Jiangshan is a matchmaker: Husband, please stay

Chapter 168 Desperate

"My lord, what I said is the truth. Why don't you believe my concubine? Do you really want to wait for the day when the truth comes out?" Duan Qingyu was anxious to clarify the matter, but she worked hard for a long time, and finally got Nie Wu Huan said a word of hatred.

"Get out!" Nie Wuhuan roared, thinking about Duan Qingyu's bad deeds one by one in his heart, even if this matter is not groundless, Nie Wuhuan absolutely does not believe that there is no instigation of Duan Qingyu, Although he has some doubts at the moment.

Thinking of what happened during the day, Su Jiu's hospitality and words to Dou Qingqing, and Su Jiu's abnormality just now, Nie Wuhuan still had some doubts.However, even if Dou Qingqing had an affair with an outsider, that was his own business, Nie Wuhuan, and he could not allow a woman like Duan Qingyu to intervene again, so Nie Wuhuan angrily smashed the teacup on the coffee table, and the tea splashed everywhere. On Duan Qingyu's skirt.

Duan Qingyu stepped back again and again, with a pale face, "My lord! You and I have come to this day, don't you think you have done nothing wrong?"

"Enough!" Nie Wuhuan yelled angrily. He had exhausted all his patience. Even if he had to say one more word to the woman in front of him, he would feel uncomfortable all over, so he called the housekeeper outside, "Put the side concubine in a hurry!" Bring back."

"My lord!" Duan Qingyu shouted.

"Get out!"

"Okay, okay, I'll get out, I'll get out." Duan Qingyu burst into tears. She knew that there would be consequences, but she still wanted to tell Nie Wuhuan about it immediately, because she always believed that, That Prince Nie who was once as gentle as water would not be so heartless.

When she came here with the last sliver of luck, Duan Qingyu knew that all of this was just lying to herself when she saw the indifferent expression on Nie Wuhuan's face. She sneered pitifully and pushed away the Butler, quickly walked out of the study.

As the sky gradually darkened, Nie Wuhuan raised his head from the table. He stuffed the letter into the scroll with some annoyance, got up and walked out of the study. People outside had already come to ask when to eat, Nie Wuhuan Wu Huan just said hastily, "Put it on hold for now!"

In the blink of an eye, it was dark.

Nie Wuhuan let out a long sigh, and glanced at Dou Qingqing's yard. The lights were burning, and there was a figure busy inside. It was time to change Dou Qingqing's dressing, and Su Jiu would go there again later. The courtyard visited Zhou Xiang, and after such a trip, it was time to go to sleep.

Nie Wuhuan calculated the time bit by bit like this, thinking about where he should appear so that he would not look relaxed when he met Su Jiu.

Duan Qingyu came out of the study and stood in a corner of her yard, staring at it for a long time with tears in her eyes.

In the distance, just outside the door of the study, Nie Wuhuan's figure was copied under the tall camphor tree, beside him was the palace lantern carried by the servant who followed him, and a dancing flame was burning inside the glazed gauze lantern. The pattern on the ground is like a fairyland.

At this time, Chanjuan, who came out from the courtyard in the far north of the palace, was slightly confused, because today was the day she had been waiting for for a long time. Today, she changed from the simple and timid before, and put on a gauze and translucent gauze. She wore a gauze skirt, and even took an aromatherapy hot spring bath. Even after several hours, she still had a strong fragrance on her body.

With her back straight, she carried an identical glazed gauze lantern and walked along the tree-lined path.

Before reaching the main hall of the courtyard, Chanjuan looked at the tired Duan Qingyu and nodded slightly, then walked straight in the direction of Nie Wuhuan.

Nie Wuhuan saw a graceful figure gradually approaching from a distance, at first he was still surprised when there was such a beautiful girl in the yard, but when Chanjuan approached, Nie Wuhuan was still thinking about it.

"My lord!" Chanjuan called him in a delicate and soft voice, she didn't want to see through the stubbornness she had just endured just now, and in an instant, the smothered tears fell down.

"..." Nie Wuhuan was stunned for a moment, looking at Chanjuan's red eyes, the depression that had just dissipated came back again, and before Chanjuan could speak, he said, "It's late at night, there is nothing important to do first." Go back, I'm tired."

"My lord, there is indeed something to do with this servant."

Nie Wuhuan frowned lightly, his gaze was frozen everywhere, because he knew what Chanjuan was talking about.He smiled and said, "Ah, I remember, so this beautiful girl is Chanjuan, nice to meet you! Er..." Nie Wuhuan looked at her attire, and suddenly thought that this is the Red Palace, and her identity is Nie Wuhuan concubine.

Nie Wuhuan bowed slightly, turned around and was about to leave, "If I still have anything else to do, I'll take my leave first."

"My lord!" Chanjuan stopped him and stepped forward, "Don't you want me?"

"..." Nie Wuhuan was taken aback.

"My lord, the slaves are also concubines of the lord's mansion. It is better to send us away if we are left in a corner like this. If the lord refuses, why don't you want me? Before I entered the mansion, I will teach us I have learned a lot from my nanny, and I believe that this servant will serve the lord well, lord!" Chanjuan's eyes were warm, as if she was looking at the hunter in front of her who was waiting to capture her, and she was the one who had already skinned and would jump into the pot at any time Delicacy inside.

