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"Tu tu tu tu..." The wooden fish in Qingshou Temple was neither fast nor slow, but there was no sign of calmness.

Yao Guangxiao closed his eyes and held the Buddhist beads in his hand, pinching them one by one. After a while, he suddenly opened his eyes and said, "The child who died in the Yan Palace is really the same as the prince's symptoms when he was seriously ill in Beijing?"

Sitting on the cushion next to him, with a square face and gray hair, the Xiangshi Yuan Gong said, "The symptoms are no different... The child in the royal palace accidentally ate Junyingcao and was poisoned, and there was no medicine to relieve it. A few days ago, the people in the royal palace had pulled out all Junyingcao to prevent anyone from consuming it by mistake."

Yuan Gong pondered for a moment and asked again: "Will you report this to the King of Yan?"

"Slow!" Yao Guangxiao's eyes were still closed, and he said a word and then said nothing. He counted with Buddhist beads for a long time, and his lips were still moving slightly, but he didn't say anything.

At this time, Yao Guangxiao finally spoke again: "Daxu, come in."

A slightly younger monk lifted the straw curtain and walked in and bowed his head to give a one-handed gift.

Yao Guangxiao gave a wink, and the monk named Daxu said to Yuan Gong: "I was ordered to go to the capital to meet a nobleman. I heard that the prince of Gaoyang was harming people's lives. By the way, I found some small strange and contradictory points in the matter..."

The monk paused for a moment, took two steps forward, and whispered in Yuan Gong's ear.

After listening for a while, Yuan Gong first thought about something, and then suddenly realized his appearance.

Yao Guangxiao glanced at him: "Mr. Yuan found an opportunity to meet Miss Du, which is of great use."

Yuan Gong nodded in agreement.

Seeing that he seemed to be a little doubtful, Yao Guangxiao said, "If you don't have long-term thinking, you will have immediate worries. We have talked about what kind of person Gaoyang is before, and there may be deviations. Besides, I accidentally made some complaints with him at the Yan Palace that day... It doesn't matter. I was not in line with him at the beginning. The opportunity is very good at this time, why not seize the opportunity and be on guard first?"

Yuan Gong said: "What the master said is reasonable."

...Du Qianrui knows how to cook, but can't sew clothes. The little girlish craft she learned when she was a child cannot be on the table or make good clothes.

Zhu Gaoxu gave her some silk, she picked two of them out, and called Wang Gui's godson Cao Fu, and helped her drive the car out to find a tailor. Recently, General Cao Fu was wandering in the front hall, and Du Qianrui was stopped.

They drove to Xijie, where there was the best tailor shop in Peking. Du Qianrui chose a family, and Cao Fu was waiting outside, so he went in with silk.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered the gatehouse, an old alchemist walked out, blocked his fists and said, "Miss Du, can you talk with me?"

Du Qianrui was surprised and looked at him and said, "Who are you?"

Fang Shi said: "Miss Du is a criminal. Do you dare to come out and walk around so quickly?"

Du Qianrui was even more surprised and wanted to turn around and leave.

Unexpectedly, the alchemist said again: "The criminal offender is the criminal offender, but you don't have any fear. If your life experience is known to the nobles, will you still protect you?"

After a few words, Du Qianrui couldn't take any steps, and her hands were trembling without being obedient, and cold sweat soaked out from her forehead.

"Please here." Fang Shi said.

Du Qianrui was at a loss for a moment, and everything she saw seemed to have lost its color. She followed the alchemist in a trait. There was also a yard in the shop and some women in the house were busy. The alchemist walked to the corner and stood still.

"What do you want to say?" Du Qianrui asked in a trembling voice.

"Sad!" The alchemist stared at her and shook his head, spitting out two words.

When Du Qianrui heard these two words, she felt sad and almost lost her composure on the spot and cried out.

The alchemist's little eyes observed her and continued, "The life experience fabricated by the girl is not her own, but someone else's, right? You are envious of others and can meet a good person to rescue her from a sad and humble business. Unfortunately, your situation is as sad, but your life experience is not the same.

When you meet that noble man who chooses you three times and thinks he has a chance, he will follow the same trick and apply other people's life experience to yourself. What's even more excessive is that he deliberately angers Ambassador Xu so that he can get into a trap and torture you very pitifully. Did he use all his scheming and finally get what he wants?"

Du Qianrui kept shook her head and said, "I don't want to kill Ambassador Xu! He had done bad things, and I thought it would be okay to let him suffer a little grievance. I didn't expect that things would turn out to be like that later..."

The alchemist sneered and said, "Let's think about it, what would happen to him if the noble man knew that you had been calculating him and even let him commit suicide and was imprisoned and almost escaped?

Even if he suddenly becomes less violent and spares your life, he will just take a list and send you to the government at this time. What will happen next?"

Du Qianrui reached out and pressed her heart, her face turned cold: "What do you want?"

