Everyone in the hall has taken their seats, except Mo Zeshen who is still outside.
He and Yuanlang Yubai said something, and then Yuanlang Yubai retreated.
They walked out of the front yard and called a few guards. They each took sacks and left Zhennan Palace, and came to Ji Zhai where Ji Wuxuan's family lived. They hid in the dead end next to the mansion and waited. When they saw the carriage of Ji Wuxuan's family parked in front of the door, they immediately rushed out and put sacks on the people who got off the carriage. They did not care about men, women, old or young, and they all were pinned down and beaten violently.
The people in the sack started screaming, cursing, and then began to beg for mercy because of the pain. They didn't stop until someone couldn't bear the pain and passed out. And pierced the sack, threw it into the dead end, and left it to fend for itself.
After they left, someone struggled for a long time to climb out of the sack and rescue the others. Ji Jianing, who had just been beaten into a pig's head by Lu Qingtang, was still applying swelling-reducing ointment on his face, which came in handy now. The ointment was not in vain.
At this moment, everyone in the hall continued to eat and drink, as if the farce before did not exist at all. Everyone was talking and laughing, and stood up to toast Mo Zeshen. Lu Qingtang also drank two glasses, and then started to complain that he was dizzy.
Mo Zeshen asked her to go inside and take a rest, and Lu Qingtang left the table under the watchful eyes of everyone.
Returning to the room where she had just changed, she pretended to have a headache, and the little girls waiting in the room left. When Lu Qingtang saw this, he immediately walked out of the room quietly and touched the room where Ji Wuhen had cried.
The door was retracted, and along the crack of the door, she saw that the window of the room was open. So she went back to the room where she was changing clothes, climbed out of the window, and climbed through the window.
The room was neat and tidy, and women's clothes were hanging on the bedside, but they were already quite old. Lu Qingtang guessed that this was worn by the "Rou'er" in Ji Wuhen's mouth. At the end of the bed are rows of medicine cabinets with the names of various medicines written on them.
It's a pity that over time, these cabinets have completely lost the smell of medicine, just like a person has lost his soul.
She opened the drawer in the cabinet and looked for the letter Ji Wuhen had just mentioned. From the sound of her voice, she had put it in the drawer, but how could she find it in the shortest time with so many drawers?
Based on Ji Wuhen's height and normal people's habits, Lu Qingtang finally found a stack of stationery in "Danggui"'s drawer.
These dozen pieces of letter paper were neatly stacked together. The paper was a little yellowed and full of wrinkles. Juanxiu's handwriting was so familiar that it almost pierced Lu Qingtang's heart.
This is impossible, how could this happen!
These words are clearly my mother's handwriting. How could she be the wife of King Zhennan?
Her name is Huarou, and King Zhennan’s wife is also named Huarou; she is a doctor, and King Zhennan’s wife can also practice medicine. If it is a coincidence, how can their handwriting be the same.
If the two Huarou are the same person, then Ji Wenzhan is most likely her biological brother. Although they are not the same father, they have the same blood.
But Mo Zeshen was well prepared to annihilate the King of Zhennan. If there were no eggs left in the nest, Ji Wenzhan would also be killed.
Although her soul is not the original owner, if the original owner is still alive, she definitely doesn't want her brother to die like this. What's more, after getting along with each other for this period of time, Lu Qingtang also felt that Ji Wenzhan was a good person. Even if he was not his brother, he was still his good friend.
Lu Qingtang, who was already troubled, suddenly had no idea at this moment. What should she do?
In a daze, the letter in his hand fell to the ground, and at the same time he heard footsteps.
These steps are brisk and impactful, it’s Ji Wenzhan!
Lu Qingtang quickly bent down to pick up the letters on the ground, stuffed them randomly into the "Angelica" drawer, closed the drawer quietly while he was opening the lock, and then quickly jumped out of the window the moment he opened the door.
Ji Wenzhan walked into the room. At first he didn't notice anything unusual, until he smelled the smell of the banquet, which was also mixed with the aroma of rouge, which made him alert.
No servants were allowed to enter this room, not to mention the door was still locked.
He looked at the open window, stepped forward immediately, and saw a footprint on the window sill.
For a moment, Ji Wenzhan panicked. He looked around the room, trying to see what was missing. Inadvertently, he saw the corner of a piece of paper stuck on the "Angelica" drawer.
He quickly stepped forward and opened the drawer, where the letters were messily placed.
The letter paper has been tampered with!
Ji Wenzhan knew King Zhennan, and his love for his mother was like a jewel. He would read these letters every day and put them all away, and he would never stuff them in randomly like this.
But who entered this room?
He closed the window and locked it from the inside, walked out of the room, and locked the door. Pretending to know nothing, he met Lu Qingtang at the corner.
Her eyes were obviously a little flustered, her whole expression was dull, and she smelled of alcohol and rouge.
Ji Wenzhan was stunned for a moment.
Could it be her?
What was she doing in the house stealing letters?
The two looked at each other for a moment, and Lu Qingtang was the first to look away, forcing a smile from his face, "My lord, you are the birthday boy today, why did you run out to avoid drinking?"
Ji Wenzhan looked at her coldly, with a cold light in his eyes, but it only lasted for a moment, and then he smiled again, "I think Princess Chen is a little drunk. I want to remind you, don't run around or rummage through things. There is a lot of chaos in the palace, and there might be some secret mechanism to hurt people's lives."
Lu Qingtang nodded, "I understand."
After saying that, she turned around and walked out, not daring to look directly at Ji Wenzhan.
At this moment, her mood was very complicated, her mind was blank, and she didn't know how to talk to Ji Wenzhan about this matter.
When she returned to her seat, she started drinking, pouring cup after cup into her mouth until she was so drunk that she finally lost consciousness. She didn't even know how she got back.
When I woke up, it was already noon the next day, and the sunlight shining into the room was extremely dazzling. Su Mu brought a bowl of rice porridge to feed her, and the three babies were sitting nearby obediently.
Su Mu wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief and said worriedly: "Why does the princess drink so much wine? It hurts her body so much and scares the prince."
Lu Qingtang smiled bitterly and said, "I'm upset. Drink some wine to feel better."
Su Mu was puzzled, "Why? The prince did something wrong and made you unhappy."
Lu Qingtang shook his head, "It's not him, don't make blind guesses."
After eating the porridge, she slept for a while and didn't leave the room until the afternoon.
In the corridor, Ji Wenzhan was playing Nine Links with Mo Bao. Mo Bao was sitting on his lap, with the same eyebrows and the same smile on his face.
He saw Lu Qingtang coming out, with a playful smile in his eyes.
