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All matters are left to Duan Chengyu and Qi rou.

Gu Mingyan returns to the house with Cheng Shan uneasily. He misses the smile on Cheng Shan's face and Duan Chengxuan's clear eyes when he lies on his bed.

She carefully walked to the bedside and sat down. She felt the medicine bottle and pillow with great familiarity. She didn't think Duan Chengxuan always knew where her antidotes were.

Duan Chengxuan is obedient to her.

But Gu Mingyan didn't directly climb back to his original position this time. Instead, he raised his hand and pulled the fine cloth on his eyes. After a long time of entanglement, he lowered two arms and hugged them angrily: "it's not my fault. If I knew at that time that I would lose some memory, I would definitely support it with the plate."

Obviously, she was deceiving herself. But when she finished speaking, she became more and more depressed. She sat on the bed and used the toes of her shoes to touch the ground. After tilting her head, she got up and touched the desk. For a long time, she didn't spread the ink, but she did her own thing.

Duan Chengxuan lies on her side on the bed, watching her abandon herself and write on the paper with her little thumb stained with ink. She wrote about several pieces of paper. Then she touched them carefully again before putting them on the desk. She opened the door and called Chengshan outside: "Chengshan, I want to go to the kitchen. You remember to ask him to look at the things on the table when he woke up."

"I'll go with you."

"No, he'll go to see other women when he wakes up. You have to accompany him, or it's easy to show up." Gu Mingyan makes a silent gesture and grasps another waiter's sleeve and walks away.

When Chengshan opened the door and stepped into the house, Duan Chengxuan already held the manuscript on the desk and looked at it carefully. There were scattered ink dots on the desk. However, the words on the manuscript were rarely regular, which was just a few words.

"Go and see them. Don't show off."

"I know you're hurt, and I'm going to discuss with Duan Chengyu without telling you. You're not malicious, either."

"I don't care how many women you have around you, I only care how many women love you and are loved by you."

The words on these three pieces of paper are willful and arbitrary. The scattered ink dots are like stars falling on the heart.

On the last piece of paper, it was carefully written: "in fact, I want to leave you by my side and deal with all kinds of things by myself, just to satisfy my little selfishness."

I don't know why I still press a small fingerprint in the corner.

Whether she is frank or pretending to be coquettish, the woman unconsciously takes off her disguise layer by layer, but unconsciously, she voluntarily raises her skirt corner and pulls up her cuff, steps into the abyss named Duan Chengxuan, and even wants to protect one of his princes from the wind and rain.

The wound of the arm is itchy, and the pain that is scattered all over the four limbs is appeased at this time.

Putting down these manuscripts, Duan Chengxuan whispered, "when I fell asleep yesterday, did she see the wound on my arm?"

"I haven't seen it." Cheng Shan shook his head, but it was like thinking of yesterday, whispering: "but she remembered yesterday to avoid you carefully, so as not to press your wound."

No wonder she curled up in the corner with her bedding in her arms when she woke up.

Duan Chengxuan raised his mouth a little and whispered, "I really should thank Qi rou."

"Now, do you want to go to the lobby first?" Cheng Shan looks up.

"Anyway, she can't see Ben Wang. Why don't you take a few steps later?" Duan Chengxuan raised his hand and asked his subordinates to change their medicine. Then he walked slowly to the kitchen.

The people in the front yard gather in the same hall. Even if Gu Mingyan squats in the kitchen, no one knows.

When Duan Chengxuan came, Gu Mingyan was sitting on the hay beside the kitchen door, holding a dry cake in his hand and eating it. At her feet were two plain steamed buns. The monks in the kitchen were bringing her a stool.

"Miss, you'd better sit on the stool."

"It's comfortable sitting on the hay." Gu Mingyan leaned against the wall and asked him, "are you afraid of such terrible things that happened yesterday?"

Several young monks nodded in succession, but a few chatted.

Seeing from a distance, Duan Chengxuan watched the little monks being asked by Gu Mingyan, but they were speechless. Then he heard Gu Mingyan chuckle and go to get the steamed bun. He couldn't help asking Chengshan next to him, "where is she like a rich lady?"

"Today's lords are not like kings." Cheng Shan hands the cloak directly to Duan Chengxuan.

Since when, the king Jing, who was served by people from morning to night, has been gone. In those days, the arrogant King Jing, who didn't pay attention to his servants' lives, was buried in the dust. Now, the king Jing is calm and capable, never shirking his duties and family relationship that hasn't been clarified for a long time, facing his elder brother's preferential treatment, and those princes' cold eyes.

Turning to leave, Duan Chengxuan raised his hand and put on his cape. His voice was cold: "it's hard to go down the mountain at this time, but it's better to explore the bottom of each family."

Chengshan orders people to stay and look after Gu Mingyan.

When Duan Chengxuan came to the lobby, all the women except Qi Rou looked at him.

If it was not for Ji Shu's inconvenient action, she would just jump into Duan Chengxuan's arms and say how scared she was before. Duan Chengxuan didn't care about it. She just sat on the main seat and glanced at the three people in front of her one by one. She whispered, "the assassin killed himself, but told me one thing."

"What's the matter?" The Gu Mingyan first opened in a low voice.

"Between you, but one betrayed the king."

When the voice fell, Qi Rou's pen in her hand stopped, raised her eyebrows and looked at him: "what the LORD said is true?"

Duan Chengxuan nodded seriously and stroked the handrail with his fingertips. Chengshan's eyes narrowed slightly outside the door. He walked quickly into the hall, half knelt on the ground, and his head hung down: "the man killed by the explosion is a dead man kept by the royal family."

"Royalty!" Ji Shu is the first to cry out.

Dongfang xuan'er and Gu Mingyan are stiff, and their faces are unbelievable.

"How could it be so! Is it someone who covets the Lord that you are about to... " Before she had finished speaking, the servant girl beside Ji Shu had pulled her sleeve, so she quickly covered her mouth.

Dongfang Xuaner looks at her with hatred for iron and steel. Duan Chengxuan thinks that this season Shu is stupid. She raises her hand and rubs her painful forehead: "what else?"

"The tattoo on the back of the assassin is the family emblem of Dongfang family, which was not changed in those years, but its appearance is similar to that of Gu Sheng, the son of prime minister Gu." Cheng Shan's eyebrows are frowning, which is true.

In this way, even Dongfang Xuaner and Gu Mingyan are involved. Only Ji Shu will show her feet.

Duan Chengxuan's face was gloomy, and his eyes fell on Qi Rou's body: "these women's dependents of the king should be taken care of by Princess Zongping. After the matter is solved, the three ladies can step out of the hall."

"Don't worry, uncle Huang." Qi Rou's eyes are shining.

The fishing has just begun.