The maid even heard deep breathing outside the door, and there seemed to be the low sound of swords under the corner.
He appeared unknowingly in the house next to them, with strange origins and unpredictable whereabouts. There are many ways to make a person disappear in the capital, especially when there are only three female relatives and a meager servant in a house.
A fire, or a volley of arrows.
What about the investigation afterwards, and what about catching the murderer?
Even though there is an uncle from the Zhou family who has the skills to bring the dead back to life, the lady is just an orphan in the end, and she will die when she dies.
This is probably why the lady has always been so low-key.
As the saying goes, the world is tough.
At this moment, the maid's heart was turned upside down, but Cheng Jiaoniang's expression remained unchanged.
"The book says that at that time, there should not be wolves looking for food on the road in the middle of the night, let alone attacking people, cars and horses." She looked at the King of Jin'an County and said.
The book says?
The maid couldn't help but look at Cheng Jiaoniang.
She was certain that the lady had nothing to do with the wolf attack. Could it be that it was really what the book said?
However, even if this is the case, who would believe it?
The strange thing is that the lady is too naughty. Even if she saw through it, why would she tell people like that?
It doesn't matter whether they meet each other by chance, whether they are alive or dead, a superfluous word has brought up the secrets of other people's families.
In other words, the lady is too kind-hearted.
The maidservant's mood is a little awkward, but good people in this world never live long.
"Oh, yes." The young man on the wall followed closely and said with a bit of joy in his voice.
Joy?
The maid couldn't help but raise her head.
"That is the official road. The wolves are smart and have already known that it is not a place to forage. They rarely stay on the road for a long time, unless nature overrides the inertia of nurture." The young man was in high spirits, shining more and more, and seemed to be coming again.
Forgetting that he was still on the wall, he stretched out his hand and gestured, "...I checked later and it turned out to be blood. The thief was using horse blood as a lure behind him. We were driving at night, and the darkness would hide us."
The maid was stunned, feeling like she heard something but heard nothing at all. She just stared blankly at the young man on the wall.
The young man put his arms on the wall and looked at Cheng Jiaoniang.
"I'm reading the Records of the Secret Forest Zhaishi. What book did you read it from?" he asked with some curiosity.
What book?
He asked what book he was reading?
The maid felt her ears were buzzing and her eyes were dizzy.
"..The Prosperity Record of the Great Zhou Dynasty."
"...Oh, do you still have this book? I'll go back and look for it. You can also read the Records of the Jungle Zhaishi. It's very interesting and interesting..."
She heard the two people's questions and answers, and she could understand the words of the questions and answers, but she always felt that they were far away and close at the same time, both real and illusory.
"Sister Banqin."
Someone shouted, reaching out and pushing her.
The maid suddenly came back to her senses.
It's a bright summer day, the bamboo mats in the courtyard are clinking, and there's no one on the wall.
She hurriedly turned around and saw Cheng Jiaoniang already sitting in the room, and Banqin was handing him hot water.
"...How about we make cold food and eat it?"
They talked in low voices.
"Sister Banqin, why are you in a daze?" Brother Jin asked, rubbing his nose and grinning, "I've never seen you in a daze."
The maid glared at him.
"So, where is that person?" she asked, looking up at the wall again.
Dreaming?
"Let's go." Brother Jin said easily and casually, holding up the bow and arrow in his hand, and shot towards the corner with a swish.
The bamboo arrow landed crookedly on a clump of green bamboo.
"Don't just play, the firewood in the backyard must be chopped well." The maid raised her eyebrows and warned.
Brother Jin turned around and curled his lips, then ran away with his bow and arrow.
The maid then turned around and looked towards the hall, then couldn't help but look back at the wall.
That's it, it's over?
Do you believe it?
How is this possible? Are you kidding me?
Who would believe it if it is read in a book?
He, he must have other plans! That’s right!
It's too dangerous here, they need to find a way to avoid it quickly.
The maid lifted her feet and stepped up the steps.
But, for someone as smart as your wife, do you still need to remind yourself?
She thought that when she was in Jiangzhou, the old man asked her to go to the Cheng family. Someone told her privately that he was a fool. Go and ask around on the streets of Jiangzhou. Children of any age would know that the rich and powerful Cheng family had a fool.
Son.
She met the girl named Banqin, but the girl told her that she was not a fool.
Whether you are a fool or not, no one else can say for sure, you have to see for yourself.
In total, she has been watching for more than half a year. No matter what happened in the past, the Jiangzhou fool she served was really not stupid. If she had to say stupid, he was very wise and foolish.
It seemed like someone tapped her on the arm.
"Don't be afraid. If you listen to my wife, you don't have to be afraid of anything."
The maid turned her head and seemed to see the girl named Banqin who was following Mrs. Zhang smiling at her.
Yes, there is nothing to be afraid of if you follow the lady and listen to her words.
Everyone is killed. If you kill, you will kill. What else is there?
The lady has a kind heart, but she is definitely not soft-hearted.
The maid held up her skirt and walked slowly into the hall.
"...We still have a quail at home, how about making the quail soup from last time?" she said with a smile.
"It's too greasy, why not fry it?" Banqin looked back at her and said with a smile.
Prince Jin'an entered the palace with brisk steps.
