The Noble Woman’s Guide On How to Tease One’s Husband

After investigating for several days, the shadow guard found that there was a very high loft a few hundred meters from the Yulan Temple. It was in a remote location and no one came in or out. It was perfect to monitor them. So the shadow guard squatted quietly in a hidden place. The place, after a short while, I saw the Wang family.

This makes sense, after all, it is well-known that Zhang Chi, the deputy commander of the Imperial Army who broke in yesterday, and Wang Jian had a good relationship.

Ye Huaiyang didn’t panic after learning about it. After all, after being so far away, it was at night when the incident happened. They might have seen two people leave Yulan Temple, but they were not sure who they were. It was just in Fengdu. Following them in their body, they didn't see the real faces, and they were in the hall when Zhang Chi broke in, so she thought that the queen couldn't be sure that the two people were her and Chu Jinglan.

In this way, the crisis was temporarily passed, but she always felt that there was something wrong. She hadn't figured out what was wrong. Suddenly a major event happened to the court-Jiangnan governor Wang Feng was attacked and killed.

On the day of receiving the urgent documents, Chu Sanghuai urgently summoned the cabinet ministers for an audience.

"The emperor, please call the shots for the old officials!"

Wang Jian knelt in the middle of the hall with grief, his old eyes were muddy, his head was madly long, and his usual shrewd and deep appearance was completely gone, as if he was ten years old overnight.

It's no wonder that Wang Feng is Wang Jian's only son. He has always been held in the palm of his hand like a baby. With the Queen as the backer, he can be called the wind and the rain in the king. But after all, Wang Jian is very old, and one day he wants to hand over the family property to him, so he fights for him as the governor of Jiangnan, thinking that he can keep him on the bright side and have a great plan, but who knows it has become an early delivery. He went to the underworld, how could he not regret it?

Several senior officials of the six ministries also knelt down with him, begging Chu Sanghuai to investigate the matter strictly, and those who were standing looked different.

Xie Yuan didn’t need to say, after this errand didn’t fall on Xie’s family, he was eager for Wang Feng to poke something big in his tenure. Now he is dead in his arms. He came here today just to explore Chu Sanghuai. He was waiting to reshuffle the cards. As for how Wang Feng died, he didn't care at all, so he just looked at the group of people in the hall indifferently, and then Zhuangruo glanced at Yue Ting casually.

This old guy has always been well informed. He told himself the last time that the salt and iron was reinstated. Will he also know some inside information this time?

Just when he was secretly guessing, Chu Sanghuai also turned his attention to Yue Ting, and said: "How does Yue Qing think about this?"

Yue Ting bowed and said: "The emperor, there are not too many clues at present. You will have to wait for the people from the Ministry of Justice to reach Qingzhou and contact the local yamen before you can know the whole story. Therefore, the minister is not easy to judge why Lord Wang died."

"Let the Criminal Department hurry up and report the situation as soon as possible."

Chu Sanghuai had obviously been annoyed by this matter, not to mention that the queen was overwhelmed with grief. She had been in bed for three days, and people like the Wang family were not fuel-efficient lamps. They came to the temple every day to make trouble, and defeated his hunting interest. .

As shrewd as Yue Ting, he has seen this a long time ago, but he did not rush and said: "It will take ten days to go to the palace again and again. I am afraid that it will take longer to transfer to the palace. The emperor should not be impatient, believe it. Master Hu, Shangshu from the Criminal Ministry will strictly urge them."

The Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry himself is in this palace, what strength is there to urge him?

Wang Jian's heart was scorched, and he hated Chu Sanghuai's ruthlessness for a while, and was eager to find out the real culprit behind the scenes. He then deliberately cried and said: "The emperor, according to the old ministers, this must be done by those mobs who disobey the decree! It is red! . Naked revenge and provocation!"

Chu Sanghuai narrowed his eyes coldly and said nothing.

"The emperor, the ministers think so too." Xie Yuan faintly agreed, just because the sooner the matter is found out, the sooner the new governor of Jiangnan will take office.

Sure enough, Chu Sanghuai was a little displeased. He could bear the violent death of important court officials in the jurisdiction, but he couldn't bear the slightest rebellion of the people.

"Presenting my will, returning to the royal capital tomorrow, and investigating the case jointly with the three divisions, I will see the results within 15 days!"

Everyone in the hall replied in unison: "The ministers follow the decree."

In this way, the trip to Chunsou quickly ended, and the group hurried back to the capital without stopping.

On a sunny afternoon, Xie Miao went out in the name of taking Xie Yun to see the doctor, avoiding all eyes and ears, and quietly came to Tianqi Tower in a carriage.

Xie Yun's injury was not complete yet, and she staggered as she walked up, and it took a quarter of an hour for the three flights of stairs to come up. Ye Huaiyang looked in the attic, her velvety eyebrows twisted into a knot, Chu was shocked. Lan patted her on the shoulder and said, "After you have said, leave the matter to Ah Heng to take care of it. Don't worry."

"Look at Lu Heng's unconcerned look!"

Talking about Ye Huaiyang was inexplicable, Lu Heng stood there coldly watching them climb up step by step, even Xie Yun did not bring a hand when he arrived, as if the pale sweaty and pale face was a stranger People have never spent time with him, nor have they poured their love into him.

