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In front of others, it seemed like she was helping him. In fact, he didn't need her help at all, even for the assassination at Liuzi Lake. He had done something a long time ago. He didn't set up any secret spies in the Prince's Mansion, but he bribed the front and back doormen of the Prince's Mansion. In addition, there was a shop of his in each shop outside the wall in the four directions of the Prince's Mansion, so as to monitor the Prince's comings and goings day and night. In this way, no matter whether the Prince went out openly or secretly, he would have a way to know, and the Prince's whereabouts might not be a secret.
This method is tortuous and obscure, but it is much safer than hiding spies in the Prince's Mansion to eavesdrop on secrets.
Perhaps, the only thing she had done to help him in all this time was to steal the imperial chariot map, but he had strictly forbidden her to do this. As a result, in order to save her, he almost got involved in the dispute over the military token.
What's the difference between her and Lang Linling? In the eyes of his subordinates and even Prince Ning, they all seem to be women who help him achieve great things, but in fact, they are nothing. The exchange between Concubine Lang and him is at least equal, and she is even more unbearable.
Over the years, perhaps only two women have truly helped him.
Of course, she would not tell him the secret she learned from the prince.
And there is the woman whose nickname is Qingyu.
At that time, he was just a powerless teenager, his father could kill him at any time, and Lao Tie, his most loyal servant, was dying, and only Qingyu could help.
He had paid a huge price for Qingyu's help. But over the years, he still hadn't forgotten the friendship, and although he had already returned the favor to Qingyu, he had recently saved Qingyu's entire family.
So, all the women around him loved him, but he only loved her.
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She knew that he didn't want to kill Qiaochu and tried to kill the woman twice. She knew how painful it was for him. Although it might not have anything to do with love, it was related to his mother's longing for her old friend and Qiaochu's love for him who saved him in the dungeon.
But, for her, he finally took action.
On the eve of the hunt, she wanted to spend a few moments with him before leaving, but he did not touch her. That night, he stared at her coldly and said, Shen Qingling, thank you for your charity.
Until she saw him wake up in the hunting area, she couldn't help but kiss him. At that moment, she knew that she had lost.
Now, she was struggling, afraid that she would really agree to him. Because she was afraid that she would push him further and further away from her. She had a feeling that he treated Qiaochu differently from others, and the further she was from him, the closer she was to him.
She thought about it over and over again, anxiously, crying in his arms, until she felt a burning sensation and pain on her neck. She came back to her senses in a daze. His low, predatory voice came from her neck, "Just now, how did my second brother treat you, here or there?"
The heat from the man's lips on her skin, the trembling feeling made her moan softly, and she unconsciously clutched his clothes tightly. In the past, she could still push him away, but now, she had lost all her strength and let him do whatever he wanted to her...
When she was about to melt in his kiss and caress, he pulled away... When she stood up in shock, only his faint voice remained in her ears.
"As per the custom in previous years, my father will lead us out hunting tomorrow. There will be a bonfire party to celebrate the harvest in the evening. You have one night to think it over. After the bonfire party, I will wait for you in the hunting area of King Rui. Tell me your decision, stay with my second brother and be my woman, or leave here. If you really love that person so much, I will send you back, and you don't have to worry about my affairs anymore."
She wanted to chase him, but ended up falling to her knees on the ground...
He kept changing, becoming stronger and colder. But he was always good to her. But it seemed that he changed again after that night in Feitian Temple. He was no longer tolerant of her. He was retreating, but forcing her to get closer to him step by step.
She can only choose to be his or leave, what should she do
He left. Did he go back to Qiaochu
She knelt on the ground, feeling the coldness in the tent...
woodland.
The man in the black cloak narrowed his eyes and stared at the jungle in the distance, remaining silent for a long time.
"Master,"
the ugly man next to him asked in a low voice.
"I'm trying to figure out what Second Brother is thinking..." The man smiled faintly, then stopped smiling and said, "Uncle Tie, notify the people we brought with us to come over. I have something to tell you."
Although his tone was indifferent, Lao Tie knew that it was related to the deployment of defenses on the return journey, and it was a serious matter that could not be taken lightly, so he cautiously agreed. He had only taken a few steps when he was stopped by him, "Bishui is responsible for the maintenance of the women's clothes. Inform Bishui and ask her to call her two maids to take care of them over there, get the beds and thick quilts, and bring a few more stoves. Jingping will keep my clothes, and ask Jingping to see if I have any thick cloaks and send one to her."
Lao Tie was startled and turned around, only to see King Rui holding his cloak with one hand, as if thinking about something. He said "she" but did not specify who it was, but he knew who he was talking about.
He responded in a low voice, saying, "When I left, Master asked me to pack lightly. Master has always been in good health, so I only brought the cloak I was wearing."
"Well, that's it."
"Master, Miss Qingling and Master Qiao..."
"Uncle Tie, how can they be compared!" King Rui's tone sank slightly, and he said, "Go. Qiaochu's matter is not important, just tell him briefly, and notify the secret guards to come as soon as possible. Also, let Jingqing go to the winter forest southeast of King Rui's hunting area, and follow the marks I made there during the day, and you can find the other Snow Silvers."
"This snow silver cave is hard to find," Lao Tie said with a start, "I want to hunt a few snow silvers to make a cloak for Miss Qingling? But if I don't go back, I still have to explain the matter of this mistress Qiao in detail, she is injured..."
“No need.”
Lang Linling’s tent.
Lang Linling asked calmly, "Did he really say that?"
Under the couch, Bishui nodded and said, "Master Lang, I will take my leave first. I have to go and take care of Master Qiao."
As she spoke, she glanced at Lang Linling quickly, only to see that Lang Fei looked as usual.
