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At this time, Luo Zixian, as the honored guest, also felt disheartened. He held his own bite wound and gasped.

He was only out to find a small bookkeeper who could bring him to the Imperial College. Normally, he wouldn't do any heavy work.

He had just looked up to a clever boy and was full of joy as he wanted to choose him, but he didn't expect that boy to be unwilling.

Buying slaves was rejected, and Luo Zi, Xun, was the first of the nobles in Yan Kingdom.

If he wasn't willing, then forget about it, he didn't want to force it, but when people saw his identity, they greedily wanted to eat this fat of his. They coquettishly advised: "This little servant who just got his hands on is so wild, and after taking him back to train for a few days, he will definitely be clever and bring him out again with some face."

"Ah, grandpa, don't believe me. There isn't a child on the street more righteous than him."

These words were not false. Although the child's hair was disheveled and clothes were tattered, it was obvious that he had a good appearance. Just his pair of dark and quick-witted eyes were of a rare high grade.

However, Luo Zixian considered himself to be a reasonable person, and was happy to show others the Luo Mansion's side of reason. He saw this handsome young master lift up his robe, bending down to kneel in front of this child and extend his hand.

"Are you coming back with me?" Thinking that it wasn't tempting enough, Luo Zi Xun added: "I'll give you some meat to eat."

Then Luo Zi was bitten, and screams could be heard three streets away.

The child who bit Luo Zi and was sold as a servant was none other than Chu Huai Nan.

He practiced the Bone Withdrawal Technique and happily made some movements while waiting for his daughter-in-law to come save him. He was even happier if he used more strength from the human tooth. His daughter-in-law would definitely not be able to save him, right?

However, the one who couldn't bear it was not Zhao He, but Luo Zixian. When he saw the child being beaten up, he had a strange smile on his face. He was finished. He must have been beaten silly.

"Forget it, stop hitting him. Consider it as me buying him and sending him to the Luo Residence."

Luo Zi took a silver ingot and the boss caught it happily. Seeing that he had achieved his goal, he put away the whip and spat at Chu Huainan:

"You've really hit the jackpot. Why aren't you thanking your future master?"

At this moment, Chu Huai Nan was blinking his eyes as he tried his best to look for Zhao He's figure in the crowd. She actually left?

Aooo! Why did this foolish woman not save him!?

A long, long time later, Chu Huai Nan suddenly remembered the pain he got from these whips for nothing. When he tried to pester Zhao He with an excuse, Zhao He said with a smile, "Didn't you always teach me that if something goes wrong, there must be a demon? Don't meddle in other people's business, don't meddle in other people's business …"

Only now did he realize that he had lost in his own teachings to Zhao He since he was young. He shouldn't have taken the script of the white lotus Mary Sue and plotted against his daughter-in-law. It was completely useless!

At this moment, Zhao He and Li An had left the area to watch the show, but they didn't head over to the family that was going to the clinic. Instead, they went to a lively teahouse.

The process of Li An's diagnosis had always been boring. In addition, the process needed to be quiet and even breathing heavily. It was very restrained, so he intentionally left Zhao He in the teahouse, allowing her to pass the time by herself.

The waiter at the teahouse was clearly an acquaintance of Li An. As soon as he came up, he led Li An to a quiet place on the second floor that was close to the stage.

"Cake and tea, all the same."

The waiter responded and left with a smile.

"You can wait for me here. I'll come pick you up after my diagnosis."

Before leaving, he moved closer to Zhao He and whispered slyly, "The owner of this shop knows me well. If there's anything you need, please do not hesitate to trouble him."

Lee Ang was waiting for Zhao He. He had always been this meticulous. Zhao He was a little touched and a little helpless. "Alright, my Doctor Li. I promise I won't run around and obediently wait for your return."

Li An then left in peace.

At the right time, the waiter loosened his teacups, and Zhao He's gaze was still lingering on the stage. He didn't know which emperor was singing the song, or if it was sung by a talented woman, but the sound coming from the upper corner of the stage was very pleasant to the ears.

She picked up a cup of tea and put it down.

He thought for a while, then lifted his hand to remove the veil covering his face.

"Whap."

Amidst the clamor of the restaurant, the sound of a cup being broken was exceptionally clear. Zhao He inexplicably panicked and looked towards the source of the sound.

Other than a pile of broken porcelain, there was nothing special about it. As for the table not far from hers, the guests had long since dispersed, leaving behind a messy table.

Zhao He touched his face … It should be fine.

Yao Zhi, on the other hand, grabbed her skirt and ran out of the teahouse in panic. Hiding in the shadow of the teahouse's front door, she uncertainly looked up the stairs.

It's her!

The purple figure was still sipping tea, oblivious to everything. She was not mistaken, nor was she hallucinating.

The hand holding her skirt tightly clenched, her eyes filled with hostility.

Xie Zhangzhen, you really aren't dead.

What a great life.

Yao Zhi walked out from the shadows on the side of the door, her eyes were filled with a strange joy.

Since he was still alive, he might as well play with her. On the palanquin in front of the door, she said in a deep voice:

"To Nine."

Recently, Yan Jiuke seemed to have gotten busy. Although the decree to bestow marriage had not yet been passed down, there were already quite a few people who had already leaked the news. As for the rest who did not know about this, they could guess at the odd atmosphere.

What did His Majesty's decree mean? It was undoubtedly helping the Ninth Prince and the Xie Clan ally.

What did His Majesty mean by helping the Xie Estate ally with the Ninth Prince? When they recalled that the position of the crown prince was still empty up till now, the ministers were the most adept at following the flow, fawning over Yan Jiuke's residence as if they were crazy.

It was unfortunate that Yaoqi had come. Yan Jiuke was not in the manor, so she did not feel disappointed. She rushed straight to his study, and before she could even open the door, she heard the sound of a quarrel coming from inside.

"Are you crazy? Do you know what you're talking about? "

"That woman is a scourge. Mo Ying, if you're really doing this for your master, then don't submit the results of your investigation to him!"

Yaoqi raised her eyebrows. These two could be considered experts normally, but today they were all so emotional that they didn't notice that she was eavesdropping outside?

"I don't know how to be master, I only know that I will do whatever master asks me to do."

The purple cuckoo was at a loss for words. Halfway through her sentence, she said, "You …"

Once again, he was interrupted by Mo Ying.

"I will not pursue the matter of you sneaking a look at the dossier. On account of working together, I will not tell Mistress."

Mo Ying pulled open the door to the study and turned his head to take a final look at the purple rhododendron.

"Hello, how dare you …"

Before he could say the word, he was interrupted by the sound of a sharp weapon piercing through flesh.

The jade branch was very accurate. The small gilded dagger she carried with her was stuck in Mo Ying's heart.

"Princess!"

Yao Qi expressionlessly pulled out his dagger and Mo Ying fell to the ground.

The purple cuckoo was somewhat shocked. In her impression, Yao Zhi had always been a naive, lively, and daily chirping stupid woman. She had never thought that she would be involved in a murder with a sabre.

Yao Zhi wiped away the blood on her face and smiled at the purple cuckoo.

"Sister Zijuan, the way to make someone shut up is not to beg them."

But, kill him.