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Liu Yue hugged Qing He and said happily, "Thank you."

When the poetry meet was over, the people dispersed to their homes, bringing with them a clear and stunning performance, and her deeds at the poetry meet swept through the city like a tornado.

"I didn't expect Su Qinghe to be so powerful. No, she was originally that powerful."

"Yeah, she is proficient in every aspect. She can be considered the most talented woman in the Xuanyuan Dynasty."

"Hmm, it's my fortune to have such a talented girl."

"..."

At first, people were all appreciative of Qing He's comments, but gradually, unfavorable comments emerged.

"So what if he is talented? Isn't he a ruined flower? Which man would want a broken shoe?"

"Exactly, didn't they say that she brought Second Young Master Su's script for the poem? Who knows, maybe her poem is really copied."

"Don't be jealous, it's because none of you are as beautiful as Su Qing and her. No one is talented and none of you are like her father. So just be jealous."

"..."

Su Qing and her once again became the most discussed people in the capital.

After Little Bamboo told Qing He all of this, Qing He smiled indifferently, "Whatever they say."

"Achoo!"

Little Bamboo sneezed loudly, then said in a hoarse voice, "Even if Miss participated in the poetry meet, you still didn't tell me. Otherwise, even if I became sick, I would still follow. Listening to others is very exciting."

Qing He helplessly said, "Your young lady was registered by someone with ulterior motives and was forced to participate. When she called out my name, I was stunned for a while."

"What kind of person reported his name? How disgusting."

Qing He threw up his hands, "I don't know about that either. I was cheated by someone when it came to the poem as well. I didn't take anything from second brother. Fortunately, he stood up to help me out."

Little Bamboo angrily said, "Hmph, that person must be jealous of Miss. Second Young Master is really a good person, Ah choo!"

Qing He looked at the light blue sky and said lightly, "No matter what, at least it's safe."

Little Zhu laughed: "That person definitely would not have expected young miss to be so smart. Right, where did Princess Liuyue go? "Why haven't I seen her?"

"She is at either the second young master's place or the first wife's place. Oh, right, where is the Rainbow Night Pearl that I won at the poetry meet?"

Little Bamboo thought for a moment and then shook his head. "Miss didn't tell me before, but Miss usually keeps her valuables in the Dark Pavilion by the bedside. Miss goes there to take a look, and Miss's Golden Silk Clothing is also a rare treasure this year. Achoo!"

Seeing that Little Bamboo was sneezing so frequently, Qing He said with concern, "Drink more hot water, eat medicine on time, and put on more clothes."

"Thank you for Miss' concern. The weather has turned cold and Miss needs to wear more clothes."

Qing He watched as bits and pieces of leaves fell from the tree and floated into the lake. She slowly said, "Little Zhu, what month is it now?"

"It's already the beginning of September."

"Yeah, it's already autumn. Little Zhu, accompany me to mom's place."

Second Madam was embroidering a handkerchief when she saw that Qing He had arrived. She put down what she was doing and smiled gently. "Qing He, Mother has heard of what happened today. Congratulations."

Qing He smiled sweetly, "Thank you mother. Mother, I have some things I want to ask you."

"What is it?"

Qing He looked around. "It's not convenient to talk about it in detail here. Let's talk inside."

Second Madam Gu instructed the servants, "You may all leave first."

Qing He said to Little Bamboo, "Push it down too."

When Qing He and the Second Madam came to the room and closed the door, the Second Madam asked, "Qing He, what is it? Why are you so serious?"

"Mother, who is Chu Grand Commandant? He seems to be very good to me. "

"Chu Grand Commandant is also an influential figure in the past. He is a famous benevolent man who collects rare treasures and is highly regarded by the emperor. He is also the father of the imperial concubine Rui."

"Imperial Consort Rui."

She was my concubine from all those years ago. She had the Sixth Prince, but he committed suicide, so my mother brought you to the Supreme Mistress Palace. Chu Taibai liked you very much, and you were rather close to him.

"So it's like that. Mother, do you know Xue Tao?"

Second Madam thought for a moment. "Xue Tao? He seemed to be a well-known scholar in the capital, the son of the Minister of Rites. Why do you ask him? "

Qing He smiled. "It's nothing. I just wanted to know who in the Prime Minister's Estate is closer to him."

"The one who should be close is Qinqi. They often hang out together, what's wrong with you? "Why are you suddenly asking me about this?"

Qing He slowly said, "It was today's poetry meet. I felt that someone was targeting me, and Teacher's name was registered, and then there was the poem, but I didn't know where the poem came from. At that time, I felt a palm strike at me, and then the poem came out.

Second Madam Gu was shocked. "I thought that you were the one who signed up for the competition. The matter of the registration and the draft of the poem was most likely done by a group of people. Uncle Wu is an old man from the Supreme Mistress Hall and he holds the poetry meet every time. There's no problem with him. Do you suspect Xue Tao?"

Qing He nodded his head: "Yes, I suspect that the wind from the palm was his, and then the poem appeared in a place not far away from me. There are two possibilities, one is that before I went up on stage, the poem was already on me, and his wind palm caused the poem to fall from my body, and the other is that the poem was thrown close to me."

Second Madam thought about it and said, "If that's the case, then it's quite possible. The second method is more likely."

Qing He smiled bitterly: "I was thinking the same thing. His words are always aimed at me. Do I have a grudge with him?"

Second Madam shook her head. "The two of you have never met. What kind of enmity could there be? The poem is really your second brother's."

Qing He nodded, "Second brother confirmed it himself. Second brother's poems are not something that anyone can take out. It's highly likely that the ones who took out the poems are from the Mansion."

Qing He laid in the second wife's arms, his voice choked with emotions. "Mother, I'm so scared, ever since I lost my memories, many bad things have happened. The previous chase almost took my life away, Mother, what did my daughter do wrong? "Why are so many people targeting me?"

Second Madam Ye caressed Qing He's head, a look of helplessness in her eyes. She looked at Qing He and said lovingly, "Mother knows who you suspect, but even if it's them, you have to show evidence. Otherwise, it will be useless."

"Mom, I just want to live a peaceful life."

"This is not something that you can decide. Who told you to be the young miss of the Prime Minister's Estate? There are some things that you have no choice but to get involved in. Qing He, Mother caused you to suffer."

Qing He sat up and looked into Second Madam's eyes. He said gently, "Mother, it's not your fault. It's the fault of those people with ill intentions. Qing He understood now, it's better to pay more attention himself in the future."

She would find evidence. If the First Wife and Qing Yao didn't fall, she definitely wouldn't live a good life.