"..." Nie Wuhuan has been looking at her intently, and he doesn't know whether he is really laughing or sarcastically laughing under the tightly pursed lips.

"My lord, don't you want me?" Chanjuan asked again.

Nie Wuhuan ignored it and walked back.

"My lord!" Chanjuan stepped forward, stretched out her hand to stop him, her face was blushing, although she was trembling all over, she still stubbornly stepped forward and asked, "My lord, do you want to leave Chanjuan in that yard forever? "

"..." Nie Wuhuan stared blankly ahead, not even looking at her for the last time.

Chanjuan bit her thin lips, hesitated for a moment, stretched out her hand to hug Nie Wuhuan in her arms, clasped her wrist tightly, and said stubbornly, "My lord, Chanjuan is not convinced, Chanjuan is no better than anyone else, Chanjuan wants the lord."

Nie Wuhuan frowned, trying to push her away, but after touching her soft body a few times, she flinched back. Nie Wuhuan just stood there blankly, letting Chanjuan hug him .

After a while, Chanjuan tried her best to raise her head. Although her face was reddish, she still looked stubbornly and proudly into Nie Wuhuan's eyes, her thin lips pursed slightly.

Nie Wuhuan jumped up, pushed Chanjuan away with more strength, then retreated a few steps, asked someone to block Chanjuan and leaned forward again, and shouted, "Nonsense!"

"My lord." Chanjuan stood there trembling like a frantic child who couldn't get candy.

"Come here, take her back."

"My lord, Chanjuan won't leave, Chanjuan only wants me, my lord!"

Nie Wuhuan turned a deaf ear to her growling and begging for mercy, and let her servants drag her away.

But when Chanjuan's figure was about to hide in the shadows, Chanjuan's words completely changed Nie Wuhuan's thoughts at this moment.

"My lord, do you really only have the queen in your heart? Then what are we all, and what is Su Jiu? I, Chanjuan, can live as chic as Su Jiu, laugh loudly, cry loudly, lord, lord... The empress is no longer in the palace, my lord, can't you forget her?"

Nie Wuhuan was shocked, and the hands under the sleeves were slightly clenched, and then he growled to the people behind him, "Send them out of the house."

"My lord..." Chanjuan seemed to have heard this sentence, and the sharp voice came from the other end, shaking everyone's heart.

"Since you don't want to be in the palace, then go back and send them to the palace and hand them over to the queen."

The crowd was in an uproar.

Nie Wuhuan had already found out who in this yard could be used by him and who could not be used by him, so when Su Jiu returned to Youxia Mountain for the first time, he made up his mind that everyone here They have to be removed slowly.

But now it seems that many things will not develop as he expected.

"My lord..." The butler stepped forward with cupped hands.

Nie Wuhuan glanced at him lightly, and then said, "It's a lesson learned from the past. You should know that you are now in this king's mansion. If someone dares to use it for two purposes, the consequences will be like those dead bones in the backyard."

The housekeeper trembled, and beads of sweat fell down.

Nie Wuhuan snorted coldly, flung his sleeves and left.

Two hours later, Chanjuan, who was kneeling in front of Murong Fei, was already sobbing, because she knew what kind of consequences she was facing.

Murong Fei gently pushed aside the grape skin in her hand, then threw the grape skin on Chanjuan's face, and said with a smile, "I don't think he sent it back to me, huh... I haven't paid attention to this for so many years." Did he really start to take action because of that bitch Su Jiu? It really makes people laugh, but ah, Chanjuan, you are really useless. After waiting for so long, I wanted to make you famous in the house, at least He is more promising than those two useless Duan Qingyu and Dou Qingqing, but I don't want to, seeing him today will make me look differently."

"Empress, Chanjuan has done her best, it's the prince who..."

"Hmph!" Murong Fei got up, raised her foot and kicked Chanjuan on the forehead, she got up suddenly, walked over to Chanjuan who was lying on the ground in a panic, she kept walking, crushing Chanjuan's hand, and said fiercely, "Damn!" Girl, it's the prince's fault that I can't do anything by myself? You bastard, you know, men are all the same, no matter whether he is seventy or eighty or a monk, as long as he gets close to women, it's the same. You are useless, you know? Come on!"

"Ah, empress, please forgive me..." Chanjuan broke down in tears, she was already begging for mercy because she was already helpless because of fear, she looked at the palace maids rushing over there, and became more worried. Recently, she heard that Haitang who had been following Murong Fei had been buried alive. She thought that her fate would be even more miserable, so she begged hard, but Murong Fei stepped on her other hand. She ignored the pain and knelt on the ground beside the next door, and kowtowed vigorously. The dull sound shook the marble floor. There was a bloodstain from the impact.

"Forget it, you all back down."

Chanjuan seemed to be on the verge of an amnesty, but she was completely powerless and limp on the ground, "Thank you, Empress, for making it happen."

"Heh... stay here and watch. After a few days, it will be sent to the emperor's dragon bed. When the emperor gets tired of playing, he will throw it to the grand master to live with old things. He will say that this palace is grateful to him for working behind his back. He will not hesitate to sacrifice himself. The people who are here are also suppressed, ha ha... old man, for your little oil, you can say that you are willing to do anything. Ha ha..."

(End of this chapter)