"After all, this matter was done thoroughly and confidentially." The chamberlain who followed behind wiped his sweat and whispered, "Your Highness, please don't take such risks again in the future."
"I'm just returning the favor once. What are you afraid of? It's not like you have been living in that house every day." Prince Jin'an said with a smile.
"It's good if Your Highness thinks so." The chamberlain hurriedly said, "When Your Highness leaves the palace next year, you can go wherever you want, but it's too dangerous to go out now."
Prince Jin'an sat down, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared, replaced by a cold expression.
"Perhaps, some people think that I won't live until that time." He said.
The atmosphere inside is solemn.
"Your Highness, we will never make the same omission as last time." The chamberlain said in a low voice.
"It doesn't matter, even if there is an oversight like last time, I will not live a good life." Prince Jin'an said, sitting up straight and raising his chin slightly, with a bit of arrogance and coldness, but not as warm as before in front of others.
Hearty, "My life is better than theirs. Look, if there is such a huge mistake, someone will fall from the sky and make up for it for me."
He thought of the woman who so boldly waved him over, leaned so close, and spoke in a low voice to a stranger like him.
"Last night, the wolves were attracted by humans," she whispered.
The corners of Prince Jin'an's mouth raised slightly, and the coldness on his face immediately dissipated.
"Your Highness, do you believe what the lady said?" the chambermaid asked in a low voice.
"It's credible." Prince Jin'an replied without hesitation.
Why?
Reading? Written in a book? So simple?
"Your Highness, I'm going to find Dazhou Fansheng to bring you here." He said in a low voice.
"No need." Prince Jin'an said, "She didn't lie to me."
Why so sure?
The chamberlain looked at Prince Jin'an and asked in his heart.
"Because, compared to lying to others, it feels better to save people." Prince Jin'an said, smiling again.
The waiter was stunned.
What is this?
"Oh, by the way, who do you think she is?" Prince Jin'an asked.
Speaking of this, the waiter sighed again.
Naturally, they went to inquire about their background, but the prince didn't even have time to listen to their detailed explanations, so he went to see them instead of meeting them. He said everything that should be said and shouldn't be said.
By acting so recklessly, I don’t know whether I am treating myself as a fool or the other person.
But I was really right.
"Your Highness, this lady is a fool from Jiangzhou..." he lowered his head and said.
There was no one outside the palace door, but there were people vaguely guarding the surroundings, preventing anyone from hearing the whispers in the room.
This fool from Jiangzhou has nothing to say. The first fourteen years of his life were all blank, and the chamberlain finished his story in a few words.
"There are no twists and turns in her story. She is naked and exposed in front of others. It is just gossip on the streets. Everyone knows it." He whispered, "It's just that the illness is strange, and the people are also strange. According to the Chen family's inquiry,
We have indeed encountered something, but he is not a god, he should be an expert hermit. It seems that the Chen family has already heard about it and is looking for that person. Your Highness, should we look for him?"
The prince of Jin'an County seemed to be in a trance, so the servant had to ask again.
"Why should the Chen family go to the trouble of looking for us? Just pick up something ready-made." He waved his hand and said, leaning on the table and resting his head thoughtfully, "He is indeed sick."
He said and laughed again.
"You see, she never tells lies," he said.
The chamberlain twitched his lips.
He never tells lies. How could there be such a person in this world? His Highness is also the same. When it comes to Mrs. Cheng, she becomes a little weird.
This thought flashed across his mind, and he couldn't help but feel startled. The description of the stunning woman in the Daci Palace at that time appeared in front of his eyes.
The most indispensable thing in the palace is beauty, but this beauty is different from other beauties. You can't say how different it is. It just makes people want to look at it, and then they want to get closer and explore, but they don't dare to blaspheme.
She is obviously just a teenage girl, dressed in plain black and without a single piece of jewelry, so why does she look so dazzling?
Your Highness is now sixteen years old. Others at this age have already discussed marriage or are preparing to get married.
"What's her name?" Prince Jin'an suddenly asked.
The waiter was startled.
"We won't know until we change the Geng Tie." He blurted out.
The prince of Jin'an County looked at him in astonishment, and the servant looked embarrassed.
"I mean, only family members know a woman's name. You can't ask her rashly." He lowered his head and murmured to cover up.
The prince of Jin'an County nodded, not paying attention to the strange behavior of his chamberlain.
"I know this, but she must have a name." He said.
"Yes, yes." The chambermaid cheered up and nodded hurriedly, "Cheng's Jiao Niang is a nickname given by her grandmother, also called Jiao Jiao'er."
Jiangzhou, Chengjia.
The servants, wives and girls inside and outside came and went with anxious and anxious expressions. Two little girls were hurriedly walking down the corridor with medicine bowls in their hands, but they turned and bumped into an older girl.
"You're blind and you're stupid." The older girl cursed, took the medicine bowl from the younger girl's hand, turned around and hurried towards the door.
The paper door was half opened, and Mrs. Cheng's slightly anxious voice came from inside.
"...What do you want? Shiqi, don't worry, tell me calmly, my aunt will find it for you..."
"I want that Jiao Jiao Er's painting!"
The Seventeenth Young Master, who was lying on the couch with plaster on his face, shouted, pretending to cough weakly.
"Aunt, otherwise my illness will not be cured..."
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