genius prostitute

Chapter 43
When the team entered Beijing, Princess Changle would not go back to the Prince Regent's Mansion. She murmured that she felt insecure anywhere, obviously she was frightened this time.

After several discussions, the regent decided to send Princess Changle back to the post house, where all the people living there are Donglin people.

Princess Changle did not insist this time.

In Ruixiang Courtyard, there are maids serving in the courtyard and outside the courtyard, and they took out a basin of dirty clothes to wash.

Yun Qingping's arguing voice came from the room: "Bring the mirror! Bring the mirror!"

"Ping'er, don't get excited." Chu Hanlin comforted in a soft voice.

Yun Ziluo had already stepped into the room, and saw Yun Jianshu and Mrs. Zhou helping Yun Qingping by the bed.

"Ping'er, listen to the Fourth Prince, the gauze can't be removed indiscriminately, the injury will heal in a few days." Zhou said with tears in her eyes.

Yun Qingping's hair was disheveled, and she was sitting on the bed in a middle coat, her hands were held down by Chu Hanlin, half of the gauze on her face was removed, and a little blood was visible outside.

Her eyes were dim and her voice was hoarse: "I want to see, I want to look in the mirror, I want to see my face! Why are you all stopping me?"

She raised her eyes slowly, but happened to see Yun Ziluo standing still in the room.After a moment of daze, Yun Qingping screamed: "What are you doing here? Get out! Did you come to see my jokes! Get out!"

"Ping'er!" Chu Hanlin shouted, his tone slightly displeased.

His Ping'er is not so impolite, not so rough and loud!
Yun Qingping's voice choked up, tears streaming down her face: "Han Lin, is it because my face is so ugly that you start to dislike me?"

"No!" Chu Hanlin did not know how many times he explained, "The injury on your face is fine."

"Don't lie to me!" Yun Qingping gritted her teeth and wept.

"Yes, Fourth Prince, what are you doing to lie to her?"

A clear and loud voice came in, and Yun Ziluo smiled, and at some point in her hand, she took a small bronze mirror in front of the dressing table and placed it in front of Yun Qingping.

With the other hand, he tore off her veil casually, and said indifferently: "It's a secret for a while, it's better to let her accept it as soon as possible!"

It was too late for Chu Hanlin's hand to cover it.

As soon as the white gauze was pulled off, Yun Qingping's right cheek clearly appeared in front of everyone.

The original beautiful face was replaced by three blatant scars, bloody and horrific, one of which was directly drawn to the corner of the mouth, the lips moved slightly, and the wound was even more terrifying.

Yun Ziluo was dumbfounded.

How can the woman in front of her be compared with the gorgeous and fair-skinned Yun Qingping back then?
As for Yun Qingping, she let out a shocking exclamation, rolled her eyes, and fell unconscious.

"Pinger!" Crying, Zhou pushed Yun Ziluo away, "You did it on purpose! You did it on purpose!"

Yun Jianshu caught Yun Ziluo from behind, and looked at Zhou Shi coldly. Because of Chu Hanlin's presence, he wanted to explode but held back.

"Ping'er's injury was not caused by Luo Er, it has nothing to do with her, and Ping'er's mental ability is too fragile!" He stated the fact firmly.

Chu Hanlin urgently called Qing Ye to call the doctor, and covered Yun Qingping's face with a white gauze, and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while the doctor came in and pinched Yun Qingping, who woke up leisurely, and when he woke up, there was another earth-shattering cry of ghosts and gods.

Yun Ziluo frowned, and while everyone was surrounding Yun Qingping's bed, she quietly left the room.

The next day, the Empress Dowager announced a group of people to enter the palace.

When Yun Ziluo thought of her marriage with Chu Hanlin, she couldn't help but feel tense. Could it be because of this?
In the Palace of Compassion and Ning, the Empress Dowager is sitting in the middle, with the lower left hand Xiao Tong wearing a red shirt, holding the folding fan borrowed from Yun Ziluo last time, fanning the wind leisurely, while the lower right hand is a middle-aged monk, Master Yuankong with a face full of Buddha's light.

