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It smelled like medicine.

But how could it be medicinal fragrance?

Wasn't his scent usually the scent of ink bamboo?

Suddenly, she remembered the first time she saw Su Nanxing.

However, the man from last night …

The smell on his body was the same as his usual scent; it was a faint scent of black bamboo.

Lin Xuecha frowned slightly as he glanced at the man sitting beside her on the plum blossom wooden chair. He looked a little confused.

The grinding speed in his hand could not help but slow down by a few dozen degrees.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, but none of them made sense.

With his hands constantly grinding, Lin Xuecha blinked his eyes, shook his head, and threw away the things he couldn't figure out.

She withdrew the glimmer in her eyes and the speed at which she was grinding returned to normal.

However, Su Nanxing placed the red brush in his hand on the ink stone.

After closing the document, he stood up.

Hearing movement, Lin Xuecha could not help but look up.

She stopped and looked towards Su Nanxing.

Su Nanxing looked at her for a long time, frowning slightly, his cold lips pursed up slightly, looking a little strange.

Lin Xuecha did not understand and asked him, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Su Nanxing was silent for a long time, then said, "Go back to your residence first, tomorrow, this king will come to pick you up."

So he was talking about this.

Lin Xuecha's brows slightly loosened. She had thought that he had thought of something that was bad for her …

That look of hesitation almost scared her to death.

Without much thought, Lin Xuecha nodded.

She leaned over and placed the object in her hand on the inkstone.

A faint scent of black bamboo assaulted her nostrils as her eyes flashed.

After that, she blessed Su Nanxing slightly and acknowledged him.

Su Nanxing waved her sleeves, then stood up.

Then, he turned around and walked out of the study.

Just as Lin Xuecha stepped out of the study, he nodded to her, and after bowing slightly, he brushed past her and entered the study.

Lin Xuecha looked back at Qian Wu and heard a female voice.

His voice was urgent, unsteady, slightly shaky, and faintly tinged with a hint of breaking.

She slightly raised her eyebrows and turned around. Suddenly, a weight appeared on her body.

"Princess, princess …" "Poor princess, it's a good thing that the princess is fine, otherwise this servant would not be able to live and this servant would not be able to live …"

Lin Xuecha pushed the woman who was hugging her away forcefully, "I'm not dead yet, what are you crying for?"

It was better if she didn't say anything. Once she said it, the woman hanging on her body cried even harder.

On the road back to our residence, we discovered many corpses today. I heard that from top to bottom of their bodies, all of them had their throats cut off, and most of them were killed in one move.

Princess, you don't even know what kind of status our palace has right now? Even the Emperor himself sent guards to surround our Marquis Anping Palace tightly, making it hard for even a fly to fly inside!

"Also, there are two more men in my courtyard. They say they are the personal attendants of the princess that the emperor bestowed upon them. This matter has already attracted the attention of the emperor, so the situation must be very serious. Your servant ran all the way here, afraid that something might happen to you …"

At the end of her sentence, the woman almost burst into tears, without any sense of propriety.

Lin Xuecha listened to her quietly and fell silent.

She patted the woman's shoulder and comforted her.

"Stop crying, this is not the Marquis Anping Palace. His Highness doesn't like women the most, so hurry up and hold back your tears, otherwise, if His Highness is unhappy, you won't even have the chance to be on tenterhooks."

The moment she finished speaking, the air suddenly quieted down.

She still had tears in her eyes as she stared at Lin Xuecha.

Lin Xuecha had always admired her for her easy and unrestrained crying skills.

However, the two of them had lived under the same roof for ten years, so she was very clear about Ting Zhu's personality.

Generally speaking, Ting Zhu would not do something that went against etiquette.

In these ten years, it was only when she was in so much pain that she had to shout out "cold" the first time she came here, that Ting Zhu would finally hold her with his eyes reddened.

Ting Zhu Sell himself and enter the Marquis Anping Palace, so he knew more rules than her.

She was a humble servant girl with a lowly status, and she had always been the most confident.

Therefore, she had never dared to hug her in such a public place.

But now, he didn't care about the rules and summoned up his courage to act presumptuously …

Thinking about it, she was really frightened.

Lin Xuecha's heart softened.

She patted the back of Ting Zhu's hand and turned around. As she walked out of the residence, she asked her a question.

"Earlier, you said that the throats of those who were killed were all cut open by someone with a single fatal strike?"

Ting Zhu wiped the tears off his face with his sleeve, "I heard that it's like this, I didn't go and take a look."

She really didn't have the courage to look …

Lin Xuecha nodded and asked again, "How did you get out, and mother agree?"

"That's right. Madam wants me to come visit the princess. She said that I have been taking care of her for many years. If she is injured, it would be good to have someone I know in close proximity to take care of her."

She had even specifically instructed this servant to thank Zi Hui verbally first. If not for her, the princess would probably … Even if this servant here doesn't have Zi Hui, the princess will have her own pride, and there will be a noble person who will save her! "

Lin Xuecha slightly paused in his steps.

However, her walking speed was extremely slow. After pausing for a moment, it wasn't too obvious.

