Chapter 334: Must reconcile and prove identity
When it comes to military affairs, she immediately thinks of Wei Ting.
He asked in a cold voice: "Miss him?"
Ji Qingwu shook his head vigorously, but she did not mean this: "I just want to wait for him to come back and be with him Explain it clearly as soon as possible."
After receiving this answer, Zhao Mingyan nodded lightly with satisfaction.
"What are your plans then?"
Ji Qingwu took a small step back and said, "I haven't thought about it either."
Sometimes, Zhao Mingyan really wanted to pry open her head. Take a look.
He said coldly: "Then start thinking about it from now on, and think clearly, otherwise you will not be allowed to leave."
Ji Qingwu lowered his head and thought hard for a while.
He said slowly: "It's useless to think about it now. If Wei Ting doesn't agree, it's useless no matter how much you think about it."
You can only take one step first and then look at the next step.
But Emperor Wu Su obviously didn't want to cross the river by feeling the stones. He looked around as he walked and said, "Wei Ting must agree."
Ji Qingwu said, "Just in case."
When Zhao Mingyan thought that Wei Ting had taken advantage of this opportunity while he was unconscious, he said with a gloomy expression: "On top of this matter, there will be no more unforeseen circumstances. You must make peace."
With two musts in a row, Ji Qingwu tested the emperor's tough stance.
She said nothing more, because she also wanted to use his hand to leave the Wei family.
But after that, Ji Qingwu had other plans in mind.
Seeing her silence, thinking she agreed, Zhao Mingyan put his palm on the back of her head and warned her before leaving.
"I will return to the palace first. If anything happens, I will ask the secret guard to send a message. Stop acting recklessly and take care of yourself."
After Emperor Wu Su left, Ji Qingwu walked towards Yaju in the southeast corner of the backyard.
However, just a few steps out of the front yard, I saw noises at the fork in the road, like a fight.
One black and one white, two shadows fighting together.
Ji Qingwu stood there and squinted his eyes, these two swordsmen moved very quickly, they were both masters.
She looked at them for a long time before she recognized who these two people were.
"Master Duan." Ji Qingwu called first, interrupting the man's move.
Sure enough, the black shadow stopped first. He blocked a few times, and Wei Tongyou in white also stopped.
Duan Mingfeng heard a familiar voice, turned around and saw an unfamiliar face.
Seeing that the girl dressed as a maid came from the direction of the front hall, she looked surprised.
He hid the soft sword on his waist and asked: "Who are you?"
Ji Qingwu and Wei Tongyou were both in disguise, so it was normal for Duan Mingfeng not to recognize them.
But Duan Mingfeng is not as easy to fool as King Yong. If they want to get out of the house smoothly, they cannot do without his nod. He was Emperor Wu Su's confidant and had nothing to hide.
Wei Tongyou also heard Ji Qingwu's voice, threw the sword he picked up on the road to the ground, and said angrily: "Your surname is Duan?!"
Duan Mingfeng ignored her.
Ji Qingwu took a step closer and whispered: "Master Duan, I am Ji Wu, and that person is the person I brought."
Duan Mingfeng said: "How do you verify that you are Miss Ji?"
Ji Qingwu has never encountered such a link that requires verification of identity.
She waved her hand and called him to the side under the shadow of a tree.
Duan Mingfeng followed her and scanned her whole body with sharp eyes, as if he wanted to find some flaws in it.
Ji Qingwu held his chin, thought for a moment, and said, "The secret skill of your Duan family is tracking."
Duan Mingfeng's expression did not change. In Lin'an, this was no secret. Ji Qingwu continued: "You saved Mo Lingling's life."
Duan Mingfeng, who was holding his arms, when he heard the name, his eyelids twitched slightly, and then he lowered his head. .
But Ji Qingwu is not the only one who knows this.
Ji Qingwu thought for a while and said: "Lingling told me a few days ago that when she was discussing things with Shopkeeper Mi, she saw a flower picker in her room."
Duan Mingfeng couldn't hold her arms anymore and stared at her closely.
Ji Qingwu said with a smile: "Lingling also slapped the flower-picking thief. The one who was mistaken for the thief by Lingling should be Lord Duan who came here on the emperor's order."
The left side of Duan Mingfeng's face twitched, and he cupped his hands and said, "Miss Ji, please."
Ji Qingwu nodded and pointed at the person not far away who was looking at her furtively.
“I’ll take that one with me too.”
"Of course." Duan Mingfeng had no objection.
Ji Qingwu walked out from under the tree, and as soon as his shadow emerged, Wei Tongyou waved to her eagerly.
"Come here quickly, that guard with a dead face doesn't look like a good person, and his martial arts skills are not bad. If he attacks you, I have no chance of saving you."
Wei Tong You had just fought him a few times, but she was already at a disadvantage. If Ji Qingwu showed up later, she might be stabbed by the soft sword in his hand.
Ji Qingwu said: "He is Lord Duan of the Imperial City Envoy, not a bodyguard."
Wei Tongyou's eyes suddenly widened and she glanced in his direction several times.
My mouth turned into a goose egg in shock: "Is he Duan Mingfeng?"
Ji Qingwu asked: "Have you heard of him?"
Wei Tongyou said decisively He shook his head and told lies with his eyes open: "No, I haven't heard of it at all."
The little girl is at an age where she can't hide her thoughts, so she doesn't need to look closely, and there is something fishy about her tone.
But Ji Qingwu is not interested in other people's private affairs. If the other person doesn't tell them, she won't ask for trouble and insist on asking.
The two of them walked for half a cup of tea and arrived at the penultimate wing of the private room in the backyard.
This should be the most desolate place in the entire mansion.
The sky was still calm, and even the big movement in the front hall did not disturb this place.
Ji Qingwu stood in front of the door. Before he could knock, the door was opened from the inside.
The person who came to open the door was holding a candlestick, and the warm candlelight hit her face, making her face look peaceful and not at all crazy.
It’s just that her hair is almost completely white, held up with a yellow ribbon.
Seeing the appearance of this woman, Ji Qingwu understood why Su Daiyue's concubine was the most favored in the house in the past. She was very similar to the mother-in-law of the fourth prince of Xijin in the portrait, but that was it. The eyes don't look alike.
Perhaps it was because she looked so similar that she suffered misfortune.
Seeing Ji Qingwu's face, the woman shrank back in fear at first, but she soon recognized it.
"You are not that cheap maid Hanzhang."
The woman's feigned fear began to dissipate, and she laughed.
"I got up in the middle of the night and saw the light in the front yard. Has the old beast been caught? Is he going to die?!"
She said excitedly: "I have survived until now. Looking forward to this day! Have you been to his darkroom? There are many, many secrets about him in there!”
The woman’s hands were waving wildly, her sleeves hanging down to her elbows, revealing the long scars on her arms. There seemed to be more than twenty of them.
The cut and angle of the wound didn't look like self-inflicted wounds.
Ji Qingwu frowned and said nothing. He just took out the silver hairpin from his arms and put it in her hand.
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(End of this chapter)