Concubine, please respect yourself

Chapter 72
Three days later, General Wei's Mansion.

Wei Xiaoxiang looked at the plain banquet invitation in his hand thoughtfully, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

On the post, there are elegant lowercase characters.

Underneath is the red seal of Duke Lu's Mansion.

You embarrass her a few days ago, but now you have the nerve to come and deliver a post?

"Who sent it?" Wei Xiaoxiang threw the post in his hand on the chicken wenge table, and accidentally touched the wound, making her gasp.

The scar on the white and tender palm has almost healed, and the flesh is pink and tender.

But letting her move like this opened another small crack.

"It's Miss Su from the Mu residence!"

Wei Xiaoxiang raised his eyes and saw that the speaker was the maid Zhuqing, his face sank.

The last time she competed with the bitch of the Lu family in shooting, if her maid hadn't been timid and afraid of getting into trouble, maybe she wouldn't have to hide in the mansion every day and let others laugh at her.

"Su Wanwan sent it? Since when did she know the Lu family so well?" Wei Xiaoxiang pondered a little, feeling a little strange.

Zhu Qing didn't answer any more, she lowered her face with an unspeakable secret.

She acted according to the girl's orders and did not dare to do anything wrong.

Wei Xiaoxiang pondered carefully, she thought, maybe this is what the Mu family meant?

The Mu family has always been the power of the nine princes in the court, if they can pull in the upstart Lu Guogong, the power to seize the heir apparent will be even greater.

The General's Mansion was on the side of the powerless fourth prince, but she didn't know that her father would choose an idle king for no reason.

The situation in the court is tense, the right minister is the second prince's natal relative, and the left minister supports the sixth prince. Naturally, the Mu family puts the ninth prince first, but the fourth prince.
Except for that somewhat monstrous skin, what is hidden in the bones of her body is a flirtatious woman.

How could such an ignorant person be worthy of the prestigious reputation of the General's Mansion.

Although she is a general and a tiger girl, she still has a shallow view of the affairs of the court.

Forget it, this thing is messy and messy.

Wei Xiaoxiang is a straightforward person, she has been annoyed these days, and she doesn't want to get entangled in these things.

"Miss, shall we go to those banquets in Lu's residence, or not?" A pretty little maid asked cleverly.

She is the maid who is proud of herself in front of Wei Xiaoxiang now, Hongsao.

As soon as she asked, she heard a "boom".

The chicken wing wood case was kicked down, and the objects on it were scattered all over the floor.

"Go, of course! Not only to go, but also to give a 'big gift' to let that bitch taste the taste of ruin!" Wei Xiaoxiang secretly plotted, she was worried that she would not be able to get close to that woman.

Zhuqing saw this, sure enough.
She shrank her hand holding the corner of her skirt, as if mustering up her courage, she knelt on the ground with a puff: "Miss, there is something here, servant!"

Wei Xiaoxiang was frightened by her.

Zhuqing took out a small piece of pink handkerchief from her bosom, and put it on top of her head.

Satin is soft to the touch, not something ordinary people can afford.

Embroidered on it is a delicate and red poppy flower, faintly scented.

"Where did it come from?" Wei Xiaoxiang took it, picked it up and looked at it, and couldn't help exclaiming when he saw the small characters under the veil clearly.

Embroidered on one corner of the silk handkerchief is, Yu!
Isn't this the personal belonging of the Lu family?With this thing, not to mention reputation, even chastity will be lost.

"At the banquet that day, I followed Miss Lu to pick it up."

This made Wei Xiaoxiang a little unbelievable, she narrowed her almond eyes and asked, "Why didn't I hear you mention it before?"

Zhuqing faltered for a long while, not daring to look at Wei Xiaoxiang: "Slaves are afraid."

She didn't say anything, but it made Wei Xiaoxiang feel relieved.

Zhuqing has served her for a long time, and her temperament has always been so timid, if she is not afraid today, and speaks with more confidence, it will make people suspicious.

