The lingering drizzle finally stopped with the darkness of the moonlit night.

Delicious food has been placed on the table all afternoon. Qin Nanxian lay on the table drunkenly. His consciousness was no longer clear, but he still managed to say vaguely: "Do you know... why Shao Ziqing...

Will he go to the Taixuan Clan? And...why...why does Your Majesty think so highly of him?"

Jiang Zuiyao, who had not even had a drink, sighed helplessly and called out: "Qin Feng, please send your master back."

Since lunch started, the meal lasted from noon until dark. Qin Nanxian told the past, and drank one glass after another to relieve his worries. Jiang Zuiyao did not stop him at first, until Qin Nanxian drank all the wine.

After drinking a jar of Qianli Wine, I realized that he had drunk a little too much, but I could no longer persuade him.

Looking at the three empty jars of Qianli Wine on the table, one can imagine how heavy these sad past events are weighing on Qin Nanxian's heart.

"Wine! Why is the wine gone? Fill it up, I haven't had enough yet!" Qin Nanxian shook the empty wine jar and yelled in a drunken voice.

Qin Nanxian couldn't drink any more. Jiang Zuiyao frowned and urged Qin Feng who walked in: "Qin Nanxian drank too much. Send him back quickly."

Qin Feng quickened his pace and helped Qin Nanxian up. Qin Nanxian was still interested and resisted: "I'm not drunk. She and I still have something to say."

Originally, I asked him to say that he would not say anything, but now he keeps saying it.

Jiang Zuiyao called a few more servants, followed Qin Feng and pulled Qin Nanxuan, and then sent them away.

Linghui walked in and cleaned up the leftovers. The table was full of top-notch vegetarian dishes and there was an empty wine jar. Linghui was surprised and asked, "Master Qin drank so much wine?"

Jiang Zuiyao looked at Linghui calmly, her eyes a little cold.

She is surrounded by Qin Nanxian's Linghui, Shaojiang's Li Yan, and Shao Ziqing's secret spy outside Zuiyao Pavilion.

From the inside out, no place is clean.

She thought that after listening to Qin Nanxian's explanation, she would at least put aside the dark clouds and see the bright moon, but she didn't expect that, but the result was even more incredible.

The hidden undercurrent surged behind her, leaving her at a loss as to what to do.

Just as Jiang Zuiyao was deep in thought, she suddenly heard the sound of feet stepping on tiles from above the roof beams, interrupting her thoughts.

who is it?

Jiang Zuiyao stood up alertly, and Linghui looked up at the ceiling in shock.

As the sound of feet tapping on tiles got closer and closer, I suddenly heard a "Boom!"

It seemed like something heavy fell from the roof, and there was a loud sound at the door.

Jiang Zuiyao's eyes stayed at the door. The door was closed tightly, and she didn't know what was outside.

It's a blessing, not a curse, but it's a curse that cannot be avoided. Jiang Zuiyao told Linghui: "Open the door and take a look."

Linghui cautiously stepped forward and opened the door, but there was nothing outside.

Linghui swallowed uneasily and wanted to step out of the threshold to find out. Suddenly, a hand covered with blood suddenly appeared and grabbed the door tightly.

"Ah!" Linghui exclaimed and ran timidly to Jiang Zuiyao's side, panicking: "Young Madam, there is someone!"

Jiang Zuiyao was also startled. Could it be that someone fell from the roof with that loud noise?

Then, a crisp sound was heard as the sharp weapon touched the ground, followed by a painful roar, and the man stood up.

Seeing the figure outside the door, holding on to the wooden door and walking over step by step, Jiang Zuiyao's heart rose in her throat.

Until that figure appeared, Jiang Zuiyao was shocked, it turned out to be Shao Ziqing.

"Young Master!" When Linghui saw that it was Shao Ziqing, she was no longer timid and hurried forward to help him.

Blood seeped out from Shao Ziqing's lips, and there were traces of blood on the door he held up. He stepped into the threshold and walked only a few steps before falling to the ground unable to hold on.

"Young Master! Young Master!" Linghui called loudly. Linghui quickly looked at Jiang Zuiyao and said anxiously: "Madam, please save the Young Master quickly."

Jiang Zuiyao stepped forward, stretched out her hand to feel Shao Ziqing's breath, then opened his eyelids and looked at Ren'er. He passed out.

Looking at the seriously injured Shao Ziqing, Jiang Zuiyao wondered: Where has he gone?

At this time, the servants who sent Qin Nanxian away came back, and Jiang Zuiyao quickly ordered them to carry Shao Ziqing to the soft couch.

After unbuttoning Shao Ziqing's clothes, except for some minor scratches, no fatal wounds were found. Jiang Zuiyao glanced at the blood on the corners of his lips, then looked at the blood on his palms, and guessed that it should be blood spurting from the mouth.

At this time, he covered his mouth with his hand.

Jiang Zuiyao opened Shao Ziqing's clothes a little wider, and immediately saw a bloody handprint printed on his chest, which was clearly visible.

Jiang Zuiyao was shocked, who was beating him?

Without further ado, Jiang Zuiyao hurriedly had Shao Ziqing carried to the examination room. After some examination, she found out that Shao Ziqing had internal injuries. The blow was serious and injured his right lung.

Jiang Zuiyao applied Voltaren on Shao Ziqing's chest, gave an injection, and removed the stitches from the previously healed sutured wound. This busy work lasted until midnight.

It was so late and he couldn't go back home. He asked his servants to stay by Shao Ziqing's side, and Jiang Zuiyao went to rest.

Early the next morning, Jiang Zuiyao got up and found that Shao Ziqing was already awake and eating in the front hall.

Jiang Zuiyao walked in and said: "You just had the stitches removed from your old injury, and now you have internal injuries. You need to rest more."

Shao Ziqing didn't reply, didn't even look at Jiang Zuiyao, and just ate quietly.

Faced with his indifference, Jiang Zuiyao ignored him, but Linghui stepped forward to break the embarrassment: "Young madam, you slept late last night, please eat something quickly."

Jiang Zuiyao walked over and sat down, while Linghui added bowls and chopsticks. The two of them sat opposite each other, eating their own food, without talking to anyone.

Jiang Zuiyao looked at Shao Ziqing secretly. Except for her pale face, she couldn't tell that he was an injured person. But she knew very well that Shao Ziqing's chest must be very painful at this moment, but he didn't show anything.

No, has he always been like this?

It wasn't until Shao Ziqing finished the last mouthful of porridge and put down his chopsticks that he finally spoke: "For the sake of you carrying my flesh and blood, I will settle the matter with you after the child is born!"

Such cold words immediately widened the distance between the two.

Jiang Zuiyao was used to Shao Ziqing's appearance and frowned slightly: "Is your injury related to the Seventh Princess?"

"No." Shao Ziqing replied expressionlessly.

These words made Jiang Zuiyao breathe a sigh of relief: "In that case, your injury has nothing to do with me. I also removed the stitches that originally tore your wound. The wound has healed, so I don't owe you anything anymore.

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Chapter completed!