She dressed as a concubine and was targeted by the powerful brother.

The next day.

Xue Zhongliu went to the government office to find Fu Rudi, while Fu Jiao went in the opposite direction.

Quang Binh Palace.

Zhao Hao was very happy when he learned that Fu Jiao was coming. But this time the joy is different.

In the past, she thought it was fun to catch ghosts and cast spells with Fu Jiao, but now she misses the female ghost Yanji beside her. After not seeing each other for so many days, I don’t know if Yan Ji misses him...

Zhao Hao walked back and forth anxiously at the door.

When he saw the servant bringing Fu Jiao over, he hurriedly invited her into the house and closed the door.

"Are you here? Where is she?"

Fu Jiao knowingly asked, "Who is it?"

"Who else could it be!" Zhao Hao frowned, "Yan Ji. You said you would lend her to the Fu family for a few days. After so long, are you going to let her back?"

Fu Jiao covered her mouth and said in surprise: "Oh, I forgot! She should still be on the beam of Yurong Courtyard at this moment, locked up by a porcelain plate."

"Why are you doing this?!"

Zhao Hao was so angry that his mouth was filled with smoke.

He grabbed Fu Jiao's arm and walked to Fu's house, "Go and take her out. Your porcelain plate is small and black. She is scared to stay in it. Can you keep it in there for a little longer?!"

The porcelain plate was subjected to Taoism by Fu Jiao.

Although the environment is not good, Yan Ji can benefit from staying there without any harm. Unlike being with Zhao Hao and being exposed to the sun all day long, even if Yan Ji has practiced Taoism for five hundred years, her Yin Qi will be damaged.

It's a pity that Zhao Hao doesn't understand and Yan Ji doesn't want to say anything.

Fu Jiao saw that Zhao Hao seemed really angry, so she stopped teasing him, took out the porcelain plate from her arms and knocked on it, "Okay, come out quickly, you Zhao Lang is so anxious."

"Wha...what Zhao Lang?"

Zhao Hao's face turned red.

The next moment, Yan Ji's graceful figure appeared next to her.

Yan Ji looked at Zhao Hao, her dark eyes filled with infinite love, but her tone was always cold and lifeless, "You miss me so much?"

Zhao Hao was even more embarrassed.

He scratched his hair in a panic and explained: "We are... good friends! We haven't seen each other for a few days. I forgot to tell you that it will snow in a few days and we will go boating on Cuiwei Lake. Don't you like boating? ? Bring a pot of wine next time and let Fu Jiao make some incense sticks for you. Let's cook wine and enjoy the snow on the boat." Zhao Hao became more and more enthusiastic as he spoke, and for some reason, he turned into a peacock with its tail spread in front of Yan Ji, "That's right , Don’t you want to read the poetry collections of famous people from the Yuan Dynasty? I have collected them all for you..."

"Okay, okay, stop."

Fu Jiao was afraid that Zhao Hao would chatter all day long.

She said: "What's the collection of poems about enjoying the snow and boating? You can do it together when things get settled. Now, you are helping me find the blood sinking sand."

Zhao Hao looked at Yan Ji.

Yanji nodded lightly.

Zhao Hao suddenly felt like a deflated ball. I thought Fu Jiao brought Yan Ji to play with him, but it turned out that she was looking for blood and sediment.

Fu Jiao described to him the appearance of blood sinking into sand, and drew a detailed picture.

Zhao Hao took the picture and went to the warehouse to search carefully for a long time, bringing all similar things to Fu Jiao for identification.

"Which one of these is the blood sedimentation sand?"

King Guangping was known as a laid-back prince and was the favorite of Emperor Jianming. There were countless treasures in his palace's warehouse, including a lot of precious cinnabar stones.

Fu Jiao looked at the dazzling array of things on the table. There were whole pieces of ore, and some ground and crushed into powder. They were all red, but none of them were the blood sediment she was looking for.

Zhao Hao said: "Things that are not even in the palace are hard to find elsewhere..." He suddenly had an idea, "Maybe there is something in the palace!"

Fu Jiao rolled her eyes, nodded and said, "I told you earlier! I'll ask Zhao Yuyi right away."

"Then go on your own." As the crown prince of Guangping, Zhao Hao had to report to various levels when he entered the palace without incident, which was very troublesome. He stood next to Yan Ji and said to Fu Jiao with a smile: "You go into the palace and do your work, and I will take Yan Ji out for a walk."

Fu Jiao threw the porcelain plate to him and was quite speechless: "I will take her to Fu's house before evening."

"Know it."

After Zhao Hao finished speaking, he took Yan Ji and left happily.

*
  With Zhao Yuyi's relationship, Fu Jiao now has an easier time entering the palace than eating.

The city gate guards were looking forward to her coming to play with the princess, otherwise the princess would be tired from tossing servants like them all day long.

Zhao Yuyi was even more excited than Zhao Hao when he saw Fu Jiao.

After she was happy, she pretended to be angry and said arrogantly: "Hey, if you haven't come to me for so long, have you forgotten me as a friend?"

"I'm very busy these days, otherwise I would come to you and continue drinking."

"Are you busy helping me find the reincarnation of General Di?"

Zhao Yuyi poked his head in and asked.

Fu Jiao pushed her head away and said with a smile: "What are you thinking about? You should wait a little longer on this matter. It's about my kidnapping case..."

Fu Jiao told them what happened recently in a few words.

The more Zhao Yuyi listened, the more his heart grew cold.

Even at a certain moment, she couldn't help but want to tell the truth about this guilt, but she was afraid of losing this hard-won friendship, so she became entangled and hesitant.

"...Other corpses were dug up in the wing room? If there is blood and sand, I can let the corpses speak and see who in the Fu family is so vicious."

When Zhao Yuyi heard this, he couldn't help but have other ideas.

The corpse from ten years ago has nothing to do with her.

If Fu Jiao focused on tracing the identity of the remains, he might not focus on the real culprit of the kidnapping case. Thinking of this, she immediately said: "Blood sinking sand, right? I will try my best to help you find it."

"Thank you."

Fu Jiao looked at the gloomy sky, "It's getting late, I should go back, let me know if there's any news!"

Zhao Yuyi reluctantly sent her out of the palace.

After coming back, she was in a daze for a while, but decided to continue hiding it.

She has not forgotten the blood sedimentation incident.

He casually asked Emperor Jianming for a reward, and went to the warehouse to select it. The treasury is much richer than that of King Guangping. Zhao Yuyi compared it with the picture given by Fu Jiao, which was a dark blood-red irregular ore with fine golden glitter. She searched for a long time, but couldn't find it. Either the shape or size was wrong, or the color didn't match. She said to herself: "Oh, why can't I find it? Fu Jiao really wants blood sinking sand and other cinnabar." Isn’t it possible..."

Just when there was no clue, another gentle voice suddenly came from the silent warehouse.

"Zhaofu, what are you looking for?"

Zhao Yuyi was shocked.

She looked back and saw, through the heavy wooden frame, a beauty in royal attire with a towering bun of pearls and green hair.

Zhao Yuyi quickly bowed his head and saluted, and then asked: "Aunt, why are you here?"

Princess Jianing, wearing a gorgeous noble purple gauze skirt, slowly walked out from behind the shelf.

She held a scroll in her hand.

After looking at Zhao Yuyi for a long time, he said slowly: "I am looking for Master Qilin's "Walking in the Snow to Seek Plum Blossoms" here. What about you? What are you looking for?"

Zhao Yuyi rolled his eyes and was about to lie when he heard Princess Jianing say coldly and seriously: "Don't try to lie to me. I heard everything you said just now..."

Zhao Yuyi: "..."