After hearing Pei Jinting's words, Gu Qingyuan did not dare to move her hand that had originally refused.
Very few people come to her courtyard, let alone now that the courtyard door is closed, how can anyone watch?
Just now, Ben was leaning in front of the window sill, and was hugged by Pei Jinting. He leaned against the desk next to her, and she was trapped between the desk and Pei Jinting's arms.
He tilted his head, kissed her gently with his lips all the way down from her ear, and took the opportunity to remind her in a low voice.
"Someone is sticking to the courtyard gate to peek."
"People coming from the main room."
What... does this mean? Why are the people in the big house staring at her?
Pei Jinting's lips went all the way down, stopping next to the collarbone, and he paused, "Qinglong Temple..."
Gu Qingyuan's thoughts raced, and the first thing that came to her mind was Qin Lu.
People are already like that, why don’t you give up?
Pei Jinting glanced at her,
"I've already asked people to investigate the pavilion matter. You'd better stay away from that femme fatale woman."
The voice had a lazy low tone.
Gu Qingyuan pursed her lips and roughly understood that it was Pei Jinting who discovered the clues and the poison, so he asked someone to investigate.
She glanced out the window, and Pei Jinting's lips continued to move downward, and she could even feel them being hot against her.
The scalding heat fumigated her, as if winter was coming back to life, and the weak love slowly turned her into a haze.
Pei Jinting chuckled, leaned down and lifted Gu Qingyuan's loose hair.
"I have to go see her and ask her where the medicine came from." Gu Qingyuan was hugged by him, her whole body felt weak, and she gritted her teeth carefully.
Pei Jinting smiled silently and explored her collar.
It can be seen from her insistence on investigating the Qin family that she likes to get to the bottom of things.
Anyway, it's within his control now, so there's no harm in letting her check it out.
In fact, Pei Jinting knew that the medicine in Gu Qingyuan's medicine was the same medicine that the emperor had banned from being put on the market.
He checked them one by one, and due to the long time interval, the investigation was not smooth.
Fortunately, he was finally able to find out some information. Coupled with today's incident in the pavilion, although Qin Lu was considered a premeditated murder, it failed.
But now there is no evidence to prove that she did it intentionally.
After all, Gu Qingyuan was not injured at all.
Without real evidence, even if you are very suspicious of a person, you can only let him go.
The candle made a "crackling" sound and then exploded.
The night wind blew in, the red lips opened and closed, and Pei Jinting's eyes became darker.
"Are you tired from climbing today? Let me rub it for you."
he asked in a low voice.
Although this was meant as a question, before Gu Qingyuan could answer, her hands began to move.
Gu Qingyuan bit her lip. She didn't know where this person learned the technique from. The strength and technique of the massage made the roots of her legs feel hot and numb all at once.
She tilted her head, not wanting to look at the person in front of her, but shamefully felt that she felt much better this way.
"Young Master..." He Zheng's voice suddenly came from outside,
"Sir, Prince Jing is looking for you and says he has something to say."
As soon as she heard this voice, Gu Qingyuan pushed away the warm hand, turned around, and pulled the thin quilt to cover herself.
Just now, he was like a ferocious beast, biting its prey and not letting go.
Her tears and begging for mercy will only become catalytic medicine, her clarion call to conquer the city.
However, as soon as she moved, her slender waist was hugged again.
"I know." Pei Jinting replied to He Zheng calmly with a little worry.
He Zheng was also helpless, so he was forced to climb over the wall and come in to deliver the message.
After the young master replied, he could faintly hear the woman's soft voice coming from inside, which seemed to be complaining softly, followed by the young master's low-pitched coaxing.
He Zheng suddenly remembered that when Shuangzhi left, he hoped he would wink a little.
Sighed.
There was obviously a tender and caring relationship between the two of them, but it also seemed like flying birds.
Inside the room, Pei Jinting looked at the person with his back to her. There were faint tooth marks on his slender waist. He had gone too far just now.
He lowered his head and kissed his forehead, with an apology on his face.
Two days later, when Gu Qingyuan went to the room to greet Mrs. Qin, she received good news.
Qin Lu has woken up. Except for the injury on her face, she is fine.
Gu Qingyuan left the upper room and went to visit Qin Lu.
Qin Lu half leaned on the soft pillow and looked at Gu Qingyuan.
Her body is light and graceful, her face is like a peony after the rain, delicate and charming, and there is a romantic charm between her eyebrows and eyes, which is full of spring.
This look reminded her of her father's concubine, where her father had spent the night.
When my concubine came over to greet her mother the next day, she looked like this, and sometimes her feet were trembling.
Gu Qingyuan was not like this before.
When did it start?
It seems that Prince Jing arrived.
Qin Lu clenched her hands tightly into fists, and her nails pricked her palms.
It seemed that the urgent worry she saw before she fell into coma was not an illusion.
Why would such a romantic and suave man look at the lost and divorced woman in front of him?
How could he, how could he do this to her?
Why? Why was it not Gu Qingyuan who was injured?
As soon as Gu Qingyuan entered the door, she felt Qin Lu's malicious eyes.
She pretended not to know, and sat beside the couch with concern, holding Qin Lu's cold hand.
"Cousin, you will be fine. Don't be sad. I remember that I still have a bottle of muscle-building ointment that was given to me by the empress in the palace."
She smiled slightly and said, "I have used some before and they are very good. I will have them delivered to me when I return to Beijing."
Gu Qingyuan knew that saying this would just rub salt into Qin Lu's wounds.
She's not a good person either.
But she wanted to know whether the medicine she was given was given by Qin Lu, and whether Qin Lu wanted to harm her and eventually herself.
Qin Lu slowly pulled her hand back, hid it under the quilt, and forced a smile.
"Sister Ayuan is so kind. She is willing to give me such valuable things."
"We are all sisters, so I won't say thank you."
Gu Qingyuan looked at her tense cheeks and tense shoulders, and smiled on her lips.
"Cousin. That day in the pavilion..."
She looked like she was hesitating to speak, and continued to stab Qin Lu's heart.
"Hey, that day in the pavilion, if it weren't for the quick eyesight and quick hands of the guards around Prince Jing, I might have been injured more seriously than you."
She didn't wait for Qin Lu to come back to her senses, and leaned forward slightly. There was a coolness in her voice, and she whispered to her ear, gently.
"At the pavilion, do you want to pull me down together? Do you want to harm me? It's a pity that God has eyes."
After she finished speaking, she immediately moved back and sat on the embroidery stool next to the couch.
She didn't take the initiative to harm others. She gave Gong Han's prescription to Gu Yunniang, and she tortured her for several months.
Qin Lu was even worse than Gu Yunniang.
One is important, the other is life-threatening.
How virtuous and capable is she?
Gu Qingyuan asked directly,
"What on earth are you doing? I can't figure it out. It's not enough for you to harm someone once, you want to do it a second time."