Chapter 100: Listening
Playing.
One was covered in blood, the other held a knife, the blade was slicing across the man’s face, blood gushing out.
This, are the two brothers playing this rough?
Zhou Jingyun looked at Shangguan Yue, frowning.
“Help, help——” Shangguan Kejiu, having narrowly escaped death, shouted desperately, “Marquis Zhou’s Heir, Heir, save me, he wants to kill me——”
Shangguan Yue withdrew his knife and kicked him away with one foot: “This is between us brothers, why call for the Heir! He’s not your father! Why bother him!”
Although this kick was very painful, Shangguan Kejiu couldn’t care less about crying out in pain, using the momentum from the kick, he rolled and crawled out, hiding behind Zhou Jingyun.
“He’s a madman, he wants to kill me, he wants to kill me.” Shangguan Kejiu cried, clutching Zhou Jingyun’s cloak tightly.
Zhou Jingyun looked at Shangguan Yue and said: “Young Master Shangguan, let’s talk things out.”
Shangguan Yue said: “Yes, I’ve been talking things out, this kid——” He pointed his knife at Shangguan Kejiu hiding behind Zhou Jingyun, “just won’t listen——”
As they were talking, Jiang Yun and other guards also followed from the side. Seeing Shangguan Yue’s knife pointed at Zhou Jingyun, they all drew their weapons and confronted Shangguan Yue.
Zhou Jingyun raised his hand to stop them, and waved his hand to signal that everything was fine.
Seeing Zhou Jingyun’s actions, Shangguan Yue smiled and withdrew his knife: “Since he ran into the Heir, he’s lucky.” He pointed at Shangguan Kejiu, “I’ll settle the score with you when we get home.”
After saying that, he bowed to Zhou Jingyun again to bid farewell, turned around and jumped into a small path, disappearing in a few steps.
During this time, he didn’t glance at the Marchioness of Dongyang.
It’s a pity that Ruibo was watching the other members of the Shangguan family and wasn’t here, Shangguan Yue thought, otherwise he would understand that he had no interest in married women and wouldn’t need to look at him with strange eyes.
Shangguan Kejiu lay on the ground crying, having narrowly escaped death.
At the same time, chaotic shouts came from the forest, calling Shangguan Kejiu’s name.
“It’s the Shangguan family coming.” Jiang Yun said.
Zhou Jingyun nodded and asked Jiang Yun to lead them over.
Seeing Shangguan Kejiu’s state, the people from the Shangguan family were angry but relieved, as if they had originally thought Shangguan Kejiu would die.
“Thank you, Heir.” A steward in brocade clothing bowed solemnly.
Zhou Jingyun nodded: “Just happened to be passing by.”
The steward’s expression was filled with gratitude: “It’s Young Master Kejiu’s good fortune that the Heir stopped Shangguan Yue’s evil deeds.” Speaking of this, he became indignant, “With a son like him, the Shangguan family has lost all face.”
“We don’t know what happened, let alone whether it was an evil deed.” A female voice suddenly said, “After all, we didn’t see the whole picture.”
What does this mean? Young Master Kejiu is injured so badly, and she’s still saying she doesn’t know what happened?
The steward’s expression froze, he frowned slightly, and looked at the woman standing next to Zhou Jingyun.
The woman was young, dressed as luxuriously as Zhou Jingyun.
The steward had already guessed that this was the new wife that the Marquis of Dongyang’s Heir had recently married.
To make the Heir, who had mourned his deceased wife for so many years, fall in love…..
His gaze fell on the woman’s face, seeing her beautiful and radiant features.
A woman with a beautiful appearance who had captivated a man…..
He heard that she came from an ordinary background.
The steward had seen many such people.
Once they climbed onto a high branch, they became arrogant and reckless, pointing fingers at everything, wishing everyone could see them.
Whether it was because the young master was so badly injured, or something else, the steward felt a surge of hatred in his heart.
So what if she’s the Marchioness of Dongyang? Their Shangguan family is related to the imperial family!
“Madam may have just arrived in the capital.” He said, clenching his hand, “You may not know that this person is a disgrace to our Shangguan family. He relies on the Imperial Consort’s Husband, disobeys discipline, is arrogant and domineering, has no respect for elders…”
Zhou Jingyun stepped forward, blocking his view.
Zhou Jingyun didn’t look at him either, pointing at Shangguan Kejiu who was surrounded by servants.
“Quickly take Young Master Kejiu for treatment, I don’t think he can hold on any longer.” He said lightly.
The steward shuddered and came back to his senses. Yes, now is not the time to chat with others. If something were to happen to Shangguan Kejiu, the Shangguan family might not do anything to Shangguan Yue, but his life would be forfeit!
And, why did he lose his composure just now?
In any case, thanks to Zhou Jingyun, a tragedy was averted this time. Why did he inexplicably want to argue with Zhou Jingyun’s wife?
He had been a steward for so many years, he had never been so rude in front of others.
It must have been Shangguan Yue who angered him.
“Thank you, Heir, Madam.” He bowed sincerely and respectfully, “I will report to the head of the family and personally visit to express our gratitude.”
Zhou Jingyun nodded: “It’s just a small matter.” He didn’t say anything more to him, and reached out to help Zhuang Li, “Let’s go.”
Zhuang Li didn’t say anything more and followed Zhou Jingyun.
Behind them, there was a commotion, “Quickly carry the young master.” “Is the doctor here?” “Go find Shangguan Yue, don’t let him escape.” Gradually fading away.
