"Um..." Nan Qinyue fell down with a embarrassed face and ate the dog with a dog's shit. She couldn't help but whimper, and her eyes turned red.

Fortunately, the officials who came with her and the guards around her were not much better than her, and they all fell into a ball.

"Mr. Shi, are you okay?" The palace guards were trained and reacted faster, quickly got up, and quickly helped Nan Qinyue up.

Nan Qinyue covered herself with swollen cheeks and looked at the yard coldly: "It's okay."

How long has it been?

How long has it been since she passed the female official exam and became a female history exam?

How long has it been since no one dared to show her a casual look?

This taste is really nostalgic.

"What should we do now?" Several palace guards were specially designed by the empress dowager to protect Nan Qinyue's family and return to their husband's house to visit relatives.

After receiving a letter from Fei Ge one day, Nan Qinyue immediately turned around and took them to Yunzhou, and happened to learn about the serious injury of His Highness Prince Lian.

After receiving the news of a carrier pigeon, Mingyue Nushi asked them to go straight to the yamen of the prefect of Yunzhou, and asked the prefect to inform the local guerrilla generals immediately to go to Qinjia Xiufang to take down the prisoners who poisoned Prince Lian.

The prefect avoided it, but he still sent a few small officials to accompany Mingyue Nu Shi to Qinjia Embroidery Shop to see the situation.

Who knew that they rushed over with great enthusiasm and met Prince Lian, who was unconscious, and woke up.

Prince Lian, who woke up, actually proved that this matter had nothing to do with the female criminal named Chu Yu.

They were also driven out.

Nan Qinyue slowly lowered her eyes and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her lips: "What should I do? Since His Highness the Prince ensured that Miss Chu was not the one who harmed him, let's wait for news from the palace."

After saying that, she patted her sleeves, looked at the courtyard with a deep look, and then turned around and left.

The palace guards immediately looked at each other. The female Lord Shi rushed over so vigorously, then patted her butt and left?

But what if you don't leave?

They also heard about the daimyo weaving in Jiangnan from afar in Shangjing. At first they thought they were ordinary businessmen.

But today I saw the uncrowned official. Before they could come back from his natural beauty, they were overturned out of the yard with one sleeve and experienced what a master-level force crushing is.

If the officials cannot be transferred, the troops cannot be dispatched.

What can a few of them do to the palace guards?

So a group of people left in shame again.

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Nan Qinyue had just returned to the inn and pushed open his door. She saw a tall and clear back sitting at her table drinking.

When the young man sitting at the table saw her coming in, he raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why, have you been driven out?"

Nan Qinyue paused her hand and looked at the other party coldly: "What are you doing here? General Chang."

Chang Shengdai put down the wine glass in his hand and sneered: "If I don't come, how can I see Mingyue's girl Shi's rare embarrassing look?"

Nan Qinyue turned around and entered the door, closed the door casually, sat down in front of her, and poured himself a glass of wine: "You haven't completed the task assigned by the old man, so do you want to see other people's jokes?"

She paused and said sarcastically: "It's a pity that I'm not you, nor is it a fool like Nan Zhijing. If you die, you will drag others down."

When talking about Nan Zhijing, Nan Qinyue's handsome and calm face did not hide her disgust at all.

Chang Shengdai raised his head and looked at her faintly: "Nan Qinyue, for the fact that you and I were a little in love when they were young, I will only remind you one thing: Nan Zhijing died in her greedy and lustful heart. You have always been arrogant and arrogant than her. The uncle of the country is just taking advantage of your desire to get the position of the head of the Nan family to avenge his daughter whom he really loves. You have finally gotten into the position of the female history, so why bother to get involved in this muddy water and be your bright moon girl history, and have a bright future."

Nan Qinyue looked at her indifferently: "Thank you, Major General Chang for your advice. If you finish speaking, Leng Yang will see you off."

As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome and sharp guard opened the door: "Please, General Chang."

Chang Shengdai glanced at Nan Qinyue and raised his eyebrows lightly: "Haha."

Then she turned and left.

After seeing her leaving, the handsome guard went straight into the door, tied the door, walked to Nan Qinyue and sat down: "Sir, Major General Chang is..."

"She is a stupid person and doesn't know anything." Nan Qinyue snorted lightly and threw the cup that Chang Shengdai had drunk on the ground.

Listening to the crisp and broken sound, a deep, sharp and ambitious light flashed in her slender eyes: "The forces in the aristocratic family are not complicated, how can they be self-disciplined? If I don't take action to avenge Nan Zhijing, I have finally settled in the position of female Shi in recent years, I am afraid that I can't beat my father's slander in front of the empress dowager."

Leng Yang frowned slightly: "Uncle Guo won't do this..."

"He won't?" Nan Qinyue sneered, with a gloomy expression: "In my father's heart, probably only Nan Zhijing and my younger brother are his children. As for me... it's just an accident that he doesn't want to see."

Leng Yang remained silent: "It's hard for the piano player to deal with."

Nan Qinyue slowly poured himself a glass of wine: "It is difficult to deal with the piano player, but the one named Chu Yu is just a low-born girl. I really think that if I get fucked, I will become a phoenix, and I will lean against a big tree to enjoy the cool air."

"Did the female Lord Shi say that Chu Yu's life experience is wrong?" Leng Yang was stunned and raised his eyebrows in disbelief.

As soon as he entered Yunzhou to find out the news, he heard various legends of the girl called Chu Yu. She was smart, clever, skillful, and kind-hearted. She never forgot to praise her - "It turns out that she is the little fairy lady from the Goddess of Ci Xinqin."