Lang Linling smiled secretly. You are still a little shallow in the Taoism of Bishui. Although I asked you to pay attention and report to me if there is anything strange, you told me that Master ordered people to add a quilt to Concubine Qiao. It implies that Master did not order the same configuration for me, but it seems that he loves Concubine Qiao even more. Don't you want to see the good show between Concubine Qiao and me? Don't you understand Concubine Qiao's daily complaints? Well, I will fulfill your wish this time, so that you can see how I am in Master's heart.
She closed her eyes, maybe... she wanted to confirm it herself.
Bishui was about to leave when she heard Lang Linling suddenly whisper, "Don't inform her maid, and don't take the quilt and heater away."
The next night, outside Qiaochu's tent.
"This bonfire party is lively, but it's a pity that we have to guard this sick concubine and can't go!"
"Stop talking. If King Rui finds out, we'll be in big trouble."
"… "
"I just heard from some friends passing by that Prince Rui and Concubine Lang are serving the Emperor, playing some orchestral music. I heard that Prince Rui and that chief clerk are both excellent at playing the flute, and everyone is clamoring for them to play a song together. I wonder how lively it will be." The person who spoke first lowered his voice and said, "I think Prince Rui doesn't love Concubine Qiao as much as the rumors say. If he really loved her, why would he leave her here like an injured person? It wouldn't hurt to have a few maids come over to look after her! The master may still be unconscious in there. The cough just now made my heart tremble. Prince Rui is really hard-hearted..."
Qiaochu was awakened by the noise outside. She felt cold, had a severe headache, and felt pain all over her body. She struggled to open her eyes. Her throat was slightly itchy, but the words of a guard outside the tent made her give up the idea of coughing. She had to endure it because of her good luck.
Bonfire Night? From what they said, it seemed like she slept for a whole day and night
"It's better to say that this Concubine Qiao was treated with contempt. I heard that she was born out of wedlock, and she is no match for Concubine Yuan..."
The voice outside came again. She was a master after all. Why were the words getting more and more unpleasant? She didn't care about feeling bad. She was just about to hint to them that she was awake by other means other than coughing, but suddenly she heard a sneer: "Do you think you can gossip about the master? If I hear it again, I don't care who you belong to, King Rui or Xia Haibing, I will kill him anyway!"
This voice seemed strange yet familiar... This king? Which master? Qiaochu stroked his head and thought, and heard a childish voice asking, "Brother Jiu, why are you so angry? Didn't you bring Xiao Jiu to see Sister-in-law Ba?"
"Humph, these servants are saying bad things about your eighth sister-in-law."
Tong Yin was angry, "I will let the foxes bite you to death, Yuan Bao, bite them."
Along with the voices of the big and the small, and the guards' frightened cries, Qiao Chu smiled slightly. It seemed that guests had arrived. Could it be King Xia and Xiao Jiuer
She was about to ask the guards to invite them in, but then she remembered that her hair was disheveled and her clothes were messy. How could she meet guests
She struggled to stand up, walked to the end of the couch, picked up her outer robe, and was about to put it on when she suddenly felt a sore throat. She was afraid that she had caught a cold, so she went to the table to get some water to drink before changing her clothes to meet the guests. Unexpectedly, she took only two steps and fell to the ground due to exhaustion. She supported herself on the ground to stand up, and suddenly heard a slight sound, and it turned out that the curtain was suddenly opened by someone.
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Chapter 165: Bonfire Night Competition - King Xia's Fox Fur (2)
At the edge of the curtain, the delicate and pretty little Jiu'er was looking at her with her eyes wide open.
I could hear several guards saying in panic, "My two lords, this... My Eighth Master has instructed that Concubine Qiao needs to rest and not see any guests for the time being. If my Eighth Master finds out, I will not be able to report. Please come out, my two lords." I also heard King Xia say with a smile, "It was that young master who rushed in, not me... Look, am I going in to catch him, or do you dare to go in and catch him yourself? Oh, then go in. If you accidentally mess with that rascal, and my father blames you, then don't say I didn't warn you."
Following the sound of that refreshing laugh and the large white hand pressing on the curtain, her eyes soon met the man who bent over and walked in.
She smiled bitterly, as if she always saw this man when she was in the most embarrassing situation, when she was seriously injured in the concubine selection competition, or when she was in despair outside the Golden Palace.
Compared with her embarrassment, this flamboyant and straightforward man was still dressed in beautiful and luxurious clothes and riding a horse.
Although they couldn't say they were familiar with each other, the feeling he gave her was that he was always so neat and tidy: wearing a jade crown on his head, golden boots on his feet, a snow-white robe, a pure black cloak, and always dressed in bright clothes and riding a horse.
Two maids followed behind him, each holding a stack of gift boxes half a person's height.
It was thanks to this gentleman who found these gifts and decorated them with exquisite boxes that these treasures were stored in the deep mountains and forests.
I heard that his mother is the daughter of the richest man in Jiangnan. It turns out that there is a kind of nobility that is innate.
The guards outside didn't dare to come in. Xiao Jiuer frowned and looked at her for a long time, half of her body still leaning out of the curtain, and growled in a low voice, "Whoever dares to come in, whoever touches a hair of this young master... I will let my father chop you off."
Outside, there was total silence. After a moment, someone asked tentatively in a trembling voice, "Empress Qiao, the two gentlemen are here to visit. Is the Empress up yet?"
Normally, meetings between uncles and sisters-in-law, or between boudoirs, should be kept secret. But at this time, firstly, the situation was special, and secondly, there were two masters, one big and one small, with two maids, so it wouldn't be too abrupt.
It seemed that both of them broke in by force. But one of them broke in with a clear conscience, while the other caught him without blushing.
In this situation, although her head and body were aching, she felt like laughing. She spoke to send the guard away first, "I have already