and walked away.
Only then did Princess Jiuli stop sewing.
"I believe in fate, I believe that fate is fair." She murmured, her voice soft but extremely firm.
Lu Yunqi, who was walking away, also slowly spoke.
"I don't believe in fate." He said, looking at the night ahead, "I don't believe that I can't keep her."
He disappeared into the darkness and disappeared, leaving the Lu residence as quiet as a deserted place.
At this time, the Chengguo Palace was very lively.
With an ouch, Zhu Zan, who had a knife wound on his upper body, jumped up from the bed!
"Does it hurt?"
Without waiting for him to call out, Miss Jun took the initiative.
"I'll be gentler."
This was completely different from the time when I killed Mr. Huang and was beaten half to death and was treated by her in the cell. Her actions at that time were very rough.
Zhu Zan glared at her and lay down again.
"Let me make it clear first, don't be sentimental. It's not because of you that I beat Lu Yunqi." He said.
This sounds very unbelievable. After all, everyone knows that Lu Yunqi covets Miss Jun. As a man from Miss Jun, is it possible that he beats Lu Yunqi for others?
"Who is that for?" Miss Jun said, "Princess Jiuling?"
Zhu Zan's body stiffened and hunched up, as if he was about to jump up, but in the end he just turned his face inward.
"None of your business!" he said muffledly.
Not admitting it but refusing to deny it, it sounds inexplicably sad.
Of course it's none of my business, Miss Jun looked at him, because I am the Jiuling Princess.
If you say this, I wonder how he will react? Miss Jun suddenly came up with this idea. (To be continued)