Thus, Ting Zhu did not notice anything strange about her.

What made Ting Zhu curious was that Lin Xuecha followed up with a question.

"Zi Hui's martial arts are really not bad. If I didn't have her protection, I really wouldn't have been able to return home alive."

There was nothing wrong with using such a phrase.

However, why did his tone sound so cold?

After entering the study room, Qian Wu took a glance at the medicinal soup that was left to the side to cool down.

He walked over and poured the soup into the pot.

Afterward, he picked up the tray and carried it out of the study along with the porridge.

The man in the room was sitting on a wooden chair with his hands clasped on the desk.

His gaze was fixated on the document that he had just closed and then opened.

Normally, there was not a single word about where he should write at.

Just now, when she was here helping him study the ink, how many times had she wanted to use the brush but she didn't?

Because, I don't know how to write it...

Not long later, Qian Wu placed the tray back onto the table.

Just like Lin Xuecha's, the tray had warm porridge and thick black medicinal juice.

Qian Wu placed the tray in front of Su Nanxing.

He glanced at the documents on the desk and raised his eyebrows unexpectedly.

Today, his master had a lot of things to take care of.

Half a day had passed, and he hadn't finished a single task yet. However, he didn't see his master, so he revealed an anxious expression.

On the contrary, there was a slightly satisfied smile on his face.

and...

His master seemed to be in an extremely good mood.

He did not even need to open his mouth to persuade her before he picked up the soup and gulped it down without batting an eye.

Qian Wu raised his eyebrows in surprise, but didn't dare to ask any further.

Seeing Su Nanxing being so cheerful and in such a good mood, he suggested.

"Senior An said that Master's internal injuries have yet to heal, so Master should not use force during this period."

His master's body was weak to begin with.

In addition, after many years of being watched by that person and being consumed by him after being poisoned, his body was in an even worse condition.

Presently, his family's master had gone through great pains to cure himself of the poison, but had instead suffered a backlash of inner strength. His vitality was greatly damaged, and he almost couldn't keep his life.

Therefore, Master should never use force in the near future!

It was also a taboo to use force.

But last night …

"This King knows his limits."

Su Nanxing took the brush and wrote a few words on the document. Then, he casually said one sentence and asked about another matter.

"Tomorrow, do you know who will go to the Grand Guanyin Temple to pay respects to Buddha?"

"According to the rules of the past, the Eastern Palace Crown Prince and the Fifth Prince are definitely going to attend. There are also the Imperial Censor Li Churan and the famous beauties of the various big families.

I heard that Miss Baili begged the empress for a chance to leave the palace and also went to the Grand Guanyin Temple. That second daughter of the Marquis Anping, Princess Luo Xi, who was rumored to be divine in the Capital City, will also go along with her.

Qian Wu frowned, "Eleventh Prince heard that Princess Yuexi and Mistress would go together to pay their respects at the Grand Guanyin Temple, and had requested for an imperial decree to be issued.

"But esteemed wangfei failed to make a poem out of it and rejected it. Even now, the emperor has yet to give a definite answer."

When Lin Xuecha returned to the Marquis Anping Palace, it was exactly as Ting Zhu had said;

Within ten steps, there would be one person, standing on guard with his sword in hand.

She circled around the Marquis Anping Palace before returning to her courtyard to rest.

On this day, perhaps seeing the old emperor so nervous about Lin Xuecha, the Marquis Anping's Wife did not say much.

He didn't do anything to make things difficult for her and even sent her many tonics.

Afterwards, besides the half-dead Third Madame who hadn't expressed her goodwill towards her, everyone in the estate treated her with more respect and more care.

Seeing that, Ting Zhu was grinning from ear to ear, and directly said that Lin Xuecha was reaping benefits from her misfortune.

Even Zi Hui curled his lips.

Lin Xuecha didn't have much of a reaction though.

Her eyes were cold and her fingers tapped on the round wooden table beside her. The words she spat out were extremely clear.

"It is good to profit from this misfortune. However, if it is too good, it might not end up as good fortune …"

Her tone was extremely faint, but it was so faint that it caused one's heart to tremble.

After Ting Zhu heard this, he did not dare laugh anymore.

Zi Hui lowered his head and poured Lin Xuecha a cup of hot tea and passed it to her to drink.

Lin Xuecha looked at her indifferently and received the teacup.

she asked. "I have something I don't understand, and I'd like to ask you something."

Zi Hui's brows twitched, and he breathed in lightly, "Princess, please ask."

"I don't know how long it will take for you to stay by your highness' side, but I want to ask you, when your highness returned to your Capital City, did you also feel unwell and take the medicine for the soup?"

Hearing that the matter she mentioned was not what he was thinking, Zi Hui relaxed slightly.

She said respectfully, "When His Highness returned to the capital, he was indeed not feeling well. Under Senior An's persuasion, he barely managed to drink a few days' worth of medicine."

Lin Xuecha took a sip of the tea, the expression in his eyes bland.

"When his majesty was teaching me, I don't think I've ever seen him use medicine before …"