Not long after, Qi Mingcheng said goodbye and invited Chen Anzhi back before leaving. Chen Anzhi could only smile and agree, but as soon as Qi Mingcheng left, he immediately brushed the tea set on the table in anger.
Why did Qi Mingcheng keep targeting him? Chen Anzhi knew it very well, but he also felt wronged. As a man, he understood Qi Mingcheng's targeting. But as the person being targeted, he couldn't help but feel angry.
"These surrendered people should all be killed!" Chen Anzhi said angrily. Wangshan and Wangjiang lowered their heads, not daring to respond.
Qi Mingcheng got on the carriage and sat down, watching Feng Zhen holding the hand of the maid. He looked at her, sneered, and turned his eyes away.
Feng Zhen bit her lip. She endured it again and again. When the carriage drove a distance and the sound of the shafts and wheels filled her ears, she finally couldn't help but speak: "Can't the prince forget those old things?"
"Forget?" Qi Mingcheng laughed. "Even if I forgot, can you forget or can the bastard Chen Anzhi forget? Why, I brought you to meet your old lover today, but you don't thank me and show me this dead face?"
Feng Zhen's eyes were red as she tried to hold back her tears. She clenched and unclenched her hands on her knees, then clenched them again.
Qi Mingcheng noticed her subtle movements and snorted contemptuously.
His cold snort was like an invisible push to Feng Zhen, and all his entanglements were finally resolved. Feng Zhen suddenly turned around, pushed open the window, and jumped out of the speeding carriage.
Qi Mingcheng was stunned, grabbed the wheel and shouted, "Feng Zhen!"
"Whoa—" The driver hurriedly stopped the car.
It was not a remote place, but someone jumped out of the car, causing passers-by to exclaim. People soon figured out that the person who jumped out of the car was actually the wife of King Kangjing.
The people were whispering, not understanding why a wealthy and well-fed princess would jump out of the car.
But within half a day, the news had spread throughout the capital. Even if the people did not know the details, they could imagine many vivid versions of the story.
Chen Anzhi was stunned when he got the news.
After a long time, he picked up a cup of tea on the table, stood up and walked to the yard, and poured the tea under a pear tree.
The scene when Feng Zhen came to find him suddenly appeared in front of him again. That day was the second day after she was married to Qi Mingcheng.
She said nothing, but returned the jade pendant he had given her. But even though she said nothing, Chen Anzhi still saw reluctance in her crying eyes.
But what can he do
The imperial edict cannot be disobeyed, and he cannot come forward to plead for her with the emperor.
not to mention…
Although Feng Zhen was very good, he did praise her for her piano skills. Although he did write poems to praise her and gave her a beautiful jade. But he didn't want to marry her...
Chen Anzhi sighed.
"I guess... Qi Mingcheng heard these rumors. Your life after marriage must be difficult, right?" Chen Anzhi stared blankly at the withered pear tree in front of him.
He sighed for a moment, put the matter aside, and turned back. He had just taken two steps when his footsteps suddenly stopped.
He suddenly thought of You Yuzhi.
Will Zhao Sheng have a crush on You Yuji like he did on Feng Zhen, but it's just a crush. And the woman is sensitive, she has wild thoughts, and secretly promised her love. Will You Yuji just be confused for a moment
Chen Anzhi thought about his indifference to You Yuji during this period. Would she be as sad as Feng Zhen? Would she commit suicide if the sadness accumulated for a long time
Chen Anzhi's heart suddenly choked.
-No, he would never be a jerk like Qi Mingcheng. He is a man of integrity and he would never let a woman commit suicide in despair.
"Wangshan." Chen Anzhi ordered, "Go to the storehouse and get a set of jewelry to send to Tanxiang Yingyue."
He paused, then added: "The ones with better quality."
Later, Wangshan came back from Tanxiang Yingyue, put the jewelry box on the table, and said with a bitter face: "Master, the lady confiscated it."
"How did you do that? Did you not choose the right things?" Chen Anzhi opened the jewelry box. Inside was a set of jade ornaments. A pair of jade bracelets, a white jade hairpin, and two hibiscus hairpins. The jade material and the carving were both good.
