"Brother Qian, are there beauties in a place like this?"
"You'll know after you take a look. Who knows!" Brother Qian said with a smile, "If there's a beauty later, you can't snatch her from me."
"That depends on how beautiful she is. If she is really a stunning beauty, Brother Qian, then I won't let you... I can't let you have such a beauty all to yourself..." another scoundrel teased.
This group of people are all carefree. They go to the same building together and say whatever nonsense they want.
"Yes, if she is a real beauty, of course she can't be had by one person. Several of us must get close to her..." said another scoundrel with a lewd smile.
"Okay, if we see a beauty later, let's get close to her." Brother Qian laughed, walked in from the door, and casually came to the corner, talking nonsense.
We were chatting and laughing, but no one was seen.
"What's that pungent smell?" a scoundrel suddenly raised his nose.
"It's the smell of mugwort. It's so strong. How much mugwort did they burn?" Another scoundrel also raised his nose and laughed.
Brother Qian's heart moved and he followed the smell.
Turning to the front, I suddenly saw a figure in a place ahead. When I got closer, I actually saw people, a midwife and another who seemed to be an old lady. Concubine Xiang was kneeling on the ground with her head lowered, and her face could not be seen for a while.
"Is there really someone?"
"Maybe she is really a beauty."
"Why are you not moving? Let's go and take a look." The rogues had been talking about beauties before, and now they saw the motionless figure over there, who seemed to be a beauty, and they were immediately excited.
Brother Qian frowned. Didn't they say that a young lady brought two maids? What was going on now? But the smell of wormwood was clear, so it must be here.
But there was something wrong with this guy.
He originally wanted to stop them, but a few scoundrels had already come forward excitedly.
"Stop." A low, cold voice came from behind them.
The scoundrels were stunned for a moment, then turned around hurriedly and saw a middle-aged monk following a young lady with two maids standing on both sides.
The young lady had a wide veil over her eyes, and her palm-sized face was half covered. But judging from her outline, she should be a beautiful young woman.
"Miss, why did you call us?"
"Why, is there anyone here that the young lady knows?"
"Look which one it is? If you like it, you can take it away directly..." The scoundrels laughed loudly, and the words were very unpleasant to hear.
"How dare you to murder Mrs. Ling Anbo." Yu Dong stepped forward, stood in front of Qu Moying, and scolded loudly.
"Madam Ling Anbo, who is this? What nonsense are you talking about?" Brother Qian's heart was shocked. He already felt something was wrong. When he saw Qu Moying just now, he knew he was wrong.
The woman we need to deal with is the one with a veil on her face, and she is easy to recognize.
"This is the Madam Dowager of the Ji Mansion, the grandmother of the Crown Princess. How dare you murder Madam Dowager Ling Anbo?" Yu Dong pointed his finger and said loudly.
"Master, please call someone quickly. If Madam Ji is really in trouble, it will be a big deal." Qu Moying said coldly to the monk beside him.
They entered from the main gate and went out from the side door, then found the monk and said that they saw Madam Ji fainted here. Then a few people came in from the side door and saw a few scoundrels coming.
Dabei Temple, Mrs. Ji often came to the temple.
This monk also happened to know Madam Ji. He was frightened and his face changed drastically. Madam Ji was of extraordinary status. If something really happened here, Dabei Temple might not be able to bear it for a while.
"This is the lady of the Ji Mansion. What do you want to do?" The monk had to step forward.
Qu Moying winked at Yuchun.
Yuchun understood, turned around and ran out. When he reached the door, he put his hands to his mouth like a trumpet and shouted loudly: "Help, help! Help!"
It was still early and the surroundings were relatively quiet, and her voice was loud, so when she called out, monks and pilgrims immediately heard her and came running over.
Qu Qiuyan, who had been waiting on the side, was overjoyed, and a heavy weight was lifted off her shoulders. Seeing Yuchun's panic-stricken look, she knew that the matter was settled.
Great, I finally got Qu Moying under my feet.
He also walked out from the fork in the road, "What happened to Yuchun? What happened to Fourth Sister? Is there anything wrong? This... This must not be a big deal."
"Third Miss..." Yuchun burst into tears, panicking.
"Don't cry, tell me clearly, what happened to your fourth sister?" Qu Qiuyan had a heavy face and pulled Yuchun to ask with concern.
The monks and pilgrims who came here were all confused and didn't understand what was going on here.
“Third Miss… Third Miss…” Yuchun pointed at the palace door but could not utter a word.
"I'll go in and see Fourth Sister." Qu Qiuyan was so happy that she almost couldn't hold it back. She coughed hard to hide the pride in her eyes. She reached out and pushed Yu Chun away and rushed in. She wanted to see Qu Moying's ugly appearance as soon as possible.
So many scoundrels surrounded Qu Moying and tried to take advantage of him, and yet Qu Moying was still awake and flirting with them with a half-smile. Just based on this point, it would be difficult for Qu Moying to clear himself.
