Now Ye had figured out the whole thing. Maybe Song Yun went to Gu Qiang’s room but was killed by her. It was unknown how Gu Qiang who was so weak could carry Song Yun to Gu Zhihua’s house.
The Old Lady snorted and told Jiang Min, “We will investigate Song Yun’s death. But I can’t guarantee the result. Besides…”
Then the Old Lady turned around to look at Ye. This woman was very unruly recently. Prime Minister Gu was not at home, and it was supposed to be a chance for Ye to show off her capability. But she was weird as if she was haunted by a ghost.
Thinking of it, the Old Lady glowered at Ye and went away without finishing her words.
The Old Lady stooped and looked miserable. Though she was wearing fancy clothes and had extravagant hair-wear, something was out of her control.
Gu Qiang walked two steps forward, saluted and said to Ye, “Mother, if there is nothing else, please allow me to retreat.”
Ye glared straight at her and pressed her lips tightly, but she said nothing finally.
Gu Qiang raised her head slightly and met Ye’s eyes. Then Ye found that Gu Qiang’s eyes seemed to be sparkling. She thought her eyes played tricks on her and wanted to look carefully, but Gu Qiang left.
Jiang Min was extremely calm now. But after Gu Qiang went away, she rushed to Ye and shouted with scarlet eyes, “What will you do? Why is my son in your daughter’s room? Didn’t you say that you would marry Gu Qiang to my son?”
Did it matter which girl would be married to your son now? He was dead, while the two daughters of Gu Family had to maintain their reputation.
Ye turned around and glared at Jiang Min. Jiang Min was startled and swallowed back the words on the tip of her tongue. Ye was a woman but her eyes were so scary that it sent a chill down Jiang Min’s spine and made her shiver.
“Madam, your son broke into my daughter’s room and was killed by servants as a hooligan. If you are not obedient, this story will be spread on the capital streets tomorrow morning.” Ye said slowly.
Jiang Min stood there rigidly and her mind went blank. Then, Ye whispered in her ear, “Now I leave the privilege to you. Tell your son’s death to others by yourself, OK?”
“Madam, you’re clear that it was done by the bitch Gu Qiang. Why don’t you find evidence to avenge my son’s death?” Jiang Min was confused. Ye hated Gu Qiang, didn’t she? Did she change her attitude towards Gu Qiang now?
Then Song Yun died in vain, didn’t he? Jiang Min couldn’t stand that she got such a terrible result during her short visit to the Prime Minister Mansion. She was not resigned to it. Her son died, and someone must suffer for it, either Gu Qiang or Ye.
“What do you know?” Ye turned around to look at her own daughter. Obviously, Gu Zhihua hadn’t expected what happened. As a girl, Gu Zhihua was dead scared, wrapping herself tightly with clothes and shedding floods of tears.
Good-for-nothing. It was only a dead man. So long as her reputation wasn’t tarnished, that was enough.
Gu Qiang walked to her own house from the main hall. Her house was behind the Prime Minister Mansion. It was isolated. Gu Qiang used to think it miserable. But now she felt lucky that she lived in such an isolated corner that no one noticed a figure flash in a big plum tree in her yard.
On the hillside of the Xiaoyao Mountain, a corner of a palace was barely visible. In the pavilion on the lotus pond, a man leaned against a stone chair with a flower in his hand. It was light blue and even a little transparent.
Long hair hung down casually. Shen Qianshan put the flower on the table. A breeze blew through the pavilion, and the whole pavilion was permeated by a faint smell of fragrance.
Jin Ye stood before Shen Qianshan and told him briefly what happened to Gu Qiang. Shen Qianshan didn’t respond but his face cracked into a smile.
Standing opposite to Shen Qianshan, Jin Ye thought his eyes played tricks on him. As an emotionless person, he couldn’t understand why his master smiled after he only knew the eldest daughter of the Prime Minister Mansion had a peaceful day.
According to Jin Ye’s investigation, Gu Qiang lived such a life every day in the Prime Minister Mansion. If she made one mistake, she would be tormented miserably by Ye.
Of course, which lady in the capital didn’t live such a life? Only Gu Qiang could make Shen Qianshan’s face crack into a rare smile.
“Go ahead.” Shen Qianshan waved. When Jin Ye turned around and was about to leave, Shen Qianshan asked behind him suddenly, “When I said I fell in love with her last time, did she have a response?”
