Quick Wear: Saving Three Thousand Matches

Qingyu covered her bleeding mouth, her eyes filled with resentment, "You, a homosexual, treated me like this today. I will never let you go."

Jun Muxue hurriedly supported Qingyu and comforted her softly, but her eyes glanced at Jin Jiusi from time to time.

Jin Jiusi sneered as if he had heard a joke, "I'm at your service anytime." Then he wanted to go back to the house.

Qingyu grabbed Jun Muxue's hand and signaled her with her eyes to grab Jin Jiusi.

Jun Muxue understood and shouted, "Come here, arrest him!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the servants they brought with them looked at each other, and none of them dared to step forward to arrest anyone.

Jin Jiusi stopped and turned to look at Jun Muxue with a half-smile, "Why? Just because you're the daughter of a traitor, you think you have the right to let these servants capture me?"

Jun Muxue looked flustered, secretly hating Jin Jiusi for being too talkative, but she still pretended to be calm on the surface, "Don't be arrogant. If Chen Yu knows about what happened today, he will definitely hold you accountable."

Jin Jiusi raised an eyebrow. "Although I may be difficult to get along with, I won't cause trouble for no reason. If you hadn't brought people here to cause trouble and provoke me, I wouldn't have suffered this."

Jun Muxue was speechless for a moment.

At this moment, Qingyu, who had been covering her mouth, endured the pain and said, "You dare to hurt me, just wait for me."

"Tsk, you can still talk. It seems that I was too gentle." Jin Jiusi said sarcastically.

"you......"

"Qingyu, let's go back first. I'm afraid you need to see a doctor for your injury."

Jun Muxue stopped Qingyu and advised her to leave first.

Although Qingyu was unwilling, she also knew that it was useless to continue the stalemate. She could only glare at Jin Jiusi angrily and said, "Humph! Let's go."

After they left, the mocking look on Jin Jiusi's face faded. He frowned slightly and murmured softly, "Jun Muxue may look weak, but she's actually very thoughtful. Qingyu might be being used without even realizing it."

Hongling stepped forward and asked, "Your Highness, when will we return home?"

Jin Jiusi handed the stick to Hong Que and then stretched. "No hurry. Isn't this Yun Mansion quite interesting?"

After saying that, he turned and went into the house.

The interior of the house is elegantly decorated, but it exudes a sense of desolation.

Hong Que followed behind him and whispered, "Your Highness, this is the Yun Mansion after all, so it's better to be careful."

Jin Jiusi waved his hand gently, "It's okay, I'm very familiar with this Yun Mansion."

After saying that, she poured a glass of water on the table and drank it all in one gulp.

At the same time, Jun Muxue and Qingyu returned to their residence.

Qingyu sat down angrily, "Bitch, bitch, this bitch! Are we just going to let her go like this?"

Jun Muxue's eyes flashed with a sinister look, "Of course not, but he has such a relationship with Chen Yu, and the clothes he wears are not ordinary items, so he must be of extraordinary status. We can't force him. Why not send someone to investigate the identity of the Ninth Young Master."

Upon hearing this, Qingyu called a servant over and whispered a few words in his ear. The servant responded and went out.

*

In the palace, Yun Chenyu was staying in the Qinzheng Hall, reviewing memorials with Feng Qiansu and Qi Lingyue.

Now that the territory incorporated into Donghua has become increasingly vast, there are many political affairs in various places, and countless memorials are sent to the palace.

Today, Yun Chenyu was kept in the palace again and did not return home.

"Yun Er, Xiao Jiu, are they at your house?" Feng Qiansu asked suddenly.

Yun Chenyu was stunned for a moment, his eyes filled with thoughts, "Your Majesty, Her Highness..."

"Okay, okay, the Prime Minister is here today to help you and me review memorials, so please don't disturb him." Qi Lingyue interrupted Yun Chenyu.

After these words were spoken, the two grown men shut up and continued to deal with the important matters at hand.

*

The servant was very efficient and quickly found some clues.

He hurried back to report to Qingyu: "Miss, the Ninth Young Master seems to have some connection with the Imperial Palace. We need to investigate further."

Qingyu's eyes lit up after hearing this, and a calculating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "He is a homosexual. If he really has connections with the imperial palace, then we can use this as an excuse to make sure he is killed without a burial place."

Jun Muxue frowned slightly, feeling somewhat worried. "But we must not act rashly. If he really has connections with the palace, we must make a long-term plan."

"You, go check again." Qingyu asked the servant to continue checking.

In Yun Chenyu's courtyard, Jin Jiusi stood by the window, gazing into the distance, muttering to himself, "It seems some people are getting restless."

Kong Kong had already transmitted the plot on the other side to her.

Hongque asked worriedly, "Your Highness, do you want me..." As she spoke, she made a gesture of wiping her neck.

Jin Jiusi shook his head. "No need. These days are so boring. I want to see what tricks they can come up with."

Although Yun Chenyu was busy in the palace, he was always worried about Jin Jiusi and wondered how she was doing at home.

Feng Qiansu saw this and jokingly said, "Yun Er, I asked you to help with government affairs. If you keep getting distracted, you might have to spend the night in Qinzheng Palace."

Yun Chenyu's face looked a little unnatural. He looked up at the remaining memorials, then lowered his head to continue handling government affairs.

In the brightly lit Yun Mansion.

Jin Jiusi sat at the table with a gloomy face, her cold eyes fixed on the dinner that the maid had just brought in front of her.

After a moment, she finally spoke, her voice so cold it could freeze a person instantly: "Is this the meal that the Yun Mansion usually prepares for guests?"

Seeing this, the red cardinal standing nearby was immediately furious.

Her eyes widened as she pointed at the simple vegetables and thin rice soup on the table and angrily questioned the maid, "How dare you let our young master eat these things?"

Hearing this scolding, the little maid trembled with fear and her face turned as pale as paper.

She involuntarily took two steps back, her body trembling slightly, her voice filled with obvious fear and nervousness: "The kitchen said they brought you dinner as instructed. This servant... This servant really doesn't know anything, please spare me!"

Jin Jiusi raised his hand to stop Hong Que, a sneer on his face, "You're trying to intimidate me."

She stood up and slowly walked towards the maid, "Lead the way, I'm going to the kitchen to take a look."

The little maid led the way tremblingly. When they arrived at the kitchen, they saw the cooks sitting lazily and chatting.

Seeing Jin Jiusi coming in, everyone just bowed perfunctorily.

Redbird's eyes turned cold, "My young master's meals are just those things?"

The head cook snorted, "We'll do whatever the boss tells us to do. There's no point in finding us."

"You are really going too far!" The Redbird was so angry that he wanted to draw his sword.

Jin Jiusi pulled her back and said to the cooks with a smile, "Since your cooking skills are not good enough, just chop off these hands. They're useless anyway, right?"

As she spoke, she walked into the kitchen and reached out to pick up a freshly sharpened kitchen knife.

"You are absolutely right, sir." Redbird replied with a chuckle.

Seeing this, the faces of several cooks changed and they quickly explained: "Master Jiujiu, it's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding."

"Yes, it's all a misunderstanding. We, we will make it for you." Several chefs were frightened and explained quickly.

They didn't expect that the Ninth Young Master was so fierce and would chop people down if they disagreed with him.

"Then I'll give you half a quarter of an hour. If you can't do it, I'll still chop you off."

"I obey, little one!"