"Ying girl, Yu has been ill recently, and her illness is not mild. I originally wanted to keep her in the Buddhist temple of the ancestral temple, but now she is really ill. I mean, can you and Yan girl take charge of the affairs of the inner courtyard together?"
"Are you really sick?" Qu Moying raised his head and asked.
Yu's character would not surrender without a fight. Retreating in order to advance was the best approach. Just saying that he was sick and couldn't get up immediately made the matter less serious. This was also what Qu Moying had thought of before.
But what the lady said was very different from what she had imagined.
"He is really ill. We even asked the imperial physician to come over, but he said the situation is very difficult to treat at the moment." The lady nodded with a heavy face.
He actually invited an imperial physician, which means he is really sick, and imperial physicians are not so easy to bribe!
But it was such a coincidence that the disease came, and it just happened to save Yu from his predicament. It was really hard to believe.
Something is so wrong.
"Then... can it be cured?" Qu Moying asked.
"It's hard to say. We need to wait and see. Two imperial doctors from the palace have come. They can't tell you whether it's good or bad for the time being. They just said that you have to take good care of yourself. If it's not good, I'm afraid you really will..." The lady's expression darkened when she said this.
Although she didn't like Yu, she didn't insist that anything bad happen to her.
"Grandma, who came up with the idea of having my third sister and I manage the household together?" Qu Moying changed her topic. She would investigate the Yu family matter herself. What she found strange was the second half of the words that the old lady had just said. Managing the household? At this moment, it was not a good time for her to be the managing director.
On the one hand, she had no intention of being the head of the family, but on the other hand, she didn't think she had to be the head of the family.
Qu Moying has been raised in a manor since she was a child. Not to mention being the head of the family, even her talent and learning are not that good. Although she now appears to be talented, she is still some distance away from being the head of the family. This will really make people doubt her identity as the Fourth Miss Qu.
Although she is indeed Qu Moying, she is not willing to recruit people based on this.
In terms of talent and learning, it can be said that Ji Hanyue sent people over to teach him, but as the head of the family, Ji Hanyue would definitely not send anyone to teach him.
If you manage it well, people will doubt you; if you manage it badly, you will be framed.
It looks prosperous on the surface, but actually it harbors evil intentions. It was either Yu or Qu Qiuyan who proposed it.
"Your third sister said she wanted to learn how to manage the household, but she was worried about one person, so she asked me to help her look after her. I thought you are already grown up, and you will have to manage the household when you go out. Why don't you learn from your aunt? I will ask your aunt to help you a little, and you and Yan girl will manage the affairs of the mansion together. Is that okay?"
The lady asked.
She thought about this idea for a long time, and even discussed it with her nanny. She felt that this method was not bad.
Ying grew up in the farm and knows nothing about being the head of the household. Even if she doesn't manage the household after she gets married, it will be troublesome if she can't even manage the affairs of her own yard.
Teaching one is teaching, teaching two is also teaching.
“But my health is not very good. I have just arrived in the capital. Although I have learned some things from the people sent by my cousin in the manor, my knowledge is just ordinary…” Qu Moying refused calmly.
These words made the old lady silent for a while. She also knew that it might be difficult to let Qu Moying take charge of the family all of a sudden.
After thinking about it, I didn't give up this idea. Although it is difficult at the moment, it is good for me.
It will be very beneficial for Qu Moying to get married in the future: "If you have time, just follow and see how they handle things first, and then take action if you have an idea, how about it?"
"Thank you, grandma. I understand." Qu Moying nodded, a hint of depth flashing across his watery eyes. This method was indeed good. He just needed to follow and watch. If he found anything, he could speak up. Of course, he didn't have to speak up. No matter what happened, he wouldn't be blamed for it.
Compared with the previous suggestion made by the lady, this approach is much freer and more convenient.
Now that the matter had been settled, Qu Moying had a chat with the lady before returning to Qianyueju. He was tired after walking to many places all day, so he had dinner early and went to bed as soon as the lights were lit.
In her dream, she saw herself falling from the high Linyuan Pavilion, and then there was a fire, the flames shot up to the sky, and Qu Moying fell to the ground with her eyes covered. It seemed as if something was pressing heavily on her chest, and she couldn't breathe...
Her watery eyes suddenly opened, and she looked at the ceiling of the bed in horror, at the peony decorations carved on the wooden boards above the bed.
It took her a long time to put down her hand that was pressing on her chest and slowly come back to her senses, but then she turned her head in astonishment and looked at the table. A lamp was on in front of the table, and sitting on the chair in the middle was Pei Yuanjun, who was wearing a dark purple robe. The delicate irises on his cuffs were in full bloom, and a hint of golden lines flashed under the light.
There was a cup of tea at his hand, which was poured from the teapot on the table. He raised his handsome eyes and looked into Qu Moying's shocked eyes. Then, in her shocked gaze, he picked up the teacup at hand and took a sip leisurely. If Qu Moying didn't know that this was her own boudoir, she would have thought it was the Prince of Yun's Mansion.
After supporting himself with his hands and sitting up, Qu Moying calmed down and asked, "My Lord, is there anything important that you need to come here at this time?"
