Facing the sun, she carefully opened the letter paper with a knife.
On the letter paper, there are several lines of clear small letters.
"Your Highness the Princess:
I have a humble status and it is inconvenient for me to see His Highness again. I would like to pay back the ten copper coins I owed you before so that I can have a clear conscience. If we are destined to meet you again someday!"
The signature is Murong Jinglun's name.
A clear conscience?!
What a clear question.
If he is really a poor scholar, how can he spare ten taels of silver to hire others?
Murong Jinglun, do you really think that I, Yun Chu, am still the most beautiful, reckless and domineering evil woman in the capital?
With a cold snort in his heart, Yun Chu held the handle of the knife with his backhand and shook his wrist slightly.
The sword flashed and the letter instantly turned into countless fragments, falling like snow.
Yun Chu gently pointed his sleeves, and the fragments fell into the flower pond on the porch. In the morning, the flower pond had just been watered. After the letter paper absorbed the water, the ink color smudged into chaos, which was no different from the soil in the pond. It was difficult to distinguish it.
What comes out is faith and what comes out is clay.
He bent down, picked up the ten copper plates one by one from the ground, and weighed them gently in his hands.
"Murong Jinglun, I'm waiting for the day I meet you again!"
The world's greed for money, power and profit has nothing to do with her, but if he wants to plot against her for these reasons, she will not let him do it.
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At dusk, Shen Feng left and came back again.
The two left Jinyuan again and headed to the palace.
In the carriage, Shen Fengchu was leaning on the cushions and said casually, "Your Majesty is hosting a banquet to see us off. I'm afraid all the noble concubines and princesses in the palace will attend!"
Yun Chu knew that he was reminding her to be prepared. Apart from Concubine Yi, who already disliked her, Concubine Chen, Ning Ruoxue's mother, who was still lying on the bed, probably wanted to eat her flesh. At this farewell banquet,
It was inevitable that someone would make things difficult for her.
Yun Chu smiled back at him, "Am I still afraid of them?!"
Shen Fengchu also laughed, "Our Chu Chu family is not only fearless, but also has many admirers. I heard that someone secretly sends love letters in the afternoon?"
"That's natural!" Yun Chu raised his hand and threw five copper coins at him, "Everyone who sees it gets a share, half for each person!"
Shen Fengchu raised his hand and collected the five copper coins between his fingers. Looking at the shining copper coins in his hand, his eyes became cold, "This Mr. Gu Yun, what an accurate account!"
"I have only heard you mention the three main hall masters of the Blood Killing Hall before. So, who is their chief hall master?!" Yun Chu asked.
Shen Fengchu shook his head gently, "Currently, I haven't found out who that person is, but the person who can make the three hall masters so desperate must be a ruthless character!"
Yun Chu lightly picked up the remaining copper coins in his hand, with a deep look in his eyes, "What exactly is in that treasure?!"
Shen Fengchu smiled, "I'm afraid we won't know until we find it!"
Yun Chu glanced sideways at the splendid golden palace outside the window screen and asked again.
The carriage entered the palace all the way, went straight into the inner courtyard, and stopped outside the gate of Zhengyang Palace.
Shen Fengchu personally carried Yunchu into the palace and came to the main hall. It was just as he said.
Except for the Emperor Ning Tianyuan, Empress Song, Concubine Yi, Concubine Chen and all the princes and princesses, except Ning Ruoxue who was injured by Yun Chu and was recovering in bed.
Yun Tu and Ouyang Zi's father, the first-rank general Ouyang Ruohai, right minister Yan Chengxi and other important officials in the court were all present.