Good luck and marriage: marrying the governor of Dongchang

Chapter 233 The whereabouts are unknown
Capital Lu Mansion.

It rained all night outside last night, and the flowers outside the yard fell to the ground.

Shen Qingli looked at the cinnabar purple robe tea tree by the window, and secretly rejoiced that she moved it into the house last evening, otherwise it might have the same fruit as the flowers in the courtyard.

After looking at the tea trees for a while, she thought of Lu Huaiqi again, wondering where he was now and whether it was raining over there.

As soon as Ran Mo entered the room, he saw Shen Qingli fascinated by the pot of cinnabar purple robe.

She put down the soup and helped her over, "Ma'am, this medicine is ready, drink it while it's hot. Doctor Jia said that this medicine is very good for raising babies."

Shen Qingli looked at the pitch-black bowl of soup, picked it up with a normal expression and drank it clean. She wiped her mouth, "Is there any news about Nine Thousand Years recently?"

It had been a long time since she sent that letter, but there was no reply. For some reason, she was always worried.

Ranmo knew that she missed Lu Huaiqi, and she had been inquiring about the situation on the border recently, but she couldn't hear any news about Lu Huaiqi, but seeing Shen Qingli's worried look, she said, "Although there is no news from Mrs. Chitose recently, Madam Don't worry, the nine thousand year old man is wise and martial, he will surely make a great victory and return triumphantly, Madam just needs to stay in the mansion and wait for the good news."

Shen Qingli sighed slightly in her heart, she knew that Ran Mo was trying to comfort her, but she couldn't feel relieved if she didn't receive his letter.

In the evening, in Hengxiang Restaurant, Luo Nan turned around and looked at the man in black kneeling on the ground, his handsome face was full of anger, "What are you talking about, you not only failed to kill Lu Huaiqi, but also killed him I lost it!? Xun Feng, you really surprised me!"

The man named Xun Feng was the black-clothed leader who went to assassinate Lu Huaiqi. He lowered his head and said calmly, "This subordinate has neglected his duty and has failed his master's entrustment. No matter what punishment there is, this subordinate will accept it willingly."

This indifferent look annoyed Luo Nan even more, but he knew that Xun Feng had been killing people since he was a child. He had been with their Luo family since he was 14 years old, and he had killed countless people for their Luo family. No matter who they told him to kill, he was so calm that nothing ever seemed to stir his emotions.

He tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, and said to him, "Ask your people to continue to track down Lu Huaiqi's whereabouts. I want to hear about Lu Huaiqi within three days, or you will tell them not to come back to see me, Luo Family No need for useless people”

Xun Feng replied dumbly, and went down.

Luo Nan walked around the room for a while. He wrote a note and called a subordinate, "Give this to the people in the palace."

Seeing that subordinate go out, he thought to himself, no matter what happened to Lu Huaiqi, he would first create some disturbance in Liangjing City.

The palace was dark under the night, the little emperor was sitting upright in the bedroom, his face was cloudy and uncertain, he looked at the burning candle beside him, where a note had just been thrown.

He returned to the dormitory and was about to take a rest when he found the note by accident.

After he saw it, he burned it immediately, as usual.

This note should have been secretly sent in by his confidant, but it was different from the previous ones, this time it was not a strategy, but a message.

His face was a bit dark, looking at the bright yellow dormitory, he suddenly laughed, the laughter was a bit abrupt and blunt, and it sounded a little weird in the empty dormitory.

The note said - Lu Huaiqi was assassinated halfway, seriously injured, and his whereabouts are unknown.

He laughed coldly. There was a strange light rolling in his black eyes. He secretly smiled in his heart, are you seriously injured? Lu Huaiqi, if that's the case, then you should just die from such a serious injury and never come back here again. Liang Jingcheng, don't appear in front of his eyes again.

After thinking for a while, he decided to let everyone know the good news tomorrow morning.

Presumably when the time comes, it will be very interesting.

After waiting quietly all night, the little emperor ordered the palace staff to quickly dress him up, and he quickly came to the main hall, sat on the dragon chair, and looked at the courtiers who were thinking about each other below, he never Never been so happy.

Since Lu Huai went to the front line, for so many days, there has been no major affairs in the court, so they retreated early every day.

But today seems to be different.

The courtiers waited for a long time, but the little emperor announced his resignation.

Just when they were wondering, an urgent report came from outside the hall, "Jiu Qiantui was ambushed on the way to the front line, and his whereabouts are unknown now."

Everyone in the hall was in an uproar, and Lu Huaiqi was plotted against.

So what about the front line? Who will take over as the commander-in-chief of the army guarding the border.

After retiring from the court, the courtiers looked at the gloomy sky and thought to themselves, if something really happened to Lu Huaiqi this time, then the whole Xiliang might be changed.

Although they usually succumb to Lu Huaiqi's majesty, at this moment they don't really hope that the day of his downfall will come so soon.

