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Then, what goal did he have to come to the Zhao Mansion?

Zhao Yuqing didn't understand what attracted this esteemed guest.

"Cough, cough." Su Qinghe broke the silence. He walked up to Zhao Yuqing, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Zhao, I've sent my gift. It's time …"

Su Qinghe was about to bid farewell to Zhao Yuqing when Yuan Yi, who had been faking a "wooden stake" for a long time, finally came back to his senses and interrupted him.

"Stay here."

"W-what?" Su Qinghe swallowed the word "goodbye" that was about to come out of his mouth. He looked back in surprise and looked at Yuan Yi who said "amazing". He inadvertently swallowed his saliva, bent down in pain and started coughing violently.

"Uh, cough cough, cough cough, you, what did you say?" Su Qinghe finally recovered. He stood up slightly and raised his head. His face was red and his eyes were misty. He complained about Yuan Yi who seemed to be clueless about what he had said.

Yuan Yi was noncommittal as he glanced at Su Qinghe with his long and narrow eyes.

Su Qinghe choked. He could only helplessly turn to Zhao Yuqing and said, "Sorry, Brother Zhao, maybe, this friend of mine wants to walk around here. We don't know each other very well here, so we can only bother you for a few more days. I don't know if Brother Zhao will mind?"

Oh, since Qinghe is able to stay for two more days, then I, your big brother, would not mind it at all.

Zhao Yuqing instructed the servants to clean the room as if he didn't see the light in their eyes.

"Big brother still has matters to attend to, so I won't be accompanying the two of you. Feel free to do as you please." With that, he turned and left.

Just as he walked out of the line of sight of Su Qinghe and Yuan Yi, Zhao Yuqing's face sank. Even the faint smile from before disappeared. It was as if that man that was as warm as jade had never existed.

"Go, investigate who Yuan Yi is."

"Yes." Someone answered at once

Su Qinghe was pestering Yuan Yi, chattering loudly, "Why, why did you stay? Say it, tell me quickly, look at how much face I just lost. Brother Zhao might think we have other plans, but what should we do? Don't not say anything, at least say something. You're hurting me."

Seeing that Yuan Yi didn't respond to him, Su Qinghe stopped talking. His face was downcast and depressed.

Peng, Su Qinghe bumped into Yuan Yi who suddenly stopped in front of him. Su Qinghe rubbed his forehead, leaned out and asked, "What happened, did you smoke?"

The young maid, who was leading the way, giggled. Realizing that she was disrespectful to her guest, she quickly covered her mouth and lowered her head, not daring to look at Su Qinghe's completely darkened face.

"Yuan Yi, if you don't say something, I will, I will leave." Su Qinghe felt that he was being greatly ignored and said indignantly.

"Whose residence is up ahead?" Yuan Yi asked.

"Young Master, it's Second Young Madame." At the same time, she secretly glanced at Su Qinghe, who had already exploded.

"…" Su Qinghe said he didn't want to say anything.

"Mm, I understand. Let's go." Yuan Yi replied indifferently, as if he was just curious.

Su Qinghe didn't move. He looked at Liu Ruyun's residence and asked, "Since when did you, Second Young Madame, become like this?"

The young maid stammered, not daring to say anything.

Su Qinghe took off the safety button on his waist and threw it into the servant girl's arms, "What are you afraid of? Speak."

The young maid looked around and saw that there was no one around. She quietly said, "Actually, it's not a big deal. Everyone in the mansion knows, but it's not good to talk about the master behind his back. Please forgive me, Young Master."

The young maid bowed towards Su Qinghe.

Su Qinghe waved his hand, "It's not your fault. Go ahead."

"The day before Second Young Madame got married, our second young master passed away. It was on the night of the wedding that Second Young Madame and the second young master's memorial tablet were together that Second Young Madame couldn't accept it. She fell into hysteria and went insane everyday.

After the servant girl said that, she looked at Su Qinghe and added, "But, Second Young Madame's illness is getting worse. Just a while ago, you said that you're not Liu Ruyun! "

"Wait, you guys said you're not Liu Ruyun?"

"Yes, yes." The servant girl nodded her head seriously and emphasized, "I have heard it with my own ears that day. There is no mistake."

Su Qinghe rubbed his chin and asked curiously, "Did your family's Second Young Madame say who she is?"

The young maid thought for a moment and replied, "Yes, I think it's Liu Rushuang. Oh right, Second Young Madame also said that her elder sister was Liu Ruyun, and she was her younger sister, Liu Rushuang. How is that possible? So, ah, we've all said that this Second Young Madame is getting more and more serious, pitiful Second Young Madame who has the beauty of a flower, actually suffered so much, and hasn't even seen her husband once, and she already … "Aaaah!"

The young maid knew that she had misspoken and quickly whispered, "Prince Su, this servant can only say this much. I hope that you will keep it a secret, this servant …."

"Yes, yes." "Let's go, let's go. I can't even see Yuan Yi anymore." Su Qinghe also changed the topic. A wall has ears. Forget it, forget it.

Along the way, the white silk fluttered in the wind. The servants were all dressed in plain clothes, without a single trace of color. Only black and white remained in the world.

There was no smile on the servants' faces at all. Even when they met, they would hurriedly whisper to each other and end the conversation. No one dared to make a ruckus, and no one dared to take even half a step.

Su Qinghe was speechless. This, this, if he doesn't go crazy, at least he'll go crazy.

He shook his head and quickly left without saying anything else.

It was better to ask Yuan Yi what he wanted to do, and then get it over with and go back earlier.

Zhao Yuqing walked into the study familiarly and opened the hidden door. He took out the poem that he had read countless times and gently touched it as if it was a fragile porcelain.

"Brother Qin Ling, today, a stranger came to our residence. His identity is unknown, his martial arts are strong, and his attitude towards Liu Ruyun is unimaginable. Do you think he would rescue Liu Ruyun?"

Thinking about this, Zhao Yuqing suddenly dropped the sundries on the table. He slammed the table angrily and said, "Somebody, go get Hong Xiu."

Usually, when Zhao Yuqing entered the study, no one was allowed to accompany him. He didn't want others to see or touch Qin Ling's things.

However, because he sometimes had orders, he arranged for some of his trusted aides to wait outside the study so that he could pass them down at any time.