Chapter 134 Ji Huaiche Avoids Ji Qingqing

Chapter 134: Ji Huaiche Refuses to See Ji Qingqing

Qiu Min felt slightly uncomfortable upon hearing this.

More than half a month had passed since the palace banquet ended, and Ji Qingqing had yet to fulfill her promise of arranging a private meeting with Heir Ji for Qiu Min.

Every time she sent someone to ask, she received various excuses in reply.

Ji Qingqing could afford to wait, but Qiu Min could not.

Qiu Min's parents were busy every day trying to find her a suitable husband, hoping to use her to strengthen the family's influence.

Yet her heart belonged solely to Ji Huaiche, and the only man she wanted to marry.

Ji Huaiche was the heir of the Marquis Yongning’s household, and in the future, he would inherit the title of marquis.

If she married him, she would become the mistress of the Yongning Marquis household—wasn't that much better than marrying any other young master?

Qiu Min suddenly thought of something, and her eyes darted around.

"I heard that Heir Ji personally handled the case of Princess Ye and Nanny Xu today, and that Princess Ye slapped him in public. That Princess Ye is truly arrogant."

"I made some ginseng chicken soup myself today and wanted to bring it to him to try. Please, Qing Qing, do me this favor and help me set it up?"

She thought that this could be a chance to comfort Ji Huaiche and bring them closer.

Moreover, that chicken soup was no ordinary soup—she had secretly added a drug to it.

She was determined to win over Ji Huaiche.

When Ji Qingqing heard her words, her face fell instantly.

Her brothers were all so useless—one after another, they got publicly slapped by Ji Yuntang.

Just thinking about it made her feel humiliated.

Ji Qingqing clenched her fists and sighed. "Fine then. I'll go with you to the Dalisi and see."

She also wanted to see what kind of mood her most respected elder brother was in now.

Qiu Min's face lit up with joy.

The two took a carriage to the Dalisi, but when they arrived, Ji Huaiche was still working.

Upon hearing that Ji Qingqing had brought Qiu Min to see him, Ji Huaiche furrowed his brows slightly. His first thought was not that Ji Qingqing cared about him.

Instead, he thought she had come to laugh at him.

After all, the news of Ji Yuntang slapping him had already spread throughout the capital along with the Nanny Xu incident.

Ji Huaiche had originally intended to humiliate Ji Yuntang, but instead, he ended up being the one humiliated.

At this moment, he was too embarrassed to face Ji Qingqing, so he had an official turn her away on his behalf.

The official came out and said politely, "Second Miss Ji, Miss Qiu, Heir Ji is still reviewing case files and can't get away right now. Please come another day."

Ji Qingqing was taken aback. Had Heir Ji actually turned her away?

How was that possible?

All three of her brothers had always given her whatever she asked for.

Even if she wanted the stars from the sky, they would find a way to pluck them down and present them to her.

Just moments ago, Ji Qingqing had confidently promised Qiu Min that she would arrange a meeting with Ji Huaiche today.

Ji Qingqing couldn't directly refuse Qiu Min's request, since she might still need Qiu Min as a pawn later on, and it wouldn't be smart to damage their relationship now.

So, she thought of blaming Ji Huaiche and letting him take the fall.

But now, Heir Ji had actually refused to see her?

What made it worse was that Qiu Min, pretending to be naive, rubbed it in.

"Qing Qing, isn't Heir Ji usually the one who dotes on you the most? Why won't he even bother to come out to see you today? Could it be that Ji Yuntang said something to him at the Dalisi today?"

Ji Qingqing shuddered inwardly, a flash of panic in her eyes.

Could it be that Ji Huaiche had already found out about her spreading rumors about Nanny Xu?

But only she and Ji Qingfeng knew about that matter.

Ji Qingfeng had assured her repeatedly that he wouldn't tell anyone else.

Ji Qingqing clutched her handkerchief tightly.

No, that wasn't possible.

She had done this for the good of the Yongning Marquis household.

Even if Ji Huaiche knew, in his heart, she would still be his innocent, kind little sister.

How could that vicious bitch Ji Yuntang compare to her?

Ji Qingqing suppressed her emotions and forced a weak smile.

"Maybe elder brother is too busy today to get away."

"Sister Min, let's call it a day for now. I'll help you set up another meeting with elder brother another time."

Ji Qingqing cursed Qiu Min inwardly. If it weren't for her, she wouldn't have been snubbed like this today.

She would remember how Ji Huaiche treated her today!

When the chance came, she would make him feel what it was like to be rejected.

Qiu Min was a bit disappointed not to see Ji Huaiche, but secretly she was pleased.

Ji Qingqing, relying on her status as the daughter of a marquis's household and being doted on by her three brothers, had always outshone her in every way, from her clothes to her belongings.

This was the first time Qiu Min had seen Ji Qingqing look so awkward, so she couldn't help feeling happy.

It seemed Ji Qingqing wasn't as favored as she made herself out to be!

So the household didn't revolve around her after all.

Qiu Min sneered inwardly but kept a gentle look on her face. "Alright, another time then."

"I was too presumptuous today. I apologize, Qing Qing. I'll invite you over another day for a small get-together."

Too bad about that ginseng chicken soup, though.

But it's a long game; sooner or later, Ji Huaiche will be hers.

Ji Qingqing naturally smiled and agreed. One of them—the princess—was thinking of having Ji Huaiche personally refuse her next time to humiliate her, while the other—Ji Qingqing—was thinking of asking her to help arrange another meeting. Lost in their own thoughts, they walked arm in arm down the street, each quite pleased with themselves.

As if nothing had happened at all.

Meanwhile, at the largest brothel in the capital, Huamanlou.

Luo Qingge stood at the door, staring in disbelief at the white-robed gentleman holding a folding fan, his demeanor elegant, her tone full of disbelief.

"Y-y-you… This is what you call 'showing this princess the world'?"

She'd left the palace alone to find Xie Liuzheng. He then had someone disguise her face, dress her as a servant, and make her trail behind him as his attendant.

She put up with Xie Liuzheng dragging her along to shop, and even with carrying his packages.

But just now, this bastard actually said he was gonna show her the world.

So this is what he meant by "seeing the world"—taking her to a brothel?

Xie Liuzheng closed his folding fan and tapped it on Luo Qingge's forehead, a lazy, cocky smirk on his lips.

"What princess? Today you are this heir's personal servant, Fumeng."

"Forget who you are again, and I'll tap you again."

"You—" Luo Qingge clenched her fist, ready to throw a punch, but Meng Fan stopped her just in time.

He lowered his voice and apologized: "Forgive me, Princess Jiu. Our heir is just like that—a cheeky bastard. You're the bigger person, so please don't stoop to his level."

After saying this, Meng Fan felt a chill of lingering fear inside.

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