The legitimate daughter was reborn, and the emperor’s little Jiaojiao went crazy.

Shi Wanqing felt that the method was effective, but the details could not withstand scrutiny.

For example, Yun Qi has been reading books in the courtyard tomorrow night, and there are so many guards guarding him. He had evidence proving that he had never been out.

Qiu Zimo listened to her mother's worries and smiled confidently, "Then let him go out quietly."

Shi Wanqing looked at her daughter with burning eyes.

Qiu Zima lived up to her expectations, with shrewd eyes, "Didn't Shi Yunqi just get engaged to that girl from Wei Mansion? We can't meet each other now. As long as he writes a letter in Miss Wei's tone to lure him out, he will definitely have to avoid it. The guards will leave. In order to preserve Miss Wei's reputation, he dare not say anything about having a private meeting with Miss Wei in the middle of the night. Then his whereabouts will be suspicious."

Shi Wanqing was full of admiration and gratification, "I, Mo'er, have really grown up and learned how to plan and make plans. You know, this is the ability of a woman to gain a foothold in the house, so she must not be lenient."

Qiu Zima was very proud, "Look, mother! You just need to prepare the medicine and leave the rest to me. I promise to do it flawlessly for you, leaving Shi Yunqi speechless." As she said this, she took out the medicine. A scarf shook, "Mother, what do you think this is?"

Shi Wanqing took the towel and took a look. This is a square scarf for men. One corner of the scarf is embroidered with a small white water chestnut flower, and the other corner is embroidered with a white cloud.

She wondered, "Whose? Where did it come from?"

Qiu Zimo's eyes flashed, "That day at the teahouse, I asked Bi Jiao to steal it from Miss Wei. You know Bi Jiao's unique skills and she never fails."

"She didn't notice?"

"Of course I didn't find it." Qiu Zimo raised her eyebrows, "Besides, what if I found it? Anyway, I couldn't find anyone. This scarf must have been given to Shi Yunqi. Look at the pattern, how obvious it is."

Shi Wanqing smiled sinisterly, "Just leave this scarf at the scene. I want to see how Shi Yunqi can take the exam?"

Qiu Hongyan slept until midnight and woke up in a cold sweat.

There were no personal maids available in her house, and the maid sent to take care of her always went to her sister's house to please her.

She had to get up at night, drink water, light candles, etc., and she did it all by herself.

But tonight, for some reason, I have been stuck in a nightmare and can't get out. She felt like a water ghost who fell into a well, immersed in the cold water, stretched out her hand toward the well mouth, and shouted, "Mother, save me! Sister, save Hongyan!"

But the face that appeared at the entrance of the well was so ferocious, with a man baring his fangs and a fierce look, and the sinister sneer of his mother and sister.

Suddenly a warm hand held her and pulled her up from the well.

She saw clearly that it was Sister Xia'er's gentle appearance.

Sister Xia'er was like a little sun, warming her who was soaked all over. Gradually, the clothes dried, and the lonely heart came to life.

She couldn't stop her tears from flowing out. She threw herself into sister Xia'er's arms and shouted dependently, "Sister, sister, hug me!"

Sister Xia'er hugged her, patted her back gently, and comforted her with a soft and warm voice, "Okay, everything is over. Just follow me from now on, little poor girl..."

Qiu Hongyan woke up to the sound of "little poor boy", and the warmth from her body suddenly dissipated in the endless darkness.

There is no sister Xia'er, no little sun, no soft hugs, and no one calls her "little poor girl"... Wuwuwuwu, so scared.

Qiu Hongyan got up in the dark and lit a candle. The candlelight slowly brightened, illuminating her lonely and wandering shadow on the wall.

She poured a glass of water to drink. The water was cold, a bit like the cold dip she had taken in the well in her dream.

Qiu Hongyan only took a sip, and the coldness spread to her limbs and bones, and her tentacles turned into ice.

She shivered involuntarily when she thought of the cold well water. Then he climbed into bed quietly, wrapped his knees in the quilt, and rested his chin on his knees.

