When the door opened, King Jing Pei Yusheng walked in.
When he entered and saw the curtain dropped, he stopped politely. He vaguely saw a woman inside bowing to him sideways. His eyes fell on the maid Chunxiu beside him. He realized that the person inside was Miss Liu, and smiled slightly.
"Greetings, His Royal Highness Prince Jing." The woman's gentle voice was a little low.
"Miss Liu, you are too polite. I heard that Miss Liu was here, so I came here in a hurry. If I have done anything wrong, I hope Miss Liu will forgive me."
Pei Yusheng said politely.
"You're too polite, King Jing." Qu Moying said softly.
Pei Yusheng sat down confidently on a chair beside him, then turned his gaze to the curtain. Although the curtain was not thick, the light inside did not seem to be very sufficient. He could only vaguely see the figure of the woman. She was wearing a veil, so her face was naturally not clear.
"I visited you several times before, but each time I returned empty-handed." Pei Yusheng greeted with a smile.
"I am alone in the capital, and my father is not able to help me. There are many inconveniences. I hope Your Highness will forgive me." Qu Moying replied.
This was said in a very polite manner. There was no relationship between the two people. It was actually extremely inappropriate for King Jing to ask to see a single female relative like her.
"It's not a big deal, actually. I just want to ask Miss Liu a few questions about the matter of the General Auxiliary to the State." Pei Yusheng said with a smile, putting the relationship between the two people on the right track.
"What... is it?" Qu Moying was startled, and the voice sounded a little surprised.
"General Fuguo is not young anymore, are you interested in returning to Beijing?" Pei Yusheng asked with a smile, seemingly not deliberately, and said with emotion, "When I was young, I heard about General Fuguo's deeds, and I have always felt deeply regretful. If I were not a prince, I would have left Beijing to fight the enemy at the border. A good man should go to the battlefield to gain some experience."
"Your Highness is thoughtful, but I... don't know what my father is thinking." Qu Moying's heart moved, and her watery eyes turned slightly. She already understood Pei Yusheng's thoughts.
My father is dead, and the capital is missing a powerful military figure. It would be the best time for General Fuguo to return to the capital.
Of course, this best opportunity is targeting Pei Yusheng. Pei Yuanjun probably doesn't like this situation at all!
"Then can you trouble Miss Liu to ask about it?" Pei Yusheng said, "If General Fuguo returns to the capital, I would like to ask him to teach me the knowledge of military affairs to relieve my regret for many years."
"This..." Qu Moying hesitated and refused, "I don't understand these things, and my father won't let me take care of such things."
If she agreed to this topic, Pei Yusheng would have more similar topics in the future and would find reasons to come to her house for a meeting, which was really not what she wanted to see.
"I heard that Miss Liu is also a heroine and the only daughter of the general who assists the country. She saved Uncle Wang when we were still at the border. Why are you making excuses now? Don't you think that I am not sincere enough?" Pei Yusheng smiled gently, with a hint of sarcasm in his voice, but his tone was not sharp.
Qu Moying heard some other meanings, smiled, and said: "Your Highness, what you heard are just rumors, don't take them seriously!"
"Since Miss Liu is unwilling to ask such questions, then please ask General Fuguo which military manuals he often reads. I want to know which ones General Fuguo liked to read the most in the past. It would be best if I could get a military manual registered by General Fuguo."
Pei Yusheng seemed not to hear the song
Mo Ying's words hinted at rejection, and he continued.
I have just refused, and now this one is obviously trying to get close to me, but it is harmless and not a big deal. This King Jing is indeed extraordinary. Having said that, it is inconvenient to refuse again.
"Okay, I'll ask my father." Qu Moying agreed.
Since Pei Yuanjun is in charge of this matter, he will take care of it.
"Then I would like to thank Miss Liu." Pei Yusheng stood up and bowed deeply towards the curtain. Qu Moying hurriedly stood up to return the greeting.
"In that case, I will wait for good news from Miss Liu." Pei Yusheng stood up straight and smiled, then nodded to a young eunuch standing behind him. The young eunuch came forward, holding something that looked like a scroll of calligraphy and painting in his hand, "I heard that General Fuguo writes Chinese characters very well. I have a calligraphy here, and I would like to trouble Miss Liu to deliver it to General Fuguo."
Since I have promised the previous statement, it means that this word must be sent.
Each step is taken very steadily and cannot be rejected.
"I thank His Royal Highness Prince Jing on behalf of my father." Qu Moying said with a smile. Chunxiu took two steps forward, took it from the eunuch's hand, and stood aside again.
"I will not disturb Miss Liu any more. I will take my leave first." Pei Yusheng said politely, in a gentle and not aggressive manner.
"Thank you, Your Highness." Qu Moying stood up from behind the curtain, bowed respectfully, then watched Pei Yusheng leave. When he sat down again, the curtain had been hung up.
Chunxiu put the letter on the desk in front of Qu Moying: "Miss, do you want to open it and take a look?"
"No need." Qu Moying shook her head. She was not the real Liu Lanxin, so there was no need for her to get involved. Pei Yuanjun would handle whatever happened next.
