After Reincarnating, an Evil Consort Only Wants to Torture Scums

  Chapter 225 Chapter 225: Can you be more cowardly?

  The sky was getting dark, and Lu Youping stood at the gate of the Marquis of Wu'an's mansion, completely dazed.

  He was going to ask Mr. An for help, why did His Highness the Eighth Prince follow him to find Mr. Jingzhao Yinhe in the end?

Recalling the righteous words of the Eighth Prince, "It is really hateful that there is such a villain under the feet of the emperor. This matter must not be tolerated. Lord Lu, I will accompany you to the He family to find Marquis Wu'an. As Jing Zhaoyin, he has a duty to do it." , the corner of Lu Youping's mouth couldn't help twitching slightly.

  His Highness the Eighth Prince was cold, aloof and unapproachable, but suddenly being so approachable made him very uneasy.

Lu Youping quietly glanced at the young man beside him. His appearance was extremely handsome. His starry eyes were as bright as the first quarter moon in the night sky, but as cold as frost. He seemed to feel the gaze of being scrutinized. His cold eyes looked at Lu Youping, and suddenly there was a shocking light like an electric fire, Lu Youping's heart tightened, and he quickly looked back, his heart was beating violently.

  The servant of the Marquis of Wu'an's Mansion learned of the identity of the visitor, and hurriedly and respectfully invited the two of them into the mansion, please sit in the main hall for a while, and then hurried to inform He Yu.

  Lu Youping dared to say that without the company of the Eighth Highness, he would definitely have to wait for a long time.

  A maid came to serve tea, standing in front of Chu Jinyan blushing with embarrassment and heartbeat, if it weren't for his indifferent and fierce expression, the little maid probably wouldn't want to leave.

After taking a sip of tea, he saw He Yu running over in a hurry, without looking at Lu Youping, and bowed to Chu Jinyan, "I have seen His Highness the Eighth Highness, I don't know that His Highness's presence is far away, and I hope to forgive you." .”

  Chu Jinyan looked at He Yu indifferently, and said in a cold voice: "Your Majesty, you don't need to be too polite, I just came here today to accompany Minister Lu."

  He Yu heard the words, and then looked at Lu Youping: "Master Lu is looking for me, why?"

Lu Youping said: "Master He, Xiao Muheng's daughter was forcibly taken away by Xiao Muheng not long ago. Xiao Muheng didn't want to admit it, but I found out that he hid her in his new mansion, so I came here to ask Mr. He to bring her to her. Go search and rescue the little girl as soon as possible."

  He Yu looked at Lu Youping in surprise: "No way?"

   "Why not?" Lu Youping said with a gloomy face, "The servants in my house heard with their own ears that the other party admitted that he was from Xiao's house, and also saw that the person sitting in the carriage was Xiao Muheng."

  Seeing Lu Youping's swearing, He Yu immediately showed embarrassment: "Lord Lu, if this matter is true, it has something to do with Miss Lu's reputation, so it's better to settle it in private."

  Well, he was thinking about Lu Youping, and he was definitely not afraid of the power of the Liu family.

  Lu Youping resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and said: "Xiao Muheng doesn't admit it, but Mr. He taught me what to do? My daughter's reputation will be ruined if she can't be rescued."

   "Could it be a misunderstanding, the servant misunderstood?"

  Lu Youping: "..."

  Can you be more cowardly?

Chu Jinyan propped his forehead with one hand, and suddenly said: "Master He, as Jing Zhaoyin, you are in charge of public security in the capital. If you turn a blind eye to robbery incidents in broad daylight, how will father return to you in the future?" I can rest assured that Jingzhao Mansion will be handed over to you to manage, if you kidnap a girl from the Lu family today, and next time you kidnap a princess or princess, have you thought about whether you can hold on to your head?"

   On the battlefield back then, the enemy didn't break Wu Anhou's leg, did he embolden him?

No wonder the majestic Marquis would be crushed to death by his younger brother. Thanks to He Zhiyi's courage, he was assigned to the military camp even if he started as a soldier, and the army spoke highly of him, quite like the old Marquis. The demeanor of the year, otherwise he would really be too lazy to bother with them.

  He Yu was slapped down by such a big hat as Chu Jinyan, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he said in a hurry: "Your Highness is clearly aware, this minister will definitely not ignore this matter."

  Damn it, he thought His Highness the Eighth Prince was just passing by, so he came in with Lu Youping.

  Because of their son, their He family is considered to be standing behind His Highness the Eighth Prince, and dare not disobey him even if they don't listen to anyone.

  What's more, even if there is no such reason, who would dare not obey the prince's words!

   "Then let's go." After Chu Jinyan said that, he put down his overlapping long legs and stood up calmly.

  He Yu secretly wiped the sweat from his forehead, and replied: "Yes, yes, I will send someone to the yamen to call someone, and go directly to Xiao's residence."

   "Thank you, my lord." Lu Youping clasped his fists and bowed to him, and said.

  He Yu wanted to cry but didn't dare to cry, the corners of his mouth were stiff and he said: "Your Majesty Lu, you are welcome, there is no need to delay, let's go now."

  Chu Jinyan strode ahead, followed closely by Lu Youping and He Yu.

A luxurious carriage hurriedly drove towards Changming Street. In the obviously large carriage, at this moment He Yu had the illusion that he was about to be suffocated. He glanced carefully at Chu Jinyan who was sitting beside him. A person's aura is simply an invisible weapon.

   "Your Highness, I'm a little hot, sit outside and let the wind blow." He Yu grinned with white teeth and said with a smile.

  Chu Jinyan didn't speak, but gave him a cold look. He Yu understood that it meant to let him take it easy, so he quickly sat out.

  As soon as He Yu left, Lu Youping was suddenly embarrassed. Originally, he and He Yu were under the coercion of the Eighth Prince, but now they all came to him alone, making his legs weak from fright.

  So the moment He Yugang went out, Lu Youping followed closely and said, "Your Highness, my minister sit outside and let the wind blow."

   After all, he almost crawled out.

  The coachman of the He family was speechless seeing the two adults not sitting in the comfortable carriage, but running out to squeeze with him.

  He Yu took a few big gulps of air, feeling that he had just slowed down.

  Looking at Lu Youping, who was also panic-stricken beside him, he asked in a low voice, "Lord Lu, when did you have such a good relationship with His Highness the Eighth Prince?"

  Lu Youping lowered his voice and said, "Master Hou was joking, I have nothing to do with Your Highness."

  If he can establish a relationship with His Highness the Eighth Prince, he will wake up laughing from his dream.

  He Yu didn't believe it: "How is it possible, Your Highness came to put pressure on me personally for your family's affairs."

  According to the theoretical relationship, his son is used by His Highness the Eighth Prince, and His Highness should be close to him, but he helps Lu Youping instead.

Your Highness is fledgling now, so you can't be tough with Liu Xiang in the face of it. Of the few princes in the court, most of them support the second prince, which is the result of years of business between Liu Xiang and the second prince. Although the eighth prince is deeply loved by the emperor Beloved, but when he returned to Beijing for the first time, even though he had connections, he still fell short of the second prince.

   Could it be that Lu Youping is also a talent that the Eighth Prince needs to win over?

  When He Yu thought of this possibility, he suddenly felt disgusted. He didn't know if Lu Youping had talent, but he only knew that this guy was good at flattery.

  (end of this chapter)