It was precisely because of this decision that she happened to miss the time with the person who was looking for her.
Luo Jiuli didn't sleep peacefully that night. In her dream, she was in the orphanage in her previous life. The original owner was holding the bloody baby body and looking at her sadly and begging for revenge. The man's deep pupils were in his dream.
Ask her if you killed the Snow Mountain White Eagle King.
"I didn't kill it!"
Luo Jiuli suddenly opened his eyes.
Outside the cave, the sun was shining brightly at this time.
I rubbed the corners of my sore eyebrows, and after I regained my consciousness, I thought of the man under the waterfall. I'm afraid he was recovering from his injuries. I didn't know what happened to him after all this trouble.
"I don't want to think about it anymore. He doesn't know who I am anyway. The road is facing the sky. If we go both ways, there will be no chance of meeting me in the future."
Luo Jiuli stood up. The robe was too long, so he cut off a large section with a scalpel, tied it around his waist, and strode down the mountain.
After leaving, she realized why Xiao Zhumo wanted to throw the original owner into another courtyard.
Why, it's so far away from the capital. It wasn't until dusk that Luo Jiuli wiped the sweat from his forehead and raised his eyes to see the city gate just around the corner.
In the back alley of Prince Zhao's Mansion, Luo Jiuli deliberately wiped the stains on his face.
After returning to the capital, she did not return to the Duke of Yiguo's palace. Instead, she found out that the original owner's father and eldest brother were training troops in Liyang, a hundred miles away from the capital.
This means that without the emperor's will, they cannot leave the camp without permission. The only one who can help her now is herself.
What's more, although the child was not her child and it was not heartbreaking, it was still a human life.
This body had been pregnant for six months, and she could not let the child and the original owner die in vain.
The screams of the original owner before death, the child's bruised corpse, were like the cuckoo's cries of blood and tears.
No matter what, she must find the child's body and let the child be buried in peace.
But she wouldn't be stupid enough to enter Prince Zhao's Mansion arrogantly. That would be like a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.
Luo Jiuli looked down at the dog hole covered with spider webs in the corner, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
At the same time, on the official road outside the capital, an extremely luxurious four-horse carriage made of precious nanmu slowly drove toward the capital.
"Master, a letter from Mo Han."
Outside the carriage, a guard dressed in black walked over with a thumb-sized bamboo tube in his hand.
One hand stretched out the car window.
The guard in black didn't dare to show any signs of neglect and hurriedly handed over the bamboo tube with both hands.
After a while, a cold and indifferent voice was heard from inside the carriage.
"Enter the city."
"yes."
The carriage started running smoothly.
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Inside Prince Zhao's Mansion, there are many lights and shadows, and there is a cool air in the backyard of the mansion.
Luo Jiuli's figure was quite nimble. Although he had no internal strength, he hid in the shadows of the trees, covering his body, and actually escaped the patrolling soldiers.
What Luo Jiuli didn't expect was that he would meet Grandma Sun wandering around at night beside a rockery.
This Nanny Sun was the wet nurse of King Zhao. She would hit and scold her original owner, but she was submissive to Yan Tinglian. To say how bad she was, she was even worse than Nanny Rong in Huan Zhu Ge Ge.
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"Yan Tinglian's lackey."
A cold light flashed in Luo Jiuli's eyes, he was calm and fierce, he stepped forward to strangle her throat like a ghost, put the scalpel in his hand against her neck, and dragged her into the rockery.
Grandma Sun was so frightened that she wanted to scream but couldn't.
"I want to call someone."
A sinister smile appeared on Luo Jiuli's face, with a hint of nonchalance, and the scalpel in his hand made an incision on Grandma Sun's face without hesitation.
The pain and fear immediately broke through Grandma Sun's Tianling Cap, allowing her to see clearly who the person in front of her was.
"I ask, you answer. If you dare to say one more thing, I will let you die without a burial place."
How could Grandma Sun dare to shout? She nodded crazily.
"Where are my two personal maids?"
The memory of the original owner is very clear. In addition to the old woman who assassinated her, the original owner also had two personal maids, Xia Xue and Qiu Xi. I just don't know if these two maids were also bribed by Yan Tinglian.
Grandma Sun turned pale in pain and said hoarsely:
"He died and was thrown into the lake by Concubine Lian."
The aura around Luo Jiuli instantly boiled with murderous intent, and she stared at Grandma Sun with squinted eyes.
"Where is my child?"
As soon as she heard the word "child", Grandma Sun's eyes suddenly showed fear, and her mouth that she was about to open slowly closed.
"Did not say."
A trace of bloodthirsty burst out in Luo Jiuli's eyes. She didn't talk nonsense to her at all. This time, the scalpel was directly close to Grandma Sun's eyelids. There was a sting and blood streaks slid down her eyelids.
Grandma Sun was frightened to death and trembling all over. She never knew that the princess could be so ruthless. She was obviously a docile lamb who was willing to be slaughtered.
"If you don't say anything, I will gouge out one of your eyes, cut off your hand tendons, strip you naked, and make you die without any shame."
"No, I said, I said."
Grandma Sun tried her best to tell Luo Jiuli that she didn't want to die, let alone such a humiliating death.
She had spent her whole life in Prince Zhao's Mansion, and was about to enjoy glory and wealth. How could she die at this time?