As night falls, the lights in Lu's house are brightly lit.
Jiuli put down the needlework in his hand and looked at the maids who were lighting more lamps.
"Did Mr. Lu come back today?" she asked.
The maids were a little surprised. Princess Jiuli rarely took the initiative to ask Lu Yunqi, but it didn't matter. They could still answer this question.
"I'm back." A maid replied respectfully, "I'll be back as soon as I go to court."
"What's the matter with princess?" Another maid asked proactively.
Princess Jiuli rarely seeks out Mr. Lu.
Although they didn't dare to disturb Mr. Lu at home, there would still be no problem if Princess Jiuli conveyed the message.
Princess Jiuli tilted her head slightly and looked at the lights for a moment.
"No, it's okay." She shook her head and said, then paused, "I thought I hadn't seen him for a few days."
Although the two of them didn't interact much, Lu Yunqi would always visit her when he returned home.
He suddenly stopped coming. Did something happen?
Princess Jiuli stood up and walked out, standing under the eaves.
He didn't like this home, nor did he regard it as his home. He even regarded it as her home, and he was just a guest.
So what makes him regard this place as his home now and come back on time every day?
Something must have happened outside. Communication between Mr. Gu and her has been suspended for several days. There must be news outside that Lu Yunqi doesn't want her to know.
In fact, what news does she care about? The outside world has nothing to do with her.
If anything, that girl...
Princess Jiuli frowned and looked into the deep courtyard.
Did something happen to that girl?
In fact, that girl had nothing to do with her. She just inexplicably hoped that the girl could live freely and unruly.
Although it was someone else's life, she was still inexplicably happy to see someone living like this.
The night pearl was covered, and the soft and bright light in the room gradually disappeared, falling into darkness.
"I'll come back early tomorrow and bring you the duck heads from East Street." Lu Yunqi said, sitting down on the bed and carefully massaging Miss Jun's arms to relieve the pain of being tied up.
Miss Jun said nothing and seemed to be asleep.
"Have you eaten there?" Lu Yunqi asked after a pause.
His answer was still silence.
Lu Yunqi gently turned her over and laid her on her side, massaging her legs and feet.
"Is Xue'er in your hands?" he asked suddenly.
He also knows.
He must know.
Bing'er's death was definitely not due to illness.
At this time, she should subconsciously retort that she doesn't know what you are talking about, but the more correct approach is to say nothing.
But to Lu Yunqi, any reaction doesn't matter.
"Jiu Ling, those are useless." He continued, "It will only hurt yourself."
"If you don't even dare to hurt yourself, what qualifications do you have to hurt others." Miss Jun said lightly.
She finally spoke, but Lu Yunqi fell silent. He lay down and snuggled next to her as usual and fell asleep quickly.
Miss Jun opened her eyes in the darkness. She didn't know how long it had passed, but the hands that were tied together in front of her moved slightly.
The wrists were tied very firmly, and the hands were clasped together so that they could be lightly rubbed. This movement did not pose any threat and could be ignored completely.
Lu Yunqi, who had his hands on her body, was sleeping soundly.
Miss Jun slowly rubbed her hands, feeling the roughness of the calluses on her palms.
Although both of Jun Zhenzhen's parents have died, she is really pampered and has a pair of small hands that are white, tender and soft. However, since she became Jiuling, she has accumulated hard work such as driving wood piles, making medicinal materials, etc., and her hands are now covered with a layer of
Thin cocoon.
This thin cocoon is a testimony of her hard work and is also a layer of protection.
"Our bodies are both fragile and powerful, and even the tiny layers of skin hide weapons of murder."
Master once said vaguely that at that time he was squatting on a rock, tearing off a piece of chicken skin and chewing the soft meat inside.
"But you, a wealthy person, don't need to listen to these scary stories."
He said and looked at her again.
"But who can say for sure."
Who can say it accurately? What he said is really accurate.
She slowly rubbed the palm of her hand, feeling the trace of a slender needle gradually appearing under the cocoon on it.
