"Auntie Huang is unwilling to forgive me?" the eighth princess pretended to be groveling.
Mingruo couldn't help but complain in her heart, "Your character is ruined? Isn't it good to be a Tyrannosaurus rex in an upright and upright manner? Do you have to learn how to be a white lotus?"
Mingruo didn't want to play with the Eighth Princess and treat others as a show: "Don't worry about me, you can do whatever you want."
Mingruo took Princess Ningping to the other side, and Princess Ningping whispered: "No matter what she gives, don't touch it. Princess Ping will look uneasy and kind."
"Okay, I'll remember it." Mingruo responded with a smile.
Mingruo originally thought that Yan Mingyu's attitude during the consultation was good, and he treated her face with the intention of charging a huge medical fee. Now, Mingruo just wants to pat her innocent self and say to her, "Stop making trouble, people."
Scum is not worth it'.
"Sister-in-law of the Nine Emperors, let's go to Jian Mingxuan to have tea and listen to a book. I've been talking about the story about fairies becoming gods recently. It's really interesting." Princess Ping didn't look at the emperor's sister-in-law too fiercely, but her mouth was low and petty.
The look makes people shudder.
I went shopping with Princess Ninh Binh and had afternoon tea. When Ming Ruo returned home, the sky was already filled with sunset.
As soon as Mingruo got off the carriage, he saw someone moving things into the mansion. Watching from the side were not only Butler Zhou, but also Chang Shan.
"Chang Shan, why are you here?"
"In response to the Ninth Princess, my subordinates have come with the prince to congratulate Emperor Donghuan on his birthday." Chang Shan respectfully saluted Mingruo.
Butler Zhou quickly asked the boy who was moving things to stop first, opened the main door for the princess, and welcomed her back to the house.
"What is this for?" Mingruo pointed to the big boxes one by one.
"This is the souvenir brought by the emperor and prince to the princess."
"Is that much?" Those who didn't know thought they were moving.
"No more, no more." Chang Shan smiled a little far-fetched, the emperor still wanted the prince to bring more.
Because there were too many things, the carriages and ships could not move fast, and they almost missed the birthday of Emperor Donghuan.
"Where's Fifth Brother?" Mingruo asked.
"Your Majesty is already at the mansion. Let your subordinates help the housekeeper settle things here." Chang Shan replied immediately.
"Oh." Mingruo happily went to find the fifth brother. When he came to Jia'an Hall, only Si Haochen was there, "Where is the fifth brother?"
"We're in the dungeon." Si Haochen pulled Mingruo to sit next to him and said sourly, "Have you finished playing?"
"It's... not bad." Mingruo's mouth twitched, and I went shopping with my best friend. Why did His Highness Prince Yun look so neglected and abandoned?
"What are you doing in the dungeon, Brother Five?" Si Haochen shouldn't be teasing Brother Five while he's away. (Si Haochen crossed his hands on his chest: Who asked you to go out to play without me? You could have brought the 'human criminal' with you.
I came out for interrogation, but I’m not happy that I don’t have this option.)
"Your maid is on trial." Si Haochen replied.
In the dim dungeon, a gray figure huddled in the corner, with a broken bronze mirror beside him.
The secret guard opened the cell door. She heard the sound and was instantly awakened. She touched her cheek in panic, wondering why she had fallen asleep. Was she getting old again? She found the bronze mirror from the straw and put it in front of her face.
Plant photos.
The bronze mirror was not very clear, it was bumpy and uneven, and the image was even more distorted. But the man was like a madman, screaming "ah", "ah" and "ah" while looking in the mirror.
"Is this person Jixue?" Yan Zhaobai frowned.
He still recognized the maid next to Xiao Jiuer, but he couldn't put this wrinkled, gray-haired old woman on the same page as Jixue.
"She became so old because of the 'One Dream'." The secret guard went on to explain, "She gave the poison to the princess. Fortunately, the princess noticed it and gave her the drink to change her body.
It’s like this...she even cursed the princess and was given dumb medicine by the prince..."
Yan Zhaobai had heard of the poison "One Dream for Years". The eighth princess's maternal ancestor's family had a poison doctor who was good at preparing all kinds of strange poisons.
In her madness, Jixue heard King Chun's voice and suddenly felt it was like the sound of nature. She threw away the bronze mirror in her hand and rushed over, but was stopped by the secret guard.
"Ah...ah..." She pointed to her throat, indicating that she had something to say. Prince Chun was her life-saving straw now. She wanted to leave this hellish place! She wanted to detoxify!
"When I ask you something, just shake your head and nod." Yan Zhaobai said in a deep voice.
"Ah ah." Jixue nodded wildly.
"Did the Eighth Princess instruct you to poison Xiao Jiu'er?"
"Ah..." Jixue nodded and then shook his head crazily.
Jixue knew that if she wanted to go out, she had to tell the secret that the Ninth Princess was not the Ninth Princess. Now she regretted it so much that she didn't learn to write well. She could only read but couldn't write. What should she do?
Seeing these completely opposite expressions, Yan Zhaobai felt that Jixue had gone crazy and couldn't even express his thoughts clearly.
'One Dream for Years' is the proud work of the poisonous doctor. Even if the eighth princess did not instigate it, it still has something to do with her. Regardless of her, just take revenge!
Ji Xue finally thought of a way, and she made crazy gestures like "turning the book" - if King Chun could find a book, she could find the words she needed from the pages, combine them one by one, and speak them out.
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Seeing that her questions were wrong, Yan Zhaobai lost the patience to continue questioning him and turned around to leave the dungeon. How could Jixue just miss the only life-saving straw and slam into the cell door with a bang.
Yan Zhaobai turned her head and saw blood gushing out from her wrinkled forehead and winding down her face with crisscrossed grooves. Coupled with her crazy eyes, she looked like a ghost.
Yan Zhaobai glanced at Jixue indifferently. He had no sympathy for the slaves who rebelled against his master, and he quickened his pace and left.
Ji Xue holds the cell door in her hand, but she collapses to the ground little by little. She will age rapidly in this dungeon and die little by little. No one will come to save her... not a single person...
When Yan Zhaobai returned to Jia'an Hall, he heard Xiao Jiuer's surprised voice: "Fifth brother."
"Xiao Jiuer." Yan Zhaobai touched Mingruo's head.
"Fifth Brother, are you the only one who came here on your own?" Mingruo smiled with crooked eyebrows, "Isn't it good to live in my house?"
Si Haochen was a little bit disgusted to see the little princess smiling so happily at other men, but when she heard that the palace was 'her home', his mood suddenly turned cloudy. Seeing Yan Zhaobai, he liked him a lot and silently touched his wife's head.
The black account was also wiped clean.
"There are also officials from the Ministry of Rites and Honglu Temple accompanying us, but they just live in the post house." Yan Zhaobai was too lazy to listen to those old men whining all day long.
"Why are you bringing so many things to me all the way? I don't need anything here, so don't bring so much in the future..." If this continues, the cheap dad's little treasury will probably be emptied.
"Tell your father yourself. I refused to take him with him, so he said I wanted to be lazy, and said he would come in person..." Yan Zhaobai was miserable when faced with his own father who had completely let himself go.
