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Chapter 2094 Saving people? No time to spare

Later, Gu Nuoer calmed down and thought.

She had never met Feng Ruoxin, so where did Feng Ruoxin's hostility towards her come from?

At first, Gu Nuoer guessed that maybe Feng Ruoxin was doing it for the Feng family.

After all, Feng Zhiyu was sent out of the capital by the queen's mother because he provoked her, and finally jumped out of the car and died on the road.

And Feng Ruoxin was adopted and taken care of by the Feng family, so she probably shared the same hatred.

But after Gu Nuoer thought about it carefully, she realized that Feng Ruoxin had other motives.

Xiaolu is the god of marriage.

She is only particularly sensitive to the relationship between men and women.

Therefore, Feng Ruoxin must be because of Ye Siming.

After Gu Nuoer figured out the relationship, she stood in front of the window and looked at the bright sun shining outside and the steam rising.

The girl has dark eyes.

She borrowed the secret guard Zhang Sui from Concubine Qiao.

"Brother Zhang Sui, help me check where this Miss Feng has been recently and who she has met."

After Zhang Sui left, Gu Nuoer held on to the window lattice, her black eyes clear and firm.

If all these things against her were planned behind Feng Ruoxin's back.

Then Gu Nuoer will never be soft-hearted and polite to her!

Soon, the matter of Feng Han was clearly investigated.

This is not a current epidemic, but an infectious disease comparable to wind and cold!

The symptoms are more severe than ordinary wind and cold. Although it will not kill people, it spreads quickly.

Ye Siming sealed the entire village and no one was allowed in or out until it was cured.

The old woman from before was in the most serious condition.

I was in a coma for two days and didn't wake up.

As the official responsible for the thorough investigation, Ye Siming has to stay in the village and cannot leave for the time being.

So Gu Nuoer would come to deliver meals every day and sit with him for a while.

Today is no exception.

In the village house, there are several delicious meals on the table.

It was Concubine Qiao who felt sorry for her son-in-law's hard work, so she specially asked the imperial kitchen to make it for him alone.

A whole pot of chicken soup is fragrant.

Yesiming tore off the tenderest piece of chicken and put it into Gu Nuoer's bowl.

"Eat quickly, or Hu Ni will come here later due to the smell." The young man said calmly.

Gu Nuoer chuckled: "I'm full! By the way, brother Siming, the second young lady of the Feng family, Feng Ruoxin, she..."

Gu Nuoer hadn't even finished her words. Ye Siming was enjoying the soup. When he heard what she said, he immediately took the initiative to explain.

"She has never been here, and I won't see her if she comes."

Gu Nuo'er was startled, then immediately covered her lips and kept smiling with her eyebrows curved.

"Why are you nervous? I mentioned her for nothing else. I just wanted to say that last time the villagers said the girl adopted by the old woman was named Ruoruo."

"Last time I asked Brother Zhang Sui to help investigate Feng Ruoxin, but we found that the time when Feng Ruoxin entered the capital almost coincided with the time when Ruoruo left the old woman's house."

Ye Siming's eyes were heavy: "In other words, the old woman may have adopted Feng Ruoxin."

"Then she was so seriously ill for almost a month, why is Feng Ruoxin fine?"

Gu Nuoer nodded: "This is also where I am confused. Well, by the way, Brother Siming, think about it carefully, have you ever saved anyone anywhere?"

"Save people?" Ye Siming shook his head decisively: "I don't have that spare time."

Gu Nuoer pouted: "Think about it carefully!"

She recalled what Feng Ruoxin said and tried her best to explain it to Ye Siming.

"For example, have you ever encountered a turmoil? Did you see a girl who was almost raped during the turmoil and then rescue her?"

Ye Siming stretched out his thumb and wiped the chicken shreds from the corners of Gu Nuoer's lips.

He wiped his fingertips with a handkerchief, frowned and recalled slowly.

"Does war count as turmoil?" he asked.


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