It dawns very late in winter, but customers come to see a doctor or take medicine regardless of morning or evening. As soon as the door panel of Jiulingtang was opened in the morning mist, someone poked their head in.
This is a well-dressed servant.
"Is Miss Jun here?" he asked respectfully, his eyes already looking around the hall.
"Miss Jun isn't here," the store clerk said, "Do you want to get some medicine?"
The servant looked a little disappointed and a little curious.
"Miss Jun is not here again? Isn't Miss Jun back?" he asked.
"There's something going on at Yangcheng's house." Chen Qi came out and replied casually after hearing this, "You don't have to look for her, she doesn't go to the clinic, it doesn't matter whether she's here or not."
That's true, the servant chuckled, handed over the prescription, and the store clerk took it and filled it.
"I heard that Miss Jun's Yangcheng family is dividing the property?" the servant looked at Chen Qi and said.
Chen Qi coughed lightly.
"That's other people's business, so don't talk about it," he said.
Even if we don't mention it, it has spread outside. After all, Deshengchang is also a very large bank in the capital, and everyone knows about troubles involving money.
The servant already knew the answer, especially when he saw the uncontrollable joy in Chen Qi's eyes.
Miss Jinxiu, the accountant of Jiulingtang, also got a share this time. Being someone's accountant is not as good as having a golden mountain yourself.
"Seventh Master will become rich in the future. When you marry, you won't have to worry about food and drink, and you will be your own shopkeeper." The servant complimented with a smile.
Chen Qi laughed, laughing for a moment before reacting suddenly.
"What nonsense are you talking about? Who will you marry? Who will you marry?" He glared and waved his hands angrily, "Go away, go away."
The servant chuckled, took the medicine and ran away.
Chen Qi stood at the door watching with a bit of embarrassment, watching pairs of officers and soldiers speed past on the street, disturbing the early morning tranquility.
"What happened again? Why are there so many troops running around these days?"
"The homes of many officials were also surrounded and searched."
People on the street asked in low voices.
"You don't know yet?" Someone said with a wink, "Gong Chengguo conspired to rebel."
Suddenly there were exclamations in the street, and there was a lot of noise.
"…it turns out…"
"How is this possible..."
"How is it impossible? It is said that it was found out that Duke Cheng Guo's military achievements were all fake..."
"It's possible. For example, the credit for the previous paragraph turned out to be Miss Jiulingtang Jun's..."
"Yeah, then I can't tell who it was before."
"..I really didn't expect it...did that person catch him?"
"...The whole family has run away...A wanted order has been issued..."
"...I really didn't expect that..."
Chen Qi felt upset and simply turned around and walked in.
"I didn't expect it, I didn't expect it. What could you have thought of?" He muttered angrily.
But he sighed again and looked back to see another group of people speeding past on the street. The arrest was so powerful and he was charged with treason. He didn't know if he could escape.
Where can we escape in this vast land? Escape for the rest of our lives? Is this the fate of heroes?
Chen Qi stood in Jiulingtang and felt the biting cold wind behind him.
At this time, in Deshengchang, Yangcheng, it was as warm as spring. Fang Chengyu, wearing a homely thin robe, lazily leaning on a recliner with his legs crossed and eating a crystal pear, sat up with a face full of joy.
"Really? That's great." He said with a smile on his face, "Finally something has been done."
Shopkeeper Gao was a little speechless. Although he could hear the busy and noisy outside through the door and window. The division of production caused countless things to keep Deshengchang busy during this period. The young master said he had nothing to do.
Also, what is so great about Cheng Guogong’s rebellion?
If Duke Cheng Guo rebels, he will only involve Miss Jun, and if Miss Jun is implicated, the Fang family of Deshengchang will be implicated.
I'm afraid things will get even more dire.
I really don’t understand what young people think.
"Finally I have room to spend money." Fang Chengyu rubbed his hands, his smiling eyes sparkling, he seemed excited and chilled, "This kind of money should be used this way." (To be continued)