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

Chapter 134 The Bai Family's Youngest Son
The man walked to the depths of the cell, but heard the gentle voice of a maid. Looking at Sheng Yunqing's room, he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, rubbing his eyes in disbelief. Did he go to the wrong place?

"Miss Sheng, do you think the massage I gave you is comfortable?"

"Miss Sheng, please have some fruit."

"Miss Sheng, let me give you a manicure."

Among the many simple and dim cells, only Sheng Yunqing's cell was brightly lit. There was a clean blanket on the floor, a transparent veil on the wooden bed, a clothes hanger next to the embroidered screen, and what seemed to be a bathtub at the back.

Sheng Yunqing sat in front of the dressing mirror. She had no fancy jewelry on her head or body, but she was served by three maids. Her lazy expression seemed as if she was enjoying it. How could she look like a prisoner?

This must have been arranged by Ye Jinchen, right?

He coughed awkwardly, took off the hood of his cloak, and said, "Miss Sheng."

Hearing the voice, Sheng Yunqing turned his head and saw the person standing in front of him. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Prince Xian? Are you looking for me?"

Ye Jinlan came back to his senses and said to Sheng Yunqing, "Miss Sheng, you told me that day in Prince Xian's Mansion that you wanted to imitate that star-shaped jade pendant and wear it with you. If someone comes to you, you can introduce it to me. Is your imprisonment related to that star-shaped jade pendant? If it is really because of that jade pendant, do I need to come forward to clarify it?"

"It has nothing to do with you, you can leave now."

A cold voice sounded beside him. Ye Jinlan turned his head and saw Ye Jinchen with a cold face.

"In that case, there is nothing I can do to help. I believe that my seventh brother can find evidence as soon as possible and clear Miss Sheng's name."

Ye Jinchen snorted coldly and said, "You don't have to tell me."

Ye Jinlan showed a faint and gentle smile and said, "I'll go back first."

Sheng Yunqing smiled politely and said, "Thank you, Prince Xian, for your kindness."

He was elegantly dressed, wearing a black cloak that covered his entire body, so that no one could see his face, thus avoiding unnecessary trouble for Sheng Yunqing.

After he walked away, the jailer used the key to unlock the chain, opened the cell door, and said to Ye Jinchen with a smile: "Lord Ye, according to your instructions, all the things have been made as fast as possible. I dare not neglect Miss Sheng in the slightest."

"Well, let's go down."

"Yes Yes Yes."

When Ye Jinchen stepped into the cell, a faint scent of incense wafted over him. If the room wasn't too dark, it would have been somewhat similar to a girl's boudoir.

The three maids retreated, and Ye Jinchen walked behind Sheng Yunqing, put the food box on the table, raised his hand and stroked her long black hair, and said, "Are you comfortable living here? Are your hands and feet flexible? Did the jailer treat you harshly?"

"All good, all good." Sheng Yunqing opened the lunch box and looked at the peach blossom pastry on the plate. It was still warm in her hands. She tasted it carefully and said, "It's so luxurious. How many days do you plan to let me stay here?"

Ye Jinchen frowned, looking at the shabby cage with a bad taste in his heart. He clenched his fists, looked at her with eyes full of heartache, and said, "How can a daughter of a noble family be willing to suffer in prison?"

Sheng Yunqing sighed lazily and said, "I am in the limelight now. What if I am impeached by the court officials?"

"I have consulted with the Queen Mother, and she has agreed."

Hearing this, Sheng Yunqing felt warm in his heart and said, "So, the Queen Mother believes in me."

Ye Jinchen snorted coldly and said, "This is just dirty water thrown at you out of thin air. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that the Bai family was washed clean with blood."

Sheng Yunqing lowered his head and said, "I thought about it all night. The purse was a birthday gift given to me by my senior brother in the Taoist temple three years ago, but I know very well that there is no embroidery on it." Ye Jinchen raised his eyebrows and said, "Is the purse really yours?"

Sheng Yunqing nodded: "It's just that I didn't live in the capital before, so I didn't know what fire-washing yarn was, and I didn't know the mystery of what would happen when it encountered fire."

She considered it for a while and said, "Senior Brother Qingyi... his last name is also Bai."

Ye Jinchen's expression became serious, and he asked, "Who is your senior brother?"

Sheng Yunqing rolled his eyes, suddenly thinking of something, and said, "I heard from other brothers that he came from the capital."

"It's strange." Sheng Yunqing pinched his chin, stroking it with his fingers, and said, "Senior Brother Qingyi used to take good care of me. He was the most talented among all the disciples and the most loved by the master. But after a rainy night, he became silent and taciturn. Not long after he gave me the purse, he was severely punished by the master and committed suicide with a sword."

Ye Jinchen turned her around, kissed her forehead, and said, "I will investigate this matter immediately, wait for me!"

After he finished speaking, he left in a hurry.

The Prince's Mansion, the Princess's Palace.

Bai Muling leaned on the beauty couch, listening to the music played by the invited actors, gently patting her hands on the golden nanmu armrests, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, looking very proud.

"Your Majesty, the Queen has sent a pair of beautiful hairpins." Ruyu held the pair of hairpins in her hands and presented them.

Bai Muling raised her hand and picked up a hairpin, looked at it, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Go and keep it."

"Yes." Ruyu nodded, turned and walked into the beaded curtain, took out the exquisitely crafted green sandalwood dressing box in front of the dressing table, opened it, and placed the jewelry neatly inside.

Just as she was about to close the dressing box, she caught a glimpse of three small bamboo leaf marks next to the bronze mirror, which made her heart suddenly skip a beat.

She glanced at Bai Muling, who was listening to music with her eyes closed outside the beaded curtain, swallowed, took out a green sandalwood comb from her arms, and stroked the bamboo leaf mark on the end of the comb with her thumb.

Yanagawa once learned the craft from her uncle who was a carpenter. This was a gift he once gave her. Her mind vaguely recalled the conversation between them.

"Yu'er, remember, this bamboo leaf mark is my brother's exclusive mark. If you see a girl with this mark on her jewelry in the future, she must be your future sister-in-law."

She reached out and touched the bamboo leaf mark on the dressing table, and her fingertips trembled unconsciously.

"What are you dithering about? My tea is cold." Bai Muling's unhappy voice came from behind the bead curtain.

Ruyu shuddered all over, her face looked a little ugly, but she still pretended to be calm and put away the dressing box, lowered her head and walked out quickly, saying, "Yes, I will go and change the tea right away."

At night, Prince Ye’s Palace.

Pei Xuan entered the room and reported, "Your Highness, I have found out that the eldest young master of the Bai Guogong Mansion who disappeared ten years ago became a Taoist priest in Xuanqing Temple. The eldest young master Bai was a bastard and was not welcomed by the mansion, so he was rarely mentioned by the Duke's Mansion."

Ye Jinchen tapped the tabletop lightly with his fingers and said, "You guessed right."

"In addition, my subordinates went to Bai Qingyi's room in Xuanqing Temple to investigate and found a piece of fire-washing gauze and a letter." After he finished speaking, Pei Xuan presented the fire-washing gauze.

Ye Jinchen touched the material of the fire-washing silk and found that the edge was indeed cut into the shape of a purse.

He unfolded the old letter, which looked like Bai Qingyi's last letter.