"Everything is fine," Chu Miao'er responded with a smile, "Sister, I often miss Aunt Hong."
Aunt Hong snorted and smiled a little reluctantly: "If she misses me, how come she doesn't come to see me even after a year and a half? I know that girl's temper best. She must still be complaining about me back then.
Don’t let her go.”
Huyin grew up in Manchunyuan since she was a child. If she wanted to leave, it was probably the time with Fu Yanshuo.
"Aunt Hong..." the waiter outside the door called softly.
"That's all," Aunt Hong turned her eyes and said with a smile, "It's not good for Manchun Court to have a murder happen in broad daylight. I'll go down first and comfort the other guests, and then come to apologize to the prince and princess in person."
Just as Chu Miao'er was about to respond, the waiter said cautiously: "Aunt Hong, Master Lin said that Manchun Courtyard will be closed for half a day, and now the guests have left one after another."
"She wants to jump down on her own. What's the matter with Manchunyuan? This Master Lin is really serious." Aunt Hong just said it without really blaming her. She just listened to the private joking tone, which showed that she and Lin Musen had a good personal relationship.
Seeing that the young man outside the door was extremely anxious and could not speak loudly, Chu Miao'er smiled and nodded, and said softly: "Let's go down with Aunt Hong. If a murder occurs for no reason, even if it's just a show, the government will
We will also close the Manchun Courtyard for half a day. This is also an act of justice. Why don't we find another teahouse to chat for a while, and Aunt Hong will give them a day to rest?"
After hearing this, Aunt Hong walked around Chu Miaoer a few times, then looked at Fu Yunqi, who was silent next to her, and suddenly chuckled: "The relationship is good, and I have been blessed to have tea with the prince and princess for eight lifetimes.
"
The Manchun Courtyard was lively and bustling when they arrived, but it was deserted when they left. Chu Miaoer was led out by Fu Yunqi, and saw that the gate had been surrounded by officers and soldiers.
"Sir Lin," Aunt Hong, who was in front of her, stopped and called with a smile when she passed by Lin Musen, "I will accompany the fourth master and his wife to sit in the front teahouse. I will not bother you today."
Her tone was as relaxed as if she was not involved. Everything that happened today had nothing to do with her. Chu Miaoer couldn't help but be a little impressed.
"This is what a young person should do." Lin Musen said with a flattering smile.
Inadvertently, through the tightly guarded gap, Chu Miaoer saw the white figure lying in a pool of blood. She was shocked and quickly turned her head away.
Seeing this, Fu Yunqi turned sideways calmly, blocking her sight in his arms, lowered his head and said softly: "Don't be afraid."
After hearing this, Aunt Hong in front pursed her lips and smiled, swaying her round fan lightly and fanning her head every now and then. Her every move and smile exuded charm and elegance, which attracted a lot of people's attention.
"Hey, isn't this Aunt Hong from Manchun Yuan?" As soon as he entered an elegantly decorated teahouse, the boss looked up and came forward with a smile, "Why does Aunt Hong, a busy person, have time to patronize my little restaurant?"
A small teahouse?”
As he spoke, his eyes glanced behind him from time to time. The two of them had extraordinary bearings and graceful postures, and he had a general idea in his mind.
"Fourth Master, madam, let's go to the private room upstairs," Aunt Hong glanced at him but ignored him, turned to the two people behind her and said.
Everyone in the street knew that a life had happened in Manchun Hospital today. The business was closed for half a day. Shopkeeper Zhang really had nothing to say and was being smart.
Seeing that she didn't take him seriously at all, shopkeeper Zhang was not surprised. Instead, he smiled and stepped forward to guide him more enthusiastically. The waiters in the store got out of the way when they saw a few of them.
"Shopkeeper Zhang, go down first after you get the tea. It's a bit inconvenient today." Aunt Hong turned around and blocked the shopkeeper who wanted to enter, and said with a smile.
"This..." Shopkeeper Zhang wanted to say something more, but he shut up under the cold looks from Fu Yunqi, and quickly ordered his servants to make tea. Seeing the closed door, he felt very puzzled, what was he with this person?
I have known Aunt Hong for more than thirty years, and I have never seen her take such care of anyone. Could it be that this is another big shot from Kyoto?
"The sun is really coming out in the west." Shopkeeper Zhang shook his head, turned around and went downstairs.
I guess shopkeeper Zhang specifically told me that the waiter immediately stepped back after serving the tea, with his head lowered and not squinting.
"But you're scared?" Fu Yunchi held her hand in his and gently pressed her palm as if to comfort him.
Chu Miao'er witnessed a large living person disappearing in an instant, and she still felt a little frightened in her heart.
Seeing this, Aunt Hong stood up and said solemnly: "This time it's all my fault for being careless and frightening the princess."
"How can you blame Aunt Hong? If someone had arranged it secretly in advance, this kind of thing would be impossible to prevent," Chu Miao'er said with a faint smile, "Besides, the prince and I were not injured, so Aunt Hong doesn't need to blame herself too much.
It actually caused trouble for Manchunyuan."
After hearing this, Aunt Hong sat down slowly, shook her head and sighed: "As soon as Huyin left, after so many years, I still couldn't find Ruyi's piano girl. Then a few days ago, Hongyu suddenly came with a piano on her back.
She said she wanted to enter Manchunyuan. Seeing her resolute attitude, I softened my heart and asked her to play a song. Unexpectedly, I actually saw the shadow of Huyin from the past in her..."
