After a house full of cannon fodder read my voice, the whole family went crazy.

"I heard that gossip spreads faster than the wind in this capital city. The little Liuzi who is the gatekeeper of our prince, his family owns an inn. Although the location is not very good, some mysterious people often make appointments there. Let’s meet!”

"Really? I also heard Xiao Liuzi say this. What a coincidence!"

When Qiao Wanshu heard the first sentence, her ears stood up high.

But those two people seemed to be doing it on purpose. Instead of talking about serious matters, they started talking nonsense.

[Oops, why are you talking so much nonsense! Hurry up and get down to business! 】

Qiao Wanshu was a little anxious.

This place is relatively remote, so some maids and chamberlains would sneak here to hide and relax.

But now I am "hide and seek" with other palace maids. It has been a long time. If someone comes over and interrupts the people behind the rockery, then no one behind will be able to hear the gossip!

They say curiosity kills the cat, but who knew that the worst thing that can kill a cat is gossip that is half told and half left behind!

That's really torture.

Fortunately, after the two people talked nonsense, they finally brought the topic back.

"I remember that King Jing has always been rumored to have a habit of cutting off his sleeves. I heard that even now, he does not have a main concubine in the palace, but only has two concubines and a maid.

But he didn't have many heirs. I heard that he didn't even come to the door of his concubines and his wife. Wouldn't it be strange if he could have heirs? "

"Yes, who in the entire capital doesn't know about this rumor! This means good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles, right? But who would have thought that after such a prince came to the capital, he would actually have a private tryst with a woman!"

"What kind of woman is she? She can make even a prince who has a habit of cutting off his sleeves fall in love with her."

"Who knows? Anyway, I heard that that woman is not simple. She seems to be very beautiful!"

The more Qiao Wanshu listened, the more lost she became. She didn't notice that her little body was getting more and more crooked, and she was almost about to roll over the rockery and fall down.

"Little miss, little miss, come out quickly!"

There was a call, and Qiao Wanshu came back to her senses and wanted to move her position, but found that an unbearable soreness and numbness spread throughout her body, her hands and feet had lost all strength, and she could no longer feel even stepping on the ground.

[Oops, I’m numb! 】

Qiao Wanshu secretly sighed, her little body was out of control and she fell down the rockery.

"Oh my God, little lady!"

After the exclamation, a figure flew over and held Qiao Wanshu tightly in his arms.

Qiao Wanshu closed her eyes tightly, originally thinking that her butt would be broken into eight pieces this time.

But after waiting for a long time, she didn't land, and she didn't feel any pain.

"Why, are you reluctant to open your eyes?"

A familiar voice sounded above her head, causing Qiao Wanshu to open her eyes instantly.

She was fully nestled in the Ninth Prince's arms, held firmly.

But she just stared at the Ninth Prince blankly, seemingly not reacting at all.

[It’s not that I don’t want to answer you, it’s just that I’m still numb. When I open my mouth, tears will fall! 】

Only she knows how uncomfortable Qiao Wanshu is now.

My whole body is obviously numb, but the feeling of being hugged tightly again...

She would rather fall than feel like being eaten by thousands of insects and ants.

A smile flashed in the eyes of the Ninth Prince. He held her hand and started massaging it gently.

[Xiao Shuer, you want to stay with me temporarily, but what do you think is missing? What else should be added? 】

"It's fine here, don't want it anymore."

On the surface, Qiao Wanshu acted unconcerned, but in her heart she was in a turmoil.

【Of course! I'm a little baby! She is still a delicate and soft little girl! The dormitory where you, a boy, lives is not suitable for me. It's cold and hard, it must be uncomfortable! 】

[And is this really the prince’s bedroom? What about the splendor and jewels you promised? It doesn't feel as comfortable as my wing, let alone my room. 】

When the Ninth Prince heard this, he was secretly amused.

I have long heard that the youngest daughter of the Qiao family is a money-crazed person. When she was arrested for Zhou, she simply used a bed sheet to catch all the items for arresting Zhou, which shocked everyone's jaws.

Now it seems that the title of money fan is indeed well-deserved.

He turned to the guards and palace maids who were following him and said, "Go and get some money and utensils from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and rearrange Miss Qiao's room according to the princess's specifications. It should be mainly comfortable and luxurious."

The guard said hesitantly: "Your Highness, the Queen Mother recently issued an edict advocating frugality, increasing revenue and reducing expenditure. Decorating a wing in such a high-profile way may... make the Queen Mother unhappy."

The Ninth Prince shook his head and said: "I said, it is according to the specifications of the county princess. If the Queen Mother has not forgotten, Mrs. Qiao also has royal status. Miss Qiao's status as county princess is more than enough.

As for being raised to the first level... given the combined identities of Chen and Qiao, wouldn't their common apple be worthy of a boudoir as big as a princess? "

Speaking of which, the guard couldn't find anything wrong and left in obedience.

Qiao Wanshu's heart was full of joy: "Don't mention it, this Ninth Prince is quite good, so I'll just do it and look forward to the new room." 】

The Ninth Prince handed Qiao Wanshu to Sang Zhi and prepared to go back to the study to discuss matters.

But before he left, he stopped the guard again and told him to secretly investigate Fang Yaner's recent movements.

Although that woman was "supposedly" to have died in childbirth, the "Nie Yuanyi" who just appeared happened to be exactly the same as Fang Yan'er.

To deceive him would be to underestimate him.

Fang Yan'er, who was teasing his son in the back house of Liu Mansion, suddenly shuddered.

She looked around suspiciously.

The room was as warm as spring, and four charcoal pots were burned just to avoid making the baby catch cold and get sick.

Where did the chill just come from?

Fang Yan'er stood up and wanted to check if the window was not closed tightly, but saw her maid hurriedly pushing the door open and entering.

"Madam, Aunt Lin from Uncle Guo's Mansion is outside asking for an audience."

"Lin Ting'er? What is she here for?"

Fang Yan'er frowned displeased.

Although she was not willing to continue to entangle with Lin Ting'er, she still wanted to maintain her outward affection and asked her maid to bring him in.

"Aunt Fang, no, I should call you Mrs. Liu now. Please think of a way to save me. I don't want to be used as a military prostitute. Even if I am expelled from the capital and never come back, I will never become a military prostitute." !”

Fang Yan'er shook her head and said: "Aunt Liu, this is your Majesty's wish. Don't say that I am just the wife of the young minister of Dali Temple now. Even if I am the imperial concubine, I would not dare to interfere in politics and influence your Majesty's holy will!"

Lin Ting'er's eyes turned cold and her tears stopped immediately.

"Fang Yan'er, do you want to burn down the bridge?"