She was thinking, what did her mother mean tonight?

What is it hinting at her?

She couldn't think of a reason. Anyway, she just thought that the weasel had no good intentions in paying New Year greetings to the chicken.

A gust of wind blew open the window. The wind poured into the house and blew out the candle again.

In the darkness, Qiu Hongyan remembered that her aunt had said that she and Qiu Zimo would marry into the same family, and she felt that all hope in life was gone. She suddenly thought of her aunt, her face was covered with tears, and she buried her face in the quilt, suppressing her painful cries.

The winter in Beijing is so cold that it penetrates into the bones, so cold that I can't feel any warmth at all.

Unconsciously, Qiu Hongyan put on her clothes and walked out.

She was walking in the verandah wrapped in a white cloak. She walked very fast and in a blink of an eye... The wind blew and it was too cold. She was so busy that she didn't hold her arms tightly, and the cloak floated behind her.

She just wanted to go to Xia Shiyuan quickly, so she let her cloak float. She wore soft-soled shoes and ran fast and light.

The lantern in the corridor was blown by the wind and swayed, illuminating the white afterimage of Qiu Hongyan, which frightened Shi Anrou, who had just returned from Aunt Wen's place.

Just thinking that there was no one around in the middle of the night, Shi Anrou went to see Aunt Wen so late. Unexpectedly, he encountered a ghost. He was so frightened that his legs and feet were paralyzed and he could not move.

The maid Jinyu asked, "Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Shi Anrou hurriedly covered Jin Yu's mouth, "Shh, don't talk, look! Ghost! Ghost is floating..."

Jin Yu looked up and saw only a wisp of white shadow. She was so frightened that the lantern rolled several feet away from her hand.

The master and the servant hugged each other tightly and looked up at the same time. But seeing the white shadow floating very fast and light... the two quickly buried their heads in each other's necks, shivering.

Jin Yu didn't know who that person was, so he was just afraid of ghosts.

But Shi Anrou was different, she saw clearly that it was Qiu Hongyan.

That's Qiu Hongyan! It's Qiu Hongyan!

She still remembers Qiu Hongyan's swollen and white corpse... Will she become a vicious ghost in this life, carrying a body and seeking her life in the Hou Mansion?

This thought... ah ah ah, my mother can help me... No, no, no, my mother can't save my life, so I'd better ask the Empress Dowager Hui Zheng for help.

He muttered something like, "Please Queen Mother Huizheng to protect me from ghosts and ghosts, and keep me safe!"

Shi Anrou returned to her yard with Jin Yuzhan tremblingly, and made a blank memorial tablet overnight, preparing to incense it in the morning and evening.

Jin Yu asked, "Girl, who are you worshiping?"

Shi Anrou glared at her and said, "Don't ask around. Anyway, you have to make offerings in the morning and in the evening, so that the fruits of your offerings will continue. If you have nothing to do, pray more often to ward off evil spirits."

Jin Yu took it seriously. Thinking of the ghost just now, she felt her body became a little colder. She hurriedly bowed to the memorial tablet and muttered, "May the Bodhisattva bless the lady to be safe and sound." Naturally, she also prayed for her own share in her heart. .

Shi Anrou felt relieved after begging, but then she remembered that Empress Dowager Huizheng had arranged a baby kiss with General Chen... This was really ridiculous.

Where are they going to put the red magpie in this operation? Could it be that when An Xia was the head wife, he took Hong Que as his concubine?

Did Shi Anxia really give up on King Jin? Giving up King Jin is equivalent to giving up wealth and honor... The wealth that others don't want will not fall on you, you can only watch helplessly. Who knows the suffering?

Can His Highness Prince Jin who leaked out from Shi Anxia's fingers be arranged for her? With this thought in mind, Shi Anrou went to the memorial tablet and kowtowed sincerely.

Shi Anxia was sleeping soundly, and she didn't know that she had already gone to the memorial tablet and ate the fruit.