RPAGF Chapter 181 Su Jincheng is drunk
Chapter 181 Su Jincheng is drunk
Before she even talked about it, she felt that the relationship between the two was too close and it was not good.
After talking about it, he suddenly became distant from her, which made her feel even more uncomfortable...
Not sure if it was a blockage in his heart or stomach, Su Sui'an just felt uncomfortable.
Her hands unconsciously covered her chest.
"Miss, you look very unhappy. How do you feel?"
Liu'er walked forward and supported her with worried eyes.
Su Sui'an followed Liu'er's movements and half leaned on Liu'er, hiding the tears that slipped from the corners of his eyes.
"I feel like I must have eaten too much. I feel so uncomfortable."
Su Sui'an covered his chest...
A sour feeling spread from the heart to the nasal cavity.
It even made her nose feel sour.
"Okay, okay, don't cry, miss. When we get back, Liu'er will make you some sour plum soup to help you cool down and help digestion. Then I'll massage your stomach and you'll feel better." Liu'er was in a hurry to comfort Su Sui'an.
On the other hand, after Su Sui'an left, Fu Jingrong began to reflect on himself constantly.
What did I do wrong that made her so disgusted with my approach?
There was a sharp pain in my lower back.
His chaotic thoughts seemed to be torn open.
"It turns out that it's only when you're hurt that you learn a lesson."
He muttered to himself.
It seems that if you want to win the heart of a beautiful woman, you can't just use soft tactics.
If soft tactics alone don't work, then he will add some tough measures, using both soft and hard tactics.
He doesn't care what the process is or how despicable it is.
Anyway, the result is good for her.
After the Su Mansion's carriage left, Yi Zhi went back to report to Fu Jingrong.
At this time, Fu Jingrong had returned to his usual indifference.
"Sir, Miss Su has left. When she got on the carriage, I saw that she... didn't seem very happy."
Fu Jingrong didn't even look at Yi Zhi. He stood up from the wheelchair and slowly left the dining room.
This made it seem as if he had been waiting for Yi Zhi to come back specifically.
Yi Zhi was worried about Fu Jingrong's back injury and wanted to catch up with him to stop his self-abuse behavior...
"Don't follow me, leave me alone."
Be quiet?
Yi Zhi seemed to have discovered something great.
Even his eyes were wide open.
Since returning to Luojing, when has he ever seen his master need "quiet time"?
But I thought of the abnormality when Su Sui'an left just now.
The change of flags was connected all at once.
Could it be that the two of them were having a quarrel?
No.
What did they talk about while dining just now?
...
into the night.
Duke Gu’s Mansion.
Gu Xiuyan held the scroll in his hand, but he couldn't understand a single word of the content in the book.
Conghui entered the room silently.
"Master, the secret guard has left."
Gu Xiuyan hummed, and looked into the distance with a deep gaze, without any focus.
"Can you see the figure of the secret guard clearly?"
"I don't think that person is a real secret guard." Cong Hui answered truthfully.
At the very least, that man had none of the vigilance that a secret guard should have.
Gu Xiuyan put down the book in his hand and focused his scattered gaze on Cong Hui.
"What do you think?"
Cong Hui thought for a moment and told Gu Xiuyan his inner thoughts truthfully.
"I think those secret guards are suspicious and need to be investigated more deeply."
Fu Jingrong rubbed his eyebrows tiredly.
"If they are capable but have a loose organization, or if they are highly skilled in martial arts and wear black clothes but are not at the level of secret guards, there is no need to investigate them in the normal way."
"What do you mean, Master?"
Gu Xiuyan suppressed his coughing for a few times, and only when the coughing stopped did he take a sip of strong tea to suppress the heat in his heart.
"If we want to investigate, we can look into the bandit den that was previously wiped out by Fu Jingrong, and the origins of the assassin in the womb a few days ago. Maybe we will have a higher chance of finding the truth."
"The master is suspicious..."
Gu Xiuyan lowered his eyes and continued to drink a sip of tea.
"Back then, the Dingbei Palace requested to leave the capital on its own initiative. I once found in a file the scattered distribution of the royal family of the previous dynasty and related fragmentary records. When the previous dynasty fell, the grandson of the last prince was escorted away by an old nanny and a team of loyal soldiers.
