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Chapter 4 Two generations of sake

When he woke up again, Zhang Qingjiu found that he had changed to a different place.

The clothes have also been changed. They are no longer dirty and stained with blood, but are soft, delicate and slightly fragrant.

Different from the deserted and quiet environment when she came here, here there are antique curtains, the refreshing fragrance of goose and pear tents, and the complicated and exquisite golden nanmu bed, which is elegant to the extreme.

From the memory of the original owner, we learned that the royal family's blessing ceremony lasted for three days. This is a special courtyard specially prepared for the ministers and family members to rest during the royal blessing ceremony in Yunxia Mountain.

Moving his fingers, Zhang Qingjiu found that his body could not exert any strength, and his head was also very dizzy.

Zhang Qingjiu sighed and resignedly accepted the fact that there was no way he could save himself.

I think that in order to become the number one deduction master in mainland China, Qingjiu spent many years either living in poor mountains or living in remote mountains and old forests.

While others are eating well and drinking spicy food, she makes porridge and bean sprouts; while others are drinking and dancing, she is reading and practicing; while others are loving and affectionate, she is single!

Just before he was about to achieve enlightenment and live a free and unrestrained life, he was assassinated and his body was turned into ashes by lightning and his soul was scattered.

After going around in circles for hundreds of years, the soul was about to completely dissipate between heaven and earth. Fortunately, it met the original owner, the sacrificer.

But after all, he has been wandering in the world for too long, and even such a powerful method of sacrifice cannot recall all his soul.

Zhang Qingjiu frowned and lifted up the sleeve of his left hand. On his jade-white arm, two silk-like traces, one red and one purple, snaked upward from the wrist, revealing an indescribable feeling.

Weird.

As expected, Zhang Qingjiu sighed.

People have three souls and seven souls, but she still has one soul and one soul outside her body. Her ability to live well now relies on the protection of the method of sacrifice.

But if she continues to be unable to gather her soul together, and when these two threads spread to her heart, she will lose her soul again.

Fortunately, there is no end to the road. If she read it correctly, her soul should be in...

"How can I wake you up?" Just when a charming face appeared in Zhang Qingjiu's mind, a delicate voice filled with disgust and anger came in along with the sound of the heavy door opening.

"Didn't your mother teach you to knock on the door when entering other people's rooms?" Zhang Qingjiu slowly lowered his hands and sleeves without raising his head, "What I gave birth to is what I gave birth to."

From the memory of the original owner, we learned that Zhang Qingcha's mother was a concubine in the palace, and her ability to go from being an actress to what she is now is not a bad idea.

Because of her delicate and soft body, she was favored by Prime Minister Zhang, and her status was once equal to that of the original owner's mother.

The original owner's mother was often so angry that she was depressed and silent, and she was exhausted mentally and physically because of her daughter's affairs. This concubine now even got half of the housekeeper's rights.

Naturally, a daughter is more valuable than her mother. In addition, Zhang Qingcha is good at acting and has won the favor of the prime minister. Her life in the mansion is better than that of the original owner, the legitimate daughter!

"You!" Zhang Qingcha didn't expect that he would be treated so arrogantly by Zhang Qingjiu as soon as he came over, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhang Qingjiu raised his head and glanced at the person standing beside the bed.

Looking along her position, I realized that it was already dark outside. I didn't expect that she would immediately feel dizzy at night, and I didn't know what happened during the day.

Thinking of being cut off at the last moment, Zhang Qingjiu was so angry that his liver ached, and he couldn't help but yell: "What am I? If I were you, I should get away as far as I can at this time. Don't think that I am today

I haven’t exposed you and the Eighth Prince because I’m afraid of you, so let’s sing our drama slowly.”

Since they agreed to the original owner, there is no way that the Eighth Prince and Chacha will let them go no matter what.

"You think you can make everyone look at you with admiration by confusing right and wrong today. It's me who is performing the blessing ceremony at the blessing ceremony today!" Chacha had never experienced this kind of anger, and her chest heaved up and down.

It was originally planned well, but in the end not only did the person in front of him do nothing, but the Eighth Prince was also reprimanded in front of His Majesty's ministers.

After she fainted and everyone left, the Eighth Prince kept scolding him for being so brainless that he didn't even know which medicine to choose.

"Oh..." Zhang Qingjiu trailed off and nodded thoughtfully, "Then how about you tell everyone the truth and say that I didn't stop others from ruining the blessing ceremony, but you and the Eighth Prince drugged me.

What kind of bullshit Qin Tian Jian wants to put the blame on me?"

Being ridiculed by Zhang Qingjiu, Zhang Qingcha's face suddenly turned green and white, but given her 800 courage, she didn't dare to say another word now.

Zhang Qingcha stamped his foot hard, and finally laughed again as if he had remembered something: "How long do you think you can keep it secret? Do you know that you have already committed the crime of deceiving the emperor?"

After saying that, Zhang Qingcha raised his chin, as if he was waiting for something good to happen.

"How do you say that?" Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows with a smile on his lips.

Zhang Qingcha, who originally thought she would panic, saw that she was so calm and calm. He was about to jump, but as if he remembered something, he smiled sweetly and said: "His Royal Highness, I found out about today's blessing."

A thief broke into the grand event, and the search is still ongoing. Didn’t you say you knew how to count? So, I recommended you to His Majesty, waiting for you to show your skills and help His Majesty solve his problems."

Seeing Zhang Qingcha's triumphant look, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but smile.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince?" She was just thinking about how to find a chance to meet him, when someone unexpectedly gave her such a big gift.

Zhang Qingcha frowned. The man in front of him was laughing so hard that he felt very uncomfortable, but when he thought about seeing her being dealt with soon, he couldn't help but get excited.

As long as she finds a way to continue to ruin Zhang Qingjiu's reputation, even if His Majesty has decreed an annulment for Zhang Qingjiu, it can be said that this person is not worthy of the Eighth Prince. In this case, the Eighth Prince will definitely praise her.

.

Thinking of the sarcastic and inhumane prince, Zhang Qingcha said with a hint of schadenfreude in his tone, "Yes, your highness the prince!"

"That's just right." Once Zhang Qingjiu was sure, he immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed, regardless of the pain in his body.

"Why are you going?" Zhang Qingcha was stunned for a moment, but quickly realized, "Are you going to find the prince?"

"You care about me?" Zhang Qingjiu snorted softly.

I just won’t tell you where to go, and I’ll piss you off!

"Sure enough, you are just a wanton woman!" Zhang Qingcha was really angry and his tone was contemptuous.

Zhang Qingjiu took his time, put on the last black cloak, and stood up Yingying. Without Zhang Qingcha noticing, he suddenly approached her and said, "If I were a watery person, I would go to Goulan Courtyard to find aphrodisiacs like this."

The work is done in an unfashionable way, but it’s very honorable, isn’t it?”

"You!" Zhang Qingcha breathed out.

Zhang Qingjiu raised the corner of his mouth and was about to leave when he suddenly remembered something, turned around and said with a smile: "Chacha, do you know what you look like?"

"What's it like?" Zhang Qingcha clearly didn't want to reply, but his mouth seemed to be uncontrollable.

"Like a plant with water added." Zhang Qingjiu sighed, his tone was enigmatic, and he walked away with his hands behind his back.

Your Royal Highness, your person, my soul, I am here!


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