Her Heartless Evil Man

"Mrs. nine laughed."

"When I get it to the Palace tomorrow, I'll see you. I don't know whether it's about the beauty of the people in the painting or the exquisite painting skill of the painter."

"There's no painting skill, but it's just true."

I was being polite. A servant came trotting outside the door, "Madam nine, please welcome me."

It's my father. It's really a bad time to come. I haven't asked Mrs. 9 about Li'an, but I can't. After all, my father's authority in the prime minister's mansion is unstoppable.

"Yun Qi'er, sit down for a while. I'll come as soon as I go."

"Madam nine, go and be busy. I'll sit down and go."

"Ziqing, go and take out the Longjing I left a few days ago to entertain Miss 17."

I laugh. No one has called Miss seventeen for a long time. I still feel awkward when I listen. It must be called seventeen.

Seeing Mrs. 9 go out of the door, I don't rush away. I sit safely at the table, tasting tea. The tea smell in the first room is very quiet. The girls close to me go out with Mrs. 9. There are strange faces on one side. I see a book on the table. Take it over and open it, and there is a letter in it.

My heart was a little confused. I looked around, "you all go down and I'll read for a while."

The girls retreated at the same time. Ruoqing also withdrew to talk to someone.

I opened the letter in the book and read it quietly. I usually don't deal with other people's business, but today I always think that there may be the news of Li'an in the letter. I can't miss such a good opportunity.

Sure enough, it was Wu Zhao's letter.

Word by word, I was shocked.

It turned out that Wu Zhao was plotted on his way back to Beijing with Li an. Li an was injured and lost the silver of the prime minister's residence. He is recovering from his injury in the inn.

In this way, even if he comes back, with his father's temper, he is also unlucky.

However, on that rainy night, I clearly saw Wu Zhao come back. Since he came back, why did he send a letter?

Did I read it wrong that night? It was not him who picked up the lanterns that night, but someone else.

Many things, even if I see them with my own eyes, are not necessarily true. What's more, I guess only by my body shape. Maybe I'm wrong.

And Li An, in danger, now only Mrs. nine can save him.

Dad still doesn't know such a big thing. Mrs. nine can hold it for a while, but she can't hold it for a lifetime. Those silver coins must be found first to save Li'an's life.

After folding the letter, I still put it back in the book. The ninth lady didn't guard against me, but let me see. This intention made me confused and difficult to guess.

Did she know my heart.

Therefore, she deliberately helped weigh Lian.

No matter how good she is with me, she is not related by blood. I have to figure something out.

I got up and called ruoqing. I told the girls to tell Mrs. 9 that I was not feeling well. I stepped back first and came back to see her another day.

When I returned to Luoxuan Pavilion, I hid in bed and thought carefully. The letter made me more anxious.

Ruoqing still boiled medicine and bird's nest. That night, I suddenly had an appetite. With the spirit, I can find a way to save Li'an.

If Qing doesn't say anything, I can see that she is happy to look at me.

In the evening, a word came from the palace: tomorrow let me enter the palace with Mrs. nine. Unexpectedly, I took a fancy to my painting skills. The queen also wanted to make a painting for her. I was neither laughing nor laughing.

I'm just the 17th young lady in the prime minister's residence. What kind of painter is I.