"Amitabha, sometimes you must have your destiny, and there is no time to force it. The birthdays of the Fourth Prince and Miss Yun are just in conflict with the sky for these three years, and it is not suitable to get married within three years." Master Yuankong followed the standing The angry Chu Hanlin on the other side explained.

"Aunt Queen Mother." Yun Ziluo stepped forward.

The queen mother nodded, her face was very ugly.

"Luo'er, the Ai family specially invited Master Yuankong, the abbot of Zhenguo Temple, and Xiao Tong, the first son of the capital, to give you and Hanlin fortune-telling."

She sighed for a long time: "It turned out to be a big disaster, and she couldn't get married within three years. She also said that the matter between Princess Changle and Ping'er was caused by the previous marriage against God's will." Yun Ziluo was stunned, her face remained calm , looked at Xiao Tong.

There was a slight smile on the corner of Xiao Tong's mouth.

The queen mother hurriedly added: "Xiao Tong is good at Fengshui gossip, and Master Yuankong is second to none in Yuanjing."

"Then what does the queen mother plan to do?" According to her understanding, the queen mother is quite superstitious.

"Your marriage contract should be postponed for three years. Anyway, if Luo Er doesn't marry, Han Lin won't marry again. It will be fine for a few years." The queen mother finally opened her mouth, sighing, obviously very unwilling, "The morning after tomorrow, let Princess Changle, Ping'er and all the female family members in Beijing went to Zhenguo Temple to offer incense and recite sutras for three days in order to ask for forgiveness from the Bodhisattva."

And so it was settled.

As soon as Yun Ziluo left the Compassionate Ning Palace, he rushed back to the west courtyard in a hurry.

"Tao'er, pack your things, let's go back to Yunfu!"

Tao'er was hiding behind a big tree talking to Zhan Xing. During this time, the two of them were almost inseparable. Hearing Yun Ziluo's order, she was so happy that she ran out to ask the reason.

Yun Ziluo told the truth, she glanced at the black corner of her clothes behind the tree, and frowned slightly.

An hour later, she and Tao'er had already transported a large cart of things back to Liyuan. Ghost and Zhanxing each recruited their subordinates to help carry them, and within a short while, everything was done.

And she changed into men's clothes again, rode a little yellow horse, and ran towards the Prince Regent's Mansion.

Gui Xing got the news, took Yun Ziluo to sit down in the front hall, poured a glass of Yuqian Longjing with his own hands, placed it on the seat, and said: "Second Miss, wait a moment, the prince has a meeting in the study, no one dares to go in and disturb her now."

Yun Ziluo nodded, jumped off the teacher's chair, and turned around in the front hall.

There are several landscape paintings by famous masters hanging on the wall, and under each painting there are inscriptions filled in by later generations.

Yun Ziluo's eyes were quickly attracted by these fonts.

"This is what our lord put it on." Gui Xing explained triumphantly from behind.

"Oh?" Yun Ziluo became interested, so he simply stood in front of a painting and studied the regent's style of writing seriously.

Seeing that she was fascinated, Gui Xing didn't dare to disturb her, and retreated quietly.

Yun Ziluo gazed at the majestic and majestic handwriting of the Regent King, with each stroke and stroke, full of thick ink, full of dragons and phoenixes, self-contained, and can be used as a model post for famous masters.

She couldn't help chuckling, stretched out her slender hand, and stroked each word gently, as if what was in her palm was not the word, but the cheek of the Prince Regent.

Suddenly, some hard object hit the fingertips, and Yun Ziluo froze for a moment, then touched the word "Jiang" that he touched just now, and the sharp and hard touch became even stronger.

She rolled up the picture scroll from bottom to top, and saw a small round bump on the wall behind the picture scroll, and her mind was buzzing.

There are articles!
I reached out and pressed the bump, but there was no response.

Curiosity was thoroughly aroused, she continued to roll up other scrolls, and found that there were such protrusions on the back of many scrolls, and some had more than one.