If the grandson of the former prince were still alive, he would be nearly 150 years old now.
If he were to turn into a handful of earth, he would certainly have descendants left behind.
According to the marriage age of the previous dynasty, the great-great-grandson left by the prince’s grandson would be about 17 or 18 years old..."
Although Cong Hui was confused, he roughly understood what his master wanted to express.
That secret guard is most likely a remnant of the previous dynasty.
But...
"The remaining assassins in the palace have all been executed. If our people were to track them down now, I'm afraid it would easily lead to unnecessary trouble."
"There is someone who can help you." Gu Xiuyan narrowed his eyes slightly.
His eyes were like a hawk, fixed on the moonlit ground outside the house.
"We can seek cooperation from Fu Jingrong."
"But, doesn't Prince Dingbei always dislike the master?"
Gu Xiuyan curled his lips in self-mockery, "That was in the past."
Fu Jingrong had just recently sent someone to tell him the news about the forces behind Zhao Qingwan.
Isn't it just to wait for him to come to you?
"But I always feel that Prince Dingbei is the kind of person who won't release the eagle until he sees the rabbit..."
Don't release the eagle until you see the rabbit?
Gu Xiuyan neither agreed with Cong Hui's words nor refuted them.
Just a faint smile.
"Okay, let's investigate the people behind Zhao Qingwan. As long as we can find the prince of Dingbei, there won't be any major problems. The people in the Marquis of Changping's mansion are too idle right now. It's time to find something for them to do."
"Yes."
Cong Hui stepped back in response.
Silence returned to the room.
Gu Xiuyan could no longer suppress the cough that he had suppressed with great difficulty.
Ever since I was poisoned by Zhao Qingwan that day, I have been soaking in cold water in the moat for most of the night.
His cold never fully healed.
The worst part was that every time he coughed, he could clearly feel the heat spreading from his chest to his limbs and bones, eating away at his meridians. Lately, he felt that he was losing strength when he used force...
During this period, he also asked Conghui to find doctors from all over the Yuan Kingdom many times, and the doctors gave almost the same answer - the medicine he took was too strong.
I missed the best time to detoxify and the cold air entered my body, forming a carbuncle that is incurable...
I recall the excitement I felt when I first learned the truth.
Gu Xiuyan felt a sweetness in his throat, and a bloody smell filled his nose. He put his hand over his mouth, but more blood came out of his mouth uncontrollably...
Thick and sticky blood gushed out one after another, and soon blood flowers appeared on the book he had just put down.
...
Zhao Qingwan was awakened in the middle of the night by thirst.
Half asleep, she unconsciously called out "Jiao Yue".
The voice of a woman who has just woken up always has a hint of laziness and tenderness.
Seducing people without knowing it.
"Bright Moon?"
When he called out to Bright Moon for the fourth time.
Zhao Qingwan finally realized that something was wrong.
In the past, Jiaoyue Qiuyue would appear by your side basically as long as you called her once, or at least calling her twice would be enough.
But this time, she didn't know what was going on. She shouted so many times, but Jiaoyue and Qiuyue didn't respond. Did something happen?
Without thinking too much, she quickly sat up and tried to get out of bed.
As a result, as soon as she opened the bed curtain, she was frightened out of her wits by the person who had been guarding the bed.
"what--!"
As soon as her scream came out, it was covered by a slender hand that was wet and smelled of alcohol.
"Wan'er, don't scream, it's me."
Zhao Qingwan's eyes became even more excited: It's you that I'm going to scream.
The person who came was no one else but Su Jincheng, who had tried many times before to harass Zhao Qingwan at night but was stopped by the remnants of the previous dynasty who pretended to be Su Qishun's men.
The hot breath with a hint of greasy overnight food and alcohol filled her surroundings, completely covering up her original goose pear fragrance.
Zhao Qingwan's heart skipped a beat, and she asked in a trembling voice, "Have you been drinking?"
Before asking the question, she actually still had some hope in her heart that Su Jincheng was not drunk.
Zhao Qingwan had no idea about other people's drinking habits.
However, Zhao Qingwan knew Su Jincheng's drinking habits very well.
Once, having witnessed the power of Su Jincheng when he went crazy after drinking, she even thought of letting Su Jincheng take advantage of his drunkenness to destroy Su Sui'an's innocence.