Wang Shan stammered, "Madam didn't even look at the things. She just said that she didn't need any jewelry and asked me to take them back."
"Shame on you!"
"Who made my cousin angry?" Fang Qingyi took the hand of the maid Lu Shu and walked over the threshold.
Chen Anzhi quickly stood up to help her, and said with a smile: "Why did my cousin come here today?"
"I made some plum wine when I was free and sent it to my cousin."
"My cousin is thoughtful."
Chen Anzhi noticed Fang Qingyi looking at the jewelry on the table, and immediately said with a smile: "I was just picking out a box of jewelry to give to you, but I didn't expect you to have something to give me too. We really have a tacit understanding!"
The next day, Qi Mingcheng took Feng Zhen to visit the Jinnan Prince's Mansion. On the way back, Feng Zhen jumped out of the car and died. This news reached His Majesty's ears.
Emperor Chen had just finished his morning court session and was sitting behind his desk reading memorials. He listened expressionlessly to De Shun's report of the cause of the matter.
"In that case, it's my fault for mismatching people."
Deshun immediately said, "Of course not, it's just that Qi Mingcheng's temper is too small."
Emperor Chen did not respond, and opened another memorial. He was just joking, and did not think he had done anything wrong. Many countries had surrendered, and he wanted to unify the empire, and blood fusion was the top priority. Under this political goal, personal joy and anger, or even life and death, were not that important.
After a while, Emperor Chen said again: "Qi Mingcheng has been a little restless recently."
Deshun rolled his eyes and agreed, "That's right, we should give it a good beating."
Emperor Chen had appointed three kings of different surnames, all of whom were surrendered people. All three of them had some problems. One was stupid and had been killed by someone else. One was in poor health and had to rely on medicine to stay alive every day. The last one was the reckless man Qi Mingcheng.
He wanted to have a reputation as a benevolent monarch, so he picked out these three people at random. These three people were all royal relatives of the surrendered country. But who knew how much rebellion these royal families of the surrendered country had in their hearts? He was willing to use the old ministers of the surrendered country. He would never trust the royal family of the surrendered country.
The act of making him a king has confirmed his reputation as a benevolent monarch. Whether these three people can enjoy this honor does not affect his reputation as a benevolent monarch.
"Let Qi Mingcheng take charge of celebrating the Queen Mother Dong's birthday." Emperor Chen gave the order.
A good job is also a risky job.
Madam Jing walked in with a happy look on her face, and saw Si Que lazily leaning against the bed and playing with a cat. She hurriedly walked to You Yuji, who was leaning on the beauty couch reading a medical book, and leaned over to whisper, "Madam, there is news from the Poison Tower."
"Really?" You Yuji raised her eyes, her eyes filled with surprise.
Madam Jing hurriedly nodded heavily.
You Yuji said, "Let Zhuo Wen make the trip. Price is not a problem. Wait... Tell Zhuo Wen to be careful. Buying medicine is important, but your own safety is more important."
Madam Jing agreed and quickly left.
You Yuji turned her head and looked at Si Que who was lying on the bed. She couldn't imagine that after she left the Jinnan Palace, Si Que would be left alone here.
She will definitely get the fake death drug and take Si Que away safely.
For two days, You Yuji waited anxiously for news about Zhuo Wen. She was worried about the difficulty of buying medicine from the drug house, and she was also worried about Zhuo Wen's safety. Doing business requires keeping an eye on all sides. Although most of the You family's business is still in Siguo, there are not many shops in Chendi. You Yuji tried to find out the news about the drug house from many sources, and the more she tried, the more worried she became.
The Poison House is very mysterious. It sells all kinds of novel poisons and drugs, most of which are highly toxic and are personally developed by the owner of the Poison House. The Poison House does not look like a place for business. The reason for this is that it is too difficult to buy things in the Poison House.
The poison shop only opens occasionally to sell poisons on a certain day. There is no regularity in the opening day, it all depends on the owner's preference.
"What kind of person is the owner of this poison building..." You Yuji muttered to himself.