Entering one's own boudoir in the middle of the night is not something Pei Yuanjun would do.
"I just happened to be passing by, so I came in to take a look." Pei Yuanjun raised his eyebrows indifferently, put down the teacup in his hand, leaned back, and even held a fan in his hand. He tapped the folded fan bones lightly on the table, "Pei Yusheng came to your house today."
"At this time?" Qu Moying was stunned for a moment and said in astonishment. Her long eyelashes fluttered twice, and she looked even more beautiful under the light.
She was originally very thin and petite, and looked even more immature than other girls of her age. Now she was sitting up, with her long, black hair spread out behind her head, covering most of her sitting body and leaving only a beautiful little face without the long veil covering it.
The eyes were long and like butterfly wings, and they seemed to be even darker and deeper because she had been wearing a veil. The color of her eyes was flowing with water, and her skin was as white as jade. The whole person seemed to be in black and white, with only the light color of her lips revealing a bright pink.
It's not very bright, or it might be noticeable on other people's faces, but when it falls on her face, it makes that palm-sized face come alive. She is naturally charming, graceful and elegant, with a touch of jade-like elegance in her alluring beauty.
"Yes, at this time." Pei Yuanjun seemed not to notice her dazzling appearance. He glanced at her with a smile, narrowing his blazing eyes. "How about it, are you interested in taking a look?"
The last time Pei Yuanjun saw her appearance, he didn't react much. This is another reason why Qu Moying could face Pei Yuanjun calmly.
After all, in terms of appearance, this one is the most worthy of the title, regardless of whether he is a man or a woman.
One, right? I've looked at myself in the mirror so many times, how can I find a face I like in the future
What's more, Qu Moying believed that even if she was like a painting, it was a dead painting. In Pei Yuanjun's eyes, when he looked at her, it was not like he was looking at a living person. There was never a clear shadow of her in his eyes. It flashed by. No matter how beautiful the scenery in the painting was, it was dead. It left no trace and did not leave too much shadow.
"Your Highness, you are the uncle of Prince Jing, right?" Qu Moying looked at the Prince of Yun in front of her speechlessly. Although she had heard that the Prince of Yun was of a higher generation, he was younger than his nephews, but was it really okay to go and watch her nephew's date so openly
It doesn't seem like something someone of his status would do.
"No problem, let's go take a look together now that you're here!" Pei Yuanjun stood up gracefully, walked to the screen, picked up one of Qu Moying's cloaks, walked over, and threw it on Qu Moying's bed, "Put it on, let's go take a look together, maybe we can hear something important."
Can I hear something? Qu Moying's heart moved, and after thinking about it, she didn't refuse. She didn't know anything at the moment in the Qu Mansion. If King Jing blindly supported Qu Qiuyan, it would be a great enemy for her, and it could even be a disaster. If she could hear what Qu Qiuyan and King Jing said, that would be the best, and this matter would most likely fall on her...
A banquet was set up at the highest point of the third floor in a pavilion of the Qu Mansion. Originally, this was a banquet hosted by Qu Zhizhen to entertain King Jing Pei Yusheng. But now the host has been replaced by the charmingly dressed Qu Qiuyan, who is sitting in front of Pei Yusheng and crying like a tearful person.
“Your Highness, do you… do you think I… am such a person? I am kneeling in the mourning hall, and it is the mourning hall of the Crown Princess. Even if I… even if I really… I would never do such a shameless thing. Besides, my… my feelings for Your Highness… If Your Highness… If Your Highness really doesn’t believe me, I will jump down from here to make my feelings clear.”
Qu Qiuyan stood up and cried, and threw herself onto the windowsill. The maid who followed her was so frightened that she just screamed, "Miss!" and ran after her, but it was too late.
Fortunately, Pei Yusheng was faster. As a martial artist, he was no match for the weak girl in the boudoir. He pulled Qu Qiuyan's sleeve back and Qu Qiuyan fell into his arms.
Seeing that she was about to fall into Pei Yusheng's arms, Qu Qiuyan hurriedly tried to separate him, and her body tilted to the side. She used too much force and her foot twisted. She actually screamed in pain and knelt on the ground in front of Pei Yusheng. She didn't know what she had bumped into, and her face was pale.
"What's wrong? Where did you bump into?" The indifference on Pei Yusheng's face disappeared, and he pulled her up to see if she was injured.
"Your Highness, please don't pull me. Even if we... we shouldn't be too close at this time." Qu Qiuyan pushed Pei Yusheng's hand away and refused softly.
The maid who had reacted hurriedly helped her up, but seeing her face getting paler and paler in pain, Pei Yusheng couldn't help but be moved. He walked over and pushed the maid away without hesitation, picked her up, and placed her on a chair beside him. "You are still so fussy at this time. Where are you hurt?"
"Your Highness, I'm really fine. It's fine as long as Your Highness doesn't misunderstand me." Qu Qiuyan said with all her might. She had originally been very good-looking, but now with tears and a smile on her face, she looked extremely pitiful and heartbreaking.
Pei Yusheng sighed, stood up, lowered his head slightly to look at her face and said, "Okay, I believe you are the one. Then tell me who harmed you?"