My Lady is well

Qiuju was startled and stopped crying. She didn't expect that she was seen through by her mother's words, so she didn't dare to answer.

Shen Yueyao curled her lips lightly and said coldly: "Tell me, what handle do you have in her hand?"

I originally thought that this mistress was a young lady who was ignorant of the ways of the world and was able to enter the Eastern Palace because of her family's wealth.

I didn't expect that he could reveal the person behind her in just one sentence. She is definitely not as simple as she seems.

Although I don't know how she knew it, I dare not hide it.

"My master is wise. Concubine Yang threatened me with my younger sister, saying that I should monitor every move in Liufeng Courtyard."

Shen Yueyao noticed that something was wrong with Qiuju early on, so she placed her in the outer courtyard.

He also wanted to use her to pass on some news, but now that Jin'er has exposed it, he can only use her for his own benefit.

"Since you were forced to do this, I won't make it difficult for you. Tell me about your sister first."

Qiuju was quite surprised to hear her say that she would not make things difficult for her. If it were any other master, he would definitely give her a beating first and then a trial.

If the story is true, he will certainly be beaten to death.

Unexpectedly, when she came to the master, he did not make things difficult for her.

Qiu Ju was grateful, kowtowed heavily, raised her sleeves, wiped the corners of her eyes, and said slowly.

"My sister was sold to Minister Yang's house as a maid. Concubine Yang knew about it, so she threatened me with Shuang'er's life."

Coercion and inducement, this is indeed Yang Li's usual style of doing things.

"Did your sister sign a death contract or a living contract?"

"Living contract, Shuang'er signed a living contract."

Shen Yueyao lowered her eyes and thought for a moment.

"How do you think about this? I will redeem your sister in the future."

Qiuju was shocked and lowered her head. She knew what this meant. There were conditions for redeeming her.

She was a slave, and a slave of the Eastern Palace, and could not escape the fate of being a pawn.

Although the person in front of her is not favored by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, she is smarter than Concubine Yang. She must choose one of the two as her master.

In the blink of an eye, she made a decision.

Compared to Concubine Yang's overbearing temper, the Concubine Shen in front of him was obviously more resourceful.

"Thank you, Master. Qiuju will follow your orders."

Shen Yueyao raised her eyebrows slightly, with a hint of admiration in her eyes. The servants in the palace were indeed much more sensible.

"You go down first."

"Yes."

She looked at Jin'er helplessly, sighed and shook her head.

Jin'er didn't understand and just frowned slightly.

After a moment, he brought a bowl of medicine and a plate of candied fruit to Shen Yueyao.

Shen Yueyao took it, smelled it, wrinkled her nose, raised her hand to get rid of the smell, held her breath and drank it quickly.

Jin'er wiped the corner of her mouth and said with concern.

"Master, since you rejected the contraceptive soup sent by the Crown Princess, why did you bother to prepare the medicine yourself?"

Shen Yueyao picked up a candied date and put it in her mouth, her eyes falling on the mottled shadows of bamboo on the ground.

Behind the light is darkness, and what is written in black and white may not be true.

Although the book says that Song Yuanyi sent contraceptive soup, there is no guarantee that she didn't add some other ingredients in it.

After all, a lot of the plot changed after she came.

For contraceptive soup, it is safer to make your own recipe.

The pavilions and towers throughout the East Palace have flying eaves, green tiles, carved beams and painted buildings. Every step you take brings a new scene, and all you see is wealth and prosperity.

Under the green tiles and yellow walls, a few peach blossoms are hanging on the antique stone slabs.

Shen Yueyao looked up and saw that the peach blossoms were in full bloom. The evening breeze blew by, and the branches swayed gently, bringing up a few pink petals and bringing down the spring.

"Why is the Crown Princess inviting you over at this hour? It's almost time for dinner. Could it be that she wants to invite you to have dinner together?"

Shen Yueyao guessed that it was about her cousin Song Yayuan. Song Yuanyi knew her own body and was afraid that one day in the future she would really pass away and Cheng'an would have no one to take care of him.

So he wanted to send his sister to the East Palace and asked her to go there, just to discuss how to pave the way for Song Yayuan.

She didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing.

But thinking about the relationship I had established with great difficulty, it would not be appropriate to create a rift over such a small matter, so I just gave some moderate advice.

It was not yet the beginning of summer, the sun was setting, and a cool breeze blew. Shen Yueyao, who was only wearing a thin gauze dress, could not help but shiver.

Jin Er said considerately, "Master, I'd better go back and get a cloak."

"Well, that's fine. I'll wait for you at the willow bank of the green lake ahead."

The breeze is blowing, the willows are swaying, the waves are rippling, and you can even hear the gurgling water coming from the rockery in the middle of the lake.

Shen Yueyao took two steps forward, her eyes flickering.

In the distance, a woman was pressing a guard's head into the lake. The woman was cold and aloof, with a heroic look that was rare for a girl, and a fierce look was evident in her eyes.

The guard's right hand was handcuffed behind his back by the woman. When he tried to use his left hand to pull out the knife at his waist, the woman stepped on his wrist and broke it.

He tried to tilt his head back, but the woman raised her foot and pressed his head into the water, and the lake water drowned out his screams.

The guard struggled for a while, and then became silent.

Is he dead?

It was the first time she saw someone kill someone, and he was still moving just now.

Shen Yueyao's eyes widened, her heart in her throat, her legs trembling with fear, and when she saw that the situation was not right, she turned around and ran.

"stop."

A green figure flashed in front of Shen Yueyao along with the sound and a gust of wind.

Shen Yueyao swallowed and roughly guessed her identity at this moment.

The immortal mentioned by Yang Li is Li Ning.

She was wearing a green gauze skirt embroidered with jade lotus, and the corners of her clothes were fluttering.

There was a kind of indifference and alienation about her that kept people at a distance.

The look he gave Shen Yueyao at this moment was even colder, and one hand strangled her neck.

Having practiced martial arts for many years, the strength in her hands was extraordinary. Shen Yueyao's face turned red when she was pinched by her.

I reached for the hand on my neck, but in vain.

"who are you?"

Shen Yueyao's eyes rolled back, like water out of water, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes, as if she would die in the next moment.

Shen Yueyao was speechless, her little face flushed red, and she blinked at her pitifully, motioning her to let go.

Seeing that she was about to faint, Li Ning threw her to the ground and pulled his hand back.

Shen Yueyao didn't care about the pain in her body. She lay on the ground gasping for breath. After a long while, she suppressed her panic and spoke with a hoarse voice.

"I am Shen Yueyao, the prince's concubine."

Li Ning looked at her coldly and said, "Are you the merchant's daughter that the prince has just married?"

Shen Yueyao nodded reluctantly. Li Ning walked up to her, raised her chin with his hand, and raised a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth, with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"You saw me kill someone, what do you say I should do?"