Chongfei Manual pt. 2

134.2

Wei Luo walked down the stairs with her. In front of Wei Luo and Gao Qing Yang, there was a group of young women gathered together in circle under a nearby plum tree and throwing arrows into a blue and white porcelain bottle that was at their center. Wei Luo saw a familiar figure sitting beneath a plum tree and she immediately became spirited.

Wei Chang Hong was leaning against a plum tree. He was surrounded by a riotous profusion of plum blossoms. The flower petals were falling down like raindrops. His hand was holding onto the tail feather of an arrow. After he aimed the arrow, he easily threw the arrow into the bottle.

Several young women sneakily looked at him, but he didn't show any reaction. His expression continued to be calm and indifferent. It was exactly because of this lofty coldness that the young women became even more fascinated with him. The more he ignored them, the more the young women wanted to attract his attention.

However, young women from noble families had restraint bred into their bones. Coupled with the upbringing they had since they were children, they only dared to sneakily glance at him despite their desire to attract his attention.

Wei Chang Hong looked up and saw Wei Luo at the entrance. His eyes slightly brightened and he said to the Department of Appointments’ assistant minister’s heir, who was next to him, "Excuse me, I have to leave."

But, the heir wouldn't let him leave. He insisted that Chang Hong finished the game first.

Chang Hong furrowed his eyebrows. There were still three more arrows in his hand. In one breath, he threw all three arrows into the bottle. Before the surrounding people could return to their senses, he had already left.

On the other side, Wei Luo was just about to walk forward. But a figure in yellow appeared out of nowhere and arrived in front of Wei Luo. Flustered and exasperated she shouted, "Wei Luo, stop!" Before Wei Luo could respond, she raised her hand and pelted it down like hail towards Wei Luo.

Wei Luo tilted her head and faced Li Xiang's furiously red eyes.

Wei Luo instinctively leaned back. Gao Qing Yang deftly grabbed Li Xiang's hand and raised her eyebrows. "Li Xiang, why are you acting so crazily?"

Prince Ru Yang's household hadn't been invited to his banquet, but Li Xiang had insisted on entering this residence. It wouldn't be good for the servants to stop her, so they could only look the other way and let her inside.

Li Xiang seemed to have been provoked by something. She fiercely glared at Wei Luo. "Was it you? You had to be the one that instigated older cousin Prince Jing into framing my father. My father is in prison right now. He might be sentenced to death. Are you happy?"

What was this nonsense? Although Wei Luo didn't know the full story, she couldn't influence Zhao Jie's actions. She expressionlessly looked at Li Xiang and coldly asked her, "Why would I have to anything to do with your father being in prison?"

Li Xiang's expression seemed slightly crazy. Disregarding everything, she said, "How is it not related to you? My father was framed. He didn't secretly stash weapons, much less have any intentions of rebelling. Older cousin Prince Jing deliberately framed him..."

Xu Zhou's prefectural magistrate had found a large quantity of weapons that Prince Ru Yang had hidden in Xu Zhou's southern mountain. Prince Ru Yang had already been caught and escorted back to the capital to await Emperor Chong Zhen's judgment. House Li only received the news of this yesterday. Li Xiang had heard about this news from someone and firmly believed that Xu Zhou's prefectural magistrate was one of Zhao Jie's people and that everything was just Zhao Jie and Wei Luo's scheme. As soon as she heard that Wei Luo was at Prince Yong An's residence, she rushed over here.