Yun Ziluo's heart was spinning rapidly, and suddenly found that the structure of this hall was designed according to the eight trigrams of heaven and earth.And these protrusions are also like a small formation.

So she decisively pressed down the corresponding protrusion according to the method of dissolving the formation.

After all the protrusions in place were pressed down, there was a loud "boom boom boom" sound, and the seemingly intact wall of the front hall was pushed open from the middle, and it turned out to be a secret door!
As soon as Yun Ziluo opened the secret door, she regretted it.

Curiosity killed the cat!
She seems to have peeped into other people's secrets.

And as soon as the secret door opened, countless eyes "swish, swish, swish" all shot at her.

Behind the secret door, there were more than a dozen people sitting. The leading man was wearing a black robe and was holding a teacup. His eyes were cold and his thin lips were tightly pursed.The ghost shape was standing beside the regent with a stunned expression, looking at Yun Ziluo on the other side of the secret door.

All these ministers were too shocked to speak.

"Qing——" Yun Jianshu, who was sitting first, stood up excitedly after being dazed, and kicked over the pear wood chair he was sitting on with a "bang bang".

That name was never called out, and I didn't have the courage to call it out.

He just rubbed his eyes desperately, is it presbyopia?

Why, he actually saw Qingqing?

Qingqing has been dead for so many years... Impossible, impossible!

calm!calm!
He glanced slightly at the regent, and saw that he didn't pay attention to his gaffe, but turned his eyes away to stare at the man with a look of astonishment.

Yun Jianshu didn't even dare to say that name.

Yun Ziluo bowed her head and said in a rough voice, "I, the servant, is the servant who changes the tea for the Prince Regent."

Before the regent could speak, Gui Xing said with a gloomy face, "Still going out? Can you come to this place?"

"Yes." Yun Ziluo hurriedly turned around and ran out.

"Wait!" the regent said in a low voice.

Yun Ziluo turned around: "Is there anything else you want to order?"

"Refill my tea." Uncontrollable surprise flashed in the regent's eyes, he tried his best to suppress the excitement in his tone, and pointed to the teacup.

He never expected that Yun Ziluo would suddenly appear under his nose.

The beautiful figure that I miss so much and can't get rid of every moment will suddenly appear by my side without any warning.

He was momentarily pleasantly surprised.

Yun Ziluo bowed her head in response, walked to the marble desk, Ghost Shape had already brought the hot water out of the inner room, handed it to her, and whispered: "Be careful!"

Yun Ziluo walked step by step to the regent's side, and the regent had already opened the lid of the teacup by himself.

Staring at Yun Ziluo at close range, the woman's complexion is fair, her eyebrows are slanted, and her eyes are full of affection and timidity. His mood couldn't be better.

Stretching out his hand, he grasped Yun Ziluo's robe under the desk, and gently pulled it a few times.

With her phoenix eyes, she looked at the ministers below, her thin lips parted slightly, and she asked coldly, "Is there anything else for you?"

"It's all right, the regent is busy, and the veterans will leave." The group stood up and said goodbye.

Yun Jianshu looked at Yun Ziluo, hesitant to speak.

If he doesn't know that it is Yun Ziluo now, then he has been hurting Yun Ziluo for so many years.

The regent has changed from holding Yun Ziluo's clothes to holding her hanging little hand, wrapping the cold little hand in his palm.

Yun Jianshu saw that the crowd had almost dispersed, and when only the regent, Yun Ziluo, ghost shape and himself were left in the study, he opened his mouth and said, "Luoer—"

Yun Ziluo bit her red lips, pulled out her hand, walked out and said, "Father, how do you know it's me?"

Yun Jianshu frowned deeply: "Who told me to be your father! The birthmark on your face..." It was hard to say anything later, and he turned to look at her face, "Luo Er, come back home with me, Dad has Let me ask you."

The regent frowned slightly, stood up and said: "General Yun, if you have nothing to do, go back first, the king and your daughter have something to discuss."

(End of this chapter)