Chapter 8 Heart-to-Heart

The two sisters held hands and talked about many things that happened after their separation.

Qingzhu also knows about the recent hardships that the eldest sister has suffered. It turned out that Youzhu knew the news of his mother's death and wanted to return to China to pay tribute, but he was ruthlessly refused by the Queen Yan on the grounds that the crown princess was a daughter and could not go out easily. Later, his father rebelled and was imprisoned, and his situation plummeted. The servant directly pointed the finger at him. If it hadn't been for Yan Dan's order not to embarrass the wife, I'm afraid he would have died several times.

At this point, Qingzhu was a little unfair, "Sister, sister, I think you should be superior to that waiter regardless of appearance or origin. How can you let her be a unruly woman take the lead?"

Youzhu smiled sadly, "The prince doesn't like vulgar women like me. I heard that Zhen Shiren is a famous talented woman who writes good words, and is best at imitating people's fonts."

"I heard that she was born as a girl. Where did she learn calligraphy?" Qingzhu is puzzled.

"The second sister spoke in a low voice, with ears across the wall, beware of making trouble," Youzhu lowered her words, "People say that she was originally a maidservant in the small building of the moon, but Zhen waiter was very disgusted with this and denied it. Rumor has it that she once served a talented lady and worked as a reading girl, and naturally made a lot of progress in calligraphy and painting with such a young lady.

"Inviting Yue Xiaozhu?" Qingzhu seems to have heard of this place somewhere.

"That's a mansion in Nanqi, which was given to the current saint by the king of Qi. The emperor always went to that courtyard to recuperate," Youzhu continued. "It's not surprising that the second sister forgot what happened in the past, but when the eldest brother always went there, he seemed to be very familiar with the people in the house."

"Who is that lady?" The woman who can live in the palace of Yanhui must be a relative of the imperial family.

"No one knows that it seems to be a pair of siblings who were kindly taken in by the emperor. They seem to be very mysterious. Once the emperor went on an expedition, and the queen took the prince to Xiaozhu to live for a few days. Because of this, the father and mother had a big quarrel. Since then, their feelings have become more strange. That is, since then, Her Royal Highness and Zhen's servants have known each other. After living in the prince's mansion for more than a year, he was stained by these tongue-chewing women, and his ability to gossip is increasing day by day.

"Is Queen Yan going to catch the traitor?" Qingzhu was sensitive and full of reverie, "Is it that the emperor and that lady are selfish?" Who would believe that the king of a country will adopt outsiders who are not related to him at will?

"Don't talk nonsense," Youzhu covered Qingzhu's mouth nervously. "Someone said that, but I always feel that something is wrong."

"If Zhen's waiter is really the maid there, she must know this." Qingzhu's deafening analysis said, "From her unwillingness to admit this, there must be some amazing secret in it."

The two chatted until the sun went down before Qingzhu reluctantly left.

When he returned to Nianzhuzhai, the sky had just been dark, Xiao Nian was busy cleaning up the dust, and Qingzhu went through the recent events in his mind.

Qin Zheng was injured and disabled, and he was poisoned again. If he can't get the antidote, I'm afraid there will be little time. We must find a way to get therapeutic drugs from Yan Dan's hands, and there can't be any more delay. Whether it's soft or hard, try it.

Put your hand into your arms, take out the white porcelain bottle with body temperature and put it in front of your eyes. Do you really want to use the despicable means of medicine? After thinking for a long time, I finally couldn't bear to put the medicine bottle back. I had no choice but to do so.

At this time, someone outside reported loudly, "Your Highness, let's eat Nian Zhuzhai tonight, and the little girl will prepare for it."

In a short time, the maids came in from the outside and put a large table full of dishes on a delicate table, which was appetizing. A maid smiled and said, "Miss Lu, Your Highness has asked you to eat first, and the prince will arrive later."

Qingzhu held his chopsticks and looked at the delicious food in the seat. He remembered the situation when she and Qin Zheng had eaten together. His heart was sore and picked up a piece of bamboo shoots. He put them in his mouth without knowing the taste. He did not look up and said faintly, "It tastes really good."

"That's natural," the little girl was extremely pleased. "This is specially prepared for you by His Royal Highness the kitchen. These should be your favorite dishes!"

I didn't expect her to say this. Qingzhu picked up the rice bowl and picked up the rice in his mouth and said, "What's your name? How do you know that I like this taste?

"The maid Xiaotian is the maid of the prince's palace. She has been in the house for many years. The prince used to like spicy food. Since he met you, he has changed his taste and only eats light food with less salt."

It turns out that a person's taste can be changed. He is slowly adapting to her, but she slowly forgets him. Because she has long forgotten her past tastes, past hobbies, and even the years of love.

"What are you talking about?" Yan Dan always appeared at the door in an elegant posture, like a piece of jade, revealing the brilliance of the bright moon. "The food is also to the taste. I remember that you used to like to eat bamboo shoot slices most, and you specially added this dish."

Qingzhu lowered his head, his expression was waveless, and he didn't answer. He just tried his best to pick up the food.

Yan Dan only said that she was shy and embarrassed and stopped asking questions.

Although Xiaotian was young, she was very eye-catching. She hurried to serve the prince and then withdrew from the door.

There were only two people left in the room, which was surprisingly quiet, and only the slight sound of teeth chewing the food could be heard.

Yan's face remained unchanged, as if inadvertently asked, "Zhen'er been here today?"

"Hmm."

"She, did she say anything?"

"That's not true, but she seems to be afraid of my appearance. I think I'm notorious in this house!"

With a "bang", the silver chopsticks in Yan Dan's hand fell on Xiaoji, a little annoyed and looked very sad. "Zhumei, according to our past feelings, do you think I will slander you?"

"Your Highness has always been capricious," without the slightest awareness, Qingzhu narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him coldly, "Otherwise, he would not have seen strange thoughts before the marriage." To be honest, she hates the man in front of her. If it weren't for his coldness and betrayal, the real Lv Qingzhu would not have committed suicide. Maybe she is still a policewoman in modern society, busy and happy every day.

"Zhumei, can you listen to my explanation about this matter?" He frowned and meditated silently, but he couldn't help staring at each other with prayerful eyes.

"There is nothing to explain," the woman raised her eyes quietly, and her voice was faint, with a sense of alienation that she didn't want to hear anymore. "The past has become a fore, and the fate is only in one thought. Yan Dan, let go!"