Chu Jinglan asked lightly: "Are you fighting for Xie Yun?"

"I want to help her as much as possible without prejudice to major events. After all, she saved me." Ye Huaiyang said.

Chu Jinglan rubbed her black hair and sighed: "You are not Lu Heng. I don't understand how unbearable the pain of losing a loved one is. Xie Yun's surname is Xie, and she played that role in that incident. , So this hurdle is not as easy to step past as imagined."

"What about you?" Ye Huaiyang stroked his handsome and innocent face, with pain and worry in his heart.

In the face of Chu Sanghuai who murdered his father and concubine, is he also trying his best to suppress the sharp sword in his heart? Or is it hiding the endless hatred like a torrential river?

"Me?" Chu Jinglan's black eyes were cold for a moment, and then layers of soft light emerged. "With your elixir by my side, I am much better."

Ye Huaiyang showed his expression and smiled softly.

"Not only me, but also the whole Yejia. After we have children, there will be more and more relatives."

"Yes, I'm relying on Madam." Chu Jinglan gently kissed her on the cheek, and smiled.

The two spoke intermittently, and heard the sound of the door opening and closing on the third floor. It must be the end there. Ye Huaiyang got up and looked under the hanging window. Xie Miao's face was extremely ugly, but still calm. , I was talking about something in a low voice with Lu Heng, but Xie Yun couldn't do it. She sat on the rosewood bench next to her as if she lost her soul, tears gushing like a spring without noticing it, allowing water drops to slip off her clothes.

The fact that his uncle killed his father in order to assume the position of office and head of the family is unacceptable anyway.

This situation inevitably caused Ye Huaiyang to sigh lowly, and said, "Shocking, I think Uncle and them."

"Take you back to my home for dinner tomorrow."

In a simple sentence, I taught her that she couldn't help but laugh, and then thought of something again. Her index finger kept drawing circles, seeming a little embarrassed, "What if the big brother quarrels with you again?" I am embarrassed to pull the side frame..."

Chu Jinglan said lightly: "It won't last a few days. Isn't he going back to Guanzhong?"

"That's right." Ye Huaiyang rubbed his arms and hooked his neck happily, "Then we'll go back when we finish the matter here, and it's also considered to be seen off by the big brother."

"it is good."

There was a knock on the door at an appropriate time, and then Lu Heng rolled in his sleeves, his face was slightly heavy, and he only said roughly that he had already talked to Xie Miao, and the things that should be explained were also explained. Ye Huaiyang immediately stood up and swept. After sweeping the sleeves, Chu Jinglan didn't stop the appearance that it was her turn to appear. Obviously, there was an arrangement.

Lu Heng is no stranger to this. If Chu Jinglan is a sword that needs restraint, then Ye Huaiyang is his hidden edge. He is responsible for the layout, she is responsible for the action, and she is under his strict control. She can display it vividly and vividly every time. This kind of tacit understanding is very comparable, and her style has always been dripping, not inferior to anyone under him. By this time, Lu Heng had to admit that the two of them were born. Congruent.

Ye Huaiyang had already gone downstairs when he was startled, and walked towards Xie Yun with Lianbu Pingting, but did not speak when they met, first pulled out the silk paw around her waist and put it in her hand, she watched Looking at the arrogant Qing E, he shed a few more tears, then covered his eyes and stopped moving.

Lu Heng stood on the terrace and watched, his five fingers clasped on the lacquered red carved railings, tightening them unconsciously.

"Sister Yun, sometimes I actually envy you. I cry whenever I want. I don't have to restrain myself. I have rarely cried since I was a child. The most recent time was when my elder brother refused to let me marry the prince and beat me."

Xie Yun said dumbly: "What's so envious of this."

"Of course there is. Being able to let go of crying shows that you can be unscrupulously weak, and it also shows that someone next to you will give comfort and support, so that you won't fall into the abyss of emotions." Ye Huaiyang rushed downstairs with a strong back. Chin, smiled slightly, "Look, isn't it?"

"Don't you have it?" It was said, but Xie Yun's eyes were fixed on Xie Miao's body.

"I have, but I don't allow myself to do this." Ye Huaiyang raised his head and glanced at the room where Chu Jinglan was in a seemingly nonexistent look. There was a little bit of soft light in his eyes, "I am the Lord of the Ye Family at home. To settle down for the people of the tribe, by his side I am his blade, and to cut through the thorns for him, no matter what identity I am, I have no time to be vulnerable."

Xie Yun whispered: "I also want to be like you, for Ah Heng, and for my brother and me."

Ye Huaiyang smiled more charmingly, "I believe you can do it."

"Really..." Xie Yun looked at her sideways, then smiled bitterly, "I don't know what I can do."

"Didn't you raise a raccoon? I heard that there has been a lot of trouble recently. Why don't you introduce a few breeders to you and ask them to go to the Xie Mansion to help you cure that naughty little guy."

Xie Yun was stunned, looking at the deep arc of Ye Huaiyang's mouth, she suddenly understood what she meant, and immediately nodded firmly.