After I died, the sickly prince turned black

"It shouldn't be possible for her to leave by herself." You Ziqing analyzed: "If she had the ability, she would have run away long ago, and she wouldn't wait until now."

But it's even worse if you run with someone!

"Who will take her away?" You Zitang frowned: "If you can find her in the family temple and take her away, it means that she has a relationship with the other party, but although she is unruly and willful, she has never had a personal relationship with anyone .”

If not, they would not be clueless.

You Ziqing glanced at You Zitang, but said nothing.

No matter what, You Yuqiong is the biological sister of the eldest brother and one mother.

What he said is too much, firstly, it will ruin the woman's reputation, and secondly, it is easy to create a rift with the elder brother.

You Zitang didn't notice You Ziqing's sensitivity because he was worried about You Yuqiong, but You Zimo noticed it, and couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

"San'er's complexion is not very good, but he is sick again?" You Zimo changed the subject.

But after he mentioned it, both father and son noticed that You Ziqing's expression was wrong, and looked at him worriedly.

You Ziqing paused: "It's nothing, maybe I was tired from running back and forth yesterday and staying up late."

"You don't look like you're fine." You Yuanjiao frowned and said, "Since you're not in good health, you should rest well. You don't need to worry about Yuqiong's affairs, just take care of yourself."

"Father is right." You Zitang also said, "Go back and rest."

You Ziqing also felt that it was inappropriate for him to sit here and discuss about You Yuqiong with everyone, so he stood up and said, "Then I'll go back to Zhuoxuanju first."

After he left, You Zitang called Uncle Fu: "Order the kitchen to make a medicinal meal and send it over. The portion doesn't need to be too much, so let's use it as a supper."

Uncle Fu took the order to leave, and You Zitang sighed: "Zhao Ji died for no reason, and King Ning was angered and restrained. He probably didn't eat well because of his hard work."

You Yuanjiao shook his head: "I don't worry about one or two."

When You Ziqing returned to Zhuoxuanju, he drew two portraits of You Yuqiong, one in women's clothing and one in men's clothing, and handed them to Jiu'er.

"Let people look for it in several nearby counties and towns." You Ziqing thought for a while, and then added: "She may not have left by herself, and pay attention to the situation where a man and a woman are traveling together, or two men are in a company."

"Understood." Jiu'er got the order, but did not leave. Seeing You Ziqing's puzzled look, he hesitated and said, "If the young master...if you marry Ning Wang, don't you want to be a villain?"

"When did I say I don't want you anymore?"

You Ziqing was stunned for a moment before remembering that since she was with Zhao Zhen, she rarely took Jiu'er with her. At first, her future was uncertain and she didn't want to involve him like in her previous life. Later, it was...

"Cough!" Facing Jiu'er's accusing eyes, You Ziqing coughed awkwardly: "But I really don't intend to take you to Prince Ning's Mansion. In a few days, I will go to the government to cancel your slavery. You will be in charge of this part of the camp."

"Ah?" Jiu'er blinked, unable to react.

"So, it's not that I don't want you, but that there are more important things that need you to do." You Ziqing patted Jiu'er on the shoulder: "I know you are interested in Liu Cui, if you like her, just say it boldly, if she also has the same intention , I will make the decision to betroth her to you later."

"Young master..."

"Go." You Ziqing had been ill for a while, and had painted two paintings. He was quite sad, so he couldn't help but sat down while leaning on the edge of the table.

Jiu'er's expression changed, and he hurried over to support him: "Master, you..."

"I'm fine." You Ziqing closed his eyes and calmed down: "I'm just a little tired, just sit for a while."

"Hasn't the young master been using medicinal food all the time?" Seeing his weak appearance, Jiu'er's eyes were reddened with worry, "Why is your body still so poor?"

"It's usually fine." You Ziqing knew that he was weak after illness, but he didn't want Jiu'er to worry, so he didn't say much.

Looking at You Ziqing's pale lips, Jiu'er opened his mouth, but swallowed the words back.

At this time, Liu Cui walked in with her things, and successfully diverted the attention of both master and servant.

