Chapter 211: Grandmother's dying words? Leave everything to Luo'er!
The mute slave couldn't speak, only able to gesture with her hands.
Li Qingluo lowered her voice and replied: "No. We are maidservants of Prince Su's Mansion—get lost!"
Upon hearing the three words "Prince Su's Mansion", the several Jiangjun Fu servants indeed flinched.
But the beggar-like look on Li Qingluo's face instead aroused their suspicion.
Looking at this young lady, who should have been a fair and lovely maiden, why did she deliberately dress herself up like this?
The eldest son said, their young lady is an extremely cunning woman, so they must not miss any possibility.
"Maidservants of Prince Su's Mansion? I don't believe it—are you Prince Su's Mansion maidservants who wander outside even late at night?"
Li Qingluo: "Courting death!"
Without blinking, she drew her sword and slit that person's throat.
Scalding blood sprayed onto her own face, causing her eyes to twitch involuntarily.
The mute slave nearby was startled badly.
The remaining Jiangjun Fu servants were all: "!!!"
Drawing swords at the slightest disagreement—is she a madwoman?
"You damn well are the one courting death——!"
Several others raised their knives to chop at her, and Li Qingluo raised her hand to meet the sword.
Perfect—she practices swordsmanship daily; today she should test her progress!
Li Qingluo was already full of anger; now was the perfect time to vent it.
But she had only trained swordsmanship for a few months; even if she succeeded in killing the first person, the second and third attacking together left her somewhat strained.
Soon her arm was cut.
She had no time to feel the pain, quickly backhanding her sword into the opponent's abdomen.
This was the second person she had killed.
As it turned out, killing these deserving people was so satisfying!
Seeing her instantly kill another, the remaining servants were nearly driven mad with rage.
They raised their hands and charged, truly joining forces to besiege Li Qingluo.
Even so, Li Qingluo had no intention of backing down; she shoved the mute slave: "Go quickly to Prince Su's Mansion and call for help!"
The Jiangjun Fu servants hearing this were all startled badly.
Could it be that they really are people from Prince Su's Mansion!?
Indeed, even the maidservants of Prince Su's Mansion have the modus operandi of murderous maniacs!
One servant stepped forward, about to block the mute slave, and Li Qingluo, seeing this, quickly retreated and pulled the mute slave away.
However, this movement completely exposed her vital point!
The servant who had originally been going to kill the mute slave directly turned his blade toward her—
"Go to hell!"
A flying sabre shot straight at him, pinning him dead in place.
"Shush-shush-shush!"
With a series of sharp sounds, Zhui Yu and the others lunged over, and in a few strikes they finished off the remaining servants.
The mute slave, tears in her eyes, quickly gestured.
Only then did Zhui Yu realize that the person before her was actually Li Qingluo!?
"Miss, miss?"
Zhui Yu didn't dare to believe it.
Only Li Qingluo was seen holding a sword, blood covering her face and chest, her other hand still dripping blood along her fingers.
Looking at her, both pitiable and terrifying……
On the ground lay two corpses not killed by them—could it be…… that she was the one who did it?
Zhui Yu looked at the Prince, who had sheathed his sabre and now stood before her, and swallowed hard.
Oh no, the Prince hates dirty things……
Duan Rongshi tore a strip from his sleeve and raised his hand to wipe the blood from Li Qingluo's face.
Zhui Yu and Leng Dian both gasped and widened their eyes:???
Your Highness?
Are you still Your Highness?
Duan Rongshi tossed away the blood-stained cloth strip, looked at Li Qingluo, and asked: "So, the thief your Jiangjun Fu is trying to capture—is it you?"
"You went to Osmanthus Garden?"
Li Qingluo, no longer able to attend to anything else, stepped forward and grabbed the Prince's both arms, pleading: "Your Highness! Please save my grandmother!"
Duan Rongshi looked at his left and right arms.
His robe instantly got stained with blood.
