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He held the child in one hand and dragged the stick with the other. The clothes on his body had been soaked by mud and rain, and his wet hair stuck to both sides of his face. He was in a miserable state.

She threw away the wooden stick and walked towards Mrs. Chang step by step, her white lips trembling slightly.

Chang looked at her and stepped back unconsciously, "What do you want to do?"

He didn't speak, and knelt down in front of her with a bang, crying and begging: "Madam, I'm sorry for you, but I can't help it. Please save this child!"

"Haha, you almost killed my child, why should I help you?"

Mrs. He grabbed her sleeve and said plaintively: "Madam, I know you have great expectations for this child, but how can you easily believe that the phoenix destiny is just a strange power that confuses the gods?"

Chang has a flamboyant temperament. Ever since he learned that his baby was born as a phoenix, he has publicized it and told everyone about it, for fear that others would not know.

Listening to the sounds outside gradually dying down, Mrs. He said anxiously: "Madam, I won't let you help me in vain!"

After saying that, she hurriedly took out a gray handkerchief from her arms and handed it tremblingly to Mrs. Chang.

Chang did not answer, but stared at her warily: "What is this?"

"This is a token of Duke Yuguo's palace, and it is the maternal clan of the current queen. I use this jade pendant as a price, and I beg you to save this child!"

Mrs. Chang looked at the round and flawless jade pendant and considered it in her heart.

She was born a merchant and had been doing business with her father since she was a child. She could tell at a glance whether the jade pendant He took out was genuine or fake.

The sound of fighting outside the courtyard gradually became quiet while Chang was thinking about it.

Seeing her delay in making a decision, Mrs. He put the jade pendant into her hands, stood up with the child in her arms, without any hesitation, overturned the candlestick, and the flames fell on the quilt, and instantly a high flame rose up, covering the original

The dark room suddenly lit up.

"Are you crazy?!" Mrs. Chang stared at her in shock.

Mrs. He stood there with her child in her arms, her back turned to the firelight, her face dark and unclear, but her tone revealed a determination to die.

"Madam, please remember, you must not take out that jade pendant unless absolutely necessary. I can't repay you for today's kindness. I can only repay you by being a cow or a horse in the next life."

Mrs. Chang stared at her blankly, watching her gently place the child on the water-soaked quilt.

She whispered: "Madam, there is a secret passage behind the wardrobe in your room. Please take your child and leave quickly."

"how do you know?"

He didn't explain, but stuffed her and the two children into the closet, "Madam, leave quickly!"

Mrs. Chang opened her lips, but before she could speak, the cabinet door was slammed shut, blocking out the scorching firelight.

Through the gap, she saw He being stabbed by the black-clothed assassin. She watched the assassin pick up He's swaddling clothes that had been placed on the quilt, then raised the knife and dropped it. The swaddled child ended this brief moment before he had time to cry.

's life.

Mrs. Chang was so frightened that she lost consciousness. She looked at the two children in her arms and burst into tears.

The newborn child, perhaps sensing his mother's sadness, frowned and burst into tears.

Mrs. Chang was suddenly startled, feeling happy and scared at the same time. She stood up against the wall and stumbled into the dark passage.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, mother is here."

A fire broke out on a rainy night and half of the Qingshan Temple, which had survived for centuries, was burned down.

Most of the monks and maids and women were killed by swords, but the only people who died in the fire were He and a swaddling baby.

When Jiang Liu investigated this, he believed that the He family must have handed over the real Miss Yan family to the Chang family, and that the boy who died in the fire was just a cover.

"Your Majesty, my subordinates believe that it is very possible that Mrs. Chang escaped with Miss Yan."

But as soon as he said the words, he felt something was wrong. If the Chang family really ran away with Miss Yan's family, then why had no one ever heard of the Ling family having two daughters?

After thinking for a moment, Fu Mingjue said: "Go and investigate again, find all the insiders from that year, and interrogate them one by one."

When Jiang Liu heard this, he couldn't help but feel troubled: "Your Majesty, there are not many people who knew about it back then. Most of them were exterminated by the Queen Mother. If I want to find out where the Miss Yan family has gone, I'm afraid I have to ask the Chang family in person."

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"Since we can find out Mr. Chang, do you think others won't be able to find out?"

The Queen Mother hated the Yan family so much that if she had known that the Chang family had rescued Miss Yan, she would have definitely sent someone to get rid of her.

Fu Mingjue smiled sarcastically: "Since He died in Qingshan Temple in the end, we will go to Qingshan Temple to investigate and don't miss any clues."

"My subordinate understands."

Jiang Liu paused and asked again: "Your Majesty, do you want to reveal the information we found to Sun Fuzhi?"

"No need for now," Fu Mingjue said, "Let him be more careful in the palace."

"yes."

The carriage drove slowly on the bluestone street and stopped before it got far out of the palace.

Jiang Liu opened the curtain and looked along the crowd, and saw that the restaurant in front was crowded with people. When he caught a glimpse of the three characters "Qianzhen Pavilion", he suddenly realized, turned around and said to Fu Mingjue: "Your Majesty, it seems that today

The day the Princess Restaurant opened."

Fu Mingjue turned his head slightly, glanced briefly, and then withdrew his gaze.

Seeing his silence, Jiang Liu felt a little embarrassed and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, do you think we should go and support him?"

Fu Mingjue sat there steadily, closing his eyes and concentrating, and then said inexplicably: "There are one hundred thousand taels of silver notes in the drawer."

"Understood, I'll go right away!" Jiang Liu understood and happily opened the drawer and saw that there was indeed a stack of banknotes inside.

Here, after the opening ceremony, Ling Youyao walked through the back door and quietly entered the fourth floor of Qianzhen Pavilion.

The fourth floor was a place she set aside specifically for herself to settle accounts and read books. There was a stage on the first floor, next to a jewelry shop and a painting and calligraphy studio. There were private rooms on the second floor to entertain guests for meals. The third floor was a tea room and a private room.

Yu Jingjing.

Ling Youyao looked at the antique study room and felt very satisfied.

"My slave has decorated this place according to your preferences. I know that you like to read books now, so I had someone specially build a bookshelf for you, as well as the soft ones over there."

Lu Bao introduced them one by one. As he was talking, a person suddenly walked in from outside -

"Madam, something serious has happened!"

Lu Sheng was out of breath running and was holding something in his hand.

Ling Youyao turned to look at him and asked, "What's wrong?"

Lu Sheng gasped and said, "Madam, I was busy entertaining guests in the lobby, and for some reason, a military man with a knife suddenly walked in and stuffed something into my hand without saying a word."

As he spoke, he raised the things in his hands.

Ling Youyao took a closer look and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, "Good guy, that's a hundred thousand taels of silver!"

Who is so generous?

Xiaoqi looked arrogant: Who else could be so wealthy and wealthy besides me?
Chapter completed!