Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 348
The spring night is fragrant, and the tide of flowers is rolling.

On the outskirts of Beijing, in a deserted courtyard, there are many encircling and thick lush trees, with dense branches and leaves forming a large shade.

The courtyard is fairly clean, but the furnishings are a bit old.

The study room was pitch black, but the unburned incense candles were brightly lit.

The cold moonlight hangs on the ground through the window lattice, allowing people to faintly see some scenes in the house.

A man in black clothes and a jade belt sat beside the desk, his handsome eyebrows were tightly wrinkled, and his face was a bit dignified.

If an outsider broke into this study at this time, he would be scared to death.

The Ninth Prince Yingsu, who was supposed to turn into a handful of dust in southern Xinjiang, actually appeared in this courtyard in the wilderness?

Is this a scam?
But after a while, someone knocked on the Zhezi door of the study.

"Your Highness." A slightly old voice came from outside the door.

Ying Su rubbed her eyebrows tiredly, "Come in."

Manager Jiang, who was wearing a gray robe, came in from the door. He looked like he was old, but he walked vigorously and vigorously, and he came to Ying Su in four or five steps.

"Why doesn't Your Highness hold the lamp?" Manager Jiang asked suspiciously.

Ying Su said bluntly, "How is she?"

Director Jiang knew that the "she" referred to His Royal Highness's favorite and sweetheart.

"Si Niangzi treats His Highness sincerely, it really makes the old man feel distressed."

Ying Su's heart trembled, and she hurriedly asked, "But it's a lot of trouble?"

"No trouble." Director Jiang shook his head, hesitated for a while before continuing, "Si Niangzi wore her wedding dress to go to Fahai Temple to kneel down the nine thousand steps two days ago, and knelt down in front of Lu Shena forcefully."

Ying Su stood up suddenly, her voice was as cold as ice, "Then what? What stupid thing is she doing?"

Manager Jiang sighed, "Si Niangzi took your dice as a relic and took it to Fahai Temple with her. It seems that she is planning to marry a soul."

"Marrying a soul?" Ying Su was stunned, her hands clenched into fists involuntarily.

He also thought back in Southern Border that if Yu Jiaojiao found out about her death, she would definitely cry.But he never expected that the little girl would foolishly believe in crooked ways, and even humiliated herself by kneeling nine thousand steps.

After kneeling on the nine thousand steps, why not lose half of your life?
Ying Su pursed her lips, and said in a cold voice, "Prepare the horse, I want to go to Beijing."

He wants to go back and see her.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to calm down and be at peace with this chaotic feeling.

Manager Jiang hurriedly stopped Ying Su, "Duke Lu's mansion has become much calmer these days, maybe Fourth Lady has discovered what His Highness did on the dice?"

"So what if we find out, why don't we just speculate? It's better than anything else to let her take a look."

"That being said, the current situation in Beijing and China is beyond our control."

Director Jiang was afraid that His Royal Highness would lose his mind, so he quickly weighed the pros and cons, "Where did the Right Prime Minister hide those things? I haven't found out yet. If His Highness rushes into the capital at this time to scare the snake away, I'm afraid tens of thousands of people in Beijing will hide it." The common people are doomed to die, and Fourth Lady is also in the capital, Your Highness must not act rashly."

Yingsu felt that she was in a dilemma right now.

Although Queen Wang and Ying Qi are also ambitious wolves, but their minions are useless, and Ying Su has not put them in their eyes.

But Wang Yuzhou is different.

That's a cunning thief.

Not only is his mind vicious, but he also has the determination to fight to the death.

Before he started to seize power, he made complete preparations.

Yingsu knew that Wang Yuzhou had planted that thing in the whole of central Beijing. Once his plan failed, the bustling and beautiful capital would instantly become a purgatory on earth.

The stakes are too high.
Not only did he have to worry about the lives of the people in the city, but he also cared about her safety.

"Duke Lu's mansion has been very stable in recent days. The fourth lady has never committed suicide anywhere. I should have guessed that you are still alive!" Director Jiang comforted his highness.

Ying Su pursed her thin lips lightly, her handsome eyes were filled with pain and self-blame.

It would be great if he could get rid of Wang Yuzhou's old stuff before leaving Beijing, and he wouldn't have to worry about returning to Beijing later.

But having said that, if Wang Yuzhou hadn't held back Wang Hou and Ying Qi, the situation in Beijing might have been different.

"I'll write a letter, and you can help me find a way." Ying Su half-spoken, but after thinking about it, he remained silent.

"Your Highness wants to report the safety of the fourth lady?" Director Jiang saw what Ying Su was thinking.

"It's good, but I don't feel relieved."

"At this time, Your Highness, you must not get distracted or distracted. What you have to do is not only to take care of the overall situation, but also to think about the safety of Fourth Lady."

Director Jiang persuaded Yingsu in a deep voice, "There are many eyes and ears in Beijing, once the Prime Minister and His Royal Highness find out that you are cheating your death, you may jump the wall in a hurry and bite anyone you see."

How could Ying Su not understand what he said.

When a person is in a desperate situation, if he does not meet the shadow of "life", he is afraid that he is about to die and wants to take a back.

Isn't that what Wang Yuzhou's old fox does?

Kill one thousand enemies, lose eight hundred
If he loses in seizing power, he wants the entire capital to be buried with the Wang family.

"The most urgent thing is to quickly find out what Wang Yuzhou buried in the capital." Ying Su had to force himself to calm down when he thought that his daughter was still in the perilous capital.

"Don't worry, Your Highness, my subordinates have dispatched all the hidden guards in the mansion to thoroughly investigate where the thing can be stored in Beijing." Director Jiang bowed to accept the order.

"We must make a quick decision. This hall has to rush back to give the little girl a gift of Jiji."

Ying Su crossed over to the window lattice, and stood by the moonlit window with his hands behind his back, looking up at the moonlight.

In the cold eyes, there is a handful of lovesickness deeply hidden.

Yu Jiaojiao, you have to wait for Brother Su to go back.
Wang Ruofu entered the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and received mediocre treatment, not like a prince or concubine visiting relatives, but like an ordinary guest.

"You still have some things to finish. I can't come to greet you right now, so I asked the old servant to come first to apologize to the Ninth Prince."

Wang Ruofu looked coldly at the short and fat steward in front of him, "Aren't you sorry? It would be nice if the Prime Minister didn't hold back and scolded the princess. How can you expect him to apologize to the princess?"

The steward smiled sarcastically, cold sweat involuntarily formed on the temples on his forehead.

As expected of father and daughter, they understand each other thoroughly.

Just now he went to the door of the study to announce that the second young lady had returned home, but before he could finish speaking, a hot teapot fell out.

The Prime Minister on the right was really angry beyond words, and what he said was sarcasm, I don't know how ugly it is.

Just when the steward couldn't think of a way to please the second young lady, a sobbing sound from a woman came over.

"The Ninth Concubine Fu is here? My wife greets the Ninth Concubine" Mrs. Wang came in a hurry, her clothes and jewelry were not neatly put on, it seems that as soon as she heard that Wang Ruofu had returned to the mansion, she hurried out to greet her .

　Come on for the college entrance examination! ! ! !

　　
　
(End of this chapter)