Farm Gate Business Tycoon

Chapter 358
After a long time, he kissed her smooth forehead lightly and said, "Leave this matter to me, you can take care of your baby with peace of mind."

Gu Qingmei said again: "I have already dispatched Chun's mother to investigate at the Prince Mu's Mansion."

In the evening, when Mother Chun came back, she went back and forth directly to Gu Qingmei, "Young Madam, nothing can be found over there. After Miss Biao was sent to the family temple, all the maids who followed Miss Biao were sent away. "

Gu Qingmei knew what this dismissal meant. This dismissal definitely did not mean sending people out of the house or selling them off, it could only be used to silence them.

The news of Tian Xiaomeng's loss of virginity cannot be spread, and the story of Jiang Shaoyan forcing her to leave Murong Yu in such a low-handed way must also not be spread.

She couldn't help but frowned. She couldn't find any breakthrough in Mujun Palace, so she could only use the woman with the cinnabar mole on her wrist.

"But..." Mother Chun hesitated for a moment, then spoke again. "The concubine found out something. I don't know if it has anything to do with it. After Miss Biao was sent to the family temple that day, Miss Biao's personal maid gave ten taels of silver and a letter to the gatekeeper at the corner gate. Send it to Jiajun Prince's Mansion and hand it over to Sister Xia."

Gu Qingmei raised her hand and patted the table, and it was right.

It must be that Jiang Shaoyan knew that Sister Xia was at odds with her, and deliberately leaked this matter to disgust herself.

"I know about this, Mother Chun, you've worked hard, go down and rest." Gu Qingmei politely sent Mother Chun to rest.

Murong Yu said: "Okay, as I said, you can leave this matter alone and leave the rest to me."

The couple had dinner, and Murong Yu pestered her for a while before leaving.

The next morning, Murong Wenxia opened her eyes on the bed and lazily called out, "Ping'er, bring me some tea."

In a big family like this, when the young master and young lady go to bed at night, there will always be maids who accompany them to serve refreshments.

Murong Wenxia naturally would not lose this style, and at the foot of her bed, a low couch was placed for Ping'er, the big maid who was close to her to sleep.

As soon as she opened her eyes every day, as long as she greeted, Ping Er would bring her tea to drink.

But today it was very strange, she yelled several times in succession, but Ping'er didn't appear.

She could only open the bed curtain and stick her head out. In the brightly lit room, it was quiet and there was no one there.

"Ping'er, where did you die?" She angrily raised her voice, put on her shoes and got off the ground.

There was no one on the low couch at the foot of her bed except for the messy quilt.

"Really, maybe it's diarrhea." She made excuses for Ping'er, and then shouted loudly. "Come here!"

A second-class maid opened the door and came in, "Miss, do you have any orders to sit down?"

"Pour me a bowl of tea, and bring back that damn girl Ping'er." She said angrily, and sat down in front of the round table.

The little maid quickly poured her a cup of tea, then turned around and went out to help her find Ping'er, but after searching around, she couldn't find anyone, so she could only come back disheartened and wait to be scolded.

As for Ping'er, she was currently in a dark dungeon.

There was no one in the dungeon, except for the occasional mouse, there was no one to be seen, only the ever-burning lamp on the wall, shining brightly or darkly.

"Come on! Help!" Ping'er was tied to a wooden stake and cried desperately, but after crying for a long time, no one could come.

She shouted until her voice became hoarse, and she couldn't make a sound at all. Her stomach was already rumbling with hunger, and she didn't even know what eve it was.

She felt as if after 1 years, the gate of the dungeon had finally opened.

"Help... help..." Ping'er let out a cry for help, wanting to raise his head to see who it was, but he couldn't even exert any strength in his body, and he couldn't even raise his head.

The heavy footsteps were like a huge hammer, beating her heart constantly.

Finally, the owner of the footsteps stopped in front of her, and she saw a pair of black fast boots embroidered with ruyi patterns rolled in gold thread, and the hem of a black brocade gown.

This kind of brocade, she recognized, was only available in the royal family. If the emperor and the empresses in the palace did not reward it, no one would be able to wear it.

A horsewhip appeared in front of her eyes. Immediately afterwards, her chin, which was so hungry that she was a little disfigured, was hooked by this horsewhip. Immediately, she saw a man who she never wanted to face alone in her life.

"Your name is Ping'er?" Murong Yu said sinisterly, the murderous intent hidden in his voice froze Ping'er's blood.

She felt that it was better for her to die.

"Big...Gragle...Master..." Maybe it was because she was hungry, but because she was too frightened, her teeth kept banging up and down.

"Very good, you still recognize me!"

Someone moved a chair for Murong Yu, and Murong Yu sat down, looking at her leisurely, "Do you know why I brought you here?"

"Slave... I don't know..." Although she vaguely guessed the reason behind it, but out of loyalty to her young lady, she decided to play dumb.

"Hehe..." Murong Yu stood up with a smile. "It seems that you haven't learned your lesson."

Ping'er looked at his figure who was about to leave in horror, her instinctive sense of fear told her that if Murong Yu left this time, she would never come back again, then she might just starve to death here, she hurried He cheered up, and begged loudly: "Master, don't leave me, I was wrong, what do you want to ask, I said..."

She is just a little maid who grew up in the boudoir since she was a child. She is only 16 years old this year and has never seen any big scenes. Her attitude of fending for herself, can she not be afraid?
People are afraid of death, especially those of her age who still have longings for the future, and they don't even want to die.

Only then did Murong Yu come back, sat down again, raised his feet and said, "I hope you can do what I wish this time!"

His speaking speed was very slow and his voice was very soft, but Ping Er could hear a trace of fear of death from it.

"I... no... I don't know what the young master wants... to know?" At this moment, Ping'er still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, maybe, maybe the young master didn't come here for that matter.

Murong Yu smiled again, that kind of spring-like smile bloomed on such a handsome face, but Ping'er's heart constricted in fright.

"Ping'er, you're dishonest!" The gentle accusation made Ping'er's tears and snot drip down in fright.

She couldn't help crying: "Young master, please spare me, please give me a sip of water, and I will tell you everything I know."

(End of this chapter)