Chapter 74: He Zhao's True Colors

“You’re lying!”

Qin Mingzhu went furious. She could not tolerate He Cangming saying such things about He Zhao.

“Whether what I said is true or not, you’ll find out when you seriously investigate. The truth hasn’t been completely buried yet.”

He Cangming, on the other hand, was relaxed. How could his pride be more important than his family? Right now, He Zhao was the He family’s greatest scourge.

Moreover, Qin Mingzhu would find out about this matter sooner or later. Rather than letting her forgive him easily, it would be better to expose it now and let them separate directly.

Qin Mingzhu was speechless. She suddenly stood up from her chair and leaned against the edge of the table. Her eyes revealed her uneasiness.

“I will find it out.” After saying that, Qin Mingzhu turned around and left. Since they had already fallen out, she couldn’t be bothered to do those ridiculous formalities.

He Cangming couldn’t believe that after knowing all the crap He Zhao had done, Qin Mingzhu would still be completely loyal to him. He Cangming looked at Qin Mingzhu’s back and thought hatefully.

Qin Mingzhu came out of the dim room. When she saw the glaring sunlight, she closed her eyes uncomfortably.

She wanted to know the real truth. When she opened her eyes again, there was no longer confusion and helplessness in her eyes, only tenacity.

As the eldest daughter of Qin Island, Qin Mingzhu was naturally not some young lady who did not know anything. On the contrary, she was rather scheming. Otherwise, her main family would not be at ease to let her have full authority over the He family’s matters.

Previously, most of the things she did were just for show. She wanted the He family to lower their vigilance against her so that she could smoothly ascend to the higher-up position and make long-term plans. However, her kindness was real, and her feelings for He Zhao were also real.

Qin Mingzhu walked quickly to a remote courtyard. It was the afternoon when the sun was at its brightest. The master was resting, and the servants were slaking off, there was no one along the way.

She pushed open the old courtyard door and creaked, but no one came to check. Only some birds poked their heads out of the courtyard. This was the residence of a servant, but Qin Mingzhu was not here to look for someone.

She opened the door with familiarity and went in. She picked up the pen and paper and pen on the table to write something.

She folded the letter, grabbed a bird in the courtyard, tied the letter to the bird’s leg, and released it. Seeing the bird flew away, Qin Mingzhu withdrew her gaze, left the courtyard, and returned to her residence.

Not long after Qin Mingzhu left, a man dressed as a servant of the He family restored everything in the courtyard to its original state, and directly fell asleep on the bed, like an ordinary servant returning to his residence to slack off.

The bird with Qin Mingzhu’s letter flew out of the He family’s main residence under the unsurprised gazes of the He family members and headed toward their destination.

Only occasionally, a servant would mutter a few strange words, “There have been so many birds in the past few days.”

The burning clouds came warmly. The orange clouds churned in the sky. Under this beautiful sky, the tired birds returned to the forest and were busy finding its dinner.

The setting sun shone into the room, casting a shadow of a begonia flower, which was gently swaying in the wind.

He Zhao was wearing a single piece of clothing and sitting by the bed. His long hair was disheveled, and his face was slightly pale. The pink and white quilt embroidered with acacia flowers covered his feet.

This was Qin Mingzhu’s room. He Zhao had been here ever since he woke up from his coma. Now that his injuries had basically healed, he still refused to leave. His intention was clearly known.

He didn’t expect Jiang Yun to not finish off He Cangming. He couldn’t help but wonder, “Could it be that Jiang Yun’s strength was only at the Spirit Origin Realm? But I clearly saw that he could beat up a Spirit King Realm magical peacock.”

He Zhao was very puzzled. A Spirit King Realm magical beast with a royal bloodline would usually have the strength of the Spirit Origin Realm. Jiang Yun’s strength should be in the Sage Realm. How could he not be able to kill He Cangming who was in the Spirit Origin Realm.

In the end, he could only figure out what special method He Cangming had used. He still had to think about how to deal with Jiang Yun. In any case, he would not go up against Jiang Yun again.

Ever since He Zhao woke up from his coma, he felt that he had a strange understanding of this world, “The center of this world is me. I cannot be defeated. Although I am confident, I’m’ not narcissistic. Could it be that the poison has not been cleansed?” He Zhao subconsciously touched the wound on his abdomen.

This stab almost pierced through him. Fortunately, he managed to avoid the vital parts. Qin Mingzhu also piled up life-saving pills for him for free.

Thinking back to the scene at that time, He Zhao still felt his heart palpitate. He Cangming was determined to get rid of him. This time, he did not die, but He Cangming came back alive. What should he do now?

The crisp sound of beads colliding with jade interrupted He Zhao’s thoughts. Someone walked through the bead curtain. He Zhao raised his head with a gentle smile on his face.

This was Qin Mingzhu’s room, and no one dared to disturb her. Only the owner of this room could enter so casually.

“Young Master He, the He family head sent someone to deliver a message. Tonight, a banquet will be held at Flowing Cloud Pavilion and all the He family members in the main residence will be attending. Miss has also been invited and has already gone over.”

The person who came was Qin Mingzhu’s maid, Hong Yu. She came in and bowed to He Zhao, informing him of this matter.

“I understand. I’ll clean up now. Ahem, ahem…”

He Zhao restrained his smile slightly, feeling that it was a waste of expression. After saying that, he started coughing, and his face became increasingly pale.

Hong Yu looked at He Zhao, who kept coughing with his hand at the side of his mouth. She looked troubled and hesitated for a moment. Seeing that He Zhao’s face had turned from white to red from coughing, she still went forward and patted his back to let him breathe.

Everyone knew about the relationship between He Zhao and Qin Mingzhu. The handmaidens did not dare to make casual contact with He Zhao, but Hong Yu had to help him.

“Young Master He, do you feel better?”

Hong Yu asked He Zhao as she patted him on the back.

He Zhao’s cough slowly subsided and he finally calmed down. “I feel much better. Thank you, Hong Yu.”

He Zhao looked at Hong Yu with gratitude in his eyes.

Hong Yu, on the other hand, retracted her hand as if she had been electrocuted. She turned her head away, not daring to look into He Zhao’s eyes. She twisted her handkerchief with both hands.

He Zhao continued to look at her, making Hong Yu feel uncomfortable, “Young Master He, why are you looking at me like that?”

“I’m just wondering if I’ve done something wrong to make you hate me, Hong Yu.”

“You’re overthinking it, Young Master He. Why would I hate you?”

“Then why aren’t you willing to look at me? I don’t think I look that fierce.”

“I wouldn’t dare.”

“See, you still don’t want to look at me.”

“I don’t.”

As Hong Yu spoke, she turned her head and met a pair of smiling peach blossom eyes. Knowing that He Zhao had teased her, she was both angry and embarrassed. She stomped her feet and ran away, covering her face.

He Zhao still had a smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes. He Cangming had only been back for less than ten days, and his injuries had yet to recover. Yet, he was holding a banquet at this time. What was He Cangming planning?

After all, it couldn’t be about his marriage to Qin Mingzhu. He wasn’t that naive.

He Zhao got up and changed his clothes and tied his hair. No matter what, He Cangming was still the head of the family now. Before he succeeded, he still had to respect this old man on the surface.

He Zhao was well-dressed and prepared to go to this malicious banquet. Qin Mingzhu, who supposed had gone to Flowing Cloud Pavilion, was actually right next door to He Zhao.

Qin Mingzhu saw He Zhao and Hong Yu through the small hole in the wall. She saw He Zhao skillfully teasing his maidservant and then looking cold behind her back.