The scumbag wiped out my entire family, I was reborn to marry the villain prince

Chapter 48: Death of Ming Ziluo

When Lu Qingyu vomited blood, Lu Yiner knew that she had lost the game again.

Lu Qingyu tremblingly took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. His face seemed to turn even paler.

"Sister, please get up quickly. I will see you today, but please don't say anything nonsense. You were the first to hit my maid, so you can't tarnish my reputation."

As he spoke, Lu Qingyu looked around at the onlookers and bowed slightly.

"Everyone, please bear witness for me. It was my sister who started the fight. I never turned her away, but I was not feeling well today, so I asked my sister to come back tomorrow."

As he spoke, a trace of blood oozed out from the corner of Lu Qingyu's mouth.

Tianyue and Tianxing both showed anxiety and worry on their faces, and they supported Lu Qingyu on the left and right.

"Miss, the court doctor said that you cannot get out of bed today. You must lie down and rest, otherwise your condition will worsen."

"Yes, Miss, you should go back quickly."

The two of them sang in unison and instantly reversed the public opinion situation again.

"It was indeed Lu Yiner who started it first. She is so overbearing. She even knelt down and acted pitiful just now. She is so shameless!"

"That's right. Her sister is already so sick, but she still insisted on coming over to disturb her. It's obvious that she has bad intentions."

"I said you guys are Peking Opera singers, right? How many times have you changed your face in such a short while? Why are you looking at me? I'm talking about you."

"What does it have to do with you? You are just too noble!"

The crowd was noisy, but the overall public opinion was completely in favor of Lu Qingyu.

Lu Yiner's face trembled, and she stood up from the ground while suppressing her anger.

These untouchables are all fence-sitters!

But she also understood that if she continued to make trouble at this time, she would be the only one who would be embarrassed.

"Sister, let's go inside and talk." Lu Yiner forced an ugly smile and whispered.

Lu Qingyu did not continue to embarrass Lu Yiner. After all, he still wanted to hear what she wanted to say about the note she sent him.

After the gate was closed, the people who came to watch the fun gradually dispersed, but everyone was still a little reluctant to leave.

The weather has been getting hotter these days, so people in the entire capital are becoming very restless.

The people were all holding their breath and wanted to find an outlet to vent.

In a room in the Duke Zhenguo's Mansion.

Lu Qingyu leaned leisurely on the chaise longue. Her face was no longer pale, and her body was no longer trembling. Instead, her face was filled with a warm and bright smile.

Lu Yiner stared at Lu Qingyu with a cold face, her eyes filled with unconcealed sinister hatred.

"Lu Qingyu, don't be so arrogant. Be careful not to fall off that platform." Lu Yiner said sarcastically.

Lu Qingyu showed an innocent smile, "Sister, what are you talking about? I have always been humble and polite, how could I be arrogant? But sister, the position of King Jing's wife will be handed over to someone else."

At this point, Lu Qingyu revealed a mysterious expression and asked in a low voice.

"Yin'er, I'm really curious, how long have you and King Jing been having an affair? Could it be that he's not satisfied with your skills, so he doesn't want to marry you as his principal wife?"

Lu Yiner's lips were shaking with anger, and her vision was darkening with sparks appearing all the time.

Lu Qingyu’s mouth is so vicious. Why did she become like this?

Looking at Lu Yiner's expression that looked like she had eaten shit, Lu Qingyu's lips curled up in an icy arc and he stopped talking nonsense.

She took out the note from her bosom and spread it out on the table.

"I know the inside story of the death of Ming Ziluo, the second son of Ming Dynasty"

"Tell me, what do you want to do by giving me this note?" Lu Qingyu said in a light tone.

Lu Yiner took a few breaths before she suppressed the anger in her chest. She had to calm down and focus on the important things. "Ming Ziluo was killed by his brother Ming Zichuan, and then the blame was put on the Zhenguo Mansion." Lu Yiner said coldly.

Lu Qingyu raised his eyebrows slightly.

She had heard about the fight between Ming Zichuan and Ming Ziluo.

Ming Ziluo is a bastard's son, but he is highly regarded by the Minister of War Ming Wei. He was also the top scholar in the imperial examination a few years ago and his official career is bright.

Although Ming Zichuan is the legitimate son, he has always been mediocre and is a typical playboy.

There has always been speculation from the outside world that the successor to the Ming family might be Ming Ziluo, not Ming Zichuan.

According to this logic, Lu Yiner's statement makes sense.

But would a venomous snake like Lu Yin'er take the initiative to tell me such a secret? The answer is obviously no.

Lu Qingyu raised the teacup and drank a sip of tea slowly, "And then?"

"I have evidence that Ming Zichuan murdered his brother and framed him."

"so?"

"So if you want this evidence, you have to agree to one condition of mine."

Lu Qingyu nodded without comment, "Tell me about it."

Lu Yiner seemed to have taken the initiative. She leaned back slightly in her chair, and her expression became much calmer.

"When your uncle returns to the capital, you must convince him to recommend your cousin, Prince Jing, to lead the troops at the front. Although the battle between our dynasty and Xiyan has come to an end, the southern border is restless and has recently invaded the border many times."

Lu Qingyu narrowed his eyes slightly.

This was the second person to ask her father to recommend him to lead troops after Ning Wang He Junyu.

It seems that after returning victoriously this time, countless people have begun to plot against my father.

The Duke of Zhenguo has become very famous, and recently he seems to be being worshipped as a god.

Lu Qingyu didn’t think this was a good thing. After all, the higher you stand, the harder you fall.

She put down the teacup, raised her eyes and said, "So what you mean is that you want my father to recommend King Jing to go to the front line in southern Xinjiang?"

"That's right." Lu Yiner had a faint smile on her face, looking confident.

Lu Qingyu's fingers tapped the table unconsciously, and his cold and indifferent eyes fell on Lu Yiner's face, with no expression of sadness or joy.

"Okay, I promise you, when will the evidence be delivered?"

Lu Yiner was slightly stunned. Although she was somewhat sure that Lu Qingyu would agree, she did not expect that she would agree so readily.

All the threats and inducements that I had prepared were of no use.

"Of course, I will give you the evidence only after the matter is done."

After a moment's silence, Lu Qingyu suddenly leaned forward, his head almost touching Lu Yiner's face.

"Yin'er, do you know? Ah Cheng told me alone a few days ago that he felt extremely disgusted every minute and every second he spent with you. He only got together with you because he wanted to get your father's support."

When Lu Qingyu said these words, he stared into Lu Yiner's eyes the whole time.

Lu Yiner's pupils shrank slightly, and her first reaction was disbelief. After all, Lu Qingyu was treacherous and cunning, and was full of lies.

Can.
She couldn't help but think more.

After all, He Juncheng had been acting strangely these days, always avoiding close contact with her.

Why on earth?
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