Zhui Yu and Leng Dian silently stepped back, fearing that if the lord later flew into a rage, it would implicate the fish in their two ponds……
Duan Rongshi merely paused, lowered his head, and then looked at her again, saying softly: "Don't worry. I am here; your grandmother will not die!"
Osmanthus Garden.
Doctor Du had been in the room for already half an hour.
Li Qingluo sat in the adjoining room, allowing the mute slave to wipe clean the blood on her body and bandage her arm wound.
Just as she finished tidying up, the door was knocked.
Li Qingluo immediately rose and personally went to open the door; upon seeing the Prince at the doorway, her face instantly flashed with disappointment.
Duan Rongshi stared at her: "You don't want to see this prince?"
Li Qingluo: "No, not. Your Highness, please forgive me; I thought it was good news from my grandmother."
Duan Rongshi stepped inside, the mute servant behind him bringing a bowl of medicinal soup.
After sitting, Duan Rongshi tapped the table: "Your grandmother's poison will be tended to by them; if anything goes wrong, they will bring their own heads to see this prince."
"As for you, come drink this medicinal soup first."
Li Qingluo, without suspicion, came over, lifted the bowl and drank it all in one go.
Prince Su couldn't help laughing: "You aren't afraid I gave you something you shouldn't drink?"
Li Qingluo countered: "Would Your Highness do that? If Your Highness meant harm to a common girl, she'd already be dead; how could she still be standing here?"
Duan Rongshi stared at her, a faint light glimmering in his eyes.
"You still have a bit of self-awareness."
"Tonight, is this your first kill?"
Li Qingluo's face paled.
She now recalled, though not afraid, she felt a pang of anxiety.
If Prince Su and his men hadn't arrived in time to act, would I have ended up dead outside tonight?
At that moment her heart burned with rage; seeing everyone from the Li family involved, she wished to slaughter them all to feel satisfied.
Now thinking back, she felt she had almost fallen into demonic influence.
However, those Li family members truly deserved to die!
If my grandmother truly cannot pull through tonight, I will return to the Jiangjun Fu, either set fire or take poison, dragging everyone with me to perish together as a sacrifice for my grandmother!
Seeing the darkness in her eyes, Duan Rongshi called out: "Li Qingluo!"
She shook her head, and a bit of clarity returned to her eyes.
Duan Rongshi looked at the mute servant beside him and ordered: "In half an hour, give her another bowl of calming decoction."
Only then did Li Qingluo realize: was that bowl of soup just now the calming decoction?
He… personally brought her this bowl of calming decoction?
She couldn't help staring at Prince Su, seeing he had already changed into a clean outer robe, only then realizing what she had done earlier.
Fortunately, Prince Su did not become angry because she had dirtied his clothes.
Just then, voices came from outside again.
Li Qingluo immediately turned and went out, seeing Que'er and Zhang Mama returning!
Li Qingluo hurriedly looked at them: "How many people came out? Zhang Mama, are you injured? Where is Deng Mama?"
Deng Mama's figure was not among the crowd.
Moreover, Zhang Mama saw blood flowing heavily from her shoulder.
Zhang Mama covered her shoulder and hurried forward to see her: "Miss! This old servant's injury is not serious. We just got scattered when we escaped."
"Now the Jiangjun Fu is not only looking for Miss, but also for us old ones."
Li Qingluo clenched her fists: "Is there… any loss of life?"
Zhang Mama sighed: "Miss, a few have died… but everyone is willing, ready to stake everything for the Old Lady!"
"Don't overthink it; we are originally the Old Lady's people. Even becoming her dead ghost would be a fitting death."
Li Qingluo's eyes reddened: "I will surely give them a proper burial and also settle their families."
Zhang Mama nodded: "How is the Old Lady?"
As her words fell, the door behind her opened just then.
Doctor Du walked out from inside: "Miss, the Old Lady inside wishes to see you. She also asks everyone present to go see her."
