The fortune teller laughed sadly: "Could it be that you did not cause the high priest to become what he is now?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu: "..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu's heart seemed to be pulled by something, and suddenly it hurt.

Zhuang Huaisen hurriedly said: "This priest has nothing to do with Xiao Yu. Xiao Yu, you should go back to your own courtyard first, and don't think about it."

Zhuang Minghao grabbed her arm and pushed her out of the door: "Sister, don't blame yourself, didn't you listen to the doctor's diagnosis, dad was poisoned, he was murdered, it has nothing to do with you.

Don't worry, with my brother here, I will definitely find out the person who framed our father. "

Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded, and walked out weakly, all the way back to her courtyard.

Yu Sui heard the footsteps, and hurried up to meet her, "Miss, what's wrong with you? Is the high priest better?"

"Father is much better." Zhuang Xiaoyu was sitting on a yellow pear wood recliner, holding the tea poured by Yu Sui in his hand, and asked: "Yu Sui, when you came down from the top of the snow-capped mountain that day, you stood behind me, you should have seen everything clearly." Chu, did my father roll down the cliff just to drag me?"

Yu Sui shook his head, but nodded again, "The high priest really wanted to pull you, but at that time I saw that he seemed to tremble...

I didn't see it too clearly at the time, but I always felt that Master Qingyun was standing by your side to protect you at that time.

The high priest has always been in good health, and his skills are also very good, so he wouldn't be so careless, he just wanted to help you, how could he accidentally roll off the cliff..."

Zhuang Xiaoyu nodded again, and said: "Yu Sui, if you want to say something important in the future, you can come to this bedroom and tell me, and when you leave this bedroom, you can say something insignificant."

Yu Sui: "..."

Although Yu Sui didn't know why, she still agreed: "Okay."

Looking up at Zhuang Xiaoyu's dignified and dazed eyes, he asked anxiously, "Miss, do you have something on your mind?"

"No, maybe I was overthinking." Zhuang Xiaoyu stood up, walked to the table, picked up the pen and ink, and began to write: "This letter, after I finish writing it, you find someone reliable to send it to the young master of the Min Mansion." In Min Rui's hand, I want to go to Qingyu Temple with Min Rui to pray for my family."

Yu Sui leaned over eagerly: "I'm going to write a letter to my ex-uncle."

Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her hand to grab the hair hanging down her ears, sighed helplessly, and corrected her: "Don't call Min Rui the ex-uncle in the future, although he is very good, it is really inappropriate to call him that. "

Yu Sui chicken nodded like pecking rice: "I understand, I understand, I will not bark in the future, so as not to be jealous when Commander Qin hears it."

Zhuang Xiaoyu raised her finger to poke Yu Sui's forehead.

Yu Sui grabbed Zhuang Xiaoyu's hand: "Miss, where is your jade bracelet, why is it missing?"

"Give it away."

"Who did you give it to? How can you give such a valuable thing to someone casually?" Yu Sui said angrily, "The girl in this mansion, even I dare not accept such a valuable reward, who else would dare to accept these things you gave me, Miss?" thing?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu couldn't help laughing: "It's not for the girl in the house, it's for Ah Yan."

"Give it to my uncle?" Yu Sui's eyes widened, "Can my uncle use this?"

Zhuang Xiaoyu said the wish on Lingquan Terrace again, and finally said: "When Ah Yan gets it back, I can put it on again. Why do you need to make such a fuss?"

Yu Sui suddenly realized: "No wonder I combed your hair this morning, miss, and a strand of hair at the side of your temple was cut short, so it was secretly taken by my uncle to make a wish."