Si Que turned his head and looked over, smiling brightly, and said, "Sister, I want to take a bath."
You Yuji came back to her senses, looked at him and smiled, then said softly, "Okay." She stood up and asked the maid to prepare water for the cleansing room, then pushed Si Que into the cleansing room.
When Si Que was bathing the day before yesterday, You Yuji was really worried, thinking that he would act like a child and ask her for help. But to You Yuji's surprise, Si Que did not ask her to help wash him, but only asked her to help push him into the clean room.
You Yuji pushed Si Que into the clean room just like she did last time. She walked around to Si Que, squatted down in front of him, looked at him with a smile, and asked in a gentle voice: "Do you really not need help?"
Si Que shook his head.
You Yuji then stood up and put Si Que's change of clothes on the table. She glanced at the water stains on the floor, pondered for a moment, spread out a large cotton towel and spread it on the floor, saying softly, "The floor is slippery, this way you won't fall easily."
She smiled gently at Si Que again, and before leaving, she reminded him to call her at any time if he needed anything. She was studying outside and would not leave.
After You Yuzhi went out, he sat back in the rattan chair, holding the medical book in his hand but not reading it, still thinking about the fake death drug.
It was not until the medical book in her hand fell to the ground that she came back to her senses.
You Yuji bent down to pick up the book, and paused for a moment. She immediately stood up, walked hurriedly to the bedside, opened the drawer of the bedside table, and took out the booklet.
She quickly unfolded the page where she had marked the date. Today's date was circled with a red pen. You Yuji gently stroked the red circle with her fingertips.
From today on, the next few days will be the days when she is most likely to get pregnant...
You Yuji turned her head and looked towards the clean room, muttering to herself: "But his legs..."
After a long time, Si Que came out of the clean room by himself in a wheelchair. You Yuji heard the noise and hurried over to him. Seeing that his hair was still wet, she pushed him to the charcoal brazier. You Yuji dragged a high stool to the side of Si Que and took a cotton towel to help him wipe the water stains on his hair.
She wiped it gently over and over again.
For a moment, the room was warm and quiet.
After a long while, You Yuji gently wiped Si Que's black hair and said softly, "Although I haven't danced for a long time, Ah Chun still gave me a set of dance clothes last time. Can you help me take a look and see if it looks good?"
The image of You Yuzhi dancing suddenly appeared in Si Que's eyes.
In fact, Si Que had only seen You Yujie dance once, and that was at the grand banquet before Si Guo surrendered that year.
At that time, he thought that a woman's body could be so soft.
"Sister looks good in anything she wears."
You Yuji put down the cotton towel, helped Si Que to the bed, and let him lean against the head of the bed comfortably again. As soon as he adjusted his posture, Baisui in the corner jumped into his hands.
After You Yuzhi settled Si Que down, she turned around and went to the small room to change clothes.
Si Que took a silk handkerchief of You Yuji and tied a beautiful bow around Baisui's neck. Hearing the footsteps, he looked up and was startled.
You Yuji walked over slowly.
She was wearing a light purple dance dress. The light purple material was as thin as a cicada's wing and covered her shoulders and arms. The dark purple bra was pulled down very low, revealing deep cleavage. The purple pearl fell in front of her neck, trembling slightly against her snow-white skin as she walked lightly.
The waist was tightly gathered, making her already slender waist look even thinner. The skirt material below was extremely soft, and it looked like a purple cloud as she walked.
There is a faint sound of bells.
You Yuzhi walked towards Si Que gracefully. She sat down on the high stool on the bedside table. Her snow-white feet poked out from under her purple skirt and rested on the edge of the bed, her fair calves vaguely visible.
She leaned over and saw the snow-capped mountains and deep valleys.
She tied the anklet around her ankle, and then gently plucked the small silver bell on the anklet with her fingertips. The small silver bell rubbed the little red mole, accompanied by a small and pleasant silver bell sound.
The author has something to say: Sister: Do it yourself and you will have enough food and clothing
Thanks for the nutrient solution, I will update tomorrow√, this chapter dropped 11 red envelopes