The Concubine's Conspiracy: Rebirth of the Poisonous Concubine

Chapter 29
Luo Wuyou did not answer the question: "There is a saying among military strategists that subduing the enemy's soldiers without fighting is the best strategy. The same method of breaking the city against the enemy, injuring ten thousand enemies and eight thousand self-defeating is really the bottom line. The next strategy is to use this method, even if the city is broken, if the entire army of our own side is also wiped out, what is the point of breaking the city or not?"

"There are many ways to destroy a city and conquer the enemy, but dying with the enemy is the most stupid one. Miss Wanqing, what do you think?"

"My lord, what are you talking about? Forgive Wanqing for not being able to understand those matters of military strategy." Wanqing had an innocent and unclear smile on her face, and she tried her best to look calmer. But she really couldn't do it, even she could feel how stiff and far-fetched her smile was.

Luo Wuyou didn't care about Wanqing's pretending to be stupid, and still said in a low voice: "It doesn't matter if you understand it or not. I hope, Miss Wanqing, you can take care of yourself and cherish it. Don't let those who care about you feel at ease."

Without waiting for Wanqing's answer after speaking, he reached out and took out something and put it in Wanqing's hand. Luo Wuyou turned his head and looked at Mo Chen who was beside him and said, "It's getting dark, Mr. Mo, don't hang around anymore." That's good, otherwise, next time you won't be so lucky to meet me and save your life."

It didn't matter whether Mo Chen could understand or not, after finishing speaking, Luo Wuyou turned around and left, ignoring the shouting sound coming from behind.

It wasn't until the young man's back disappeared into the night that Wanqing came back to her senses and realized that she had already broken out in a cold sweat and looked pale at the butterfly jade lying in her hand. After a long, long time, a drop of clear tears With unspeakable sadness, it slowly slid down the cheeks.

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When Luo Wuyou returned to the Luo Mansion, it was already midnight at the end of Choushi, and after another hour, it would be dawn. She gave two silver ingots to Ahua, who was guarding the gate, and she returned to her Wuyou Pavilion smoothly all the way.

Tired all night, sick and seriously injured, even after taking a small pill, the body still couldn't hold on and felt a little tired.But she was not in a hurry to rest, but went to Hongjin's room first, the room was deserted, and the quilt was neatly folded.

At first glance, no one has moved. Obviously, Hong Jin did not return to Luo Mansion first, so where did she go?
Because of her rebirth, too many things have changed, and she couldn't guess Hongjin's whereabouts for a while, so she had to wait for the news from Mingyue Tower.

next morning
Luo Wuyou still got up early, and when she heard noises coming from inside, Lu Qing, who was guarding outside, hurried in with the wash water.

"Miss, this servant will take care of you to dress and freshen up. The weather is fine today. You might as well wear this goose-yellow flowing fairy dress. Your skin is fair and tender. This skirt must look good on you."

Luo Wuyou nodded slightly, cleaned her face, washed her hands, and then sat in front of the dressing table, letting Luqing comb her hair.Lu Qing's fingers lightly landed on Luo Wuyou's waterfall-like long hair.

She exclaimed one after another: "Miss's black hair is really soft, like the best brocade, I'm envious of slaves..."

Because Luo Wuyou hadn't reached the hairpin yet and couldn't comb her hair into a bun, she gently picked up a few strands, put them between the hair on the top of her head, fixed them with beads, and let the rest loosen naturally. For those hairpin styles that were just delivered on the stage, I chose two more exquisite step rockers and inserted them obliquely on Luo Wuyou's head.

"Miss, do you look pretty?"

"Very beautiful, it really is Lu Qing's dexterity. I don't know which man will be so lucky to marry such a dexterous person in the future." Luo Wuyou looked at the delicate and graceful self in the mirror, with a slight smile on his face. He praised Luqing a lot.

"Miss, what are you talking about? The servant girl doesn't want to get married? The servant girl wants to stay by the lady's side and serve the lady for the rest of her life." Lu Qing's charming little daughter's attitude, after all, is her daughter's family, she is thin-skinned, and she was teased by Luo Wuyou What he said, he couldn't hold back his face, and he blushed instantly.

"Okay, but when the time comes, you will become an old lady. If no one wants you, don't blame me, miss!"

"Slaves will not."

Turning her head and looking at Lu Qing who was swearing, Luo Wuyou felt a chill in her heart. It is true that Lu Qing's mouth is very sweet and her hands are very skillful. She has studied it carefully, and the reason is naturally to please the master, but unfortunately, because of this, all her thoughts are spent on how to please the master and how to climb up.

But she forgot the most basic duty of being a maid.

Luqing, the opportunity was given up by you yourself. You know, one time of infidelity is not used a hundred times. Although, from the beginning to the end, in fact, I never beat and let you go...

"By the way, Luqing, is Hongjin back?" Looking at Luqing, Luo Wuyou naturally thought of Hongjin.

"Not yet? I don't know where the girl Hongjin went. She disappeared early in the morning. Miss, do you have anything to do with her?"

