The two people's eyes were focused on one place in the cold light, and the contact was as hot as fire.
Li Qingyi's heart was beating hard.
Under the ice...
Yes, Qin Zeng is like this, and so is Princess Yuanheng. Their hardness and coldness are not only to protect themselves from others, but also to protect the warmth in their blood, making them neither dead nor cold.
On the contrary, people like Lin are like the sunset, seemingly bright, but what follows is heavy darkness and cold.
At this time, at the highest point of Fanghua Palace, the eldest princess of Deqing was standing upright in the sunset. Her eyes fell on Li Qingyi and Qin Zeng in front of Furong Hall below, with a meaningful look on their expressions.
Leave Fanghua Palace.
Qin Zeng was riding on his horse, looking at Li Qingyi who was walking side by side with him, and asked: "Is there anything worth paying attention to in Furong Hall?"
"Well, there are some clues. I will go to Yu's house tomorrow and ask about Young Master Yu."
Qin Zeng looked at the confident little girl in front of him, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly uncontrollably.
Li Qingyi didn't notice Qin Zeng's expression. She stroked the snow-white mane of the horse beneath her and said, "This horse is really beautiful. It is much taller than the one I rode in Yangzhou, but it is also so docile and obedient. It is really rare."
"This is the offspring of the Dawan horse. It is in good shape, obedient, fast, and suitable for long-distance marches. Although it is slightly inferior to the sweat-blooded horse, it is still one of the best horses in a thousand. If you like it, this horse will be yours in the future. Reserved specifically for your use."
Li Qingyi raised his smile and said, "Seriously? Don't regret it, sir."
"Humph, I never go back on what I said."
When Li Qingyi heard what he said, he couldn't help but think of what he said to him on the carriage that day.
My heart felt hot, and my cheeks turned red.
Qin Zeng raised his eyebrows, "It's just a horse, and his face turned red with excitement?"
Li Qingyi couldn't tell the truth, "Huh, I'm blushing for you. It's just a horse, but it's so serious!"
After saying that, she galloped away on horseback, leaving Qin Zeng far behind.
Qin Zeng was angry and funny. He raised his whip and flew after him.
His horse was also a tall and magnificent horse, with strong muscles and strong mane, and its mane looked dark and shiny under the light of the setting sun. Within a moment, he caught up with Li Qingyi.
Li Qingyi turned around and smiled at her. In an instant, it was as if the sky broke through the clouds, and the golden crow hanging in front of him fell to the west.
Qin Zeng reached out and grabbed the reins in her hand, and their horses gradually slowed down.
The two horses got along day and night and were originally a pair. When they got closer, the white horse couldn't help but rub the black horse's neck, and Li Qingyi had no choice but to move towards Qin Zeng.
Their hair was tangled in the wind, and they breathed each other.
Qin Zeng grabbed Li Qingyi with his arms and lifted him onto his horse.
Li Qingyi's heart was beating wildly and he huddled in Qin Zeng's arms, daring not to move.
Qin Zeng did not make any further moves, he just kept his arms around her quietly and slowly, riding his horse as he walked along the path with withered yellow weeds and scattered snow.
The white horse was indeed obedient. Even if no one was pulling it, it would follow him without hesitation.
Such a charming atmosphere makes the desolate scenery become pleasing to the eye.
Although Li Qingyi's feelings for Qin Zeng are extremely certain, her state of mind at this moment is very different from her previous life.
She had previously compared Chang Yue with herself, believing that Chang Yue's admiration for Qin Zeng, like hers, started with gratitude.
Awe, love and respect are her love for Qin Zeng.
But at this time, Li Qingyi's girlish feelings sprouted unknowingly, and bubbles of joy kept popping in her head.
Qin Zeng is a person worthy of being moved, isn't he?
Li Qingyi gradually relaxed and felt the warmth coming from the person behind him, which made him feel extremely at ease.
It wasn't until he set foot on the official road that Qin Zeng let Li Qingyi go back to ride on his own.
He warned: "I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you to Yu Mansion tomorrow.
Take Changning and Changlan with you. "
"Well, it should be fine."
"Don't be careless. Don't forget that Wei Baozhu is still waiting for an opportunity. Who knows if her target is only your second aunt."
Li Qingyi nodded, "Okay."
When we returned to Wei Mansion, the sky was already a little dark.
Li Qingyi was immediately called to Jinhua Courtyard by Princess Yuanheng to inquire about the situation that day.
Li Qingyi did not hide anything. While having dinner with Princess Yuanheng, he explained the doubtful points in the case one by one.
Princess Yuanheng couldn't hide her surprise: "Qingyi, how sure are you of what you said?"
"Everything is just speculation now and has not been confirmed yet, but the results will be available soon."
Unexpectedly, after Princess Yuanheng heard this, her attention was not on the case, but on Qin Zeng. She smiled and said: "Qin Zeng is probably very fond of you. Yesterday he told Cui Shaoqing that he was not free. Today I’m still with you all the time.”
Li Qingyi blushed, "Mom, aren't you afraid of the trouble this case will cause? She's so excited, don't think about all this..."
Princess Yuanheng said without hesitation: "With Qin Zeng here, what are you afraid of?"
"..."
Qin Zeng said so himself.
