This was naturally made by cutting bamboo, but it was nothing. Unexpectedly, Murong Yu discovered it.
Her palms were white and tender, and her fingers were as beautiful as green onions. When those scratches appeared on them, they looked very dazzling.
Murong Yu smelled the faint medicinal gas coming from her palm and raised his eyes to look at her: "Have you used any medicine?"
"Yes." Ming Wuyou nodded, having come back to his senses now, "It's just a minor injury. It'll be fine in a day or two. It's fine that Your Highness likes that fan."
Murong Yu said nothing, silently let go of her hand, and said softly: "I will take it with me."
Ming Wuyou smiled slightly, "Then if His Highness likes this fan so much, can I mention a little thing to His Highness?"
"I have something I can't handle myself, and I would like to ask your highness for help."
Murong Yu raised his eyebrows, "What's the matter?"
"That's it." Ming Wuyou said evasively: "Some time ago, I realized that my life experience may be a bit secret. Fu Mingting may not be my biological father, so I sent my subordinates to investigate."
"But no matter how hard my people look, they can't find the woman Wen who delivered my mother's baby. There's also no news about the old woman who took care of my mother."
"I would like to ask Your Highness to help me check it out."
Murong Yu narrowed his eyes.
He didn't expect that Ming Wuyou would actually know that there was something wrong with his life experience?
In his previous life, when those rebels launched coups, Ming Wuyou didn't seem to pay attention to his life.
He had never doubted Fu Rou's identity.
What he didn't know was that Fu Rou only told her about her life experience after Ming Wuyou was imprisoned.
"Is that okay?" Ming Wuyou whispered, "For the sake of this fan, can your Highness help me?"
"..." Murong Yu came back to his senses. "Okay."
Even if she didn't say anything, he would definitely help her.
How could he let others impersonate her identity?
But when he looked at the fan in his hand, he felt a little depressed.
It turns out that Ming Wuyou did this just to ask for his help, not specifically.
He tugged at his lips, feeling a little bitter in his heart.
Murong Yu didn't want to eat his lunch either.
"I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I'll take my leave first." Murong Yu stood up, turned around and walked out.
Ming Wuyou was stunned.
When he regained consciousness and followed him out, Murong Yu had already gone downstairs.
Ming Wuyou frowned. It would be weird if she could believe that he really had something wrong. He must have left because he didn't want to stay with her.
But she didn't do anything——
Could it be that he was too proactive and forced him back again?!
Ming Wuyou thought that Murong Yu was too timid now.
Anyway, the progress in the past two days has been very fast, so let him calm down.
Now that Murong Yu has left, she doesn't need to eat lunch here.
Ming Wuyou took Caiyue to the boat shop and then went directly back to Ming's house, planning to spend the afternoon with his grandfather.
On the carriage, Ming Wuyou thought that with Murong Yu's ability, he should be able to quickly find the old woman Wen and the nanny who was serving her mother closely.
hope everything is fine.
…
Murong Yu returned to the hotel.
Aunt Bai came forward and saw that he was holding a fan in his hand. She was surprised and said: "When did your Highness like fans?"
"..." Murong Yu's hands tightened, and then he threw the fan on the table, "I picked it up."
Aunt Bai heard that his voice was a little deep and it was not easy to ask further questions, so she made tea for Murong Yu and prepared lunch.
Murong Yu watched the horse report in the capital with a sullen face. He was in a bad mood that day.
Leng Xiao and Leng Yun all held their breath and no one dared to touch Murong Yu's brow.
When he went to bed at night, Murong Yu's face did not look relieved.
He looked at the bright yellow tent ceiling with a gloomy expression, thinking a lot in his mind.
Ming Wuyou's voice seemed to ring in his ears.
"Your Highness, can you hold an umbrella for me?"
"Your Highness, I like staying with you. The ambergris on your body smells very good."
"Your Highness, would you like to have lunch with me?"
"I think Your Highness will look particularly good holding a fan."
"I'm waiting for you."
Murong Yu sat up suddenly, his face even more ugly.
He sat stiffly for a while, then suddenly stood up, took the paper fan that he had thrown on the table when he came back at noon, slowly unfolded it, opened and closed his lips, and murmured: "Ming Wuyou."
I originally thought that she was so proactive in getting closer to him because she liked him a little bit.
Now that I think about it, how could a woman as smart as Ming Wuyou be so attentive for nothing?
She is a businesswoman and never does business at a loss.
These were the exact words she told herself with a cold expression.
She probably just wanted to find out about her life experience, or maybe she wanted him to protect the Ming family in this corruption case, right?
No matter what, he will help her and protect her.
But my heart felt bitter.
She didn't mean to, but she made his heart start to move again.
Now how to do?
He is confident about everything and has a solution, but he seems to be always at a loss when it comes to Ming Wuyou.
Murong Yu closed his eyes for a while and called out: "Leng Xiao, please send someone to investigate the affairs of the former eldest daughter of the Ming family, Ming Ruo's personal maid and midwife Wen Po."
"My subordinate understands."
Leng Xiao responded and added: "Fu Rou has been staying in the Yun Family Hotel, and it's not easy to take action now."
Hearing the word Fu Rou, Murong Yu's expression turned cold, "Then wait, wait for her to come out - doesn't she still have to find the Jiangzhou governor to save Fu Mingting?"
…
The fifteenth will come soon.
Fu Rou had no choice but to go to Haitangwu to wait and see, hoping to see the Jiangzhou governor and rescue Fu Mingting.
Here in Jiangzhou, there are mostly wealthy businessmen in the south of the city, and there are alleys in the north. Haitangwu is in a narrow alley behind Shuangliu Lane, so it is not easy to find.
Fu Rou came all the way and secretly wondered how the governor of Jiangzhou could hide a woman in this place that was almost a slum. No wonder the wife of the head of the family couldn't find it.
Yun Zimo was following her inseparably now. He looked at the alley and frowned: "What are you doing here? Even the carriage can't pass."
"Dad told me last time that there is a cousin here." Fu Rou said with a smile: "My cousin and dad have a good relationship. I would like to ask my cousin to help take care of the other brothers and sisters."
Fu Rou said with a look of shame on her face: "Now that I am with my brother, I spend a lot of time in the south of the city, and I can't find the time to take care of him. Now I help run errands. Even though this place is not easy to come to, it doesn't really matter."
Yun Zimo felt that Fu Rou was really kind, so he praised her again and said, "You must come back to Beijing with us. Even if you can take care of her now, it won't last long. It would be great if there is someone you can trust."
The two talked for a while, but the carriage could not enter the alley, so it stopped at the entrance of the alley.
"It should be the one in front." Fu Rou pointed to the small courtyard with red lanterns and said with a smile: "Brother, I will go there by myself. Can you wait for me for a while?" This chapter has been completed!