Jun Jiuling - Chapter 741

[Chapter 23 Guessing what to do]

Night fell, and the lights in Lu’s house were bright.

Jiuli put down the needle and thread in his hand and looked at the maids who were lighting up more lights.

“Did Master Lu come back today?” she asked.

The maids were a little surprised. Princess Jiuli rarely asked Lu Yunqi actively, but it was nothing, they could still answer this question.

“I’m back.” A maid replied respectfully, “I’ll be back in the morning.”

“What’s the matter with the princess?” Another maid asked proactively.

Princess Jiuli rarely took the initiative to find Lord Lu.

Although they didn’t dare to disturb Lord Lu at home, it would be fine if it was delivered by Princess Jiuli.

Princess Jiuli tilted her head slightly and looked at the lights for a moment.

“No, it’s fine,” she said, shaking her head, then paused again, “I thought I hadn’t seen him for a few days.”

Although the two didn’t have much dealings with each other, Lu Yunqi would always come to see her when he returned home.

It didn’t come all of a sudden, did something happen?

Princess Jiuli got up and walked out, standing under the eaves.

He didn’t like this home, he didn’t take it as his home, or even regarded it as her home, and he was just a guest.

So what makes him think of this place as home now, and come back on time every day?

There must be something wrong outside. Mr. Gu’s correspondence with her has been suspended for several days. There must be news outside that Lu Yunqi doesn’t want her to know.

In fact, she cares about any news, and the outside world has nothing to do with her.

If not, that girl…

Princess Jiuli frowned and looked at the deep courtyard.

Did something happen to that girl?

In fact, the girl has nothing to do with her, she just inexplicably hopes that the girl can live freely and recklessly.

Although it was someone else’s life, she was inexplicably happy to see someone living like this.

The night pearl was covered, and the soft light in the room gradually disappeared, falling into darkness.

“Tomorrow, I’ll come back earlier and bring you the duck head in the East Street.” Lu Yunqi said, sitting down on the bed, and carefully rubbing Miss Jun’s arm to relieve the soreness of being bound.

Miss Jun seemed to have fallen asleep without saying a word.

“Have you eaten?” Lu Yunqi asked after a pause.

The answer to him was still silence.

Lu Yunqi gently turned her over and lay on her side, rubbing her legs and feet.

“Is Xue Er in your hands?” he asked suddenly.

He also knew.

He must know.

Binger’s death was definitely not a death from illness.

At this time, she should subconsciously retort that she doesn’t know what you said, but the more correct way is to say nothing.

But for Lu Yunqi, it doesn’t matter what the reaction is.

“Jiuling, those are useless.” He continued, “It will only hurt yourself.”

“I don’t even dare to hurt myself, what qualifications do I have to hurt others.” Miss Jun said lightly.

She finally spoke, but Lu Yunqi was silent. He lay down and snuggled beside her as usual and quickly fell asleep.

Miss Jun opened her eyes in the dark, and after an unknown amount of time, the hand that was tied together in front of her moved slightly.

The wrists are tightly bound, and the hands are tightly clasped together to rub it slightly. This action poses no threat and can be completely ignored.

Lu Yunqi, with his hand on her body, was sleeping soundly.

Miss Jun slowly rubbed her hands, feeling the roughness of the calluses on her palms.

Although Jun Zhen Zhen’s parents have died, she is really pampered, her hands are white and tender, but since she became Jiu Ling, she has accumulated a lot of work such as making stakes, making medicinal herbs, etc., and her hands are now covered with layers of layers. Thin cocoons.

This thin cocoon is a testimony to her hard work and a layer of protection.

“Our bodies are fragile and powerful, and layers of tiny skin hide weapons of murder.”

Master once said vaguely that he was squatting on a rock and tearing off a piece of chicken skin, chewing the tender meat inside.

“but,

You don’t need to listen to these scary stories.

”

He said and looked at her again.

“But who can tell.”

Who can tell?

He was right.

She slowly rubbed the palm of her hand, feeling the trace of a slender needle that gradually emerged under the cocoon on it.

