C5

"This subject... "Thank you, my lord." Young Marquis was slightly surprised, then he lowered his head, a trace of unfathomable expression flashing across his clear eyes.

Du Yuqing and her guards were sitting cross-legged on the ground, drawing something.

"Miss, the most northern region is Celestial Fragrance Palace, which is also a forbidden area …" said the chubby Mei Xin, drawing a rough map of the palace.

"Shh, don't mention that name. Be careful of your head." The bookkeeper on the right had the name of Hua Gai. Among the few guards, he was the only one who looked slightly older and more mature.

"Celestial Fragrance Palace? It sounds very dusty. " Du Yuqing opened her mouth and spread out her hands. "Is this the empress's place?"

"Miss, don't say it so loudly!" The other Palace Maid's name was Xiuju and she waved her hands in shock.

Sigh, now that I think about it, why did they suddenly get into a fight with this "daughter of a sinful official" in just a short period of time? Changwu Li had clearly ordered that if you didn't want to be punished again, be careful with your words …

They did not know that in modern society, there was a term called — affinity.

Right, the master they were serving this time was different from the others. Although this master's identity was that of a general's daughter, and his entire family had been killed by the king, he was still laughing heartless as he sat on the ground with them, talking and haggling.

It was rumored that the general's youngest daughter was a fool, and she seemed to be in high spirits … It was indeed a little abnormal.

At dusk, outside the desolate palace, an old Palace Maid hurriedly walked in, followed by two older Palace Maid.

Du Yuqing still didn't know what had happened. She was bathed in incense before being manipulated by a group of Palace Maid. Her hair, which was neither too long nor too short, was combed into a beautiful bun.

Du Yuqing was being pushed around by these people, so she could only maintain her silence.

Well, as long as you don't see that terrible tyrant, everything is fine.

The carriage slowly left the palace and arrived at a mansion.

At the marquis' residence.

Du Yuqing was sent to Young Marquis and Du Xue's bedroom.

Her head was dead, so when the door closed, she pulled out the mess.

These were all made of pure gold? It was worth quite a bit of money …

When Du Xue pushed open the door, she looked at the young girl sitting inside with a strange smile on her face as she bit her lips and shook her head.

It really was gold! Du Yuqing's eyes were shining with a golden light as she looked at Jin Hu's exquisite work. She was so excited that she started to calculate the collection value of this item.

She did not love money because she had lived well since she was young, so she did not have to worry about food or drinks. But she was very ancient and liked to collect anything of value, preferably antiques.

"Cough." Clenching her fist to her lips, Du Xue walked in slowly with a light cough.

Du Yuqing immediately raised her head and wiped the smile off her face that was as precious as a treasure. She looked warily at the handsome and elegant young master.

Her eyes were like a cat who was stealing food; it was as if she had seen a dangerous object.

"Xiaoxiao, don't be afraid. I won't hurt you." A faint trace of gentleness and sadness surfaced on Du Xue's face.

Du Yuqing looked at him in confusion. He looked harmless, at least more pleasing to the eye than Du Yuxi.

"Wang... didn't do anything to you and Qi Huan, right? " Walking up to Du Yuqing, he carefully sized her up. Du Xue did not feel sad at all. In the blink of an eye, all four hundred and fifty-five people in the general's mansion were sent to the underworld.

As for him, there was nothing he could do.

"Qi Huan?" Du Yuqing suddenly remembered that this Qi Huan was her "brother," Su Qihuan.

Palace Maid had told him all of this.

"I will definitely think of a way for the king to forgive you." Du Xue's eyes were filled with deep grief as she caressed Du Yuqing's long hair. "Xiaoxiao, in the palace, even if you don't have any relatives, don't be afraid …"

Du Yuqing jumped up and slipped out from his hands. She stood by the table and looked at the handsome Young Marquis with a weird expression. "I'm not Su Xiaoxiao. I'm someone from another world …"

She spoke slowly, tentatively.

Contrary to her expectations, Du Xue's reaction was very calm, as if she was a crazy person who would never take all that she had said seriously.

"Don't speak nonsense like that in front of the king." Du Xue sighed and said helplessly, "I don't want to …" I don't want another person from the General's Estate to be killed. "

Du Yuqing was stunned. His tone didn't sound like he was joking.

That tyrant … She was like an ant in front of that tyrant.

"But, I really am." Du Yuqing continued to carefully probe the young man in embroidered clothes, "I really am not Su Xiaoxiao. Have you seen her before?"

She really wanted to know how similar she looked to that Su Xiaoxiao.

"I have." Du Xue looked at her gently and said in a low voice, "She and I grew up together. We were childhood friends. We made a life together. You forgot, I will never forget."

Du Yuqing was stunned once again. Was this a joke?

"If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have ended up like this." Somehow, Du Xue slipped and appeared in front of her, stroking her stunned face. The little daughter of the General's Estate was intelligent and kind. If it weren't for the fact that she wanted to save him, she wouldn't have suffered such a head injury.

"I want to know about the past." Du Yuqing said with a frown.