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Chapter 706: Identity

The fact that Xie Songhua went to the palace to treat Mrs. Huayang was not widely spread.

Mainly because Mrs. Huayang's illness itself was not notified to the outside world.

The people at Taiyuan Hospital did not give instructions and absolutely did not dare to spread the news to the outside world, so only a few people knew about it.

Xie Qionghua already knew it.

Jun Mo Zui has their own news channels.

"That Princess Huimin has been angry with her for a long time, and now that she is involved in it, I'm afraid that Mrs. Huayang's illness is not that simple."

Two days ago, Xie Qionghua was dragged by An to see each other again. Xie Qionghua was in an extremely unhappy mood and had been too lazy to move much for the past few days.

Seeing her lazy look, Aunt Huanxi frowned displeasedly, "Speaking of my eldest lady, I know that you have a different status, and I don't dare to use the rules of our building to pressure you, but how many days have you been like this?"

On stage?

There are two or three regular customers who have told me before that they will live in our building forever if they no longer hear your piano."

"Then just stay!" Xie Qionghua showed no concern at all, "One or two of them are so old, and they are talking nonsense like mountains and rivers. If they are not afraid of embarrassment, what should I be afraid of?"

"You..." Aunt Huanxi was quite angry, but facing the woman in front of her, she couldn't do anything. Then she suddenly smiled and said, "That's all, you are not mine anyway.

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"But..." Aunt Huanxi said while asking people to tailor the clothes, "Didn't you say that you don't care about your cousin who came here halfway? You didn't spare any effort to help her before, but now you are just being beaten.

It's been difficult for someone to enter the palace once, is it worth talking about like this?"

"Hey, the world is boring!" Xie Qionghua became more and more lazy, sitting in the recliner like a cat, "These people coming and going are all boring, and it's not easy for me to get like this.

A sister who is somewhat interesting."

Knowing that she was telling the truth, Aunt Huanxi didn't expose it, "Mrs. Huayang has a great reputation, but that was in front of today. I owe her a favor today. If it hadn't been her at that time, the person sitting in that chair today might not know it."

Who is it!

But now that the dragon's body is not in good condition, and this problem has lasted for such a long time, the prince's position is now becoming more and more stable. We don't know when, we will have to change the reign title!

Naturally, the prince would not treat Mrs. Huayang harshly, but she was not stupid. Once the emperor and courtier, how could she continue to maintain such a respected status?

Moreover, as long as the relationship between the Crown Prince and Prince Chen is unclear, she will not dare to offend others randomly, so you can rest assured that no matter how loud she is now, nothing will happen to your cousin."

Such a national event, even directly mentioning the change of throne.

Aunt Huanxi, the person in charge of a brothel, speaks so freely, which is really a bit audacious.

However, Xie Qionghua's expression remained as usual, as if he had long been accustomed to her words and deeds, but he was actually interested in some of the things she just said. "Auntie thinks... the Holy One is really going to die soon?"

Although such things are normal from Aunt Huanxi's point of view, there are other people beside her.

Xie Qionghua glanced at the woman taking Aunt Huanxi's measurements, and realized that the two people there looked so natural.

Then he suddenly realized that Jun Mo Zuili, a little tailor, was actually Aunt Huanxi's confidant.

Aunt Huanxi looked at her with a half-smile, "You are so brave. Fortunately, you come from such a family. Didn't I even teach you what things should not be discussed?"

Xie Qionghua shrugged as if it didn't matter, "What's the point! I never talk much at home! If my aunt feels that I shouldn't talk like this in the building, I won't say anything later."

Aunt Huanxi's eyes stayed on Xie Qionghua's face, and she seemed to be sizing it up for a long time. Then she suddenly smiled and said, "You girl, it's so easy to get fooled!"

Xie Qionghua did not respond, but she was thinking that she could say a few more words. But to her disappointment, Aunt Huanxi changed the subject and asked about the rehearsal progress of everyone in the piano room.

After the tailor went down, Xie Qionghua lay in the recliner and talked to her about serious things while watching her dressing up in front of the mirror over there.

There was nothing special about this situation. She was already very popular with her aunt and often stayed in her house.

However, Xie Qionghua had not looked at Aunt Huanxi's room too carefully before.

She has always thought that if a person like Aunt Huanxi could sit in such a seat, she would not be short of money, and she would be immersed in such an environment all day long. Not to mention music, chess, calligraphy and painting, I am afraid that even the classics and history collections could be compared with

People talked for half a day.

I quickly accepted the elegance of this room and became accustomed to it.

But for some reason, Xie Qionghua seemed to suddenly become interested today. He carefully looked around the room inside and out, and then discovered the problem.

This house was indeed as elegant as she imagined. There was no place that was not exquisite, but there was nothing excessively noble.

The most important thing is that if you look carefully at these furnishings, there is a sense of just rightness everywhere.

Exquisite but not showy, clumsy but not simple.

She suddenly remembered a saying she had overheard before, that Aunt Huanxi had joined the profession halfway and had a fiancé before.

Such stories are very common in brothels, and Xie Qionghua naturally thought that she was one of those millions of poor women.

Later, I saw that she had a lot of insights into the affairs of the court, and also knew that she had a big backer behind her. Jun Mo Zui was absorbing the news from every room in the city all the time.

Then she subconsciously thought that she was taken in by someone after taking over Jun Mo Zui.

But now it seems that this is not the case at all.

She calculated the time and had a guess in her mind.

"Why are you looking at me like this?" Just as Xie Qionghua's thoughts were changing, Aunt Huanxi in the mirror suddenly raised her eyes and looked at her, "I have stopped accepting guests a long time ago, let alone female guests."

Xie Qionghua rolled his eyes, "You are so beautiful."

It was still the same joke as usual, but when he said it, even Xie Qionghua himself felt a little embarrassed.

She simply stood up and said, "It's boring. There seems to be something going on at home. I'll go back and take a look! My surname is Xie after all!"

Staggering towards the door, I put my hand on the door frame when I heard Aunt Huanxi's voice chasing me out from behind, "No matter what you think of, you must remember the rules in our building."

There didn't seem to be anything wrong with this, but saying such a specific word at such a specific time was enough to make Xie Qionghua break out in a cold sweat.

Aunt Huanxi put down the hosta in her hand and looked at the back figure in the mirror at leisure, with a slight smile hanging from the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

That doesn't mean her mood at the moment, it's just a professional habit.

Probably because she noticed something strange about Xie Qionghua, her smile finally became a little more real. Then she Shi Shiran stood up, dragged her long skirt and slowly walked to her side, looking at her with extremely bright eyes, "You got in there on your own."

This is my building, and I like her temperament.

Over the years, as I thought at the beginning, you have never spoken out about things in the building on your own initiative. This is a very good quality, and you must continue to maintain it."

Xie Qionghua finally recovered from her emotions. She turned her face, showing a rare serious expression, and looked into Aunt Huanxi's eyes, "So, Aunt, have you ever taken advantage of my identity? Have you ever taken advantage of me?"

Have you done anything by accident?"


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