"Yes, as long as you find the person who buys the powder, you will definitely be able to find the woman! After searching for so long, I have been disappointed. I never thought that when I accidentally pass by here for the second time, I will smell the same fragrance, exactly the same.
." A trace of fierceness flashed across Zhao Qingyun's eyes, "Before I came here this time, I had already thought that even if I risked my life, I would still kill that vicious woman and let her pay for her life with one life!"
Baiyue incense is a tribute incense. Apart from the palace, it can only be found in the palaces of the princes. Even if you spend a lot of money, it is difficult to find one or two. If Ayi hadn't mentioned it that time, and Ling Ruo had always been interested in Tong Jia's pregnancy.
She was suspicious and guessed that there might be a connection between the two, so she asked Ayi to bring a small bottle of Baiyue fragrance powder for her to smell. I am afraid that Zhao Qingyun is still wandering around various fragrance powder shops.
"You can't kill her, go back, pack your things and leave the capital immediately, and forget this matter forever, so that you can live your life." Seeing that Zhao Qingyun was still unwilling, she frowned and said: "The deceased is gone.
The living are still here, and there is no need to risk your life for an impossible wish. If your brother is alive in heaven, he won't want you to do this."
Zhao Qingyun squeezed his hands tightly and suddenly raised his head and said: "Of course I can't deal with her, but you can. You deliberately came to find me and asked so many questions. It can't be just out of curiosity. You must be dealing with her. I...
I can help you."
"Help me?" Ling Ruo looked at her funny, and stroked her face as soft as a lotus petal with her unprotected little finger, "What can you do to help me? Just what you said just now? No.
Used, words are in your mouth, you can say this or that. Miss Zhao, this matter is far away
It's more complicated than you think, and it's not something you can interfere with. If you don't do it right, you will be killed." She stopped Zhao Qingyun who wanted to speak, "I know you are not afraid of death, but what if your death is worthless?
?Are you willing? Is your brother’s spirit in heaven willing?”
This sentence made Zhao Qingyun speechless. Ling Ruo stroked his face and said: "But there is one thing I can promise you. Maybe you will never know the identity of that woman in your life, but I will do my best."
Go deal with her and let her get the retribution she deserves. God is ruthless, and what is owed will eventually be repaid."
It has only been a short time since they met, but Ling Ruo's words somehow had a magical power that convinced Zhao Qingyun. He stared for a long time, and the desperate and almost crazy light gradually extinguished in his eyes, and he was as clear as ever, "Okay! I believe it.
You, I hope you will not betray this trust."
Ling Ruo nodded slowly and watched her turn around and leave step by step. When she looked back, she saw two more figures peeping outside, but they were the Mao brothers. Why are they here?
Receiving Ling Ruo's puzzled look, A Yi hurriedly said: "When I went to find Miss Zhao, I happened to meet them. They knew that the master was here, so they thought of coming over to say hello. Would the master want to meet them? Can this shop be opened?
Even if it works, the two of them will have to run around."
Ling Ruo nodded, "It's rare that they have such thoughts, let them come in."
Shuixiu went out to tell her what she had said. After the guards got out of the way, the Mao brothers hurriedly ran in. Without saying a word, they knelt down and kowtowed to Ling Ruo, "Slave, please pay my respects to the master. May the master be blessed."
"Get up." Ling Ruo looked at them with a smile. The two of them were almost the same as before. They didn't change much. They were just a little darker than before. In addition, their faces were full of flesh. They didn't speak.
A fierce force. Who would have thought that two people who had been in the market since childhood and relied on their fists to make a living would obey the words of a little girl.
Mao Da touched his head and stood up and said with a smile: "Since coming back, the slaves have been looking forward to seeing their master again, but the slaves cannot enter the high-walled courtyard of Prince Yong's Mansion, so they can only establish immortality for their master at home.
Card, wishing the master a long life, good fortune and good health."
Ayi covered his mouth and smiled and said: "Master, I have seen these slaves before. They burn incense and pray for blessings in front of the longevity tablet every day!"
Ling Ruowen said: "It doesn't matter whether we set up the Immortality Card or not. What's important is that you handle things faithfully. I'm in the palace, and I can't come forward for many things. The only people I can trust outside are you two and A Yi, who can handle errands easily."
I will never forget what I promised you."
The Mao brothers looked at each other and said seriously: "The lives of slave brothers were saved by the master. As early as that day, the slaves swore that their lives will belong to the master in this life." Their brothers are not good people, but they are still alive.
He can distinguish between good and bad, right from wrong, and the kindness he has received will be remembered in his heart for the rest of his life.
Ling Ruo nodded and asked a few more questions about what they were doing. She was quite happy to learn that they were already on track. Seeing that it was getting late, she got up to go back home. As she was leaving, she occasionally caught a glimpse of Mao Er.
There was a small tear in the shoe, and the white socks underneath were vaguely exposed. I looked at the clothes on the two of them. Although they looked clean, they were all old clothes and looked a bit shabby.
Logically speaking, Ling Ruo thinks of ways to send money out every month, so their life should be better than before. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly remembered the situation A Yi mentioned before, and his expression softened and he said: "
Today is different from the past, you still have to use the money you need, don't be too frugal, go back and make some new clothes later, otherwise you will be looked down upon by others if you go out like this."
Mao Er lowered his head and glanced at his ripped shoes, and said with a smile: "These clothes and shoes are in good condition and can be worn again. It's a pity to lose them. Master, don't worry, the slaves will put on new clothes when they go out to meet people.
It won’t embarrass the master.”
Mao Da also followed up and said: "Yes, money should be used on the edge of the knife. The master's money is not free. The slaves can be well fed and clothed. It's not that important." Seeing that Ling Ruo still disagreed.
With such a look on his face, he changed his words and said: "When the business of **Zhai is completed in the future, I can make more money and I am not so nervous, the slaves can follow Dehui again."
"That's all, it's up to you." Seeing that they couldn't be persuaded, Ling Ruo let them go, but she remembered this loyalty.
When she was leaving, she glanced at the guard who had just stopped Zhao Qingyun's attack in time, and said kindly: "What's your name?"
"Replying to Ling Fujin, my subordinate's name is Liu Hu." The guard replied respectfully.
Ling Ruo repeated his name and said, "You did a good job. When the executives ask about it when you get back, how should you answer?"
Liu Hu's eyes flashed, he stared at his toes and said solemnly: "Fu Jin stayed in Liuhezhai for a long time and went back. There was nothing unusual in it." Although he only worked in the outer courtyard of the palace, he also had some knowledge of the affairs in the inner courtyard.
Knowing that these masters often have many things that they don't want others to know, and Ling Fujin is the palace's favorite concubine, if Fu goes against her will, it will be easy for her to deal with her little guard.