Chapter 83, the fresh and refined Jiezhen must report
The person who died was a maid, and she had been dead for a while, and her body was swollen. The stewards fished her out to the lake, and when she went up to feel her breath, she was already dead.
Come back quickly to report.
This maid was someone close to Ning. She was sent to work outside the house by Ning. Some people asked about her before, saying why she didn't come back after getting late.
But no one paid attention at the time. There was a funeral in the mansion, and the master and servants were all in a mess. A maid who went out to do errands didn't see it. She might have been stopped by other masters when she came back to do something.
I won't be able to come back for a while.
No one expected that this maid would die in the lake in the backyard.
Yu Zhongyang sent people to investigate. Some people said that they saw this maid coming back. She came back quite early. She came back alone, and she didn't know where she went after that.
Now he died here inexplicably, and no one can tell who did it.
Someone asked if it was the rogue man. At that time, this man was hiding in the yard outside the back door, which should not be far from the lake. Could it be that the maid found this man and was killed by him?
Everyone agreed that this made sense, but now that the man had been sent to the Yamen, we couldn't ask clearly, but this explanation was the most reasonable.
It's just that this explanation is just an explanation, and coupled with the blood spilling from the coffin in the mourning hall, it makes people feel chilly inexplicably. They always feel that the situation in the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion is very strange, as if there is an invisible ghost hand in the night...
Two strange things happened one after another. The originally planned night watch was changed, and more people were arranged. Yu Ruiwen never agreed to Yu Xijiao's request for the night watch, and drove her back and asked her to go back to her house to rest.
Just come here during the day tomorrow, but it's better to let others guard you at night.
Yu Xijiao had no choice but to go back.
Under the light, Yu Xijiao, who had finished washing her hair, was painting with her hair down. She was painting with a brush and revising it. She was painting very seriously. It was quiet everywhere except for the sound of her picking up and putting down the brush.
The slightly closed window opened silently, and Feng Yu silently appeared at the window, tugging at the curtain hanging on the window. Yu Xijiao looked up in surprise.
At the door of the inner room, Qingyue pushed open the door and came in. When she saw Feng Yu, she almost screamed.
A soft smile appeared on Yu Xijiao's face, she tilted her head and motioned for her to go out first.
Qingyue didn't want to leave, but after seeing her girl's gentle and calm face, she stepped back.
She didn't leave, she just stood guard outside the inner room door.
Yu Xijiao looked at Feng Yu and saw that Feng Yu had come here after washing himself. He was wearing a large white silk coat with long black strands tied up casually. A few untied strands fell on his shoulders.
, in such a night, there is an indescribable coldness, and the eyes looking at Yu Xijiao are even more spotless.
Leaning in front of the window, the quiet look is more like a beautiful scroll.
Of course, this is just quiet time...
Qingyue's nervous and frightened expression just now did not bother Feng Yu at all.
"What are you painting?" Feng Yu asked lazily, and Yu Xijiao realized that the Prince of Qi was not actually looking at herself, but at the painting in front of her.
"Draw randomly, I can't sleep for a while." Yu Xijiao said, reaching out and folding the painting in front of her casually.
"Let me take a look." Feng Yu pressed the window sill, jumped in, and reached out to Yu Xijiao.
After Yu Xijiao was silent for a while, she handed over the painting. After Feng Yu took it and looked at it, the corner of his lips curled up delicately: "It's actually a horse."
If the daughter of an aristocratic family paints, she usually paints flowers, birds, insects, fish and the like. Very few people can draw horses. Even if they do, it lacks a bit of charm. After all, the most the daughter of an aristocratic family knows about horses is that they are docile ones.
The pony takes a few steps at will. As for the horse's real leaps and bounds, few people can appreciate it, and it is even less likely to draw it.
Although the painting in front of you only contains a few strokes, you can already clearly feel the flying and spirit of the horse in front of you.
"The painting is good." Feng Yu said lazily, raising the scroll in his hand, "Are all the ladies from the Jiangnan area so good at painting horses now?"
"In the land south of the Yangtze River, women are good at embroidery. This painting is also my hobby." Yu Xijiao calmed down and said softly, "It makes the prince laugh."
"I heard that you left the capital when you were young and were carried to the south of the Yangtze River for several years. How did you get involved with the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion?" Feng Yu raised his eyebrows and asked.
"I left the capital when I was a child and have been staying in Jiangnan for so many years. But three years ago, Lord Lanxuan saved me." Yu Xijiao glanced at Feng Yu's half-opened collar and was speechless.
Prince Wei An stayed up late at night and wandered around the world without knowing how to wear more clothes.
"So, Lord Lanxuan is still your savior?" Feng Yu asked.
Yu Xijiao nodded openly: "Mr. Lanxuan County is indeed my savior!"
With this reason, paying attention to Yu Lanxuan's affairs will not arouse others' suspicion. She will use this reason now and will use it in the future.
Feng Yu stretched out his slender fingers and tapped on the window sill, suddenly showing an extremely evil smile: "How about we make this matter more fun?"