Zhou Jingyun bent down and walked through the bushes, not forgetting to reach out and hold the branches to prevent Zhuang Li from being scratched.
The two walked out of the pathless forest and stood on the winding mountain path.
This place was located at the back of Lingquan Temple. Looking up, they could see the pagoda of Lingquan Temple.
“The Shangguan family’s family traditions have really declined. Even a seemingly respectable steward is so ill-mannered.” Zhou Jingyun said.
He naturally noticed the steward’s attitude towards Zhuang Li, a fierce look. Wasn’t it just because she didn’t agree with him about Shangguan Yue’s evil deeds?
Zhuang Li smiled: “It’s not entirely his fault.”
This steward wouldn’t normally be so ungentlemanly. It was because he met her. A single sentence, a single glance, ignited the malice hidden in his bones.
Being able to recover quickly and still bow to her when leaving was already pretty good.
Unlike those she encountered in her childhood, who either cursed or rushed to hit her, instantly going mad and berserk.
People, how could they be so purely good and flawless?
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The thought flashed through her mind, and she looked at Zhou Jingyun, couldn’t help but smile.
Marquis Zhou’s Heir, was one.
Zhou Jingyun looked at her, a little puzzled and asked: “What are you smiling about?” Then he shook his head: “What you said is not wrong. If you don’t know the whole picture, you shouldn’t comment.”
Zhuang Li was so polite, but this steward slandered his own young master in front of outsiders. Even if he was an illegitimate son, if he had the surname Shangguan, he was part of the family. Whatever scandals or evil deeds should be discussed behind closed doors.
Zhuang Li stopped talking about this topic and her eyes lit up as she looked ahead: “Look, what a large plum grove.”
Zhou Jingyun followed her gaze, with a hint of regret: “It’s a pity they haven’t bloomed yet.”
Director He and the others exaggerated.
Of course, his main purpose wasn’t really to admire the plum blossoms, but to let Zhuang Li get out for a walk.
Zhuang Li looked at the little plum buds and smiled: “The buds are also very beautiful.”
She was really supportive. Zhou Jingyun smiled slightly: “Let’s go over there.”
The two walked side by side.
And in the forest they had just left, watching Zhou Jingyun and his wife, as well as the people from the Shangguan family leave, Shangguan Yue jumped down from a big tree.
Staying where he was was the safest.
The people from the Shangguan family were looking for him everywhere.
He was doing this for their own good, to avoid a direct confrontation and make things too ugly.
However….. Shangguan Yue looked in the direction Zhou Jingyun and his wife had left, the corners of his mouth curled up. He didn’t expect that Madam would speak up for him.
Not knowing the whole picture, not knowing if it was Shangguan Yue’s evil deed.
She was a kind-hearted young lady.
Perhaps she didn’t know the dangers of the world yet, and still cared about strangers.
That’s good. Follow Marquis Zhou’s Heir and be a carefree Marchioness of Dongyang.
Shangguan Yue turned to leave, but suddenly heard the clear sound of a flute coming from afar, like a gust of wind, swirling around, making him stop involuntarily.
It’s so beautiful.
It wasn’t that he hadn’t heard the flute before. The pleasure boat gathered the most famous singers and dancers in the capital, and he could hear the sounds of heavenly music and dance every day.
But this flute sound was different.
It seemed as if this was the only sound in the world.
He couldn’t help but look up at the sky, as if he saw plum blossoms falling. He stretched out his hand and watched a plum blossom flutter towards his palm.
When he was very, very young, he seemed to have walked with his parents in a sea of flowers. The wind blew, and countless petals covered his family.
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The flute sound swirled around her. Zhuang Li looked at the plum grove in front of her, feeling as if she was shuttling through it with the flute sound.
She really liked playing the flute.
Madam Zhuang had also said that she learned the flute very well: “The sound of the heart, you are the most suitable.”
The sound of the heart.
A smile appeared in Zhuang Li’s eyes, and the flute sound became cheerful. Suddenly, a clear zither sound rang in her ears, following her flute sound.
Zhuang Li looked over and saw Zhou Jingyun sitting under a plum tree on her right, playing the zither with his head bowed.
The zither sound was deep, blending with the flute sound, all things in the world danced along with it.
The Heir’s zither is so good, Zhuang Li thought, with a smile on her lips. He never played it for her before.
The thought flashed through her mind. In the melodious music, there seemed to be a thumping heartbeat. Zhuang Li suddenly froze.
Before, how long ago was it?
Since she met him, she didn’t know he could play the zither, and didn’t care if he could or not, or how well he played.
Then who cared?
Zhuang Li abruptly stopped playing the flute.
The world instantly fell silent.
“What’s wrong?” Zhou Jingyun’s voice came, puzzled, “Why did you stop?”
Zhuang Li slowly turned her head and looked to her left, seeing Zhou Jingyun looking at her with a smile, his cloak draped over him.
At the same time, in the corner of her right eye, the Zhou Jingyun playing the zither under the tree dissipated like mist.
The breath she had been holding back suddenly rushed out, she gasped violently and stumbled forward.
“Ah Li.” Zhou Jingyun was startled and reached out to support her.
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Shangguan Yue suddenly shivered. The flute sound disappeared from his ears, and the plum blossoms were no longer dancing in front of his eyes. There was only the mountain wind rolling up withered grass and fallen leaves.
He reached out and brushed off the fallen leaves from his collar, then rubbed his eyes, and then raised his hand. In the early winter sunlight, a teardrop shone brightly on his finger.
Heavens, just listening to the flute, and he cried!
Was he, Shangguan Yue, crazy?