Chapter 132

Li Kechuan gave an "Ah" — a miserable cry — and fell back to the bedside.

A gush of blood instantly spurted out, staining Li Kechuan's robe red.

He roared from his mouth: "Li Qingluo, I won't spare you!!"

Li Qingluo half-turned her head to look at him: "Trash. Now, what do you still want to fight me about? I'll wait and see!"

Having said that, she strode out.

After reaching the doorway, Li Qingluo looked back at the moment when Li Qingya and Li Qingyu were drinking, and saw that their eyes toward her held a few more degrees of awe.

"Second, second sister..."

Li Qingluo: "Everything that happened today, you are all witnesses; when you return and the elders ask, just answer truthfully."

Li Qingyu kept nodding: "Second sister, don't worry! We don't know what happened, but we did see that the tea was invited by the eldest brother for you to drink."

"You drinking it is fine, but the tea cup that Li Qingzhu drank from was personally fed by the older brother. So her matter has nothing to do with you."

Li Qingya also said: "Second sister, don't worry, we will bear witness for you!"

Li Qingluo walks upright, fearing no crooked shadow.

Although she had tampered a bit, with the cups mixed together, it was Li Kechuan himself who suspected she would not dare to use the two genuinely non-toxic tea cups she held.

Moreover, if it weren't for his intention to harm her first, she would not have turned the tables and ended up backfiring onto Li Qingzhu.

In the end, he himself harmed Li Qingzhu.

As Li Qingluo was about to leave, she was blocked by both Nanping Junzhu and Pei Nan Jia.

"Come with me quickly!"

Pei Nan Jia grabbed Li Qingluo and pulled her into his carriage, and Nanping Junzhu also squeezed in after her.

Li Qingluo still looked bewildered: "What's going on? What happened? I still have two female cousins behind..."

Pei Nan Jia: "Don't worry about those two cousins for now! Pan Li set a trap for you ahead; I specially waited here for you to bring you to watch another exciting show of the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."

Li Qingluo: "Pan Li? I recall, she's Li Qingzhu's handkerchief friend."

Nanping Junzhu chuckled beside her: "She's also my cousin. I personally heard them say they'd stop you on the street and then drag you to some poetry gathering, hoping to embarrass you publicly."

"Junzhu and I have been worried about you, so we specially waited half a day for you; why are you only coming out now?"

Li Qingluo rubbed her swollen forehead: "It's a long story. My older brother wanted to harm me, and I barely managed to escape."

Pei Nan Jia and Nanping Junzhu looked at each other.

Thinking of her situation at home, they both knew it wasn't easy, so they didn't dare to ask further.

Li Qingluo, however, took out the tea cup wrapped in a handkerchief from her bosom and handed it to Nanping Junzhu.

"Be careful, this cup is poisonous. If your mother asks about it, please, Junzhu, hand this over to *** Your Highness."

Li Qingluo intended to intimidate Li Kechuan.

Once this evidence falls into ***'s hands, he will surely not dare to cause trouble for me again.

And *** does not fully understand what exactly happened, so he will certainly investigate.

This matter will surely scare Li Kechuan half to death; I fear that during this period his mind will become increasingly unsettled, and he will suffer sleepless nights.

As for whether Li Qingzhu today lives or dies, and to what extent she is injured, it depends on how deeply Li Kechuan hates his own younger sister.

Nanping Junzhu accepted the tea cup with an excited expression.

"Your family is really lively, ah."

Pei Nan Jia poked Nanping Junzhu, who then covered her mouth, realizing she had shown too much emotion.

Li Qingluo smiled: "No matter. Our family is indeed lively."

The liveliness is such that they'd almost kill each other's whole family.

The Pei family's carriage arrived first at Ming Lou.

The three, wearing veiled hats, were led by the maid granny and arrived first at the second-floor wing room near the inner side by the window.

As long as one looks down from the window, one can see every corner of the first-floor hall.

Nanping Junzhu ordered a pile of good dishes.

Soon, many young masters and ladies poured into the hall.

The scene instantly became lively.

They played drinking games, held poetry gatherings, painted, and played chess.

In a moment, the first floor became the occupied territory of these literati and refined guests.

Upon seeing Pan Li, Pei Nan Jia immediately sat up straight: "They're here."

Also brought in together were the sisters Li Qingya and Li Qingyu.

When Li Qingluo was just captured by Pei Nan Jia and company, only Que'er followed her; thus now Deng Mama also follows behind Li Qingya and company.

With Deng Mama present, Li Qingluo need not worry about those two.

Pei Nan Jia said: "Look at Pan Li, her face is about as stinky as a rotting fish."

Pan Li's group today had not gained face at the princess's mansion, and Li Qingzhu had also offended the princess's mansion and Prince Yun, so they all held a grudge inside, even feeling that this was all Li Qingluo's fault.

"If she hadn't come back, would Zhu'er have become as unlucky as she is now? We'd lose face too!"

Pan Li's remark was heard by both Pei Nan Jia and Nanping Junzhu at the time.

Therefore, they decided to stay behind, wanting to help Li Qingluo.

At this moment, Pan Li and her group haven't caught anyone and are fuming.

Originally they just wanted Li Qingyu and Li Qingya to lose a bit of face; after all, they're Li family daughters, and if they stir up a big fuss, perhaps Zhu'er's matter won't spread too far.

But who would have known that Li Qingya and Li Qingyu, though raised on the estate, have both been educated since childhood.

Li Qingya composed poetry, Li Qingyu painted; the sisters did better than Pan Li's group, briefly gaining a bit of fame, causing many young men to praise them.

"The Li family is a distinguished military lineage; who would have thought their daughters' literary cultivation would actually be quite good..."

Yes. But before, the Li family's eldest daughter, wasn't it said they valued martial arts over literature, so her talents are also due to natural ability?

What a coincidence, everyone has talent?

Someone laughed.

You guys are still talking, today *** Fu's winter banquet, but a big incident happened! This is, this is about the Li family's eldest daughter...

Again her? She couldn't have died again, could she?

The laughter grew louder and louder.

Pan Li and her companions' faces grew uglier and uglier.

In the end, they could only run away, embarrassed.

The Princess of Nanping laughed until her stomach hurt.

This cousin of mine has always considered herself a noble lady of Jinling; since I returned, she has looked down on me, a girl who grew up in the northwest and returned, from the bottom of her heart.

I dislike her a lot; she always tries to lecture me in front of my father, I really hate her!

Today, do you think she looks like a soaked dog?

The Princess of Nanping was happily gesturing, but Pei Nan Jia grabbed her.

Shh—

Pei Nan Jia turned his head to look at the seat, where Li Qingluo was already asleep with her head propped up.

She might be too tired; let her rest a while.

When Li Qingluo woke again, she was no longer in the Bright Tower.

She also did not return to Jiangjun Fu, but was in a completely unfamiliar room.

She had just sat up when Que'er came in holding a bowl of hot soup.

Seeing her awake, Que'er was very happy: 'Miss, guess where we are?'

Li Qingluo looked around the room, hesitated a moment: 'What place is this exactly?'

Que'er: 'The Pei family!'