Lu Qing replied with a puzzled face, her expression seemed to be a little distressed, it seemed that there was no problem with what she said, but if she listened carefully, the problem would be serious.

"It's nothing, but, a few days ago, Hong Jin told me on leave, saying that she would go out of the house yesterday, so I asked this question. I don't know when she will come back, so it's been hard these few days You wait in front of me alone!" Luo Wuyou's eyes flickered, and he replied flatly, finding a reasonable excuse for Hong Jin's disappearance.

There was no news of Hongjin's disappearance, Luo Wuyou didn't want that girl to be punished as soon as she came back.

The maids and servants in the Gaomen courtyard are not allowed to leave the mansion privately, and they have to report every time they leave the mansion. Naturally, as the daughter of everyone, they have to leave the gate even more, and the second gate does not step forward. It is not impossible to go out, unless the mistress agrees.

Ah……

Trapped in this square forever, even her own marriage is being manipulated by others, this is the tragedy of being a woman.

"Okay, let's go say hello to grandma first?"

In an instant, Luo Wuyou restrained her thoughts, and said lightly, Lu Qing should claim that she followed behind Luo Wuyou, and there was a glint of complacency on her blushing little face, it seemed that she was thinking too much. Well, the young lady is still the same young lady, she still has good eyes for her and trusts her very much, but, did Hong Jin ask the young lady for leave a few days ago?

Why hasn't she heard Hong Jin say it?
Luo Wuyou glanced back inadvertently, and took a panoramic view of the expression on Lu Qing's face. There was a glimmer of light flowing in her pupils, but it disappeared in an instant.

The weather today is indeed very good, the sun hangs high, and the wisps of sunlight fall on the body to warm people, neither cold nor hot, just right, walking on the winding and delicate promenade, smelling that the road is in full bloom The fragrance of flowers is warm and peaceful.

If it wasn't for the disappearance of the red brocade, Luo Wuyou's mood must have been very good, after all, there will be a good show to watch later.

The Luo mansion was not as peaceful as it looked on the surface. Before Luo Wuyou and Lu Qing had entered the Ningxin courtyard, they heard earnest crying from inside.

"...Auntie, you have to save Mingxia, auntie..."

"...Woooo...I beg you, aunt, please tell the princess, let the princess show Mingxia..."

"...As long as the princess can cure Mingxia, even if it is the life of the concubine, the concubine is willing to, woo... aunt..."

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"Granddaughter pays respects to grandma." Luo Wuyou entered the inner room, and saw Aunt Xue kneeling at the old lady's feet, crying out mournfully.

Sure enough, there are people in the court who are good at handling things, and there is an old lady who is taking care of her in the mansion. It is no wonder that Aunt Xue has lived the best life among Luo Bingshu's five concubines under Yong Zhao's strong suppression these years. room.

"Okay, okay, you get up, when did the old man say that you don't care, didn't you send someone to the princess to invite Xian'er yesterday? Please explain clearly what is going on. "The old lady was very impatient with Aunt Xue's noise.

Seeing Luo Wuyou approaching, she just nodded her head, but Aunt Xue gave Luo Wuyou a hard look. As if she didn't realize it, Luo Wuyou stood aside obediently, without even looking at her. Tiredly rubbing his forehead, he hesitated for a while, and said, "Grandma has a headache, can my granddaughter massage it for you?"

"Will you press it without worry?" The old lady was a little surprised.

Luo Wuyou smiled: "Yes, before when my mother was heavy, Wuyou often helped my mother to press it. My mother said that Wuyou's pressing is very comfortable. Grandma might as well try her granddaughter's skill. Do you know if what Niangqin is saying is true, or is she deliberately coaxing Wuyou?" She said and winked mischievously at Mrs. Luo.

That childish coquettish words and actions made the old lady laugh out loud, patted the soft couch beside her and said, "Hahaha... you monkey, okay, come on, grandma will try you today craftsmanship."

Luo Wuyou walked to the couch with small steps, stretched out her fingers, and gently rubbed the temples on both sides of Mrs. Luo's head. Her technique was very special, and the pressing was very regular. Three presses, and then three more presses in reverse, with neither light nor heavy force, and after only a few presses, the old lady felt that her head did not hurt so much.

The serious expression on his face also faded a bit, and it became more comfortable and peaceful.

The old lady felt better, but the anger in Aunt Xue's heart who was still kneeling on the ground grew even higher, she glared at Luo Wuyou with hatred, her eyes were full of resentment, as if she wanted to eat Luo Wuyou, little bitch, It's not a good time to come, but this time is chosen, isn't it a joke to see her clearly?

If it wasn't for her, her Xia'er, how could such a thing happen?
But, thinking of my daughter who is still tied up, I have to hold back even if I don’t want to, Luo Wuyou, you bastard, evil spirit, just wait and see, when I find someone to cure Xue’er, Watch how I deal with you little bitch!

"Auntie..." The Snow Lady was thinking viciously in her heart, but there were still tears hanging on her soft and charming face, and she was gasping for breath. It was obvious that she had cried a little hard just now, so she didn't slow down for a while. Come.

(End of this chapter)