In Hengwu Courtyard, Mr. Hou and Xiao Mubai were having dinner, while Cong Ting knocked on the door with a pale face.
After the Marquis said "Hmm", Cong Ting pushed the door open and saw Xiao Mubai opening his mouth to bite off a piece of braised pork. He suddenly felt his stomach churn.
The Marquis looked at him and looked like he was about to vomit. He frowned and asked with concern, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Cong Ting tried his best to suppress the discomfort in his heart, shook his head and replied: "Shuanglu is here."
With a smile on his face, Mr. Hou turned to look at Xiao Mubai and praised: "Your people do have some tricks."
After he finished speaking, he turned to look at Cong Ting: "You can't accept it, but have you learned it?"
Cong Ting's body stiffened, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he kept muttering in his heart, "I've failed to learn, I've failed to learn..."
In the morning, when the Marquis asked him to send Shuanglu to Yunqiyuan and hand it over to Xiao Mubai's people for interrogation, he felt quite uneasy in his heart.
Even his Cong Ting couldn't find someone, and basically no one could pry open that mouth.
What's more, Shuanglu is already determined to die. Even if such a person is sent to Yunqiyuan, in his opinion, it is just a formality.
Especially when he sent it there, he found that Xian Li was still taking over the interrogation. He couldn't help but muttered: "Does His Highness King Mo have no one under his command? Let a girl do this."
Xian Li glanced at him lightly, curled his lips and said with a smile: "Just because you can't ask, doesn't mean I can't ask."
Cong Ting frowned, feeling that her smile was provocative, which made him feel very dissatisfied, so he took a leave of absence from the Marquis and said that he wanted to observe her from the outside to see what she was capable of.
At first, he was very curious when he saw Xian Li ordering people to carry all kinds of jars into the house, but out of pride, Cong Ting did not ask what they were used for.
Then Shuanglu, who had fainted, was pushed in. Xianli lit a stick of wax and incense inside, then walked out and closed the door.
Cong Ting watched Xian Li leisurely cooking wine and enjoying the snow, waiting for Shuang Lu to wake up. He really couldn't figure out what she was going to do, and couldn't help but ask: "Is this the torture chamber you arranged?"
Xian Li smiled and said nothing, his face calm and composed, and Cong Ting became more and more curious.
After Shuanglu woke up, he lay outside the door and kept watching. He was regretting it and felt that he was not in a good condition...
Why did he want to go and observe? Cong Ting pinched his eyebrows, and Xian Li's words were still echoing in his mind.
Not to mention Shuanglu, even a grown man like him was terrified when he heard this.
Seeing that Cong Ting was in low spirits today, the Marquis put down his bowls and chopsticks and said to Xiao Mubai, "Let's go over and see what she did."
Cong Ting hurriedly stepped forward to stop him, and said hesitantly: "Master Hou, Shuanglu is waiting for you. Just wait for Xianli to report later."
Xiao Mubai looked at the embarrassed Cong Ting and smiled, then advised the Marquis: "Yes, enjoy your meal in peace, Marquis, don't be in a hurry."
Cong Ting glanced at Xiao Mubai gratefully and saw that he was holding a pig's trotter for the Marquis. His body stiffened again. He hurriedly bowed and left. Holding his forehead, he walked out of the house with a headache and waited at the door. outside.
"What happened to Cong Ting today? I always feel a little strange..." The Marquis picked up the bowls and chopsticks again, took the pig's trotters handed over by Xiao Mubai, and murmured to himself, with a suspicious look on his face.
Xiao Mubai's lips curved, looking at Cong Ting's back, he smiled meaningfully.
When Shuanglu was forced to confess by Xian Li, Chen Rongrong also entered the palace and informed Concubine Li that Shuanglu had been captured. She looked a little anxious: "My queen, I sent someone to the Hou Mansion last night, but there was strict security inside. If you don't leave any gaps, you won't be able to save her."
"It's okay if we can't save her. It's useless if her identity is exposed." Li Fei lazily leaned on the lounge chair, with the stove beside her, her face was rosy and shiny, showing her charm.
The words coming out of those seductive lips were cold and cold.
"Shuanglu still knows something, could it be..." Chen Rongrong sounded worried.
"No." Concubine Li looked very confident. She glanced at her sideways and said, "People like them are different from you. In order to prevent leaks, they have been tortured since childhood. As long as you know or If they don’t know the criminal law, they have already suffered it, so there is no need to worry.”
Chen Rongrong breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said complimentary: "Yes, slaves are naturally inferior to them. For someone who is so prudent in handling affairs, there is nothing wrong with her."
Concubine Li's face was calm. She had obviously heard this kind of flattery too much. She picked up the tea cup with her delicate hand and took a sip: "What they want is Su Qianle, but it's just not convenient to grab it openly right now, for fear of giving the young Marquis a reputation as a silencer." If Jun'er hadn't been so eager to express his merits and told the emperor that Su Qianle was in the palace, we could have silenced him early in the morning, and we would have had to wait for some time."
Chen Rongrong took the tea cup and added some tea for her: "His Royal Highness King Yu has done an excellent job. Although it was very secretive when he brought Su Qianle back to his home, when the emperor asked him in Qingxin Hall, Yu His Highness Wang didn’t know whether the Emperor knew about it or not, so he rashly covered up Su Qianle’s whereabouts, fearing that it might arouse the Emperor’s suspicion."
Concubine Li looked unconcerned: "These are all trivial matters, innocuous. Jun'er also mentioned the rank of your Si Nan to me. After Jun'er gets married, it's time to give Si Nan a promotion."
Chen Rongrong's face was filled with joy and she knelt down to express her gratitude: "I would like to thank the empress on behalf of my husband. I would also like to thank His Highness King Yu."
Li Fei waved her hand gracefully: "Step back."
Chen Rongrong said 'yes' and stood up and retreated. Lian Yan saw her figure walking far away before she stepped into the palace. She bowed in front of Concubine Li and reported: "Mother, there is still no news from Lian Zhi. I'm afraid something has gone wrong." Unexpectedly, Mr. Marquis... do you want to be stable?"
Concubine Li suddenly raised her head, a sinister look suddenly appeared in her eyes: "No, he must die."
Lian Yan pursed her lips and spoke tentatively: "But the Prince Regent said that the young Marquis would be left to him..."
Li Fei snorted coldly: "He died on the way to exile. What does it have to do with me? It was freezing cold and snowy, and it is common for the wheels to slip and fall off the cliff. Is it strange for me?"
Lian Yan stepped forward and tugged on Concubine Li's sleeves, and pointed at Zi Luo who was standing outside the palace. Seeing her expression of confusion, she whispered in her ear: "Yes, I will order you to go down now. Before the regent can respond, we will take action first after leaving Boryeong."
After Lian Yan withdrew, the anger in Li Fei's heart grew stronger and stronger. She reached out and knocked over the table, and the pastry, fruit plate and tea set were thrown all over the floor.
She looked at the mess on the ground and gritted her teeth.
The humiliation of Tianyan Temple that night was engraved in her heart, Yue Fengwan!
Given some time, would she still be afraid of a mere regent
(End of chapter)