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Most of what the storyteller said was loyal, filial, and righteous. Although there were also traitors and evildoers among them, even if they didn't end up with a reputation that had left them in ruins, they still wouldn't have a good ending.

This kind of story was good for them to deceive the common people. People like them, who lived in places where their rights were at stake, would only make life difficult for them if they believed it.

The air was filled with an unknown emotion.

"Alright, since the storyteller said that it's time to bid farewell to Jun Qianli, we'll stay here for now. If you don't leave now, we'll arrive at the Imperial Palace."

Li Hao replied easily.

Before her voice fell, Du Jinse was directly kicked out.

"Trash doesn't even know how to serve others."

Du Jinse did not mind, and almost rolled under the horse's hooves.

The wagon driver reacted quickly and used one hand to pull Du Jinse away.

Du Jinse's face was pale white, she waved towards the coachman and climbed down.

Li Hao opened the carriage's curtain and said with disgust, "Go back to the butler to get the ten whips."

Everyone looked at Du Jinse with sympathy.

Ten whips, a man half a life away.

Du Jinse stood by the side of the road with her shoulders hunched.

Du Jinse took a deep breath only after King Mo's group disappeared.

She was free.

The melancholy was gone.

Although the alarm had not been lifted, she no longer needed to carry Du Jinse's identity, and as she fought with the others, she felt that it was very good.

Du Jinse closed her eyes. As the young miss, there were people following Du Jinse in and out of the city, so it could be said that the Prime Minister Du doted on her and she had her own palanquin. However, she had grown up in the capital and was very familiar with the city.

From afar, the sounds of horse hooves could be heard. Du Jinse moved to the side.

As she got closer, the man's face became clearer. Du Jinse was startled, how could it be him?

"Thousand kilometers brother." someone shouted.

Du Qianli held onto the reins, and turned his head to wait for someone, just in time, not far from Du Jinse.

"It really is you. Even if I were to see you from afar, I would still think that I was mistaken."

Wan Lianyun stroked his beard.

"My father went back yesterday and had a relapse. He specifically called for me to pass on the paper."

Du Qianli pursed his lips, and started to speak.

Du Jinse looked at him. It seemed that he had grown quite a bit in one night.

That's right, there was still Du Jinse protecting him in the past, so who would protect him in the future?

"That's how it should be."

Wan Lianyun nodded.

Yesterday, if Prime Minister Du were to directly fall ill, it would inevitably fall into their trap.

It would be safer to ask Du Qianli to bring the infirmary paper today.

The two of them left side by side.

Du Jinse was lost in thought for a while.

Prime Minister Du was really sick, who knew if that was true or just faking it.

It was said that the Prime Minister Du doted heavily on Du Jinse, her daughter. Du Jinse didn't think that it was necessarily the case.

If he really doted on his daughter, how could he be stingy towards his daughter at the most helpless moment?

After walking two steps, Du Jinse stopped in her tracks. She vigilantly looked around, and reached out to pick up a bag.

If she remembered correctly, this bag was made for Du Qianli by Du Jinse.

Du Jinse opened her bag and took a glance inside, extending her hand to touch her face.

Du Qianli couldn't have figured out who she was, right? But she was clearly dressed as a servant now, and his ears were intentionally covered up, so this was the first time Du Jinse suspected his makeup skills.

Was it really that easy to see through?

After a while, no one came back to look for her. Du Jinse sighed, never mind, just think that Du Qianli recognized her and intentionally threw a bunch of silver back to her.

Where is the Zangxiang Pavilion?

Du Jinse was a young miss, and was not a man, so she would naturally not be clear about it.

Although Du Jinse really wanted to leave the capital immediately and go to the vast ocean and sky of her life, she knew that leaving at this moment would be equivalent to walking into a trap.

Du Jinse had also asked herself before if she was being overly suspicious, so she replied that she was being careful and that it might last ten thousand years.

Although she had only met Pu Zhu once, she still trusted her.

Furthermore, she had always believed that only by staying in the brothel would she be able to avoid the search of the various forces and obtain the information she wanted.

In no place could the news of the brothels spread faster than this.