Jian Zhaoxing

Chapter 239 Aqing, Don't Be Afraid

Lin Zhiqing has always preferred to keep the initiative in her own hands.

Without making a sound, she picked up the flute, brought it to her lips, and then slightly parted her lips.

Just before the flute music was about to burst forth, the person behind them moved!

The next moment, a hand covered her lips.

Lin Zhiqing immediately sensed something was wrong and grabbed the wrist of that hand.

At the same time, she twitched her nose and caught a scent wafting in the air.

Upon smelling that familiar herbal scent again, her eyes flickered, and she gradually loosened her grip, no longer playing the flute.

The hand covering her face seemed to realize that she couldn't play the flute, and relaxed a little.

Just after this series of actions were completed, the top of the box was tapped a few times.

A series of "thump thump thump" sounds rang out.

"Manager Zhou, how's it going? Which boxes should we bring? The auspicious time is almost here!" There seemed to be other people outside, waiting for the manager inside to give the order.

The steward wanted to open the boxes to check, but he was being urged on from outside, so he could only knock on each box to make sure it was full, then waved to the people outside:

"That box was brought from the Marquis of Changning's residence. Miss specifically instructed that it be taken to the young master's house."

"Madam said that it wouldn't look good to bring only one, so let's bring the other two, plus this one, to make a total of four."

Lin Zhiqing heard the steward's words and heard him knock on the box where he was hiding again.

Without a doubt, she was now being taken to the prefect of Bianliang as part of her dowry.

This was a situation she had not anticipated.

As the chaotic footsteps outside gradually gathered, a shout exploded in Lin Zhiqing's ears:

"rise!"

The box suddenly tilted, and even though Lin Zhiqing was prepared, her body still slid backward due to inertia and fell into a warm embrace.

Fortunately, the fabric had been turned upside down at some point, separating the two of them.

Even so, Lin Zhiqing's body was still somewhat stiff.

At the same time, someone outside spoke up:

"Hmm, this box is heavier than usual. Who else in Bianliang is so generous as to send such a heavy congratulatory gift?"

The manager had already walked ahead, and his voice was somewhat distant:
"Don't you use your pig brain? Besides our Hua family and the son-in-law's family, how could there be anyone in Bianliang with such a large budget?"

"This was sent from the residence of Lu Daru in Shengjing."

The servant lowered his voice, as if he had thought of something:
"I had previously heard that the Academy intended to arrange a marriage between our young lady and that young master of the Lu family, but why did this matter come to nothing?"

"Get out of here!" The steward turned around and kicked the servant.
"What day is it today? Why are you bringing this up? What does the master's business have to do with us servants?"

"Ouch, godfather, be gentle! I was just mentioning it casually." As the servant dodged, the box swayed uncontrollably.

Lin Zhiqing steadied herself, her beautiful eyes darting around, and pointed to the hand covering her face, writing the words "marriage alliance" on it.

The hand quickly released itself, accurately found Lin Zhiqing's hand, and carefully wrote on her palm, stroke by stroke.

"rumor!"

Lin Zhiqing raised an eyebrow and stopped dwelling on the matter.

That's right, the person behind her was Lu Huai.

Only Lu Huai had that special medicinal scent.

According to Lu Nanyue, he had already been dispatched by the Ministry of Revenue, so how could he have appeared in Bianliang?

Thinking of this, Lin Zhiqing wrote a few more words with his hand:

"Ministry of Revenue, dispatch, Bianliang."

Lu Huai's hand landed in her palm, and he slowly uttered the words "official business".

Before she could react, Lu Huai's fingers started moving again.

Lin Zhiqing quickly realized that he had written the two characters "Jingya". He must have met Lin Jingya!

Otherwise, I would never have rashly written down these two completely unrelated words.

"Where?" Lin Zhiqing continued writing.

“In the box, dizzy.” Lu Huai wrote three words.

It means that he fainted in another box.

Lin Zhiqing breathed a slight sigh of relief.

In this situation, a dizzy Lin Jingya is more reassuring than a conscious Lin Jingya.

At the same time, she ruled out the possibility that Jiang Liuyun had met with Lin Jingya.

Lu Huai was able to explain the situation so clearly, most likely because he had personally witnessed or caused Lin Jingya to faint.

Without anyone else intervening, Lin Zhiqing's situation wasn't too bad at the moment.

Perhaps it was because she had someone she could trust by her side that she relaxed a little.

Immediately, she began to think of ways to escape.

Now she and Lu Huai are both trapped in the enclosed space of the box, and they have to be carried to the residence of the prefect of Bianliang.

If someone were to inspect and count the dowry before it was put into storage, the two of them would be exposed.

Leaving aside the fact that they had offended the Hua family and the prefect, their current situation was already very unfavorable to their reputations.

Although Lin Zhiqing didn't care about this, the numerous rules and regulations imposed by Dasheng were enough to give her a hard time.

Fortunately, she brought some things with her, so she didn't come empty-handed and could still think of a solution.

The flute in Lin Zhiqing's hand is the weapon she is currently most comfortable using.

She improvised, thinking about her escape route once she arrived at the prefect's residence.

Most importantly, she had no recollection of the prefect of Bianliang, nor had she ever visited his residence.

If he was unfamiliar with the terrain, Lin Zhiqing could only plan to use his Mind-Analysis Technique to hypnotize the servant or steward and have them scout ahead.

As for himself, he still needed to consider how to get Lin Jingya out of the house.

This... is really not a simple matter.

She is currently preoccupied with a lot of thoughts, and therefore has not interacted with Lu Huai since.

Unlike Lin Zhiqing, who seemed to be in an empty space, Lu Huai felt as if ants were crawling all over his body; nothing felt right.

In such a small space, you can't even turn over.

God knows how he recognized Lin Zhiqing.

He had a premonition the moment Lin Zhiqing crawled into the box.

Combined with the fact that Lin Jingya appeared in the Hua family's storeroom, he quickly figured out the reason why Lin Zhiqing was in the storeroom and did not make a fuss.

However, he still couldn't understand how Lin Zhiqing came to Bianliang, and when he arrived.
Given Lin Zhiqing's personality, there's absolutely no way she would make this trip just to attend Hua Jianyun's wedding banquet.

Puzzled, Lu Huai couldn't help but think that it was fortunate that he was the one in the box at that time, otherwise Lin Zhiqing would have been in danger.

After he finally managed to clear his mind of all the questions and catch his breath, he noticed that Lin Zhiqing seemed to be deep in thought.

She was trying to figure out a way to save herself!
She would never entrust her life to someone else.

Lu Huai knew this well. Thinking of his own arrangements, he was about to talk to Lin Zhiqing when he heard a loud "whoosh".

Then, the box inexplicably started shaking.

Lin Zhiqing's thoughts were interrupted, and she subconsciously grabbed Lu Huai's hand.

In an instant, both of their bodies stiffened.

Before Lin Zhiqing could react, she felt Lu Huai grasp her hand, and heard a very low voice in her ear:

"Aqing, don't be afraid."