"Open it and take a look!" Pei Yuanjun's voice suddenly came from behind. Qu Moying turned around in surprise and found that the door panel behind the chair where he was sitting was actually opened. It was a secret door, and Pei Yuanjun walked out. He had always been handsome, but when he looked at people, his eyes were so cold that people would not dare to turn their heads.
No matter how handsome his face is, in the eyes of those who dare not look at him, he looks gloomy and strange, as if there is an endless hell of ghosts and a pile of white bones.
Seeing him come out, Qu Moying stepped aside and gave him the main seat.
Chunxiu responded, walked forward to open the calligraphy and spread it out in front of the desk. It was indeed a piece of calligraphy with vigorous and powerful handwriting. It was obvious at first glance that it was the work of a master of calligraphy and painting.
"Prince Jing is really good. I know that General Fuguo likes this kind of vigorous and powerful words. But I didn't expect that he would always carry such words in his carriage." Pei Yuanjun clapped his hands and smiled, and the smile diluted the coldness in his eyes.
Seeing him turn his head to look at her, Qu Moying nodded indifferently. What happened next was none of her business, and she didn't need to find out the details.
As for whether Pei Yusheng was intentional or not, it had nothing to do with her. She was just temporarily pretending to be Liu Lanxin for Pei Yuanjun. She didn't know why Miss Liu didn't go to Beijing herself, but found someone to pretend to be her.
Of course, these were not things she should ask.
"Have you just returned from the Ling'an Marquis's Mansion?" Pei Yuanjun lazily sat down on the chair in the middle, looked at Qu Moying and suddenly asked with a chuckle.
"Yes!" Qu Moying's heart ached and he lowered his head.
"Ling'anbo Ji Yongming passed away?" Pei Yuanjun stretched out his hand and tapped the table lightly, asking casually.
"Yes!" Qu Moying bit her lip.
Her eyes were slightly red, and a feeling of discomfort surged up, making her feel as if she was suffocating from a devastating disaster.
My heart was grabbed fiercely and blood was dripping.
"What do you want to do?" Pei Yuanjun suddenly chuckled and asked abruptly.
Qu Moying paused for a moment, then suddenly looked up and asked, "What does the prince want to do?"
"It doesn't matter to me, but you..." Pei Yuanjun smiled, as if he found Qu Moying's reaction interesting. His eyes fell on her slightly clenched fist, "You don't look very well!"
After a brief silence, Qu Moying nodded and admitted frankly: "Yes, I... am not very good!"
Since she couldn't hide her feelings, there was no need to hide them. Pei Yuanjun must be aware of her hostility towards the prince and the Ji family, so why should she hide it
"What do you want?" Pei Yuanjun smiled at Qu Moying's confession and asked with interest. His pair of handsome sleepy eyes raised, adding a bit of gentleness and charm. If no one knew that the man in front of him was the Prince of Yun, no one would associate him with the legendary Prince of Yun who was feared by gods and ghosts.
Ji Hai smiled and secretly looked up at Miss Qu Si in front of him. He was very satisfied with what he saw, and then secretly lowered his head again.
"There seems to be some mystery surrounding the deaths of my cousin and uncle." Qu Moying calmed herself down. She was now her cousin in her previous life. With such an identity, she had reason to doubt these things.
"The Crown Princess was injured while saving the Crown Prince, and now she is seriously injured and cannot be cured. As for Ling Anbo, I heard that he was also injured that night. Later, I heard that the Crown Princess was seriously injured and unconscious. She might not be well anymore. He vomited blood and fainted. His condition was very bad. Since he died after the Crown Princess, it is not a surprise." Pei Yuanjun said indifferently.
It turns out there is such a saying. The outside saying is just an outside explanation, which is passed on to ordinary people, and this is the real explanation. It also explains how Ling Anbo, who was obviously born a military general, could be so fragile.
His heart trembled heavily. Pei Luoan really had thought of everything. After explaining it, who among the powerful families who knew the inside story would still doubt him
“Then… what about my cousin, how could she be gone all of a sudden… and without a word… and actually… and actually there wasn’t even a funeral… You say it’s a conflict? Did it really interfere with my cousin’s marriage?” Qu Moying’s heart beat violently a few times, and his eyes were cold.
"The third young lady of the Ji Mansion?" Pei Yuanjun seemed to find it more and more interesting and asked with raised eyebrows.
"Yes!" Qu Moying said.
"The third young lady is probably not dead!" Pei Yuanjun looked at her with a smile and said meaningfully.
These words pierced her heart. Her heart beat wildly. Qu Moying looked up in shock. She could hardly control her excitement. She opened her mouth several times before she uttered a hoarse voice: "Cousin...cousin...she...she's still here? Is she...nothing wrong? Then where is she now?"
Is this another rumor spread outside? He looked at Pei Yuanjun expectantly, his fingers trembling slightly.
Could she understand that her sister was still alive? She was looking forward to hearing such words, but she felt that it was unlikely. The bracelet on Ji Youran's hand, the words and expression on her face at that time, all showed that what she said at that time was true. There was no need to lie to a dying person like herself...
But even so, she still hoped that what Ji Youran said was false, even if there was only a slight chance...