The daughter of the Marquis is too delicate, the abstinent prince pinches her waist and loves her

Chapter 131 Already Done

His rough thumb rubbed heavily across Zhi Xing's pale lips, and Ye Jingnian's voice became a little hoarse: "If you dare to make yourself look like this again, I will throw you to the back hill to feed the wolves!"

Zhi Xing raised her eyebrows, turned her head slightly to look at him, and said, "Your Highness, will you carry me over personally?"

Ye Jingnian: “…”

"That's very much appreciated."

Ye Jingnian gritted his teeth and tightened the grip on her chin: "You're not even afraid of death?"

Zhi Xing's eyes were dark: "If Zhi Xing's life can be cherished by His Highness, it is better than living as a useless person."

Ye Jingnian stared at her for a long while before saying, "Now that you have been given the title, even if you don't work for me, no one in the palace will treat you harshly. Ye Jinchen, I will handle it myself, and you don't have to do anything."

He let go of her chin, sighed softly and stood up.

A warm porcelain bottle was stuffed into Zhixing's palm. When she looked up, she saw Ye Jingnian had walked out of the bead curtain. He tilted his head and said in a loud voice, "Apply it three times a day. A woman with scars is not worthy of being my maid."

Zhi Xing lowered her eyes and looked at the bottom of the porcelain bottle with the phoenix pattern of the Imperial Pharmacy printed on it - this was the fat-gelling cream used exclusively by the Queen.

In Bai Qianzhan's room in Duke Bai's mansion, the Duke sat on a chair, closing his eyes and stroking his beard.

A servant presented the rice paper in his hand and said, "Master, I found it. These are the homework that Liuchuan wrote for our young master."

Duke Bai opened his old eyes, picked up the rice paper and took a look at the bold and unrestrained handwriting. He sneered and said, "Zhan'er is really stupid. When did he write such vigorous and freehand words?"

He glanced at the attendant and asked, "Do you know any expert in mimicry in the capital?"

The attendant rolled his eyes and said, "There was once a person in the Ministry of Justice who was an expert at copying the handwriting of documents. Zhou Yanqing's handwriting was so good that even the original writer could not recognize it. But he has since retired and returned to his hometown."

Duke Bai considered it for a while and said, "Is the cousin of the young master's nurse the head of the Ministry of Justice's cabinet?"

"Yes."

"Go to the vault and take care of the silver. Make sure you contact him."

"Yes."

Seven days later, the servant came in with the wooden box, presented it to Duke Bai, and said, "Master, it has been done."

Duke Bai opened the wooden box and the letter inside. He saw that the handwriting on it was indistinguishable from Liu Chuan's original handwriting.

"I settled Mr. Zhou in the suburbs of Beijing and asked him to copy Liuchuan's handwriting for seven days. I used aged pine smoke ink mixed with pearl powder to make an ink color that is exactly the same as the one Liuchuan used when he was alive. Even if Liuchuan himself saw it, he might not be able to tell the difference."

Duke Bai looked at Chen Mo and the yellowed edge of the rice paper. The forgery was flawless. He raised the corners of his lips in satisfaction and said, "Send it to the Crown Prince's Mansion."

"Yes."

Prince's Mansion.

Ruyu looked at the suicide note written by "Liuchuan" in her hand, her eyes were red and swollen from crying. She pinched the yellowed letter paper with trembling fingers and said, "This is really my brother's suicide note, it's in my brother's handwriting..."

Bai Muling stood opposite her, tilted her head slightly, and said, "The Bai family also went through great pains to find this letter. What did the letter say?"

Ruyu wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked at the contents on the letter.

Ruyu looked up at Bai Muling and said, "Madam, Yunqing, is it Miss Sheng Yunqing?"

Bai Muling nodded and said, "Yes."

After she finished speaking, Ruyu handed the letter to Bai Muling. Bai Muling looked at the contents, widened her eyes in pretended shock, and said, "How is this possible?! How dare Sheng Yunqing do such a horrible thing?!" She loosened her fingers, and the letter fluttered and fell on the table.

Ruyu almost bit her teeth to pieces, her eyes red as she said, "Was Sheng Yunqing responsible for my brother's death? I want to avenge my brother!"

Bai Muling pretended to be panicked and covered her mouth, whispering in her ear: "Don't act rashly, this matter concerns the Zhenbei Marquis Mansion. Wait for me to investigate it thoroughly, and you must not publicize this matter, so as not to cause a fatal disaster."

Ruyu held back her tears and nodded.

Bai Muling looked at the letter paper on the table. Even the patterns on the letter paper were cleverly designed. She raised her beautiful red lips slightly. Sheng Yunqing couldn't escape now.

Seeing Ruyu crying her heart out, Bai Muling walked out holding up her skirt and glanced sideways at Linglong beside her.

Linglong nodded in understanding, then lowered her head and followed her out.

"Is everything ready?"

Linglong nodded and said, "My queen, I have been to the old nanny of the Sheng family, the beggars in the West Market, and the medicine shop on Zhuque Street."

Hearing this, Bai Muling raised the corners of her lips in satisfaction and said, "Ming Yulan said you were a stupid girl, but now it seems that you are quite smart."

Linglong's eyes were slightly red, and she said, "I was too stupid before and couldn't help the young master. Now that the queen wants to deal with Sheng Yunqing, I will do my best to help the queen."

The courtyard in the afternoon is harmonious and peaceful. The pear trees are blooming with snow-white flowers, and under the numerous flower trees, the swings are swinging continuously.

"Xiao Lan'er, I just asked you to push the swing, so be gentle." Lu Changxuan said with a smile while sitting on the swing.

Su Lan behind him couldn't help but roll her eyes and said coldly: "This is how I serve people. If you are not satisfied, just get out!"

"Satisfied! Satisfied!" Lu Changxuan laughed, "I am satisfied with Xiaolan'er no matter how she does."

Sheng Yunqing sat in the hexagonal pavilion basking in the soft sunlight.

Looking at the clouds rolling in the sky, she calculated with her hands and sighed softly.

The injury I sustained on the night of the Lantern Festival has not yet healed. I still cannot see the sky clearly, and sometimes I cannot hear what my father says.

Fortunately, Zhixing was also seriously injured, and the Western Shu Kingdom seemed to have important matters and summoned Mu Jiyue back. I hope nothing happens in the next few days.

On the winding corridor, Sheng Yukun walked hurriedly with an ugly and gloomy face.

Sheng Yunqing stood up, looked at his appearance and raised his eyebrows and asked, "Uncle, what's wrong?"

Su Lan on this side pushed harder and harder. Seeing that something was wrong with Sheng Yunqing and Sheng Yukun, her eyes dimmed and she ran over without saying a word.

"Ouch!" Lu Changxuan fell to the ground and wailed miserably, "I'm a patient!"

"Fairy sister, what's wrong?" Su Lan rushed to Sheng Yunqing and took her hand.

"Yunqing, do you know Liuchuan?" Sheng Yukun frowned and looked at Sheng Yunqing.

Sheng Yunqing shook his head: "I've never heard of the name."

Sheng Yukun sighed softly and sat on the stone chair with a worried look on his face.

Sheng Yunqing raised his beautiful eyebrows and said, "Isn't the court investigating the arms case recently? Uncle has been busy with this matter for a while. Why did you want to investigate someone Yunqing knows today?"

Sheng Yukun looked at her, wanting to say something but stopping himself. Soon he saw the eunuchs from the palace rushing over here. Before he could even sit down, he stood up again and greeted them: "Eunuch Su..."