Chapter 11: Wounding the Enemy a Thousand, Losing Eight Hundred
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Meng Yuxi searched thoroughly inside Qin Ming’s room but found no letters or messages. It seemed that Qin Ming and the Crown Prince communicated through more secretive means, likely involving the powerful figures in the capital whom she often entertained.
The bronze door was too narrow; after much effort, he managed to drag out the unconscious Xiao Cui’er. Just as he hoisted her up, he unexpectedly encountered the madam.
The madam smiled and said, “Young master, Miss Qin Ming has certainly satisfied you.”
“This Miss Qin Ming is indeed unforgettable for a lifetime. But I wonder, which noble guests from the capital does she entertain most frequently?”
“Oh, your servant just fainted a moment ago.”
Under the madam’s peculiar gaze, Meng Yuxi explained as he gave Xiao Cui’er a firm pat on the buttocks.
The madam understood immediately, gave a thumbs-up, and praised, “Young master is not only handsome but also remarkably strong.”
After receiving a pile of gold leaves from Meng Yuxi, the madam disclosed the list of Qin Ming’s distinguished but discreet guests, despite it being confidential.
“Qin Ming’s clients are all nobles, but none are as generous as you, young master. Especially that Qin Guangzhi—he’s just a minor official in the capital, yet he insists on coming three times every month. Given his frail health, it’s a wonder how he manages.”
“Right now, I wonder if Miss Qin Ming has changed her clothes. I’ll call her out to see off the young master.”
The madam drew a breath and squeezed sideways toward the bronze door.
“Madam, hold your breath. The perfume on your girl’s corset is laced with poison.”
The madam froze, her smile stiffening instantly.
“Young master, please don’t joke.”
She stepped inside the doorway and saw Qin Ming’s corpse slumped on the ground, surrounded by a large pool of blood. This young master was too fierce—he actually managed to kill the girl.
“Madam, are you dizzy? Your girl’s perfume was poisoned with the intent to drug me and the maid, hoping to steal money. When that failed, she tried to rob me with a knife.”
“The knife in her hand and the poison on her body are the best evidence.”
“Madam, what do you think should be done about this matter?”
Knowing the Meng family’s influence in Sucheng, the madam could only nod submissively, “Then Qin Ming deserved to die. Whatever the young master says shall be done.”
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Meng Yuxi suspected Qin Ming was a spy for the Crown Prince, while the madam relied on the Eighth Prince’s household. Since their statuses differed, Qin Ming could not let the madam know her true background. To the madam, Qin Ming was merely a favored courtesan, nothing more. Meng Yuxi then gave instructions.
“I only wanted some amusement but ended up encountering a theft at the Floating Fragrance Pavilion. I don’t want to stir up trouble, so you’ll tell everyone Qin Ming died of smallpox. If she died of disease, she should be burned, not buried. If the burning isn’t thorough and anyone in Sucheng catches a headache or fever, I’ll blame it on Qin Ming’s smallpox. You’ll be responsible for this, understand?”
“Understood, understood, young master, rest assured.”
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