Nan Qinyue sneered lightly, her eyebrows and eyes were full of contempt: "What little fairy lady, she is just an orphan whose origin is unknown and her parents are unknown. The zither probably felt that a zither god with a snowy bone in the nine days was not enough to be gimmicked, and she spent her time holding up a puppet with a poor and humble thread."

"But I think she can be the president of the business committee, and she has received so many shopping mall veterans' praise, but I'm afraid she can't just rely on people to praise her." Leng Yang said objectively.

Nan Qinyue narrowed her eyes and sneered: "She has some erotic skills, but if someone hadn't helped her cheat secretly and give advice from experts, could she have won the Xiangnan Gong family and take the position of the commercial president?"

Nan Qinyue paused, with arrogance and contempt between her eyebrows: "You can climb from a poor and humble person to your current position. You may also be a foot washer who warms your bed to your third master. You can climb to that high mountain flower. But this scheming is much better than my stupid sister."

Leng Yang said thoughtfully: "Mr. Shi, the lower official always feels..."

"Don't call me Master Shi, Leng Yang." Nan Qinyue suddenly leaned into Leng Yang's chest, raised her hand and put the cup in her hand into his lips, and smiled gently: "Call me Yue'er."

Leng Yang held her thin body and skillfully hugged her tightly. He drank the next glass of wine with her hand, and his voice began to sway: "Yue'er..."

"Yeah." Nan Qinyue responded softly, and there was no dignified and steady aura on the face of Shi Shi, who was smiling charmingly to untie his collar: "A man like Qin Sheng, who looks cold and snowy, looks unattainable no matter how good he is, no matter how good he is, that is, a fierce idiot like Nan Zhijing will like that kind of man. He was also deceived by the untouchables surnamed Chu and that man. He was heartbroken for his own man, and even his life was given to him."

When she was in the palace, she knew that Qin Sanye's mother was very mysterious, but she had no surname. Later, after receiving a letter from Nan Zhijing's wet nurse, her father also focused on checking Chuyu's origin.

Although the piano player covers it up well, how could such a big person not reveal any clues?

Finally, it was found that the woman was just a little constable from Yunzhou City, and she was originally working under the hands of the third master of Qinjia.

Unfortunately, the idiot Nan Zhijing died before she could know the truth that she was fooled by the man she loved and the little vixen.

"Haha, this is my idiot who is spoiled by my father and he doesn't know whether to distinguish right from wrong. It's not a pity to die." Nan Qinyue laughed, her laughter was free and unrestrained, and her eyebrows were filled with pleasure.

Nan Zhijing is dead, and her biggest opponent is gone. She is bound to win the Nan family.

Leng Yang looked at Nan Qinyue, and for a moment it was difficult to associate the woman in her arms with the slender woman standing on the high palace steps, who was gentle and elegant, with a bookish look but with a wise and wise look.

Nan Qinyue leaned over Leng Yang's lips, kissed her, and said gently: "It's my Leng Yang who knows the most about it."

Leng Yang hugged her: "Are you not afraid of Lord Wang coming to catch the traitor?"

Nan Qinyue chuckled, and his slender eyes were cold: "There is no use for nothing, but a scholar. That waste, who is a good man, doesn't care."

After saying that, she exhaled in Leng Yang's ear: "Hug me."

A veil fell down, covering up the beautiful body entanglements.

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Qinjia Embroidery Shop

"Your Highness, Chu Yu has something unknown. Can you ask you alone for a while?" Chu Yu sat at the table and watched the servant who had fed Prince Lian's medicine leave, and couldn't help but speak.

She knew that her speech was presumptuous, but she still couldn't help but want to ask for it clearly.

Seeing this, Prince Lian nodded weakly while coughing, signaling the others to leave.

Aunt Jin originally wanted to object, but finally remained silent for a while before looking at Lao Jin.

Lao Jin nodded, inserted a golden needle into the acupoint on Prince Lian's hand, and whispered: "Your Highness must not force yourself to keep your mind. If you are unwell, you would rather fall asleep."

Prince Lian pointed at him and signaled that he understood.

Lao Jin, Aunt Jin and others looked at each other, then stood up and led the servants out.

Only the snow-white figure standing in the middle of the room, looking up at the landscape picture beside the wall, as if he had heard nothing.

Chu Yu looked at the cat standing there proudly, his eyebrows twitched, his big eyes turned and he was about to say something to send him away, but he saw Prince Lian waved his hand at him and leaned against the bed with half support.

Chu Yu quickly went up and helped Prince Lian: "Be careful of your Highness."

Before she could touch Prince Lian, she saw a snow-white sleeve suddenly blocking her face, and a snow-white hand stretched out from her, helping Prince Lian to sit down.

By the way, she swept her sleeves a little and sat back on her stool in the original position.

Chu Yu looked speechlessly at the beauty in white who suddenly appeared beside the bed, and stroked her forehead helplessly: "Baibai..."

"Cough cough cough...hehe...hehe...girl, aren't you asking me why I want to protect...you?" Prince Lian showed a nearly painful smile on his pale, black and blue face.

"Look...this is the reason...ahem...It's not because of your blessing. Our Master Qin San...is disdain to touch us...those ordinary people...ahem..."

Chu Yu was stunned and looked at Prince Lian with a vague expression: "Does Your Highness believe that I will not poison you because of Qin Sheng?"

What is Prince Lian’s relationship with Qin Sheng?

Could it be that Mr. Qin San is the illegitimate son of His Highness the Prince outside?

Because he owes his son for many years, he tolerated Qin Sheng so much that Master Qin was cuckolded?

Looking at Prince Lian's reaction, Chu Yu couldn't help but start to radiate his own thinking and thought about it all over his mind.
To be continued...