Chapter 38 Boudoir Night Talk
Chapter 38 Boudoir Night Talk
Jiang Chuchu pushed the door open and entered the room, her eyes falling squarely on Gu Wangxian in the corner.
Seeing the unfamiliar face, Jiang Chuchu was about to ask something when Jiang Lige grabbed the incense burner on the table and threw it at her.
"Get out!"
Jiang Lige has always been domineering, and it is not uncommon for him to smash things when he is angry. Jiang Chuchu didn't want to hurt herself for no reason, so she immediately took a step back and stood outside the door.
Fengquan and Songyue knelt down in cooperation, "Miss, please calm down!"
Jiang Lige was still furious and started cursing at Gu Wangxian.
"Since your family has sold you on the street, don't act so arrogantly towards me. I spent money to buy you, so you must serve me willingly!"
After hearing what Jiang Lige said, Feng Quan reacted quickly and pulled Gu Wangxian to kneel down together.
"Miss, please calm down. It was my fault that I didn't discipline her well enough, and she offended you."
Jiang Lige's face turned red with anger, but he still relented for Feng Quan's sake and waved his hand impatiently.
"Forget it, take her down!"
Feng Quan stood up upon hearing the sound, and hurriedly dragged Gu Wangxian, who was lowering his head, out the door, fearing that he would offend Jiang Lige.
"Miss, please don't be angry. Have some tea first."
Seeing this, Song Yue also stood up, poured a cup of tea and served it, then invited Jiang Chuchu into the house.
Jiang Chuchu walked into the room gracefully, "Sister, why bother getting angry with a servant girl and hurting yourself for nothing?"
"She looked quite pitiful on the way, and I had a kind heart. Who knew she would be so ungrateful? Well, let Fengquan worry about it. I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself today."
Jiang Lige snorted and waved his hand, then asked Jiang Chuchu again.
"Eighth Master's side?"
"I've already apologized to Master Ba. Don't worry, sister. Today's incident will not affect the diplomatic relations between the two countries."
Jiang Chuchu said this, smiled and pulled Jiang Lige's hand, and asked again.
"Speaking of which, what happened between my sister and Master Eight?"
Jiang Lige replied nonchalantly, "Eighth Master once invited me to taste spring tea, and we've met privately a few times, so I can be considered an acquaintance in the palace."
"Eighth Master is handsome and his age is not much different from ours. Doesn't your sister have any other thoughts?"
Jiang Lige looked at Jiang Chuchu in confusion, "We've only met by chance a few times. I'm afraid you're overthinking it. According to seniority, Master Eight is the elder!"
The word "chance encounter" somewhat annoyed Jiang Chuchu. It seemed that Ning Luyang had put a lot of thought into Jiang Lige when she couldn't see!
Jiang Lige achieved his goal and pretended to be unaware of Jiang Chuchu's little thoughts. After drinking a cup of tea, he said.
"After all this commotion, I'm not in the mood for tea anymore. Never mind. It's getting late, let's go back."
Jiang Chuchu could only nod, "Okay."
They walked out of the teahouse, and the three people outside who were guessing riddles had already decided the winner. Amidst the lights of thousands of houses, Ning Yunxiao held a rabbit lantern in one hand, and his usually cold face was illuminated by the lights with a few more touches of warmth.
"I won."
Jiang Lige smiled when he heard that, "I knew you would win."
Ning Yunxiao curled his lips slightly and handed over the rabbit lamp. Jiang Lige reached out to take it. There was no exchange of words throughout the whole process, but it seemed as if every move was full of friendship.
Jiang Lige shook the rabbit lantern in his hand and said with a smile.
"This lamp is beautiful, but it's a pity that it doesn't shine very brightly."
"Maybe there's no lamp oil left. Just ask the shopkeeper to add some."
Jiang Lige nodded and said, "I will go with you, Master."
The two of them simply ignored the people around them. Xiao Xingrong was even more disgusted with Jiang Lige's behavior of "putting love before friendship". He rolled his eyes and turned to look for a carriage.
In a place where no one noticed, Jiang Lige gently tugged at Ning Yunxiao's sleeve, and whispered to Ning Yunxiao what had just happened, and then said.
"The fewer people who know about this, the better."
Upon hearing this, Ning Yunxiao's face instantly became solemn.
"I know about this."
After the two men finished talking about business, they happened to see the shopkeeper coming back after refilling the oil. Seeing the two men standing together and behaving intimately, he smiled and praised them.
"Young Master and Madam are such a talented and beautiful couple, they are the envy of others!"
"We haven't..."
Ning Yunxiao blushed when he heard this. Just as he was about to explain, Jiang Lige handed him some silver with a bar of white teeth.
"The shopkeeper has good taste!"
"Madam, you are so generous! I have traveled all over the country for so many years and I have never made a mistake in my judgment!" After accepting the silver, the shopkeeper's smile deepened. "This young man is definitely someone I can entrust my life to."
Ning Yunxiao was a little too sensitive to face, unlike Jiang Lige who was so unruly. He hurriedly took the rabbit lantern, pulled Jiang Lige away.
"It's getting late!"
"But……"
"Nothing good!"
"Has anyone ever told me that a young master is so cute when he's shy?"
"No! Ma'am... please respect yourself!"
On the street where lights flickered, two figures, one tall and one short, walked crookedly.
A closer look revealed that the man was hiding from the woman with a red face. A cute rabbit lamp was swaying gently between the two of them, illuminating the way forward for them.
All the secrets are hidden in the bustling streets.
This matter involved a wide range of people, and Jingzhou was someone else's territory. The streets were unsafe, and neither were the posthouses. Jiang Lige thought about it and decided...
In the boudoir late at night, Fengquan was speechless and choked with emotion.
"Miss, do you really think this is a good place to talk?"
Jiang Lige poured a cup of tea for Gu Wangxian and nodded seriously.
"Who dares to break into this princess's boudoir at night? No matter how you think about it, this is a good place to talk!"
"..."
Fengquan was about to persuade him when he heard Songyue, who was guarding the door, call out softly, "Prince, you're here!"
"Ah."
Hearing the sound, Jiang Lige quickly jumped up from the Arhat bed.
"Fengquan, you go down and keep watch. Let Songyue get some food and drinks. We have a big plan to discuss tonight!"
Fengquan could only compromise, "Yes."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ning Yunxiao walked in. Jiang Lige greeted him happily. Gu Wangxian also stood up and saluted Ning Yunxiao with proper manners.
"Wang Xian pays his respects to the Crown Prince."
"Miss Gu, there's no need to be so polite."
After the two sides met, they stopped talking and got straight to the point.
When Jiang Lige and Ning Yunxiao were recounting the story on the street earlier, they had only given a brief summary. Now that Ning Yunxiao wanted to investigate the matter, he would inevitably need Gu Wangxian to give a detailed account.
Gu Wangxian could only force himself to recall, trying not to miss even the most trivial things.
When Jiang Lige was almost drowsy from listening, he heard Ning Yunxiao exclaim softly, as if he had grasped something key.
"Wait, you just said that before Lord Gu was imprisoned, he secretly met with the Jingzhou Tongpan?"
Gu Wangxian nodded, "Exactly."
"There must be something fishy about this matter."
Ning Yunxiao pondered for a moment and came to this conclusion. He met the two people's puzzled gazes and analyzed and explained.
"Tongzhi and Tongpan are both adjutants, but their responsibilities are very different. The Jingzhou prefect, Lord Qin, is notoriously suspicious and is particularly wary of close relationships with his subordinates. Lord Gu has been an official for many years, so how could he not know this?"
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