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On the silk, the girl was standing under a plum blossom tree with a pink dress and a sharp chin. Her face was red and pale, and her eyes were deep and profound.

When master zhou saw it, his eyes immediately turned red and his body trembled in excitement. However, the man didn't shimmer when he had tears in his eyes. He forcefully held back his tears, rolled up the painting, and presented it to his wife.

"Yes, this is Ning'er. This is her appearance when she was alive, my bitter daughter. When I was alive, you were already very sick, and now you're dead, yet you're still dead. I'm letting you down!" "My bitter daughter …"

Madame Zhou hugged the painting, feeling guilty and sad, crying her heart out.

"Madam, don't be sad. Ning'er doesn't want to see you this upset. Your health is not good, so don't make your husband worry!"

Madame Zhou swallowed her saliva. Her eyes were almost blinded from crying. Finally, she was supported back to her room by the girls.

Ji Yunshu packed her things, placed the Sandalwood Box in her arms, and prepared to leave.

"Mr. Ji, hold it." master zhou called out to her, took out a bag of silver and stuffed it over. "This silver, I hope that mister will accept it."

"There's no need. I have some work to do for the yamen. The county magistrate will make it up to me."

She pushed the silver back and walked out of the mourning hall.

She really couldn't take that money. She had to work for the yamen, so she had to take the money from the Shangguan family. If she took in the private money, then no one would need to go through the yamen to find her.

As the saying goes, without rules, there is no limit. At that time, there are still some benefits!

The rain got heavier and heavier. Ji Yunshu returned to the Ji Family from the Zhou Mansion's original path. She did not walk through the main entrance but through a side door.

West Wing Yard

Luan Er looked outside anxiously. When she saw Ji Yunshu, she quickly went up to her.

"Miss, it has been almost four hours since you left. old mistress sent someone over just now saying that a few distinguished guests had arrived in the capital and wouldn't let you go for the banquet tonight. She even said that you were painting for a dead person to make things worse."

"I didn't want to go anyway, what are you panicking for?"

"But all the ladies in the courtyard have part in it, and yet they ignored you, Miss." Luan Er complained.

"I'm just afraid of the liveliness, it's not like you don't know about it. Besides, it's raining today, so you should rest in the house."

Ji Yunshu washed her hands with water from the eaves and entered the house.

Luan Er felt heartbroken for her master and followed after him with a sigh.

Ji Yunshu had changed out of her men's clothing and changed out of her makeup. Her skin was fair and her appearance beautiful. Under her gentle and elegant face, there was a hint of wisdom and intelligence.

However, the beauty in the mirror was not her original appearance.

When she woke up five years ago, she was actually the third young miss of the Jinjiang at only thirteen. Memories rushed into her mind, and she found out that the original owner of the body was a disliked daughter, that her mother was born in a brothel, that her father had only had her when he was drunk, and that her mother had died from childbirth when she was born. Since she was young, she had been thrown into a courtyard in the west wing of the carriage, under the care of Senior Servant Zhang.

Afterwards, the monthly tribute in the courtyard became less and less, and the thirteen-year-old Ji Yunshu starved to death, leaving only skin and bones.

And the new Ji Yunshu was alive.

Fortunately, she was a famous reformer in the 21st century, who specialized in making facial models for archaeological skeletons, so she planned to resume her old profession and go to the yamen to paint pictures of the unrecognizable dead.

But because of this, the entire Ji Family did not like her at all. After all, Ji Family was a famous clan, but Ji Yunshu often came into contact with corpses. If this were to spread, wouldn't it cause Ji Family to lose all face?

Thus, every time Ji Yunshu went to work, she would disguise herself as a man and would never mention her family's background. Since Ji Family had ignored her, she was happy and at ease, occasionally adding new clothes to her salary at the yamen.

In the past five years, Ji Yunshu had gradually gotten used to this body and was able to use it with ease.