The beauty raised by Lord Hou is a black lotus

Chapter 89 Why marry him and suffer?
He Er's ability to fight is really capable of fighting, and he is really capable of causing trouble.

Killing the patriarch of the imperial court official's family is not a small crime. Wei Jiuqing is watching him closely, and he doesn't know what kind of memorial he has written and handed it over.

"you--"

He looked at He Yao. He Yao was eating the pigeon with great relish. Xingzi's eyes were clear and she looked at him innocently. She was seriously injured, and her upper body was wrapped in layers of white bandages. Wearing a thin bright yellow outer dress, the exposed collarbone is slender and fragile. After being illuminated by the lamp, it looks as white as jade and seems to be able to transmit light.

Gu Tingzhou frowned and swallowed the words he planned to use to educate and scold her.

He Er is just a 15-year-old girl, her mind is not yet fully developed, and her brain is not very smart. She is actually just jealous of the court officials, what does she know?

Gu Tingzhou looked away and picked up the pen again to lick the ink.

His voice was calm, "I will resolve this matter and will not ask the emperor to punish you."

He Yao's eyebrows were crooked, her smile was sweet and wicked.

She knew that no matter what she did, this immediate boss would help her clean up the mess.

Master Xiao Gu seems aloof, dignified and unapproachable, but in fact he is quite good at taking care of others.

She ate and drank enough, stretched out her little hand, "Where's my gold bar?"

That time in the alley on a rainy night, when Jiang Yinong's men were chasing her, Gu Tingzhou promised her that he would give her a gold bar.

Gu Tingzhou took out the gold bar from his sleeve and threw it to her.

He Yao quickly caught it, put it in her mouth and bit it in disbelief, her apricot eyes brightened astonishingly under the light, "Xiao Gu, to tell you the truth, I have never taken so much money since I was a child! Oh my god He is poor and stingy, and he is usually only willing to give me a bunch of copper coins and send me to buy a piece of candy. But having said that, if the dog does not mind the family being poor, it is good that our whole family is healthy!"

Dogs are not too poor...

Gu Tingzhou gave her a complicated look.

He Er...sure enough, his brain is not working very well.

He asked casually: "How do you plan to spend it?"

He Yao carefully put the gold bar into her purse, "I plan to use it as a dowry at the bottom of the box when I get married. Mr. Gu, you also know that my young prince is not very rich. If I marry him in the future, if he spends all his money on buying a mansion, , I can still make a slight supplement.”

Gu Tingzhou thought of Yuan Wan, the down-and-out young man from Liangzhou.

For some reason, I don't like him for no reason.

Gu Tingzhou finished writing the last word on the memorial and pressed the seal of the Heavenly Judge carefully, "With your family background, you can choose a better marriage. Why marry him and endure hardship?"

He Yao raised her face and said, "Mr. Xiao Gu, what you said is wrong. Marrying a husband you like, even if it means hardship, is still sweet. It is better than facing people you don't like every day. What's more... All the princes and grandsons in Luojing know that I am not good, and they are not willing to marry me."

Gu Tingzhou couldn't help but think of He Yao's reputation in Luo Jing.

It's a pity that those princes and grandsons only know that the second girl of the He family is an ignorant and incompetent idiot, but they don't know what kind of ability is hidden under her skin, what a frank and sincere temperament.

It's not He Er's fault that they look down on He Er, but because they have blind eyes.

He took a deep look at He Yao, the little girl was sitting on the bamboo couch holding a teacup, her crow-green hair was scattered, making her face white and delicate, like young green apricots on the branches, her lips were naturally red Yes, inexplicably soft and gorgeous under the lights.

A certain absurd idea suddenly flashed in his heart.

But in an instant, he withdrew his gaze and suppressed that thought calmly.

While he was lost in thought, He Yao had already put on her clothes and stood up and walked over.

She stretched her neck and looked at the memorial curiously.

The memorial stated that Jiang Yinong deliberately hoarded weapons, food and grass in the Mantou Cave these years, and entrenched in the outskirts of Luojing City. It seemed that he had the intention of rebellion. Court officials.

And He Yao killed Jiang Yinong by mistake in order to protect himself.

"Hey," He Yao looked at it with surprise, "Did he really kill so many people?"

The memorial lists a list of those who were killed. Some were local officials in Langya, and some were imperial envoys sent by the imperial court. Each of the names looked shocking.

Gu Tingzhou closed the memorial and said calmly: "In order to support the queen, he has been secretly expanding his power all these years. Any officials who do not comply with him will be killed. If you kill him, it is not a wrong thing."

Meanwhile, the Royal Palace.

He Chenzhu wore a high bun with a pearl hairpin, wore a crimson jacket, and wore a snow-white white house with her skirt thrown to the floor. She stood alone in the palace garden and lit hollow stone lanterns.

Yuan Chengbi appeared in front of her furtively, holding something in his hands, "Sister, guess what I caught?"

He Chenzhu didn't answer.

Yuan Chengbi curled his lips, and answered by himself, "A firefly! Seeing that winter is about to begin, I didn't expect there to be such a firefly in the grass of the imperial garden. My sister caught it."

He let go of his hand, and the fireflies emitted green light in the long night, which was indeed very beautiful.

Seeing that He Chenzhu was still silent, he couldn't help but said, "Don't sister like it?"

He Chenzhu lit another stone lamp, and the golden light was reflected in the dark pupils, "Jiang Yinong is dead."

Yuan Chengbi was stunned for a moment, then smiled, "Good death."

He Chenzhu looked back, the door of Zhaohua Palace was closed tightly, the empress drove everyone out, and she stayed alone in the palace.

She said softly: "Jiang Yinong was the Queen's right-hand man. With his death, the power in Langya will be completely controlled by his widow, the eldest princess. The eldest princess has a casual relationship with the Queen and will not help the queen. The queen is heartbroken. If I miss you, I'm afraid my temper will be bad these days. Your Highness Ninth Prince, please don't hang around here these days."

The Zhaohua Hall was brightly lit, but it was quiet outside, and the chirping of autumn insects could be clearly heard in the shadow of trees in the distance.

As expected, the palace maids and chamberlains who usually served him were nowhere to be seen, probably already hiding far away.

In the courtyard, there were only Yuan Chengbi and He Chenzhu.

Yuan Chengbi took He Chenzhu's hand, the girl's hand was only used for writing and embroidery, it was extraordinarily warm and soft.

He Chenzhu frowned, trying to break free, but the opponent's strength was terrifying.

She was unhappy, "Your Highness?"

Yuan Chengbi rubbed her hand, half-smiling, "Sister, why did you tell me so much? Wasn't it my sister who planned Jiang Yinong's death? She had already started plotting it since He Er entered Tiansi Judgment. , the city’s civil and military officials are almost all pawns on my sister’s chessboard, even me.”

He Chenzhu knew earlier than others that Jiang Li was Jiang Yinong's biological daughter.

Yuan Chengbi even wondered if He Chenzhu was behind it when He Er went to Xianlefang to kill Sun Mo. That was why she met Jiang Li by chance.

Taking He Er and the Jiang sisters to flee to Chengye Palace was also part of the plan. She took them there and secretly ordered the little maid to inform Jiang Yinong to intensify their conflicts. Like a snowball, they finally intensified. The assassination out of Mantou Cave directly led to Jiang Yinong's death.

The night is like ink, not to be prying.

The stone lamp was dim, and the shadows of the two of them on the floor tiles were lonely and thin. They were obviously very close, but they seemed to be far apart.

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good night duck
　Thank you Jiushi for your reward, hug it!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)