"Then why did you suddenly give it again today?" Wei Xiaoxiang smiled and helped her up.

Hong Shao frowned slightly, his mouth curled up in displeasure, and he didn't have the courage to attack.

"That day, my servant ruined the young lady's affairs, so I was afraid and ashamed, and I didn't have the face to serve the young lady afterwards." Zhu Qing burst into tears, sobbing and said: "The servant has been with the young lady for a long time, and I only hope to do my best. Share your worries for Miss!"

Although there was no flaw in this statement, Wei Xiaoxiang was still dubious, and ordered Zhuqing to boil a pot of tea and send her away.

Seeing the person walking away, he called Hongshao Fuer over and whispered.

A trace of fear flashed in Hongshao's eyes: "Miss, is this really the case?"

Wei Xiaoxiang sneered, otherwise, how could she solve the hatred in her heart?
When people are settled, it is so dark that people can't see the road clearly, so they can only walk forward in small steps.

Under a tree with a crooked neck at the back door of the Wei Mansion, there was a petite figure, wrapped in a black robe, his face could not be seen clearly.

"Miss Lu guessed right, Wei Xiaoxiang can't trust me now!" the petite woman said in a low voice.

A female voice also came from the tree, comforting her: "You don't have to worry too much, just listen to the young lady's arrangement, and keep an eye on that maid named Hongshao."

Hong Shao was a maid who had just been selected into the General's Mansion a few days ago. She was good-looking and could read fine print. As soon as she entered the mansion, she was sent directly to Wei Xiaoxiang by the butler to serve her.

It's strange to say that Hong Shao seems to have a good understanding of Wei Xiaoxiang's preferences, and what he says and does is also in line with the master's appetite, and he has been favored these two days.

Seemingly hearing a young servant knocking on the watch walking towards here, the two of them didn't have much to say, and went away separately.

It was clear and bright under the tree, and it was never as popular as before.

The next day, Hongshao pretended to be unwell and went out of Wei's mansion, saying to go to the medical clinic.

Zhuqing wrote the matter into a ball of paper, tied it to a rock with a red string, and threw it over the back wall.

After a while, a young man pushing a bucket cart picked up the stone and limped towards Qingshui Lane.

**
"Knock knock knock!"

The backyard door of Duke Lu's mansion opened.

The person who came out was Jing Zhe, seeing that the person who knocked on the door was pushing Gong barrel cart, she didn't feel disgusted, she smiled and called out "Brother Qin Qiao"

The two seem to have known each other for a long time.

Qin Qiao pulled a far-fetched smile on his dark face, and whispered back: "Sister Han!"

He used to be a young and promising officer of the Imperial Guard, and also the former subordinate of Han Jingzhong, the former commander of the Imperial Guard.

In the murder case of the Han family five years ago, he went to Jingzhao Yin's mansion to beat the drums to complain, and he became what he is now.

But he doesn't regret it!

As a general, he is utterly loyal.

Qin Qiao is honest and loyal, and has always been indignant about the murder of the Han family. A few days ago, he recognized Jing Zhe. The two got acquainted and felt sorry for each other.

Hearing that the young lady that Jing Zhe is serving now has a good heart and has a way to reverse the case for the Han family, he desperately wants to help.

"Brother Qin Qiao is here at this time, but what news do you have?" Jing Zhe saw that the buckets he pushed today were all clean, so he thought he was looking for her specially.

Qin Qiao nodded, rubbed his dirty palms against his clothes, and then went to pick out the stone bound with paper balls in his arms.

He took it out, and handed it to Jing Zhe with some embarrassment, and just half pushed and half stuck it in the air.

Jing Zhe snatched it over with a smile, and stuffed a purse into his palm.

"Miss rewarded it!" Pointing to the purses embroidered with several spring greetings in his hand, he smiled a little shyly: "I embroidered that!"

After finishing speaking, he quickly entered the mansion with the stone in his hand, closed the door and ran away.

Qin Qiao didn't open the purse to see how much money was in it, he stroked the silk thread on the purse and smirked for a while.

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