Throughout the night, Oriole didn't sleep well.
Wen Qingzhu did not help her directly, but told her a way.
"Your information is of some value, but it goes far beyond asking me to help you. But I can give you a direction. Now that Wen Bogui is deeply disappointed with Wan's mother and daughter, it is the time when he needs someone to comfort him. After all, he is a man, and his main concern is There is no reason not to take it if you come up.”
"As for you, I believe you are a smart man and you will definitely not be discovered in the short term. A man like Wen Bogui has a soft ear. Just follow him, complain, and let him treat you as an outhouse and find a suitable place for you." Give him the opportunity to take back your deed of betrayal, and then everything will go as planned."
Until dawn, this sentence kept appearing over and over in her mind.
There was a knock on the door, and a cuckoo's voice: "Oriole, get up quickly, the lady wants to see you."
Oriole quickly stood up, changed her outer clothes, and then went to see Wen Qingfang.
"I'm going to the Prince's Mansion today, you-"
Before Wen Qingfang finished speaking, Oriole suddenly raised his head with a tired look on his face: "Thank you, Miss, for the opportunity, but I didn't sleep well all night. I'm afraid I'll miss something if I go over there."
Wen Qingfang frowned, but she still gave a few instructions before leaving with Du Juan.
Du Juan supported her diligently and mocked Oriole: "Miss is so kind to her! She doesn't tell the difference between good and bad. It really cost Miss a lot of trouble."
Wen Qingfang glanced sideways at Du Juan, her eyebrows furrowed even more.
Dujuan thought her words had an effect, so she started to explain how Oriole was lazy and refused to work.
Wen Qingfang sighed in her heart, thinking that the oriole might not be able to be saved, and the cuckoo wouldn't be of much use either.
It seems that she has to choose a new confidant maid, otherwise when she gets to the Prince's Mansion, without a powerful maid, she may not be able to guard her courtyard.
After Wen Qingfang and Wan left, Huang Ori took advantage of others' unpreparedness and quietly touched Wen Bogui's study.
Because of Wan's deliberate harsh treatment, Wen Bogui had no one to look after him.
After Oriole entered, he poured a cup of hot water and went over.
Wen Bogui thought it was Wan Shi who was coming, and was startled. When he opened his eyes, it was Oriole.
Even if he is lying down with his face covered in bruises, he still has to put on airs.
"It's you, why are you here? Are you here to monitor me for my good daughter?"
Seeing him like this, Oriole suddenly understood what Wen Qingzhu meant, and felt calm.
"Master, you are thirsty. This water slave has tasted the temperature. It is neither cold nor hot. Please drink some first." The soft voice and charming look made Wen Bogui's heart skip a beat.
Seeing the drama, Oriole became more and more gentle and carefree.
Gradually, the pain Wen Bogui suffered from his wife found some relief from Oriole.
Yanyuan East Courtyard.
When Wen Qingzhu got the news, he was stunned, and then laughed out loud.
She really didn't expect Oriole to have this ability.
If Oriole really captures Wen Bogui's heart, Dafang may be in trouble.
But that's fine, it also prevents Wen Qingfang from staring at her side.
Not long after, Jasmine quietly walked in: "Miss, Uncle Zhong found out about the Yang family and said that Miss Eleven often goes to Fengguo Temple recently."
"Fengguo Temple?" Wen Qingzhu was slightly surprised. It was very strange.
Wen Qingxin has never been a person who likes to worship Buddha.
She wanted to ask something else, but she saw two hesitations on Jasmine's face.
Wen Qingzhu thought about going to see Xin Zhong tomorrow, so he asked thoughtfully, "But what's going on with Xin Zhong?"
Jasmine suddenly raised her head, then quickly lowered her head, and whispered: "Yes, Xin Zhong said, he, he is willing to go to Youzhou, but he wants... wants... wants..."
Jasmine was stunned not to say the last words.
Wen Qingzhu vaguely guessed a thing or two and said with a smile, "Want to take you there with me?"
As soon as these words came out, Jasmine's cheeks turned red and her head buried deeper.
Wen Qingzhu pretended to sigh: "Young women are not allowed to stay in college."
Knowing that Jasmine had misunderstood, she quickly knelt down and said, "This slave will never leave Miss! Don't worry, Miss!"
"Please come." Wen Qingzhu helped Jasmine up, "It's nothing, it's just that there is a lot of chaos in Youzhou now. I don't trust you to follow him. Go and tell him that when he calms down Youzhou, I will let him Take you there."
"Miss..." Jasmine understood what Wen Qingzhu meant, "I don't want to get married!"
Wen Qingzhu grabbed her hand: "You still have to stay with me for several years. I'm not happy with you even if you want to get married. Anyway, let's see first. If you two are in love and you're old enough, that's fine. If you don't like him. , I will choose a better one for you in the future."
Early the next morning, Wen Qingzhu went to see Xin Zhong.
For the sake of other people's eyes and ears, she disguised herself and left through the side door of Wen's house.
In less than a quarter of an hour, Wen Qingzhu and Jasmine arrived on the main street together.
When passing Baoding Hall, it was obvious that there were many more people coming in and out.
Standing opposite, Wen Qingzhu's expression became serious: "Is this the case in medical clinics recently?"
"The weather is getting colder, and the number of people suffering from colds has indeed increased. I went to Xue's Medical Center two days ago, and I heard from Dr. Xue that more people are seeing doctors."
"I hope it's just because of the cold weather." Wen Qingzhu murmured, then turned around and led Jasmine towards the other courtyard.
On the edge of the capital, there is a secluded courtyard.
When Wen Qingzhu and Jasmine arrived, an old servant opened the door and welcomed them in.