Seeing that both of them were looking at her, Liu Cui smiled sweetly: "Eldest Young Master asked the kitchen to make supper for Young Master. It was originally to explain the medicinal food, but because Young Master is away these days and the ingredients are not prepared, so I made sweet soup and brought it here .”

"Leave it alone." You Ziqing glanced at Jiu'er with a smile: "Go ahead, don't forget what I told you."

"Young man, leave." Jiu'er gave You Ziqing a worried look, and walked out with the painting.

Liu Cui followed closely behind, and asked after leaving the door: "What's wrong with you?"

"The young master is so bone-boned that he hasn't improved at all after so long of recuperation. I look at it and feel uncomfortable."

Jiu'er clenched her teeth and pursed her lips tightly, holding back her tears: "I don't know if there is a genius doctor who is more powerful than the imperial doctor in this world. If there is, I will go through fire and water to ask for it for the young master."

Liu Cui's mood also became depressed, but she still comforted her: "Don't think about it, the young master is auspicious, he will get better."

"Yeah!" Jiu'er nodded heavily.

Liu Cui looked at Jiu'er: "I brought you a pair of shoes, and I'll bring them to you later, try to see if they fit, and if they don't fit, I'll change them."

After a pause, Jiu'er suddenly remembered what You Ziqing said just now.

He hesitated and said, "Exactly, I, I also have something to give you."

"Do you have something for me?" Liu Cui blinked curiously: "What is it?"

Jiu'er hesitantly took out a cloth bag from his bosom, and handed it to Liu Cui nervously: "Yes, it's a hairpin, I bought it earlier, I was afraid you wouldn't like it, so I didn't dare to give it to you."

Liu Cui took the cloth bag and opened it, and what lay inside was a silver hairpin, the texture was average, and the carving was a little rough, not even comparable to the one on her head that was rewarded by her wife back then.

But Liu Cui didn't dislike it, and directly picked up the silver hairpin and handed it to Jiu'er: "Then you put the hairpin on me."

"Okay." Jiu'er took the silver hairpin nervously, and put Liu Cui's hairpin on her hair with shaking hands: "Miss Xiao Cui, that, I..."

"You what?" Liu Cui raised her hand to touch the silver hairpin, her eyes narrowed with a smile, she seemed to like it very much.

Looking at her, Jiu'er finally summoned up her courage: "I, I like you, you, would you be my wife?"

Liu Cui was stunned by the confession, she blushed immediately when she recovered, stomped away with a oops.

Jiu'er was also confused: Is this willing or unwilling?

You Ziqing saw the interaction between the two through the window, and shook his head amusedly.

You Ziqing only waited for two days before You Zimo came to find him.

"I've already made arrangements for the Ministry of Punishment, should we go there now?" You Zimo asked.

You Ziqing nodded: "Let's go now."

Because Zhao Ji had already been demoted to a commoner and was punished, his body could only be temporarily parked in Fuya Yizhuang.

Because they had taken care of it beforehand, the two of them were not investigated in the past, and they were led to the room where Zhao Ji's body was parked without any problems.

"That's it."

The little official who brought them over stopped at the door, obviously resisting the corpse, saluted, then turned and left.

The two brothers looked at each other before stepping through the door.

The body was covered with a white cloth, and You Ziqing opened it without hesitation as he walked over.

The corpse, as An Qi had described, was so rotten beyond recognition that he couldn't see a human being at all.Moreover, the smell of the dead body was severe, both of them held their breath and covered their noses with their sleeves.

"How is it?" You Zimo covered his mouth and nose and asked vaguely, "Did you see anything?"

You Ziqing walked around the corpse, looked at the ears, then looked at the position of the Adam's apple, then looked at the soles of the feet, then covered the white cloth, and beckoned You Zimo to turn around and leave the morgue.

After coming out, I took a breath of fresh air, which made me feel much better.

You Zimo looked at You Ziqing, still waiting for his answer.

You Ziqing slowed down and said, "This person is not Zhao Ji."

"How did you recognize it?" You Zimo's eyes widened in surprise.

You Ziqing said, "We'll talk about it when we go back."