Reborn, the daughter of the Marquisate went crazy

The carriage left the city gate and sped away like an arrow. The wheels rolled, dust flew, and the towering walls of Shengjing City receded from view, eventually disappearing into a hazy haze.

Shili Pavilion outside Shengjing City is the only way to travel between the south and the north.

Zouping drove his carriage slowly along the winding path. From a distance, he saw two men riding tall horses, quietly parked beside the pavilion.

The leader, dressed in black, with flowing black hair and a handsome face, gazed softly at their carriage. This man was Chu Yuncang. The other man, with a stern face and a vigilant look on his surroundings, was Chu Yuncang's personal guard, Liuguang.

Zou Ping's expression was slightly stern. He had never had a favorable impression of those in high positions and power, let alone Chu Yuncang had deceived his innocent and obedient disciple. Now that the two of them were entangled, he wondered if Xie Qingli was being forced by Chu Yuncang's power or if he had genuine feelings for him.

A wave of regret welled up in Zou Ping's heart. If he had known this would happen, he would have tried his best to prevent the two from contacting each other that night in Jiazhou.

Thinking of this, Zou Ping curled up a sneer at the corner of his mouth. He lowered the brim of his hat, waved the whip, and drove the carriage past Chu Yuncang and Liuguang.

The sound of horse hooves raised a cloud of dust.

Chu Yuncang and Liuguang were caught off guard and hurriedly covered their mouths and noses. When the dust settled, Xie Qingli's carriage had disappeared at the end of the path like a flash of lightning.

A hint of surprise flashed in Chu Yuncang's eyes. He was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly rode his horse to chase after him.

A moment later, Chu Yuncang caught up with Xie Qingli's carriage and called out to the closed curtain, "Li'er."

Hearing the familiar voice, Xie Qingli, who was taking a nap, suddenly opened her eyes. She sat up straight and lifted a corner of the curtain. When she saw Chu Yuncang outside the window, her eyes widened: "Your Highness, why are you here?"

Chu Yuncang drove the horse closer to the carriage and smiled gently: "I plan to send Li'er to Jiazhou..."

But before Chu Yuncang could finish, Zou Ping whipped his whip again, causing the horse to gallop away in pain, and the carriage also accelerated. The distance between the carriage and the two horses widened again.

The carriage suddenly accelerated, and Xie Qingli's body involuntarily leaned back slightly. She was quick to support Chunya who was about to fall.

Through the gap in the carriage curtain, she saw her master whipping the horse with all his might, and she couldn't help but frown. Although her master had met Chu Yuncang only a few times, she had long been aware of her master's hostility towards Chu Yuncang. She just didn't know why her master acted so childishly today. Could it be that he had been with Han Jue for too long and had picked up on his silliness?

The little coachman from the Marquis of Jing'an's mansion had repeatedly teased his master! Liuguang was so angry that his face turned ashen and his eyes blazed with fire. He urged the horse under his crotch to gallop at full speed, determined to stop the carriage and teach this ignorant coachman a lesson.

Xie Qingli saw Liuguang rushing towards him angrily from behind, and his heart was full of worry, fearing that his master's joke had gone too far and angered Liuguang.

She hurriedly called out, "Master..." Her voice was full of pleading.

Liuguang's horse was a good horse picked out of a hundred miles away. In a flash, it had surpassed Zouping's carriage and blocked the way in front of it.

Seeing this, Zouping hurriedly pulled the reins. The horse raised its front hooves high and stopped reluctantly after a long neigh.

Liuguang held a horsewhip in his hand, his eyes coldly looking down at Zou Ping, a disdainful smile on his lips, and sneered: "You are so bold and cunning..."

But before Liuguang could finish his words, Chu Yuncang's majestic and angry voice came from afar: "Liuguang, stop being rude!"

What just happened happened so quickly that Chu Yuncang had no time to stop Liu Guang. When he heard Xie Qingli call him "Master", his face turned pale instantly. The person driving the carriage was Zouping! If he offended Zouping, his marriage with Li'er would be even more difficult.

He galloped to Zouping's carriage, jumped off the horse swiftly, nodded slightly to Zouping, and said apologetically: "Senior, Liuguang did not mean to offend me just now. Please forgive my fault and let him go."

Chu Yuncang's respectful and humble attitude eased some of Zou Ping's unhappiness. He took off his hat, revealing his ordinary face.

Liuguang then realized that the driver in front of him was not an ordinary driver, but the mysterious master who had knocked him down with just a small stone in Jiazhou. He couldn't help but widen his eyes. He must be in trouble today!

Zou Ping jumped off the carriage, nodded slightly to Chu Yuncang, then turned his gaze to Liuguang and said in a deep voice, "What did Lord Liuguang want to say to me just now?"

Liuguang slid down from the horse in a daze, bowed and said, "I... I didn't recognize Mount Tai. I hope Senior will forgive me for once."

Xie Qingli had already gotten out of the car. She quickly walked over to Zou Ping, grabbed his sleeve, and gently advised, "Master, forget it, it's just a misunderstanding."

She leaned towards Zou Ping, winked cunningly, and said in a very low voice: "You just teased the prince. If you really take it to heart, it would be dishonorable and insult the master's wisdom..."

The moment Zou Ping stopped the carriage, he realized his actions had been childish, and a slight regret gripped him. But he remained calm and said coldly, "Forget it. For your good disciple's sake, let's not talk about what happened today."

Seeing Zou Ping's relenting tone, Xie Qingli quickly changed the subject and asked softly, "Your Highness, why did you say you would send me to Jiazhou? The journey to Jiazhou is long, and the situation in the capital is turbulent. It's not appropriate for you to travel far at this time."

Chu Yuncang's eyes were gentle as he spoke softly, "Father's elixir has been replaced with Li'er's antidote, and the Imperial Preceptor is being held in the Imperial Preceptor's residence. Father's health will be fine for the time being. As for the other forces, Fang Duan, Fan Yuan, and the others are watching over them, so nothing will go wrong."

"Besides, this mission was assigned to me by my father. Due to the Xuanjing Temple incident, prefects everywhere are now reporting to the public that they are boycotting the temple. Public sentiment is running high. I'm afraid someone is inciting the people. My father has sent me to investigate and try to quell this public outrage as soon as possible."

Seeing Xie Qingli's worried look, he added, "Don't worry, Li'er. I'll send you to Jiazhou safely and then I'll go do my job right away."

Xie Qingli felt a surge of warmth in her heart, but a trace of worry still lingered in her mind. Just as she was hesitating, Zou Ping snorted coldly, "You're wasting time talking so much nonsense. Why don't you set off quickly and return early?"

Chu Yuncang curled his lips into a smile and said respectfully, "Yes, senior."

A group of people mounted their horses and rushed to Jiazhou.

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Thousands of miles away, Jiazhou government office.

Lu Xiuzhang sat at his desk, meticulously handling official business. Suddenly, a faint, rapid drumbeat reached his ears. He paused, his brush in hand, and listened carefully. It was indeed the drum at the government office gate, ringing for the news.

Lu Xiuzhan hurriedly straightened his official uniform, put on his black gauze hat, strode out of the study, and ordered the bailiffs to go to court to judge the case.

He walked steadily into the courtroom and slowly sat down in the presiding judge's seat. The yamen runners on both sides shouted "mighty" so loudly that the sound shook the roof tiles.

Only then did Lu Xiuzhan see clearly that the person kneeling in the hall was a graceful young woman with a baby in her arms.

He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, with doubt in his eyes. Could such a weak woman have produced such a powerful drum sound just now?