"Jiu Ying. Let's go." Chu Luchen, who had been waiting in the dark alley, nodded, called Jiu Ying and disappeared.
Zuo Wanqing...I seem...a little tempted too.
Zuo Jian, who had been sitting in the study, was also absent-minded. He also wanted to go out and help Wan Qing. But... he couldn't...
If he comes forward, the credibility of Wan Qing's words will be greatly reduced. If he passes away one day, Wan Qing will still be bullied.
Only now, when she is still here and can still be Wan Qing's protector, can she let go and face these things and establish her own prestige. And this prestige will not be erased when she leaves. In the future,
I won't be bullied anymore.
Listening to Wan Qing's unrelenting voice mixed with internal energy, Zuo Jian's heart skipped a beat.
Wanru, Wanru...you read that right...Wanqing, will definitely reach the place where we all look up to.
Several people who directly sensed Wan Qing's murderous intent were drenched in cold sweat almost at the same time, and even Sun Quan couldn't help but pay more attention.
"From now on, within half a stick of incense, everything disappears in front of me." Wan Qing holds the sword like a flower. The seemingly soft appearance contains great power, like an unsheathed sword. Who?
I don't want to be the first victim.
"Say hello to Mr. Zuo for me. Sun will do his best to investigate the case." Sun Quan smiled, and he was 100% sure that Wan Qing would crack it one by one. This was no longer a simple coincidence, but a carefully planned plan.
To deal with it. The sedan that followed just now included several nobles, and there were so many people watching. He had no choice but to abandon the carriage to save the handsome man.
Mr. Chen... for the great cause of the future... just sacrifice yourself.
Seeing Sun Quan's smiling smile, Mr. Chen slowly fell to the ground. It's over... it's all over...
"Come, let's see you off!" Wan Qing turned around and went back to his house. As the door closed, the farce that became known throughout the city was finally replaced by Wan Qing's witty solution, which became a topic of conversation after dinner.
Behind the door that no one could see, Wan Qing slowly sat down against the door. His palms and back were soaked with cold sweat, and the right hand holding the sword was trembling constantly, making a slight sword sound.
Just a little bit... just a little bit...
She was about to slash the sword to Mr. Chen's neck, pierce Qi Weiming's chest, and scratch Aunt Lin's face. If her final shouting hadn't dissipated some of her inner strength, she wouldn't have dared to imagine the consequences.
"Wan'er..." Zuo Jian put the cloak on Wan Qing, sat down next to her, and asked tentatively, "Wan'er...do you hate daddy?"
Wan Qing shook her head, reached out to wipe away the tears on her face, and took a deep breath. Although she looked pitiful, it was impossible to ignore the firmness in her eyes, "How could Wan'er blame dad? These things are true
It should be settled as soon as possible. After today, the name Zuo Wanqing will definitely be known to the world. If dad wants to regret it, he will have no chance."
Zuo Jian smiled and reached out to wipe away Wan Qing's tears, "Father and mother have never regretted it. Come on, get up. Let's go and bring your mother back!"
"good!"
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In the morning of the next day, the emperor called Mr. Chen's name, but he hesitated to speak. His fingers were already a little hot from playing with him.
"Master Chen..." After being silent for a long time, everyone was sweating for Mr. Chen. Looking at the emperor's appearance, it seemed that he was extremely dissatisfied with him.
"Let's do this. I see that you are old. Let's go home and recuperate for a few days." Emperor Chu waved his hand and stopped looking at Mr. Chen. He was thinking about who should take his place and frowned slightly.
After a while, he spoke loudly, "Is Master Yuchi here?"
"Your Majesty, I'm here!" A man who was over 10 years old slowly walked out of the queue to salute Emperor Chu.
When Mr. Zuo looked at him, he secretly shook his head.
Mr. Yuchi is an extremely upright person, even worse than himself. And Mr. Chen is in a position where there is a lot of money, so he is bound to be secretly obstructed by others.
There's going to be chaos again!
This matter was certain, the other ministers picked up some unimportant things and reported them, and then dispersed in the morning.
On this day, Sun Quan suddenly showed favor to Zuo Jian and told Zuo Jian some important clues. He also vowed to catch the real instigator.
These are things for later, so let’s not mention them for now.
As for what happened in the court, Wan Qing didn't know much about it. She stayed in the mansion to recover from her injuries every day, reading and writing. Mrs. Zuo wanted Wan Qing to go out and relax several times, but Wan Qing faltered her again and again.
past.
Except for Su Ling who occasionally came over to accompany Wan Qing, neither Mo Xiang nor Mei Hong saw Wan Qing's smile.
Every time I see the young lady, I feel like she is still the same gentle and polite lady as before, gentle and never blaming others. However, there is always something that makes them feel different.
As time went by, they gradually got used to it, and this made them respect this young lady even more involuntarily.
As for Mr. Chen being forced to go home to take care of his old age, there was no way to deal with it, so he let everyone talk about it. After a few days, everyone knew about it, and it also reached Wan Qing's ears.
"Your Majesty... seems to have given Zuo Mansion a huge favor..." Wan Qing sighed lowly, tapped heavily on the rice paper, and then put the brush down.
"Zhiyuan, is the injury on my back no longer serious?" Wan Qing walked to the window and asked confusedly.
Zhiyuan told the truth, but Wan Qing concentrated on looking at the plum blossoms blooming in the courtyard without saying a word. When Mo Xiang wanted to move a stool for Wan Qing, Wan Qing turned around and said:
Yu's fingers gently tapped the stool that Mo Xiang had just moved.
The stool suddenly cracked, which shocked Mo Xiang, but Wan Qing helped her.
"This stool has been useless for a long time." She did not want to use this stool to remember the memory of that day. Seeing that Mo Xiang was still in shock, Wan Qing patted her back gently to reassure her.
After asking Mo Xiang and Mei Hong to get pastries and tea, Wan Qing looked at Zhiyuan and said, "In a few days, I will find a way out of the house to take a look. I wonder how the pharmacy is doing now."
Zhiyuan nodded, seeing that Wan Qing seemed to be planning to take Mei Hong and Mo Xiang with her, she couldn't help but feel a little worried.
Wan Qing pointed to a place under the plum blossom tree and asked the paper kite to dig it up.
A puppet was exposed to the sun, and its thin silver needles flashed with cold eyes.
Wan Qing walked slowly to Zhiyuan and took the puppet.
"This embroidery work is pretty good." Wan Qing pulled out the silver needle with a sarcastic smile on her lips.
It seems that everyone in Zuofu is not in harmony... I don't know how many eyeliners have infiltrated.
However, in this life, she will not just endure it.