"Did she come here not long ago?" Fu Yunqi caught the key point and raised his head and asked.
Seeing his solemn look, Aunt Hong nodded honestly and said affirmatively: "Yes, she must have come in the first few days of this month. At first, I was a little worried that she was unwilling to serve the guests, so I sent someone to follow her. However,
She is quite skilled at what she does, and she always responds to her customers' requests for boudoir matters. In just ten days, many regular customers have asked her to stay with her at night."
Regarding her words, Chu Miaoer couldn't deny it. Manchunyuan is just a brothel, and the women in the brothel naturally have no right to make free choices, let alone keep their own innocence. After all, not everyone can become the second Huyin.
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But such a noble woman is willing to sacrifice her body just to assassinate Fu Yunqi?
"She is the daughter of a traitor, and surviving in this world is a gift." Fu Yunqi's simple words dispelled Aunt Hong's doubts, and also eliminated Chu Miao'er's doubts.
The three of them chatted for several hours, until the sun set in the west and the sunset covered the horizon. Fu Yunqi declined Aunt Hong's offer to send them back, and after saying goodbye to her, he held Chu Miao'er's hand and walked slowly on the road.
"If I remember correctly, it happened to be the second day of this month when you entered the palace to bid farewell to the emperor, right? If we count the days, it was exactly fifteen days since we left Kyoto." Chu Miao'er calmly analyzed, "In this way,
Did this Hongyu come to Manchunyuan after you entered the palace?"
"Yes, it's just that," Fu Yunchi searched in his mind for a long time and said doubtfully, "it's just that there were only the second brother and the emperor brother in the palace that day."
Only Fu Yanshuo and Fu Deyou? It definitely couldn't be Fu Yanshuo, so wouldn't it be just him? But at this moment, Fu Yunqi gave up her suspicion.
"It's not the imperial brother." Fu Yunqi said firmly.
At first hearing his tone, Chu Miaoer was puzzled, but then she suddenly remembered what he had just said and seemed to understand a little bit. She asked in a low voice: "What crime did the Wu family in Kyoto commit that led to the execution of the whole family?"
?”
If she heard it right, Fu Yunqi should have sighed.
"Wu Hongyu was originally a noblewoman in Kyoto, and her father was a minister. However, when the emperor's brother ascended the throne, Wu Gang scolded her face to face for not being worthy of his position, which made the emperor very embarrassed. So he not only ordered Wu Gang's death, but also
Wu Hongyu was sent to the military camp to work as a military prostitute. As for how she escaped, I don’t know. There must be someone behind it."
Chu Miaoer simply thought that Fu Deyou was just a little stupid and couldn't believe that he could be so cruel.
"A person who hates him so much will definitely not be used by him, so there is someone else behind this." Chu Miao'er said lightly, "The person who ordered the assassination of Aryuna is definitely not him."
The assassination of the young Khan of Dongjue would definitely not be done by the king of a country. This is obviously an attempt to sow discord between the two countries and aggravate the misunderstanding between the two countries that were originally pretending to be harmonious.
"The people behind the scenes are becoming increasingly unbearable, and the truth is about to emerge." Fu Yunqi glanced at the prosperous scene in front of him and sneered.
After returning to the inn to rest for a while, Baitao and Tingfeng played and joked along the road and walked upstairs leisurely.
"I told you not to buy so much. When have you ever used these rouge and gouache when accompanying your wife?"
"You care about me, huh, I think you just care about the money in your wallet."
"Auntie, I have lived to such a great age and finally received a reward, so why don't you allow me to feel distressed and distressed? I didn't even cover my money bag, it's already at the bottom."
"If it weren't for me, would Fourth Master have given you so much silver reward?"
The bickering between the two people was getting closer and closer. Chu Miaoer looked at Fu Yunqi with his eyes bent and smiling. This pair of happy enemies really didn't want to spare each other.
"How could it be because of you? It's obviously me -"
Baitao stopped suddenly, causing Tingfeng who was following closely behind him to almost fall over.
"Baitao, what are you doing?" Tingfeng noticed something was wrong as soon as he opened his mouth. He walked around Baitao and leaned forward, only to see the two people sitting in the middle of the room. He smiled bitterly and said, "Prince and concubine, why are you coming back today?"
So early?"
When Chu Miaoer saw Baitao lowering his head and evading his eyes, while Tingfeng smiled with his white teeth exposed, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and chuckle, and joked: "What? You still wish that the prince and I would not come back. You and Baitao are so good
It’s a cool day, right?”
"Princess!——" Baitao took a step forward and muttered softly, showing her shyness.
Chu Miao'er could only give it up and stop teasing him. If he continued to joke, it would be counterproductive. He had to find an appropriate opportunity to help the two of them break this layer of paper.
"Tingfeng, go and tell your second brother as soon as possible and ask him to be careful about the situation in the palace." Fu Yunqi calmly ordered.
"Yes," Tingfeng responded immediately, then asked after a second thought, "But what new discoveries did the prince make today?"
"Go if you are told," Fu Yunchi said coldly, "There are really more and more nonsense these days."
After the two left, Chu Miaoer came forward and asked with a smile: "Why didn't you tell Tingfeng about the attack on us today?"
"It's of no use if he knows. Everyone is dead, and there is no evidence to prove the death, so we have to let the second brother start from the palace." Fu Yunchi led her to the window, looking at the bright moon hanging on the branches, thoughtfully.
At this time, the moon is bright and the breeze is clear, and the weather will be good tomorrow.