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Chapter VIII

Uncle Junior: "The plan is going well, and the eldest prince has already been captured by the Jia family. You can also take action in Zhaoshi. Follow the eldest prince and let the eldest prince serve as a shield for you."

"Yes." Zhao Shi stood up and responded.

The uncle's mouth was hooked: "If necessary, help the eldest prince."

Zhao Shi should be the same as the corners of his mouth.

"San Young Master, our Dingyuan Duke Mansion has had abnormal movements during this period." Zhao Wu stood up and reported.

"Abnormal movement?" The junior uncle frowned, "What is the abnormal movement?"

Zhao Wu: "It must be someone who secretly contacted those people."

"Oh?" The uncle of the junior teacher thought for a while. He would definitely not be the emperor's person or the eldest prince's person. "Can they be the third prince and the imperial concubine? With their relationship with Dingyuan Duke Mansion, they want to gain the support of Dingyuan Duke Mansion's connections in the military?"

Others think that this speculation from the uncle of the junior teacher is very likely.

Anger appeared on everyone's faces.

These two people betrayed the Dingyuan Duke Mansion and actually wanted to obtain the connections of the Dingyuan Duke Mansion in the army. Why is they so thick-skinned?

The uncle of the junior teacher said that the royal people are so thick-skinned.

The imperial concubine married into the royal family and was no longer a member of the Zhao family, so her face naturally developed in the direction of the royal family.

The junior uncle originally planned to let the eldest prince jump out and fight the third prince and the emperor, but now it seems that the third prince is a little impatient.

It seems that I have to do something and attack the third prince, so that he has no time and energy to think about things that do not belong to him.

Of course, we cannot defeat the person in an instant, so that the third prince will be denied the qualification to participate in the struggle.

The uncle of the junior teacher said, "Zhao Wu, you secretly stare at our connections in the army. If it is really the third prince who wins them over, you can judge whether those connections are still loyal to Dingyuan Duke Mansion. If not, then don't worry. If so, then contact them secretly and let them pretend to be attracted by the third prince."

"Yes." Zhao Wu responded.

The junior uncle sighed: "It seems that God is destined to save a poor girl."

Everyone: "??"

Chunyu Muping took her maid to walk on the stone steps in the back mountain. Looking at the sparse and cheerful scenery around her, she felt a little cheerful.

But when she thought of the sign-up, her brows frowned.

What she asked for was her marriage, but what she asked for was a sign.

How can this make her feel good?

She can't figure it out?

Why sign it?

You should know that her father was discussing her marriage with the third prince. Her mother said that she wanted to be the third prince's concubine.

The third prince is the emperor's favorite son, and there is a great hope of taking that position. It is very likely that she will become the queen in the future!

How could such a good marriage be signed?

Could it be that something will happen that will prevent the marriage from succeeding?

Chunyu Muping couldn't figure it out, and her mood suddenly became even more gloomy.

"Miss, there is a pavilion there, let's go there for a rest." The maid Qiuming asked when she saw a pavilion halfway up the mountain.

Chunyu Muping nodded. She was indeed tired after walking for so long.

The two climbed up a few more steps, getting closer to the pavilion, but stopped hesitantly.

There is already someone in the pavilion, but he is still a man.

Chunyu Muping didn't know whether she should walk over.

Although the defenses of men and women in this era were not as strict as those of the Ming and Qing dynasties, they were the same as those in the Song Dynasty. The ladies still had fewer contacts with foreign men.

But he heard the man say, "Miss is a destined person, so it's better to go into the pavilion and sit down."

The man's voice is divided into nice sounds, like a clear spring in the mountains.

And men are also very beautiful.

Chunyu Muping and Qiu Ming couldn't help but be stunned.

Chunyu Muping herself looks very good. She is a famous beauty in the circle of noble women in the capital, but the men in the pavilion make her feel ashamed.

The men in the pavilion are as beautiful and cold as lotus flowers on the top of a snow-capped mountain, elegant and unattainable, and have a fairy spirit.

The silver hair shone with golden light under the sunlight, making the man in front of him look more like an immortal Linfan.

"You, you..." Chunyu Muping spoke for a long time, "Are you an immortal?"

The man chuckled: "I am not an immortal, but just a trekker on the road to seeking immortality."

"Looking for immortals?" Chunyu Muping. "Then he is still an immortal?"

Man: "I am just a cultivator, but I haven't become an immortal yet, and I'm just a little different from ordinary people."

That's no ordinary person anymore.

Chunyu Muping hurriedly saluted the man: "I have seen this young master."

Qiu Ming followed the ceremony.

The man smiled and said, "No need to be polite. Miss Chunyu invites you to sit in and have a cup of hot tea."

Chunyu Muping was surprised: "Sir, do you recognize me?"

The man: "I don't recognize you, I just know that Miss Chunyu is my destined person today."

Chunyu Muping entered the pavilion with full of doubts, sat down beside the man, and asked, "Why did the young master say that I am the young master's destined person?"

Man: "I occasionally meet people who are confused and help them resolve their doubts. These people are my destined people."

"So that's it." Chunyu Muping breathed a sigh of relief. She thought, she thought...

Chunyu Muping's cheeks couldn't help but flushed.

After calming down, Chunyu Muping suppressed the shame in her heart and then spoke: "Young Master, I do have doubts in my heart, so I'll help me solve my doubts."

Man: "But for your marriage?"

Chunyu Muping nodded: "I asked for marriage in front of the Buddha today, but I got a sign. The person who will make a engagement with me is very good and has a high status. He is the husband that all women in Beijing want. Why did I get a sign? Could it be that this marriage will not succeed?"

The man poured a cup of hot tea and handed it to Chunyu Muping, and said, "Miss Chunyu's red phoenix star moves. If you think about it, this marriage will definitely succeed. It's just..."

"Just what?" Chunyu Muping asked hurriedly.

The man sighed: "This marriage is a disaster for the young lady. If the young lady gets married, she will return to the underworld in just one year."

"How could it be?" Chunyu Muping didn't believe it.

"Go to the mother and keep the son." The man continued.

Chunyu Muping opened her eyes even wider.

"So that's the case, did it die because of childbirth?" Chunyu Muping murmured, no longer doubting the man's words.

In ancient times, women gave birth to a hurdle, and they were easily lost.

"Then if I don't give birth this time, will I be able to survive the disaster?" Chunyu Muping asked.

If this baby would take her life, then she would abort the baby.

Compared with children, your own life is more important.

And after going through this disaster, she can still have another child!
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