roccoschili Chapter 118: Overwork and Illness
Chapter 118: Overwork and Illness
Zhao Xian'er also had this plot in her previous life. She repeatedly encouraged her father to advise the emperor that even if she could not become the Crown Princess, being a concubine would be good too. However, she did not get her wish in the end.
Unexpectedly, in this life, Zhao Xian'er would be willing to sacrifice her reputation to achieve her goal, and even win over Su Xiuzhu. This was really beyond expectation.
Obviously, Zhao Xianer was really anxious, otherwise she would not have risked this much.
The decline of the Zhao family has caused Zhao Xianer to lose her former glory. For such a proud person, how can she tolerate such a huge gap?
"She was actually able to convince the prince." Cui Rong's tone was calm, but she could not hide her inner turmoil.
Jiang Zhen recounted in detail the conditions that Zhao Xian'er had given to Su Xiuzhu. After hearing this, Cui Rong's eyes flashed with a hint of sadness.
Now, Zhao Xianer has already burned her boats, and her quick reaction is astonishing.
"When will they start taking action?" Cui Rong asked.
"It depends on when the prince leaves the palace." Jiang Zhen said in a deep voice, "Miss Cui, do you plan to lend them a helping hand or stop their plan?"
Cui Rongrong chuckled: "Sister Zhao is so brave and courageous, how can I not help her?"
If Zhao Xian'er could really succeed, it would undoubtedly be a great help to her...
"Once they take any action, I will immediately notify Miss Cui."
Jiang Zhen smiled and continued, "In addition, the weapons that Pavilion Master He is going to send to the military camp have been completed. After Miss Cui inspects the goods and confirms that they are correct, I will send someone to deliver them to the border tonight."
Upon hearing this, Cui Rong immediately followed Jiang Zhen to the remote courtyard where the weapons were stored to check.
Looking at the rows of cold weapons, her eyes flashed with brilliance.
She picked up a long knife and swung it lightly, and a corner of the stone table cracked.
"The weapons forged by the Wanqi Pavilion are indeed extraordinary. It would be a great pity if such a skill were destroyed by the hands of the border people." Cui Rong sighed lightly, revealing regret in her words.
"Thanks to Miss Cui for discovering the whereabouts of the border people in time, Luoxian Tower and Wanqi Pavilion were saved."
Jiang Zhen looked at her with a smile, "When Pavilion Master He sent the weapons, he was full of gratitude to Miss Cui."
Cui Rongrong smiled slightly: "I have finished the inspection. I'll trouble you, Mr. Jiang, to deliver these weapons to the border."
"There is one more thing. Please pass a message to Lieutenant General Xu on my behalf, asking him to use this batch of weapons to defeat the frontiers and return to the capital in glory. This matter must be kept secret."
Jiang Zhen nodded and agreed: "I will definitely do what Miss Cui asks."
The two exchanged a few more pleasantries, then each took a different path, their figures gradually disappearing at the end of the busy street.
Xifeng followed closely behind Cui Rongrong with brisk steps and curiosity gleaming in his eyes.
He couldn't help but ask, "Ever since you heroically rescued me from the dangerous Luoxian Tower, I've noticed that the relationship between you and the famous Lord Jiang seems to have become more subtle and intimate. Why did you choose to entrust such an important matter to Lord Jiang?"
There was confusion and a hint of curiosity in Xifeng's voice.
Cui Rongrong did not pause. Her voice was calm but dignified. "Master Jiang has been in the martial arts world for many years. He is smooth and thoughtful. This is his strength, but it can also be a hidden danger. I am worried that he may have his own plans."
She tilted her head slightly, her eyes deep, "But Jiang Louzhu is also a shrewd person. He knows that it is far more advantageous to form an alliance with me than to be my enemy. Besides, the poison in his body has not been completely removed, and he still needs my help."
Xifeng's eyes were full of admiration: "Young lady is really wise and brave, and can foresee things like a god!"
"Xifeng, you have been following me for some time. Seeing that I can easily control many forces, I admire you in my heart. This makes me very happy."
Cui Rongrong raised her lips in a helpless yet gentle smile, "But the reason why I can control them is not just because of power or temptation, but more because of the principle of mutual benefit and win-win. Only such cooperation can be more long-term and stable."
"However, the road ahead is not destined to be smooth. You finally have a stable life now. If you are willing, I can arrange a safe haven for you so that you can spend every day in peace." Her words revealed concern.
Xifeng shook his head without hesitation, his eyes firm and determined: "Miss, you are like a reborn parent to me, and you are also the guiding light that I am willing to follow for my whole life. If I can do my best for you, it will be the best way for me to repay your kindness!"
Cui Rongrong looked at Xifeng's determined face, with complex emotions surging in her heart, which finally turned into a sigh and she chose to remain silent.
After a moment, she whispered, "No matter what the road ahead holds, I will protect you."
"I believe you, Miss!" Xifeng's answer was simple and powerful, full of trust.
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The night was as dark as ink, and a bright moon hung high in the sky, covering the quiet night with a layer of silver gauze.
Cui Rong changed into a nightgown that was convenient for movement and headed towards Xie's house with a nimble figure.
Wen Yinyang was sitting in the study, his face full of fatigue. When he looked up, he saw Cui Rong coming in. He forced himself to cheer up and forced a smile: "Miss Cui, I haven't seen you for a long time. Your sudden visit tonight really surprised me."
He stood up and wanted to pour tea for Cui Rong, but he stumbled accidentally. Fortunately, Cui Rong was quick-witted and extended a helping hand in time, thus avoiding an embarrassing fall.
Cui Rong gently helped him to the chair, frowned slightly, and felt his pulse. She found that it was just due to overwork, so she felt relieved.
"Mr. Wen has been very busy with official duties recently. Looking at the bruises on your eyes, it seems that you haven't had a good rest for several days." There was a hint of blame in Cui Rong's tone, but more of concern.
Wen Yinyang rubbed his brows and smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry to make Miss Cui laugh again. I have been so busy with official duties recently that I have been seriously lacking sleep."
"The Queen Mother's birthday banquet ended in a bad mood, and the Sixth Prince lost the stage to show his strength, so someone tortured Lord Zhao in the Ministry of Justice's prison. But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince suddenly intervened and wanted to take him away. The Sixth Prince naturally would not agree. As a result, the workload on my hands increased." His words revealed an exhaustion that was difficult to conceal.
Cui Rongrong's eyes were deep and she understood everything. "Since Lord Zhao has been released from prison, Master Wen should be able to breathe a sigh of relief. Why does he still seem so busy? Could it be that the Sixth Prince is still unwilling to give up and asks Master Wen to find another way?"
Wen Yinyang nodded gently, confirming her guess: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has advised the Emperor to demote Lord Zhao from his post, forcing him to leave the Ministry of Justice. But the Sixth Prince does not seem satisfied and wants Lord Zhao to suffer more, preferably to make him lose his official position completely."