What response? Jin Ye wanted to look back and see what his master was thinking. Gu Qiang was indeed a special woman, but such women were not rare in the capital.
His master often appeared before Gu Qiang recently and even sent him the greatest guard to protect Gu Qiang. Why?
Just because Gu Qiang was of a lovely personality? But Jin Ye didn’t think she was lovely. In many houses of the capital, girls were making efforts to survive or find good husbands. Why did Shen Qianshan only have his eyes on Gu Qiang?
“No…she didn’t…” Jin Ye stammered. He didn’t dare to look back at Shen Qianshan’s response.
After a long silence, Jin Ye opened his mouth but felt it dry. Then he didn’t dare to say anything else.
Shen Qianshan tapped his fingers rhythmically on the table. He was silent and looked peaceful. Jin Ye turned around slowly to look at Shen Qianshan’s face only to find he was not as thunderous as he imagined. Finally, Jin Ye sighed with relief and flew away instantly.
Shen Qianshan withdrew his eyes and gave a faint smile. No matter what was on Gu Qiang’s mind, Shen Qianshan knew she didn’t show her feelings on her face. Good. He picked up the cup and drank the tea slowly. His tip of nose was greeted with the fragrance, and a smile spread on his face.
The Lantern Festival was coming. Gu Qiang sat under a pear tree in the yard. She closed her eyes leisurely. Ting Feng stood before her, placed what she wanted in front of her for a check.
“I don’t need to check. So long as you buy them as I request, that is OK.” Gu Qiang opened her eyes slowly and said drily.
Apparently, Gu Huaian wouldn’t return to the Prime Minister Mansion to celebrate the Lantern Festival. Gu Qiang thought she should go to visit her brother and remind him of what she had entrusted.
She rose, pointed to the items on the table and told Ting Feng, “Pack these things. I’ll take them to my brother. Besides, after I leave, others mustn’t enter the house.”
Then she went back to her room to change clothes.
Ting Feng and Chui Xue exchanged their glances and felt nervous very much. Though Gu Qiang’s house was miserable and Madam and Gu Zhihua wouldn’t come here, Gu Qiang was different now. They kept a close watch on her and might attack her at any time.
They were clear about how many things had happened in Gu Qiang’s house recently. It might be very difficult to guard it now.
When Gu Qiang departed, it was dusk. Ting Feng stood at the door and looked at Gu Qiang mount a horse. Suddenly she felt anxious. Gu Qiang was a girl and didn’t practice Kung Fu. If she encountered a bad guy, she didn’t have a chance to fight back.
Though Gu Qiang was lucky and some strange ones often appeared and helped her in time, it might not last forever.
Of course, Ting Feng worried too much, because someone would appear whenever Gu Qiang was in danger.
Gu Qiang waved on the horse. Her light blue clothes fluttered in the breeze, and her good-looking face was towards the setting sun. Ting Feng bit her lips and didn’t speak of her worry.
It was very far from the medicine shop. When Gu Qiang rode on the inevitable hilly road, she was frightened. By nipping her palm with force, she barely kept a clear head.
It was said that the road was rugged. Though it was an important line outside the capital, there were many robbers on the mountain. Anyone passing by here felt scared.
Gu Qiang was itching to leave here. It became dark gradually, and she felt more nervous.
After the horse ran past a bend, some guys in black jumped down nearby trees. Gu Qiang was so nervous that she was almost drowned by her own saliva. It was really not a good choice to travel in the evening, but it was late to regret it. Gu Qiang saw a man rush to her. He was in dark blue and seemed to be hunted by the guys in black.
The man stepped lightly on the head of Gu Qiang’s horse. The horse neighed and stopped suddenly.
Gu Qiang was surprised. She knew the man, and she not only knew him…this man was Shen Zhongbai!
How could she not know him? She spent many years together with Shen Zhongbai. Even when she was on the horse, she could feel that his smell remained the same.
At that moment, she was seized by a powerful memory and felt unwell. She clearly knew what Shen Zhongbai was like, but she still had a feeling towards the man that once had an intimate relationship with her, no matter the feeling was good or not. This was typical of women.
Gu Qiang was still lost in her memory. Shen Zhongbai mounted the horse and lifted her up quickly. She was startled. Before she screamed, her body had flown in the air.