In the winter, it was bright and late, but there was no difference in the morning or evening for the guests who saw the doctor and took medicine. As soon as the door panel of Jiulingtang was removed in the misty morning mist, someone came in.

This is a well-dressed homeboy.

“Is Miss Jun there?” he asked respectfully, his eyes already looking around in the hall.

“Miss Jun is not here.” the shop assistant said, “Do you want to get medicine?”

Jiading looked disappointed and curious.

“Miss Jun isn’t here? Isn’t Miss Jun back?” he asked.

“There’s something going on at Yangcheng’s house.” Chen Qi came out of the room, and when he heard this, he replied casually, “You don’t have to look for her, and she doesn’t go to the doctor. It’s the same whether she is here or not.”

That’s true, the servant laughed and handed over the prescription, and the shop assistant took it and dispensed it.

“I heard that Miss Jun’s Yangcheng family is splitting the property?” The servant looked at Chen Qi and said.

Chen Qi coughed lightly.

“That’s someone else’s business, let alone talk about it,” he said.

Even if you don’t talk about it, it has spread. After all, Deshengchang is also a big money shop in Beijing, and everyone knows that there is a lot of trouble when it comes to money.

Jia Ding already knew the answer, especially seeing the beaming joy in Chen Qi’s eyes.

Miss Jinxiu, the accountant of Jiulingtang, also got a share this time. It is better to have a golden mountain than to be the accountant of others.

“Seventh Master will be rich in the future. After marrying, he will not worry about food and drink, and he will be his own shopkeeper.” The servant complimented with a smile.

Chen Qi laughed, and after a moment of laughter, he reacted suddenly.

“What nonsense? Who is married? Who is married?” He said with a stare, and waved his hand angrily, “Go away.”

Jiading smiled and took the medicine and ran away.

Chen Qi stood at the door with a bit of embarrassment and watched, watching a pair of officers and soldiers galloping by on the street, disturbing the silence of the early morning.

“What happened again? Why are troops and horses always running around these days?”

“There were also several officials whose homes were surrounded and raided.”

People on the street asked in a low voice.

“You don’t know yet?” Someone winked and said, “The Duke of Cheng has rebelled.”

There was an exclamation in the street, and then there was a commotion.

“…it turns out…”

“how can that be…”

“Why is it impossible, UU reading www.sonicmtl.com It is said that Duke Cheng’s military exploits are all fake…”

“It’s possible, for example, the credits in the previous paragraph were originally attributed to Miss Jiulingtangjun…”

“Yeah, I can’t tell who it was before.”

“..I really didn’t expect…Did that person catch it?”

“…The whole family ran away…the wanted list has been issued…”

“…I really didn’t expect…”

Chen Qi only felt upset and turned around and entered the door.

“I didn’t expect it, what can you think of.” He muttered angrily.

However, he sighed again, and looked back at another group of people galloping past on the street. The arrest was so fierce, and he was charged with treason. He wondered if he could escape.

Where can we escape in this vast land?

Run away forever?

Is this what happens to a hero?

When Chen Qi stood in Jiu Ling Tang, he felt a biting cold wind behind him.

At this time, in Deshengchang, Yangcheng, it was as warm as spring, wearing a homely thin robe, leaning lazily on the chaise longue and eating crystal pears, Fang Chengyu sat up with joy on his face.

“Really? That’s great.” He smiled, “Finally something is done.”

Shopkeeper Gao was a little speechless, although he could hear the busy and noisy outside through the doors and windows, the division of production caused countless things that made Deshengchang very busy during this period, and the young master said that he had nothing to do.

Also, Cheng Guogong conspiracy, what’s so good?

Cheng Guogong’s rebellion is only afraid that Miss Jun will be implicated, and if Miss Jun is implicated, it will be implicated in Desheng Changfang’s house.

I’m afraid things will get even worse.

I really don’t know what the young people think.

“Finally there is a place to spend money.” Fang Chengyu rubbed his hands together, his smiling eyes sparkling, as if excited and chilly, “This kind of money should be used like this.” (To be continued.)

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