Li Qingluo's face instantly turned pale.
What does that mean!?
She didn't dare to ask, her whole body weak, she grabbed the wall behind her for support.
Duan Rongshi reached out and lifted her up in one motion.
"Don't rush."
His words seemed to give Li Qingluo some strength; she lifted her head and glanced at him, then, with Ying'er and Que'er hurrying over to support her, she hurried inside.
Those from the Prince Su's manor and Guiyuan naturally could not enter.
Duan Rongshi looked at Zhui Yu beside him and ordered: "Go, cause some trouble for the Jiangjun Fu. If they still don't retreat, summon the patrol camp troops, claiming the Jiangjun Fu is gathering a crowd to cause trouble, beating and killing innocent civilians."
Zhui Yu's face broke into a wicked grin: "Yes, Your Highness!"
Duan Rongshi then looked at Leng Dian: "You go retrieve those scattered wet-nurses for her."
Leng Dian thought: "Assigning me such a difficult task?"
As expected, Your Highness has always favored Zhui Yu more.
Zhui Yu: "You bastard, if you favor me, would you be willing to give me fifty lashes?!"
Indoors.
Li Qingluo quickly came to the bedside, seeing Pei Lao Furen indeed awake, she instantly burst into a wail.
"Grandmother! Wah…"
Her crying carried outside, causing Duan Rongshi to involuntarily glance back.
The mute servants each tiptoed, wanting to hear more clearly.
Duan Rongshi however scolded them: "All disperse, no eavesdropping!"
He glared at them, and the mute servants then reluctantly dispersed.
He himself stood not far away under the corridor, arms crossed, eyes closed, faintly able to hear the sounds, yet he shut his hearing off, not listening carefully to what was being said inside the room.
Li Qingluo was just afraid.
She knew she shouldn't cry; she had cried enough tonight.
But she feared grandmother would leave her; Nan Jia had just died, if grandmother also left, she couldn't bear it!
"Grandmother, you'll be fine, you'll be fine..."
Pei Lao Furen finally raised her hand, able to reach her temple.
She stroked Li Qingluo's hair, then wiped her tears that seemed endless.
"Luo'er... Grandmother is truly happy, you really brought grandmother out and even summoned a skilled doctor for grandmother..."
"My Luo'er has truly grown up, capable of standing on her own."
Li Qingluo shook her head: "No! Grandmother, Luo'er hasn't done enough, Luo'er is still not capable, Luo'er still needs your guidance and cultivation!"
Pei Lao Furen gave a slow smile: "Grandmother also can't, accompany you for a lifetime... Zhang Mama, bring the token over..."
Zhang Mama stared at Pei Lao Furen in utter shock, hearing this she kept shaking her head: "You, you... no, impossible!"
Pei Lao Furen: "You won't even listen to me!? Luo'er, in this world only she is qualified to inherit all of mine! Give it to her, I willingly do so."
"Even if she is a woman, what of it? She is my bloodline, her veins carry my blood."
"Back then I wasn't a daughter either, I killed my way onto the battlefield, into the trade business, didn't I?"
"Even though I am surnamed Pei and she Li, even if after her death she wishes to give those things to anyone, I don't mind... that is also her freedom..."
"Anyway, just don't give it to those heartless wolves... only her am I willing to give it to."
Zhang Mama clutched her wound, weeping as she knelt: "Old Lady! I naturally obey you!"
"The young lady is the one you hold dear, the only one in this world who loves you and would sacrifice her life for you, I believe!"
"Hand over the Tianfeng Trading House, all you have painstakingly built over these years, give it to her, I will not hesitate."
"But you... you still need to live on, you can't just lay all this out today and die here."
Zhang Mama said, choking up to the point she couldn't utter a word.
Li Qingluo finally understood grandmother and Zhang Mama's words!
What does grandmother mean by this?
Grandmother, could it be that she is giving her final instructions!?
End of Chapter
