Hey, you are reborn too?

Xie Yongwei looked back gently, her pupils slightly shrank. It was a pale but powerful hand.

Her breath choked for a moment, then slowly released.

The reason is simple: these hands are so recognizable and, coincidentally, extremely similar to Jiang Mian's hands.

Xie Yongwei's heart began to beat slightly.

She stared at the car curtain, feeling a sense of anticipation rising in her heart.

"There are no extra horses." The curtain was half-closed, and the hand just stopped there, without lifting it or letting it fall. "I hope the lady can allow me to enter."

The deep and pleasant voice echoed in the carriage, causing Xie Yongwei to tremble.

"Ah."

Xie Yongwei was quite confused when she saw that the hand did not move. She tilted her head slightly, wondering if she had not explained it clearly enough.

She cleared her throat, leaned forward slightly, and spoke again: "Come in!"

The hand paused for a moment, then gently lifted it up and opened the curtain again.

Xie Yongwei was almost concentrating on looking at the door curtain.

She held her breath, first seeing a hand, then half an arm, and finally the handsome face.

Yes, when Xie Yongwei discovered that his "face" did not sweat and changed color, she just wanted to call it "skin".

Those eyes were still dark, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a smile.

Xie Yongwei suddenly became very curious about his true appearance under the mask.

"Your Excellency," Xie Yongwei couldn't help but clear her throat again and asked, "I have a question, but I don't know if I should ask it."

"Miss Xie, please feel free to speak."

The man looked over, and although there was still no warmth in his eyes, as dark as the endless night, it did not scare Xie Yongwei.

"Well," Xie Yongwei did not avoid looking at him, but instead looked directly into those dark eyes, "Why do you want to hide your true appearance?"

Next to Tingyun Pavilion.

"Master, please don't be angry. Anger is harmful to your health." Zeng Qing withstood the pressure and took over the conversation for the two of them.

"As for this matter, there is nothing that cannot be discussed. There is nothing that you cannot hear about the young master's affairs."

The smile in Concubine Chen's eyes deepened, and she couldn't help but nodded slightly.

The maidservant beside her pretended to be arrogant on her behalf and said, "That's the truth."

"Since I have heard it," Concubine Chen gently put down the handkerchief, still smiling, but with a little more sharpness, "then why don't you tell me the whole story."

"Yes!"

"That's how it is..."

Zeng Qing summoned up almost the greatest courage of his life and tried his best to avoid the important issues.

In just a few minutes, he racked his brains and confessed everything, including how the young master had contacted people in recent days, how he obtained evidence from corrupt officials involved in the Chizhou flood, and who he had contacted specifically.

Concubine Chen was nodding at first, but then she frowned more and more.

Although Zeng Qing's expression didn't seem like he was lying, and she didn't think he had the guts to lie to her, she always felt that this was not what she wanted to hear.

When Zeng Qing described vividly how Jiang Mian contacted those officials, Concubine Chen finally raised her hand gently.

"Okay," she said lightly, her lips half curled, her eyes lowered, and she looked a little nonchalant, "These things have already been told to me by others, so I won't bother you to repeat them."

The night wind blew, and the lanterns hanging outside the hall swayed constantly.

The warm light from the lantern fell brightly and dimly on Concubine Chen's face.

Concubine Chen had an indifferent expression, and her pair of light-colored eyes were like glass. Even when illuminated by a warm light source, they did not reflect any warmth.

The faint majesty emanating from her made people dare not look up and look directly at her, and made people feel that it was their fault if they breathed heavier in front of her.

"However, you must report these matters to me truthfully from now on."

Concubine Chen paused for a moment and continued, "If the content you report is different from what my subordinates saw, you know the consequences."

This light sentence frightened the other two people except Zeng Qing so much that they turned pale.

"Yes, Sect Master!"

They responded quickly.

"Zeng Qing," Concubine Chen was very satisfied to see the two of them being obedient, but she raised her eyes inadvertently and saw Zeng Qing who had not spoken yet, "What do you say?"

Zeng Qing pursed his lips, but finally lowered his head and bowed: "The leader is teaching, I will obey the leader's instructions."

Maybe it was because his tone was originally cold, and when these words of loyalty reached Concubine Chen's ears, they somehow became heard unwillingly.

"Why?" She raised her chin slightly and gently opened her eyes, with the same coldness as Jiang Mian's. "You followed the young master, the new master, and completely forgot about me, the old master!"

"Young ones don't dare."

Zeng Qing immediately bowed his head and begged for mercy.

Tonight, Concubine Chen always felt a surge of anger in her heart. She didn't know where it came from, nor could she find a way to release it.

She narrowed her eyes slightly, God was really helping her.

Now, isn’t there a ready-made opportunity to vent your anger?

"Xiao Hong."

The maidservant beside Concubine Chen immediately responded: "The servant is here!"

"Zeng Qing has no respect for the leader and is challenging the leader's authority. Thirty slaps on the face, immediate execution."

The maid named Xiaohong immediately rolled up her sleeves, with a creepy light in her eyes, and walked towards Zeng Qing step by step.

"Master Zeng Qing," she smiled, deliberately emphasizing the word "Master," "Xiao Hong is sorry."

"Snapped"!

As soon as he finished speaking, a loud slap was heard.

I don’t know if it was because the maid was too weak or Zeng Qing was prepared, but the palm strike landed on Zeng Qing’s face, leaving a red mark but not knocking his head away at all.

Concubine Chen watched coldly, and seeing Zeng Qing's back was straight and his head was not even tilted by the blow, for some reason, she suddenly felt angry.

"Xiao Hong," she warned in a deep voice, "Does your strength count as punishment?"

The tone of these words was extremely hostile, and although the ending tone was rising, it contained a kind of command that could not be refused.

After these words were spoken, even Xiaohong, who had served Concubine Chen for many years, couldn't help but tremble.

Cold sweat flowed from the temples of the two secret guards beside them.

"That's what the leader taught!"

Xiaohong shouted with a trembling voice.

This time she did not hold back any strength, but gathered all her strength and slapped Zeng Qing on the face.

The palm passed through the air, causing a whistling sound in the wind, which coupled with Xiaohong's ferocious expression made it look particularly scary.

Seeing this scene, even the two secret guards next to them couldn't help but close their eyes and turn their heads away.

"Snapped"!

The sound was so loud that it even had the force of thunder, exploding in the silent sky of Tingyun Pavilion.

Concubine Chen maintained her elegance, only raised her eyes slightly and looked in that direction.

This time it happened as she wished. Zeng Qing was not only hit so hard that his head tilted, but blood also oozed from the corners of his mouth.

Concubine Chen felt inexplicably proud and subconsciously wanted to ask Xiaohong to continue fighting.

Before she opened her lips, she was snatched away by another voice.

"Mother, mother, it's not good!"