Fang Shi said: "You have to tell me what you have seen in the capital and what did the noble man do? Then, you have to stay by the noble man and tell us any news in the future. As long as you do these two things, I will ensure that you have nothing to do and will find ways to settle everything for you."

Du Qianrui said coldly: "I saw nothing!"

The Fangshi showed a fierce look on his face, "It's better to think clearly! Did the noble man use Junyingcao to poison his elder brother? When and what medicine can he use to detoxify?"

Du Qianrui's body trembled, and she opened her mouth, but couldn't say anything.

A scene appeared in her mind. A familiar and low voice said in the fire of the night: Just pretend you don’t know, is it okay?

The various words that the voice said surged into her heart and could not linger in her body.

...If I sit still and watch, Miss Du hurts her fingers, how can I listen to you playing the pipa in the future... Can I forgive your sins? I don't have to ask this girl... Just this meticulous and careful practice, the time and patience I spent, I tasted the overflowing heart...

"I don't know!" Du Qianrui said in a crying voice, almost shouting.

After she said that, she took the lead and the alchemist chased after him for a few steps and said, "Miss Du, don't worry, think it through and tell me."

"I don't know! I don't know if I die!" Du Qianrui held her skirt and said as she walked.

She ran out of the shop and saw Cao Fu standing next to the carriage. She said, "I have seen a few ready-made clothes. This shop is not good at craftsmanship, let's go."

Cao Fu sat in front, shook the whip, and turned around and said, "Miss Du, where are we going now?"

Du Qianrui said: "Go back home, don't do it."

After returning to the Prince's Mansion, Zhu Gaoxu and Wang Gui left, it seemed that they had not come back yet. Du Qianrui was suddenly afraid of seeing him. The smile on her face was gone, and she met Aunt Wang in the front hall with a pale face.

Aunt Wang tilted her head, looked at it without any scruples, and asked, "Miss Du, are you sick?"

Du Qianrui had been kind to others in the mansion before, carefully pleasing everyone. At this time, she lost her patience and said coldly, "I feel a little uncomfortable."

She walked into the wing where she lived, closed the door with a "slam", lay straight onto the bed, buried her face in the quilt, and started crying with a depressing voice.

Sad! This word is like a knife, stabbing into her heart accurately. It’s not that she hasn’t been scolded, but she hasn’t really scolded her to the pain, and she will never feel what she is today.

The more Du Qianrui thought about it, the more she felt that she was really sad. She shamelessly fabricated a life experience, but in fact, it didn't make people sigh, it was nothing but the most inconspicuous among a large group of Jiaofangsi girls. She even felt that she had no reason to survive in this world.

I remember when I was in Fuleyuan, Du Qianrui often gave her some old clothes that she had no clothes to wear because she was pitiful of a maid who served her. Unexpectedly, the maid said behind her back: I wore Du Qianrui's clothes, which was more beautiful than hers... At that time, Du Qianrui called her "sad". As a result, now, Du Qianrui himself "wears" someone else's life experience, which is even more sad than that maid!

Du Qianrui's soul seemed to have been pulled away all of a sudden, and it felt like the sky was falling.

I blame myself for being smart, but I didn't expect to meet a prince, and I didn't want to get involved in murder cases and such complex conspiracies.

Now it's really over. Even if you go back to the Jiafangsi to continue your low-key career, you will become an imperial offender!

After crying for a long time, Du Qianrui got up from the bed and looked at her swollen eyes in the bronze mirror. She stopped crying. Anyway, since she was young, she has never had a good thing. She was either sold or insulted. Today is not the first time she felt that her life was so slutty, so she quickly recovered from her collapsed mood.

Du Qianrui thought about it and felt that it was wise to leave Peking while it was not even a problem. She quickly left Beijing and found a place to hide. She had nowhere to go. It seemed that she could only go back to her hometown, a remote village in the capital, and the list of the capital could not be reached... I have to think about how to go back to Jiangxi.

Otherwise, where can I go?

At this moment, Aunt Wang slapped the door a few times and said outside the door: "Miss Du, the prince and Wang Gui are back! Go and tell Wang Gui so that he can get you some medicine."

"It's so bad!" Du Qianrui responded as if nothing had happened.

She opened the door, buried her head and didn't want people to see the swollen eyes. She went straight to the kitchen and boiled water by herself, so she could apply a hot towel to make the swollen area disappear faster.

At this moment, she looked at the various ingredients in the kitchen and suddenly thought: she had a skill in making snacks, but she had never let the prince taste the snacks she made... She might never be able to taste them again when she went there.

So Du Qianrui took the apron on her apron, rolled up her sleeves, took a bowl and scooped glutinous rice first, and started to work skillfully in the kitchen.

She was working hard, and after a while, she was lucky: What if the alchemist didn't complain? Or the prince forgives himself and lets him down?

Du Qianrui was imagining reluctantly, while shaking her head constantly. She was very hesitant.
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