The two talked about Qin Zeng for a while before Li Qingyi yawned and went back to sleep.
Qinghua Pavilion.
Wei Baozhu rubbed his sore wrist and put the excellent scripture aside.
Fu'er brought a cup of white fungus soup over, Wei Baozhu took it, stirred it casually, and asked, "Have you met Zhao's mother's nephew?"
Fu'er nodded, "Yes, I helped Mother Zhao deliver things to home before, and I have met his nephew."
"How are you as a person?"
"He was a very clever boy. Mother Zhao was very kind to this nephew when she was alive. It was this nephew who came to collect her body."
Wei Baozhu walked to the dressing table and sat down. She looked in the mirror and looked at her eyes which were red and blue from copying scriptures. She didn't say anything for a while.
Fu'er asked cautiously: "What are your plans, young lady?"
"Now the people in our yard, including the dead Mother Zhao, and Dong Ling Ninglu's family, are definitely being watched closely by Li Qingyi. If anyone acts rashly, his or her hiding place will definitely be exposed."
Fu'er didn't know Wei Baozhu's plan, but she knew that Wei Baozhu would never be indifferent to Lin's death and would definitely wait for an opportunity to take revenge.
However, during this period of time, there was no movement from Wei Baozhu. Fuer thought that she was too busy taking care of herself and would not take action for a while.
Now it seems that there is actually no way to start.
Wei Baozhu said: "If I do something, I must be careful. Fu'er Yu'er, you two are my most caring girls now. You have also seen what happened to Mother Zhao and the others. The master is in a bad situation, you two I won’t live long either. We are both prosperous and devastated. If I am good or bad, you will also be buried with me. Therefore, it is also for your own good to do things for me with all your heart."
Fu'er and Yu'er quickly knelt down and expressed their feelings: "Don't worry, girl, the lives of the slaves are all yours."
Wei Baozhu's eyes lingered on their faces for a moment. Seeing the panic on the two girls' faces, he comforted them: "Don't worry, I will never follow my mother's path. Follow me, and luck will follow."
Fu'er Yu'er didn't hesitate at all, "Yes, slaves understand!"
Wei Baozhu tapped his fingers unconsciously on the dressing table a few times, took out some silver from the dowry, and said: "Fu'er, tomorrow you go to Zhao's mother's house to meet her nephew, give him these silver coins, and then Said, this is what I compensated the Zhao family."...
Fu'er took the purse and asked, "Besides this, does the girl have any other instructions?"
Wei Baozhu said: "How old is Mother Zhao's nephew? He's not married yet, right?"
Fu'er said: "Zhao Qi should be sixteen or seventeen years old, and he hasn't gotten married yet. I heard that he was in the process of getting married."
"Sixteen or seventeen is not young anymore, it's time to meet women." Wei Baozhu smiled and took another lotus
Bag it out, "This money is for him to find a woman."
Fu'er was stunned: "Girl, this..."
Wei Baozhu smiled and said: "Let him find women from low-class brothels, the more despicable the better."
Fuler looked at her in shock, not understanding what she was going to do.
Wei Baozhu waved to her, and Fu'er hurriedly approached her, and then her eyes widened involuntarily...
When I got up the next day, it was a beautiful day with blue sky and bright sun. Li Qingyi went out early in the morning again and went directly to Yu's house.
When Mrs. Yu heard that the visitor was going to investigate Liang Gui's death case, she couldn't help but sneer and said: "We can't afford such a person. If she is dead, what does it have to do with us. Our Yu family is a humble family. He hasn’t even taken a step forward from the palace gate.”
Li Qingyi had known that he would be treated coldly, but he didn't expect Mrs. Yu to be so direct in her speech. She didn't even care about her face, and directly referred to the "good nobleman" as "her" without any respect.
After all, the noble lady is the emperor’s concubine.
If you let others know, you will inevitably be charged with disrespect.
However, Mrs. Yu has been focused on her stupid son for a long time. She is exhausted both physically and mentally and can no longer care about much.
As an outsider, Li Qingyi himself had no good impressions of Liang Guiren's actions. Understandably, he was not angry at his wife's neglect.
She said: "Mrs. Yu, I know that you are thinking so hard about Mr. Yu's condition that you don't have the energy to take care of everything else. But you should also know that it is related to the palace and must be investigated thoroughly. If you are not cooperative, the emperor will blame you. How should the government deal with itself? How can I be an official with peace of mind in the future?"
It's not that she is pretending to be powerful, but sometimes she doesn't explain the pros and cons, which inevitably costs a lot of words.
She has always had a neat temperament and can achieve her goals directly, so why bother beating around the bush.
Besides, what she said was true. The emperor really only gave her three days.
Mrs. Yu's eyes were clear and angry, but she had to admit that she was right. She looked at Li Qingyi for a moment and said, "Please come in."
Perhaps because the only legitimate son was seriously ill, everything in the Yu Mansion seemed dull and depressing. Even the servants did not dare to show too much cheerfulness, and there was no trace of vitality.
Li Qingyi followed Mrs. Yu to the flower hall and sat down, waiting for the girls to serve tea. Mrs. Yu waved her hand tiredly and asked everyone to leave, "You can ask whatever you want to ask."
