Chapter 210 — A Misstep (Bonus update, begging for pink votes)
Purple Streets of Chang'an · Page 4 of 4
They needed to find out what the Dou family was really planning, and how the Wei family ought to respond.
Zhang Yuanming held Wei Wan back with an iron grip, cutting off his wife's words. "Lord Ji has a silver tongue, but facts speak louder than eloquence..."
Before he could finish, a little maid came rushing in, her face stricken with panic.
"It's terrible, terrible! The bride has hanged herself!"
"Ah!" Zhang Yuanming and the others were struck dumb, rooted to the spot. Every voice ceased at once, and a dead silence fell over the flower hall.
Only Ji Yong, a faint flicker passing through his eyes, thought to himself: So this Dou Ming has at least one redeeming quality after all!
He said coldly, "I think we should take the advice of the wife of the Heir Apparent of Duke Jingguo—and meet in the great hall of the Shuntian Prefecture!" His words shattered the silence in the room.
Dou Wenchang shot Ji Yong a glance, shoved the little maid who had brought the news, and said urgently, "Where is the bride? Take me to her at once!"
The little maid gave a startled "Oh!" and hurriedly led Dou Wenchang out of the flower hall.
Only then did Zhang Yuanming recover himself. "Saving her is what matters most!" he said urgently.
And he too followed Dou Wenchang out of the flower hall.
Wei Wan's face had gone deathly pale, and she shot Ji Yong a venomous glare.
But Ji Yong merely smiled with disdain and sauntered out at a leisurely pace.
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Sisters and brothers, I have an errand to run this afternoon, so tonight's update will be a little late. Wait and read it when you get up tomorrow morning!
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