Yu Xijiao was startled and asked subconsciously: "What should the prince do? I will cooperate."
"You are really brave, you actually agreed without asking clearly?" Feng Yu glanced at her with a half-smile.
"Mrs. Hou and the Crown Prince are both going to Qi Di. Why does the Crown Prince think I don't cooperate?" Yu Xijiao smiled slightly, her eyes calm and sincere.
Feng Yu was amused by these words. He smiled and pointed towards the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion: "Don't you like the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion?"
"Isn't he the prince?" Yu Xijiao asked.
"My prince... naturally can't stand it! There is actually an assassin hiding in Zhengyuan Hou's Mansion to assassinate my prince. If you dare to let the assassin hide here, you have offended my prince. As for the people or things that offend my prince, my prince will
I have always been particular about taking revenge when there is a grudge, and even if there is no grudge, I must avenge myself." Feng Yu glanced sideways at Yu Xijiao.
Yu Xijiao was speechless for a while, how could a person speak so freshly and refinedly about "Yai Cani Bi Bao".
When the Prince of Qi didn't speak, people would even think that he was a noble gentleman and that the young master was unparalleled in the world. However, it was only when he spoke that he discovered that the "unparalleled young master in the world" was all fake.
"What should the prince do?" Yu Xijiao asked after silence.
"I haven't thought about it. I'll take it one step at a time. However, since the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion has offended this prince, we can't make him feel comfortable." Feng Yu said casually, the wind from the window ruffled a few strands of his black hair, and then
It slowly fell down again, looking a little leisurely.
What she said was almost unreasonable. Yu Xijiao was sure that no one in the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion had the guts to plot against Feng Yu. Feng Yu's inexplicable hostility was actually a bit too arrogant. But at this time, she
I just want to say that the meaning behind these words...she likes it!!
Very good, Zhengyuan Hou Mansion has another enemy, she likes it!
The corners of his lips twitched slightly, and there was a hint of cunning in the smile: "The prince is absolutely right, my assassination should also have something to do with the Zhengyuan Marquis Mansion, but in the end, a woman died, and nothing else.
Find out."
Feng Yu lowered his eyes and looked at the girl in front of him. The girl with loose hair looked even more frail and slender. Even if she didn't grow long, her appearance was one of the best in the capital. When the wind blew, some of her hair was fluttering and falling.
In front of her, her long and curled eyelashes seemed to be brushed, causing her eyes to narrow in the night.
It looks like a cat.
Feng Yu looked at Yu Xijiao with a smile: "You are really good, little girl."
"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty." Yu Xijiao bowed sideways.
Feng Yu reached out and patted the painting on the table, pointed at it and said, "After you finish this painting, send it to me."
"Sent to Prince Qi's Mansion?" Yu Xi's watery eyes turned and asked. She always felt that with such clothes, he didn't look like he would go through half the city to get here. Prince Qi's mansion is not here.
one slice.
"Next door to the Marquis Zhengyuan's Mansion." Feng Yu pointed in one direction and said lazily, "My prince is injured and can't move for a while, so I have the right to rest there."
The side of the Zhengyuan Hou Mansion has always been empty. It is said that it was the residence of a former official, but Yu Lanxuan has never seen this family in so many years.
If it was that place, it would explain why the Prince of Qi came here in disheveled clothes. It must be because of the proximity.
"Your Majesty, you lived there before. When...when did you arrive?"
Yu Xijiao said with an unchanging expression, but she slowly clenched her fists at the bottom of her sleeves. Did the Prince of Qi see something?
"When my son entered the mansion, it was when the Zhengyuan Marquis Mansion was putting out a fire. The assassin was hiding among the people putting out the fire." Feng Yu stretched out his hand and pressed the window sill, then jumped out of the window. The wind blew up his loose clothes.
Revealing a large area of snow-white skin, she looked as elegant as a celebrity in the past.
Then it disappeared into the night.
Yu Xijiao silently reached out and closed the window.
"Girl, are you okay?" The door to the inner room suddenly opened, and Qingyue ran in in fear.
"I'm fine." Yu Xijiao shook her head.
"Girl... girl, who... is he?" Qingyue looked nervously up and down at Yu Xijiao, and then found that she was really fine, and then a big stone in her heart fell to the ground.
"He is the Crown Prince of Qi. It was his men who fainted in front of the small Buddhist hall that day." Yu Xijiao smiled softly and patted Qingyue's arm gently: "Don't be afraid.
No problem."
She should probably deal with Prince Qi again in the future, and there is no need to hide this from the people around her.
"Qi...Prince Qi, in front of the small Buddhist hall is...because...?" Qingyue's eyes suddenly widened and she stammered and couldn't speak.
"Okay, it's okay. I'm going to sleep." Yu Xijiao walked to the bed and lay down, closing her eyes slightly, while still telling Qingyue, "Remember to tell your second aunt early tomorrow morning."
Tomorrow, she also arranged for her second aunt to pay her respects. The relationship between her and Yu Lanxuan should also be informed to everyone by her second aunt. Of course, she would also use her second aunt to send a big gift...