After walking a few steps, Wen Qingzhu heard the sound of martial arts training not far away.
Crossing a gravel path, what appeared in front of us was Xin Zhong.
He was wearing a single coat and waving a half-new gold ge in his hand. He was tall, but his figure was a bit thin.
As a doctor, Wen Qingzhu knew that Xin Zhong's internal injuries had not yet healed.
"Brother Xin." Jasmine walked over and took out her handkerchief skillfully.
When Xin Zhong heard the sound, he immediately turned around and put away the golden sword. Just as he was about to take Jasmine's handkerchief, he saw Wen Qingzhu here.
He put down his golden sword and walked towards Wen Qingzhu, his eyes looking fierce.
Wen Qingzhu had known Xin Zhong's reputation for a long time, and knew that he was already kind-hearted.
"Miss Wen." Xin Zhong's nasal voice was very strong, and there was a strong heat in it as soon as he spoke it.
Wen Qingzhu nodded and pointed to the room: "Let's go in and talk."
After sitting down in the house, Jasmine went out to make tea.
Now only Wen Qingzhu and Xin Zhong are here.
"Master Xin?" Wen Qingzhu looked at Xin Chong with a smile.
Xin Zhong waved his arm: "Xin has no identity now. Miss Wen should call me by my name."
Wen Qingzhu nodded, and she looked at Xin Zhong up and down. Compared to the irritable and irritable days before, he was much gentler now.
Most importantly, he has recognized his situation.
When facing himself, he even lowered his posture slightly.
Wen Qingzhu didn't think Xin Zhong could realize this.
Jasmine would persuade him to let him go to the battlefield in Youzhou, but she would never interfere with his personal will.
Then, someone was pointing him behind his back.
After analyzing this, Wen Qingzhu smiled.
It happened that Jasmine came in with hot tea. At Wen Qingzhu's suggestion, Jasmine turned around and went out to help the old servant.
Wen Qingzhu took a sip of tea. It was warm and sweet in the mouth. Wen Qingzhu liked it, but it was not his favorite.
In this way, Xin Zhong likes it.
Looking up, he saw that Xin Zhong had already drank a cup of tea.
He seemed to be aware of his gaze and looked up.
The two people's eyes met, and there was a faint flash of fire.
Wen Qingzhu pursed his lips and smiled, put down the teacup and said, "Do you like this tea?"
"Of course I like it." Xin Zhong frowned slightly. Thinking of the conversation that day, he decided not to play tricks on Wen Qingzhu and said directly, "Miss Wen, just say whatever you want. You should have guessed that I want to marry Jasmine."
"Let's not talk about this for now."
Upon hearing this, Xin Zhong's expression suddenly changed, his hand holding the cup tightened, and several cracks immediately appeared around the blue and white porcelain cup.
"You don't agree?!"
Wen Qingzhu looked over after hearing the sound and found that the cup was not broken.
It seems that Xin Zhong's skill has also recovered to some extent.
She raised her lips and smiled: "It's not that I disagree, but it's not possible now. You have to go to Youzhou."
"You want to use her to threaten me?" Xin's serious tone revealed a hint of danger.
Who knew that Wen Qingzhu shook his head and laughed: "Xin Chong, what do you think your identity is now? Once you show up, Hei Jiren will be the first to let you go without the emperor taking action."
When Hei Jiren was mentioned, Xin Zhong's face turned completely gloomy, and he could no longer control the strength in his hands.
With a click, the cup shattered, and the tea leaves and broken porcelain pieces were held in his palm, mixed with traces of blood, flowing down his wrist.
As soon as a figure appeared outside the door, Jasmine hurried in and looked at Xin Chong's hand nervously: "Brother Xin, why are you..."
Faced with Jasmine's worries, Xin Zhong suddenly became at a loss.
When he was a boy, he was a powerful figure in the world, and he never put any woman in his eyes.
Later, when the dynasty changed, he was unexpectedly imprisoned for more than ten or twenty years.
When I returned, I was almost blinded by hatred.
If it hadn't been for Jasmine, he might have been a corpse in a mass grave by now.
Jasmine carefully bandaged Xin Zhong's heart. After a moment of hesitation, she still stayed.
Wen Qingzhu saw that Jasmine could stabilize his heavy emotions, so he didn't say much.
"For Jasmine's sake, I won't beat around the bush and just tell you directly, who was the one who gave you the advice?"
Xin Zhong's breathing became heavy again, but knowing that Jasmine was by his side, he endured it again and again, and finally said weakly: "Wei Feng."
"It's actually General Wei?" Wen Qingzhu had guessed that it was Wei Feng, but the Wei family had always been noble and would not interfere with such matters in the court.
It was rare for Wei Feng to emerge, and he finally ended up like this.
The Wei family is afraid that they will not let Wei Feng appear in front of others.
However, looking back on the few contacts he had, Wen Qingzhu knew that this person was very capable and aware of current affairs.
"Okay, since it's him, I don't worry. Let her talk to you about Jasmine herself." Wen Qingzhu decided not to say more. Xin Zhong has a simple mind and does not need to play tricks.
After leaving the house, Wen Qingzhu stood in the corridor.
Looking at this small courtyard, it looks very neat and tidy.
After a while, there was a knock on the door. The old concierge walked behind the door, asked a few questions, and then opened the door.
Wen Qingzhu squinted and saw a woman wearing a hat walking in elegantly.
Her figure looks familiar.
After the woman entered the door, she spoke a few words to the old servant, then took out a jug of wine from the food box and handed it to the old servant.
The old servant declined but accepted.
The woman then turned around and looked over, then raised her hand and took off the weed.