It was dark at night, and the lights in the remote courtyard were bright, but there were not many people waiting on them, and there were vague guards surrounding the place to isolate it.
In the room, Miss Jun had already sat down, Zhu Zan was still standing, and Xueer was kneeling on the ground tremblingly and raising her head.
"Are you really a ninth-year-old princess?" she asked in a trembling voice.
Miss Jun looked at her and smiled.
"I took away the fire sticks in the teahouse back then," she said. "I'm really sorry for causing you to be scolded by Grandma Zhou."
Not many people in the prince's womb knew about this trivial incident that happened in the tea house, unless they were the parties involved.
Xueer raised her hands to wipe away her tears.
She didn't know whether to believe it or not, but she didn't know what to do now that she called out her name, told about Bing'er, and told Jiang Yanbao.
"Princess, you are so naughty." She said, then she fell to the ground crying and kowtowed repeatedly, "It was my slave who hurt you, my slave who hurt you, I shouldn't tell Bing'er, I shouldn't tell Bing'er too much,
Otherwise you can live well."
Miss Jun smiled.
"I am living well now," she said, "and living better."
Xueer just cried bitterly.
"You still don't know what's going on." Miss Jun looked at Zhu Zan, "You know when I prayed for my father to leave the palace, right?"
Zhu Zan said oh and continued to turn his head and look aside.
"I heard it." He said in a low voice.
"Actually, I didn't go to pray for blessings and live in the royal temple." Miss Jun said, "I went to follow the medical doctor Zhang Shen. The person you saw at home who taught you how to play chess was not the follower of Shen Zhang.
He is Doctor Zhang."
Zhu Zan said oh and looked at her.
"That's it." He said.
The chess game was cracked and Runan understood his gaffe when he saw it.
Miss Jun briefly talked about her study of medicine.
"So my father's illness has been cured. He will not die from the illness. Only Bing'er and Xue'er know about this." She said, looking at Xue'er who was still crying on the ground, "Later, I was in the palace.
I met Bing’er there.”
At this she smiled.
"You all know what happened later. I died of illness, and Bing'er also died of illness."
Xue'er cried even louder, and finally knelt forward, grabbed Miss Jun's skirt and kowtowed repeatedly.
"Your Highness, it's all the slaves' fault." she cried.
Miss Jun stroked her head from behind.
"We are all right, it is not us who are wrong." She said, "Don't cry."
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"Then what happened to you?"
After being comforted for a moment, Xueer asked in a trembling voice, raising her head and looking at the woman in front of her.
This strange woman.
"I don't know either." Miss Jun said and glanced at herself, "I thought I died and woke up as Jun Zhenzhen. This is because God has eyes and wants to give me justice."
Xueer kowtowed repeatedly.
"Yes, yes, Your Highness." She cried again, "Your Highness, I am willing to testify, and I will testify."
"Don't be stupid, what are you going to do to testify now?" Zhu Zan said in a muffled voice.
Miss Jun also smiled.
"You will testify, but not now." She said, "Just wait in peace."
Xueer nodded in response and said yes.
There was silence in the room for a moment.
Miss Jun looked at Zhu Zan, who was secretly looking at her. Their eyes met and she quickly looked away.
Did it scare him?
Miss Jun smiled.
"If there is anything else you want to ask, you can ask me." She said, and then thought of something, "Ms. Xiao and Qingshan Jun, you have probably guessed it. They are my master, the family of Divine Doctor Zhang."
Zhu Zan groaned, his eyes wandering wildly.
"Speaking of my master, there are more stories." Miss Jun said, starting to speak and then stopping, "But these have nothing to do with you, so I won't mention them."
Zhu Zan said oh again.
Seeing Zhu Zan who was no longer as smart and talkative as before, Miss Jun smiled.
"If you have no other questions, go and rest first," she said.
Zhu Zan said oh, turned around and left.
It was so neat and tidy that Miss Jun didn't react. She looked at Xue'er who was still kneeling on the ground.
"Xue'er, you go too. Just like before, do whatever you have to do, just pretend that what happened today didn't happen." She said.
Xueer bravely looked up at her.
"I know what I said tonight is too weird." Miss Jun looked at her, "But I believe you, Xue'er, can do as you always have. Bing'er is dead, and none of us can die. We all have to live well.
"
Xue'er nodded vigorously, and her originally panicked eyes gradually became firm.
Everyone left, and only Miss Jun was left in the room. She sat on the chair without moving. After a long time, she took a long breath and raised her hand to turn off the lights in the room.
The night is dark and the lights are dim.
There was the sound of footsteps, and the guards on night patrol immediately looked over with vigilance. Before they could see clearly, they heard a cry of pain.
Zhu Zan hissed and breathed in cold air, stretched out his hand to press his forehead, and felt dizzy and couldn't help but bend down.
"Your Majesty, are you okay?" The guards gathered around and asked with concern.
How to hit a tree well?
Is the prince drunk?
Even if he is drunk, the prince is not the kind of person who can't see the road clearly and bump into trees.
Zhu Zan lowered his head and waved his hands.
"It's okay, it's okay, I'm looking for something." He said in a low voice, "You guys, let's go."
So you were looking for something?
The guards held up their lamps and looked under the tree. Is there anything here?
But if Zhu Zan didn't take the initiative to say it, they wouldn't take the initiative to ask.
"Your Majesty, do you need a light?" a guard asked.
Zhu Zan waved his hand.
"No, no, no," he said, still bending over as if looking for something, "Let's go."
The guards no longer hesitated to salute and walked away.
It wasn't until these people walked away that Zhu Zan raised his body, reached out and pressed his forehead again, and hissed twice when he touched the bruised area.
Not knowing what to say, he cursed and stood there in a daze.
Where is this?
He frowned and muttered.
It's really embarrassing. Why are you so confused and staring?
The pain on his forehead gradually made him wake up. Thinking of what had just happened, he couldn't help but inhale and exhale forcefully.
Chu, Jiu, Ling.
She is Chu Jiuling.
With a flutter, Zhu Zan shivered in fright, and with a strange cry, a night bird flew over his head.
"Damn it." Zhu Zan cursed again and wiped the sweat from the tip of his nose.
He felt that he should think of something, but he didn't know what to think. He stood under the big tree in a daze, and the night drowned his figure.
Birds chirped overhead, and dew dropped from the swaying branches and leaves on Zhu Zan's face. He woke up with a start, and saw the morning light in his vision, and it was already dawn.
I actually fell asleep sitting here.
I thought I had a sleepless night, but I actually slept so deeply that I didn't even have a dream.
Zhu Zan scratched his head and thought about what happened last night. Could it be a dream?
How could you have such a ridiculous dream?
He sat blankly for a moment and got up and walked around. He heard sounds from the school grounds in the distance. His father continued to practice martial arts all year round.
Zhu Zan quickened his pace, and as soon as he reached the school field, he saw two people shooting arrows.
One is his father Cheng Guogong, and the other is Fang Chengyu.
"Your Majesty is here." A female voice came.
Zhu Zan turned around and saw Miss Jun walking over. Their eyes met and she smiled slightly.
What to do? What to do?
Zhu Zan's mind was in confusion, he turned around and ran away.
"What's wrong with the prince?" Fang Chengyu asked in confusion.
Miss Jun smiled.
"Maybe you're hungry," she said, looking at Duke Cheng Guo and changing the subject, "Master Guo, is Chengyu's archery okay?" (To be continued)