When the news of Lu Huaiqi's accident reached the Lu residence, Shen Qingli was sewing winter clothes for him in the room. Although it was still summer, she thought it might be winter when Lu Huaiqi came back, and she wanted him to come back Then he can put on the winter coat she made for him.

But at this moment, she heard such bad news.

The needle in his hand accidentally pricked his finger, and the bright red blood stained the gray-blue brocade, bright and dazzling.

Ran Mo hurried over, looking at Shen Qingli's pricked finger, she hurriedly said, "Ma'am, don't think too much, he must be nine thousand years old..."

Before she finished speaking, Shen Qingli said, "I know, he will be fine. I believe him..."

The words were slow but firm, Ran Mo's heart moved, and he sighed and nodded, "Madam is right to think so, just wait, I will take medicine to wipe the wound on your hand right away."

After Ran Mo finished speaking, she rummaged through the cabinet for the medicine bottle. Shen Qingli looked at her busy figure, but her eyes were a little loose, saying that she was not worried, but how could that be possible.

Ran Mo found the medicine bottle, looked at Shen Qingli's distraught look, and knew in her heart that she was still concerned about Lu Huaiqi's safety, she sighed slightly, and walked over to apply the medicine to her.

This kind of thing is not something that can be helped by just a few words of persuasion from her, let alone Madam, it is difficult for her to really let go of her heart.

It was late at night, and there were hardly any pedestrians on the road, but in a dark street corner, a person came out, that person was a tall and slender woman, she was dressed in rags, her hair was disheveled, she seemed to be suffering from some kind of illness, The steps are still a little unsteady.

She dragged her exhausted and painful body, and walked forward step by step. After walking for an unknown amount of time, she came to a lake. She stopped but didn't look at the lake.

Although she was already in such a tragic state, she would not have the slightest thought of committing suicide.

The place she looked at was a pavilion by the lake.

This is the back of a big mansion, and the lights are flickering on the pavilion, and there are veils fluttering outside each floor. This is a women's pavilion.

She watched intently, and after a long while, she suddenly laughed, which was a little cold.

Walking forward slowly, she knocked on the door of the backyard. After waiting for a long time, a servant girl came to open the door. Seeing her like this, she was startled, and complained to her, "No one else will come!" Knocking on the door here in the middle of the night scared me to death!"

With that said, close the door.

But she blocked the door with one hand, and said coldly, "Call your lady down."

The servant girl snorted, looked her up and down sideways, and said disdainfully, "Do you think our young lady can see any kind of dubious person?"

There was a trace of cruelty in her eyes, "Tell her that I can help her deal with Shen Qingli. Go!"

The servant girl was startled by her cold tone, and when she heard the name Shen Qingli, she didn't say anything more, turned around and went to the building to ask someone to come down.

Shen Qingjiao was playing the piano on it, and recently she was always feeling restless because of Shen Qingli's affairs, so she had to play the piano to calm her mind.

A piece of music she played tonight was very fond of her, and when she was very excited to play, someone knocked on the door. She frowned, threw the piano aside, and said displeasedly, "Come in, what's the matter!"

The servant girl was a little apprehensive when she heard the tone. She came in and told her what the woman outside the building had said. Shen Qingjiao's eyes narrowed, "She really said that? Does that woman look good?"

The servant girl shook her head, "It's too dark to see clearly."

Besides, with that woman's attire, she didn't want to take a closer look at her appearance.

Shen Qingjiao had no choice but to go downstairs to meet her, but secretly wondered who that woman would be.

The maid opened the door and stood behind Shen Qingjiao holding a lantern, "Our lady is here."

Shen Qingjiao looked at the woman outside the door, she had never seen this person before, "Who are you?" How did she know that she had a grudge with Shen Qingli.

The woman stared into Shen Qingjiao's eyes, and said word by word, "Little girl Sun Yu. Miss should have heard of this name."

Sun Yu?

A faint light flashed across Shen Qingjiao's eyes, and she remembered that Luo Nan once told her that he had planted a maid in the Lu residence, intending to poison Shen Qingli, but in the end the identity of the woman was revealed, and she was taken by the Lu residence. People dealt with it.

Disappointment appeared in her eyes, and she said indifferently, "It turned out to be you, Sun Yu. You should know that I will not trust anyone who has failed before. Please go back."

With that said, she was about to turn around and go back upstairs.

But "Sun Yu" stopped her, "Miss Shen just wants to give up the chance to poison Shen Qingli? It's true that she has Jia Zhen, a genius doctor, but I'm also the only one who can fight against him. Miss Shen, I, Sun Yu, lost one of their hands, and I will let the Lu family repay this hatred no matter what, I hope you will carefully consider whether you want to join hands with me." Saying so, she raised her hand , that is an amputated hand.

Shen Qingjiao asked the servant girl to hold up the lantern, looked at Sun Yu's face full of hatred, she looked at her closely for a moment, the corners of her lips curled up, "If that's the case, then you can help me, it's just that This time, I don't want you to disappoint me again."

(End of this chapter)