Chapter 18 - Meeting with the Jin Wang
"Today, the rumors say that Second Miss caused your miscarriage, and even the storyteller has to say it several times a day. This time, Second Miss is finally ashamed to meet you." Qiu Yue excitedly told Yun Qianliang about the news she had gathered.
"Those people didn't think it was a big deal just to watch the show. There's no need to take it seriously." Yun Qianliang was not happy with the news, on the contrary, his eyebrows slightly knitted and his eyes filled with worry.
She was known for her evil reputation, while Yun Qingyan's talent and reputation were deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The commoners talked happily after their meals, but very few people truly believed in the rumors.
If Gu Yicheng had not added fuel to the fire, it would have long been rumored that she was the one who harmed the Concubinage Sister, and instead fell into the difficult situation of a miscarriage.
Until now, Song Shujin still had not stepped in, and was afraid that after the rumors died down, the chips for Yun Qingyan would decrease greatly, so it would be easier for him to come out and settle the issues.
She had suffered and set up a trap. If Song Shujin didn't take the bait, wouldn't it be a huge loss for her to be the dowry for Gu Yicheng?
No, I can't sit still and wait for death!
If Gu Yicheng was only concerned with his own matters, she would be at a disadvantage in this round.
If Song Shujin didn't come, she would take the initiative to attack, otherwise, all the good opportunities would be exhausted.
"Chun Hua, write me a letter." Yun Qianliang loosened his frown, got up and prepared to walk towards the study room that he had just cleaned up.
"What's the hurry?" Gu Yicheng walked in wearing a white silk robe, his tall and slender figure completely unmatched by his elegance.
Yun Qianliang turned her footsteps, and quickly walked to in front of Gu Yicheng. She asked nervously: "Is there any news?"
Gu Yicheng smiled, waving the letter in his hand.
Seeing the object, Yun Qianliang heaved a sigh of relief. The corner of her mouth could not help but curl up.
He retrieved the letter from Gu Yicheng's hand and quickly opened it.
The more Yun Qianliang looked at the letter, the uglier his hands became. The hand holding the letter tightened and the letter changed in her hands.
After doing all this, Yun Qianliang still felt that it was infuriating. He slightly raised his skirt and ruthlessly stomped his feet on the paper balls a few times.
Yun Qianliang let go of her hand that was holding onto his skirt and dusted it off. After that, his hands neatly crossed each other in his stomach, and with a gentle smile, he said: "Master, how about we conspire to get rid of Jin Wang and split up our assets before we each run our separate ways. What do you think?"
Gu Yicheng held back his laughter, clenched his fist and coughed lightly: "What did the letter say?"
"What letter?" Yun Qianliang blinked innocently, she stepped on the piece of paper and stomped on it, "Master Ye's words are really strange, you obviously came empty-handed, why did you ask me about this after losing the letter?"
Seeing their master's fake smile, Chun Hua and Qiu Yue suddenly shivered.
You're a little scary.
Gu Yicheng lowered his eyes and looked at the ground beneath her feet, then said straightforwardly: "I'll get Gu San to prepare the carriage, we'll go together."
"I don't understand what the prime minister is saying." Yun Qianliang continued to act.
Gu Yicheng stared at the girl who was putting on an act with his deep eyes, on the other hand, he was smiling brilliantly, the light in his eyes was not any dimmer than usual, the anger in his eyes was hidden deep, and anyone who did not understand would be deceived by him.
Gu Yicheng suddenly took a step forward, closed in towards Yun Qianliang, pinched her chin, and said in shock, "Qian Qian Qian, this matter was caused by you, there is no room for retreat."
Yun Qianliang was forced to raise his head and look at Gu Yicheng, he had a fake smile on his face, she never liked people coming close to her, it would make it impossible for her to avoid danger, thus her voice became colder, and he impatiently said: "Let go."
Gu Yicheng released his hand, and his face showed uneasiness for a moment.
When she got closer, she sniffed the fragrance off her body. It was different from the scent of the rouge and water powder from the other girls. It was very light and fresh, and if she wasn't near, she wouldn't be able to smell it at all.
Gu Yicheng took a glance at Yun Qianliang from the corner of his eyes. In the Palace, she had never put on makeup and looked up to the sky.
Yun Qianliang heaved a sigh of relief and organized her thoughts.
Yun Qianliang directly went past Gu Yicheng and headed out the door.
The place where Song Shujin had arranged to meet was in a busy city, a lively singing and dancing workshop.
In Wanshen's Song and Dance Workshop, it was an elegant place. The girls inside were all pure, and most of them were talented, with a lot of talent. Regardless of whether it was young masters of aristocratic families or scholars, all of them liked to come to the dance hall to drink tea and discuss dao.
The Wanshen was not a particularly feudal country, so it did not allow girls who had not yet left the pavilion to casually walk on the streets. When the young mistresses were put on, they could also enter the elegant music and dances shops to listen to the songs and songs of the people, and to sing and paint.
Yun Qianliang dressed elegantly, wearing a gauze hat and walking out of the song and dances market, which did not attract too much attention.
Yun Qianliang led Gu San who was disguised as a servant behind him and walked into the Golden Screen. Her eyes looked at the layout of the first floor of the Golden Screen.
The song and dance within the building were smooth and the mist rose in spirals. It was as if he was in a fairyland, as if he was in a dream or a fantasy.
In front of them was a staircase that led to a building. On both sides of the stairs, there were Beautiful Jade Tower's Yao Tai. The two sides of the stairs were occupied by a zither, pipa, beautiful sound, and dances.
Yun Qianliang stepped on the red carpet and headed straight for the stairs. On both sides of the stairs, red silk s were used to tie up the flowers, which surrounded the two sides of the stairs, looking extremely joyous.
Yun Qianliang's finger intentionally or unintentionally moved across the armrest and climbed to the second floor.
Arriving at a room with a pillar carved with praises of peony, Yun Qianliang saw an unfamiliar person. It was Song Shujin's personal bodyguard — — Lu Zhe.
Yun Qianliang could not be considered to be familiar with Lu Zhe, but every time she approached Song Shujin, this guard would conscientiously and responsibly stop her. Many of Song Shujin's actions that made her feel embarrassed, were all done by this guard according to his orders, so she couldn't help but have a deep impression of him.
"Miss Yun, please come in." Lu Zhe pushed open the door to the private room, ignoring the Gu San that followed behind Yun Qianliang, using the term "unmarried" to address him.
Yun Qianliang looked in, only to see a screen set up an arm's length away from the door, blocking her line of sight.
"Please call me Lu Wei." Yun Qianliang crossed the threshold and reminded her at the same time.
"Lu Zhe, excuse me." Lu Zhe apologized as he raised his hand to stop the Gu San who was about to enter, "Guard Gu, our Prince only sees Yun … Madam Gu alone, please wait outside. "
Yun Qianliang turned her head and looked at the two people who had a deadlock in the atmosphere, and were not willing to give in, and said: "Gu San, wait outside."
"Yes, madam, you only need to say a word." Gu San cupped his fists and answered, then stood on the left side of the door like a god.
Seeing that, Lu Zhe turned and closed the door to the private room, his hands behind his back.
Yun Qianliang stared at the closed door, her lips curling into a cold smile, then she pursed her lips and smiled, walking around the screen on the left, and entered.