diskusbooks Chapter 230 You ran away
Chapter 230 You ran away
Ye Qing'an turned her head to look at her third aunt, whose eyes were slightly red, and raised her hand to adjust the hairpin on her head: "Although there is indeed a grudge between me and Liu Xueying, perhaps you don't need to do anything and Liu Xueying will still be brought down by me. But, isn't it more satisfying to take revenge yourself?"
"After all, the person Liu Xueying killed was your child."
The third concubine lowered her eyes and remained silent for a long time before bowing to Ye Qing'an: "I understand, thank you for your guidance, Miss."
After the third concubine withdrew, Zixiao lowered her voice and said, "Miss, aren't you afraid that the third concubine will pressure you like this...?"
"Does this count as forcing her?" Ye Qing'an chuckled lightly. "If she can't stand up in this backyard, she's of no use to me. What use is someone who's useless to me?"
"She can only become my ally if she can find a way to pull herself together."
After listening to Ye Qing'an's words, Zi Xiao pondered for a long time before nodding gently: "That's true, Miss, you don't need an ally at all..."
“It’s still necessary.” Ye Qing’an chuckled. “Having one more ally is always better than having one more enemy.”
Ye Qing'an stood up: "I should go to the academy."
At noon, Ye Qing'an returned from the academy. As the carriage traveled along, the sounds of people around him gradually decreased.
Ye Qing'an, who was taking a nap in the carriage, opened her eyes and frowned slightly.
Zixiao thought she was thirsty, so she quickly poured her some water: "Miss, have some tea."
Ye Qing'an dipped his finger in some tea and wrote a few words on the low table: "The carriage is traveling in the wrong direction."
Zixiao leaned closer to take a look, her expression pausing slightly. After Ye Qing'an's reminder, she quickly realized that the road from the academy back to the Ye residence was almost entirely through bustling streets. It was midday, and the weather was cool in autumn. At this time, the streets should have been bustling with people, but now, there was no sound of people talking at all.
A flicker of panic crossed Zi Xiao's eyes, but she quickly regained her composure and mouthed, "What should we do?"
Ye Qing'an tapped his fingers lightly on the table, beckoned to Zi Xiao with his finger, and whispered in her ear as she leaned closer, "Their target should be me. I'll quietly open the carriage window and throw you out. After that, find a place to hide, and wait until the carriage is far away before running out and running back to the Ye residence to find someone to rescue me."
"But Miss, you could have just run away..."
Ye Qing'an shook her head: "Since their target is me, if you run away, they won't go to great lengths to chase after you. But if I run away, it's not certain. If I run, I might not be able to escape."
"Run, go find your father."
Although there was still panic in Zixiao's eyes, she nodded firmly.
Ye Qing'an carefully opened the window, and seeing that no one had noticed, she quietly put the purple silk down.
Zixiao looked around for a moment. It was a deserted alley with a pile of firewood next to it. Zixiao hid behind the firewood and quickly watched the carriage turn the corner and disappear from sight before running out of the alley.
Inside the carriage, Ye Qing'an craned her neck to look back before knocking on the carriage door: "Alright, let's go."
"Uu——"
The carriage stopped, the carriage door was pushed open, and the coachman, who was sitting on the carriage shaft wearing a bamboo hat, poked his head in from the outside. Seeing that Ye Qing'an was indeed the only one left in the carriage, the coachman breathed a sigh of relief, took off his bamboo hat, and revealed Jiu Xiao's very conspicuous face.
"I don't know what you're up to with all this? Pretending to be kidnapped?"
Jiuxiao sighed, his eyes somewhat vacant: "I'm just a spirit beast, but ever since I made a seven-month retail pact with you, I've done everything. I've bought and sold spirit pills, gathered information, frequented brothels and teahouses, and even bought a brothel... Now, I've even worked as a carriage driver."
"pretty good."
Ye Qing'an smiled casually: "Let's find a place that has nothing to do with the Ye family to listen to the storytelling."
Jiu Xiao glanced at Ye Qing'an, snorted softly, but obediently put his hat back on: "I'm speechless. I don't know what you're trying to do..."
Half an hour later, Ye Qing'an and Jiu Xiao sat in a private room of a teahouse in the city: "This place is not very famous, and there are not many high-ranking officials and nobles, but the storyteller in this teahouse is really good at telling stories."
"But I just asked the shopkeeper, and it's not the time for storytellers to perform right now."
Ye Qing'an glanced at Jiu Xiao silently, took out a silver note from her sleeve, and pushed it in front of Jiu Xiao.
Jiuxiao coughed lightly: "Alright, as long as there's money, money can solve anything."
As Jiuxiao said this, he excitedly went downstairs with the silver notes in his hand, and soon returned with a storyteller.
When the storyteller entered, Ye Qing'an had already put on a veil.
"This humble servant greets Miss. May I ask what Miss would like to hear?"
Ye Qing'an responded, "Let's talk about the Gu family, one of the four great families in the city."
“Alright.” The storyteller sat down in the chair and opened his folding fan: “Today, I will tell you about the Gu family, one of the four great families in the city.”
"The Gu family's most glorious and prosperous period has passed. The Gu family has gradually declined, and some people even believe that the Gu family's strength is no longer enough to rank among the four major families."
"The Gu family was at its most glorious when Prince Dingxi, Gu Duo, was the head of the family. After Prince Dingxi defected to the enemy and then fell into the hands of Prime Minister Ye, where he was tortured to death, the once-glorious Gu family gradually began to decline..."
Ye Qing'an interrupted him: "It is said that the Prince of Dingxi fell into the hands of Prime Minister Ye and was thrown into the Nanfeng Pavilion where he was tortured to death. Do you know how he actually died?"
"Actually, when the Prince of Dingxi fell into the hands of Prime Minister Ye..." The storyteller raised his finger and pointed to his head: "There was already something wrong here, he went crazy."
crazy?
"Some say he's truly insane, while others believe he's faking it." The storyteller pursed his lips. "I've heard that the Emperor handed the Prince of Dingxi over to Prime Minister Ye for disposal, and Prime Minister Ye threw him directly into the Nanfeng Pavilion, all to test whether he was truly insane or faking it."
"But unexpectedly, the Prince of Dingxi entered the Nanfeng Pavilion and was tortured to death in less than seven days."
"I heard it was because the madam of the Nanfeng Pavilion made him go to entertain guests, but he went crazy and angered the guests, who then beat him to death..."