This is not Qu Caiyue. At least the other party is King Jing, and there is only King Jing. Qu Moying was molested by a few scoundrels. It is the most shameful thing.
Even the lady can't protect this little bitch Qu Moying.
Yuchun was pushed back two steps, stepped on the stairs and almost fell down. Fortunately, a woman nearby supported her and prevented her from falling.
“Miss Third, you… why did you push me… you… what do you want to do!” Yu Chun stammered, and followed in.
Several people behind him followed in.
Qu Qiuyan walked the fastest. When she entered the room and saw Qu Moying and the scoundrels, she was overjoyed, but she acted righteously and said, "Fourth sister, what happened to you? Did these scoundrels offend you? Don't worry, father will not let them go."
"What does third sister want to say?" Qu Moying turned around and said coldly.
"Fourth sister, don't be afraid. Don't worry. No matter who they are, we in the Qu Mansion will not let them go. What... did they do?" Qu Qiuyan was proud in her heart, but still spoke anxiously and loudly, afraid that others might not hear her.
She didn't notice that the monk from before was already looking at her strangely.
"What do you think it is, Third Sister?" Qu Moying sneered calmly. Qu Qiuyan felt that the matter was a foregone conclusion and acted very blatantly.
"Fourth sister, don't be afraid..."
"Third sister, what am I afraid of? Why should I be afraid? What should I be afraid of? How can third sister be sure of what I should be afraid of? Could it be that third sister knows something?" Looking at Qu Qiuyan with a hint of pride in her eyes, Qu
Mo Ying sneered in his heart, Qu Qiuyan was sure that she was in trouble.
The group of people coming over from behind looked at Qu Qiuyan in confusion, then at Qu Moying. They always felt that something was wrong, as if the Third Young Lady was a little too anxious. What was the reason
When a monk saw Madam Ji lying on the ground, his face changed drastically.
"Brother, what happened?" A monk in charge of receiving guests stepped forward and asked the monk who was originally here.
"Master, the people on the other side want to murder Madam Ji. Please catch them. If the Ling Anbo Mansion comes to investigate, we can have evidence."
Yudong pointed at the scoundrels on the opposite side and spoke loudly with confidence.
"When we came here, we saw someone fainted here."
"It has nothing to do with us, we are just passing by."
"We didn't do anything." The scoundrels had already panicked. It was fine if they did some scoundrel things on weekdays, but if something like this really happened now, the elders in the family might not be able to protect them. The Ling'an Marquis's Mansion is the prince's in-laws' family, how could other families compare to it.
Although these scoundrels' families are relatively wealthy, they cannot be compared with ordinary aristocratic families, let alone the Ling Anbo Mansion, a prominent family among the aristocratic families.
But they had no time to argue now, as the monks from Dabei Temple had already taken them under guard and would not let them leave.
Brother Qian looked at the people around him, then at the monks, and knew that no matter what he said at this time, it would be impossible to make any sense. He could only stand aside with a few scoundrels and watch how the situation developed.
Fortunately, the affairs of the lady of the Ji family have nothing to do with them!
"Fourth sister... are you... are you okay?" Qu Qiuyan was so shocked that she couldn't believe it. She couldn't help but look at Wulai and then at Qu Moying.
"Third sister, you keep saying that something is wrong with me. Where did you see that something is wrong with me? Or is today's incident related to you, which makes you repeatedly sure that something will happen to me?" Qu Moying said impatiently. He glanced at Qu Qiuyan coldly, ignored her, and walked towards Madam Ji who was lying on the ground.
“You…you…” Qu Qiuyan was speechless, her face turned red, then green, and she swept her eyes over the people around her, and every look she received was filled with suspicion.
He panicked immediately, his face turned pale again, his lips trembled twice, and he couldn't utter a word.
The feeling of falling from the high blue sky on empty air made her panic. She looked at the scoundrels opposite her and then at Qu Moying.
Qu Moying walked to Madam Ji, stretched out her hand to help her up, and called softly: "Madam, Madam... wake up, wake up."
Yuchun helped Aunt Xiang up, pinched her eyebrows, and called out softly a few times: "Aunt Xiang... Aunt Xiang, wake up..."
After all the actions, Mrs. Ji woke up slowly. She was frightened to the point of fainting. When she was called, she slowly opened her eyes. What she saw was a familiar little face with a veil on her eyes. It was not her granddaughter. She knew it was not Ji Hanyue at a glance.
A huge stone fell heavily from my heart.
"It's not Hanyue, it's not Hanyue..." The voice sounded almost crying, and I was stunned for a moment and couldn't come back to my senses.
"Madam Ji... are you okay? I'm from Minister Qu's residence. Did you recognize me?" Qu Moying sneered in his heart, but his face was extremely gentle, and he called in a low voice.