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C16 Exhaustion 1

On the morning of the second day, the matter of Third Miss's body suddenly itching to scratch herself, spread throughout the entire Prime Minister's Mansion.

At this moment, Second Madam's courtyard was extremely depressed.

When Xiao Yue came back from fetching water, she heard other people talking about Third Miss. When she came back, she started a conversation with her young mistress.

"Miss, something happened to Third Miss last night!" Xiao Yue was bad at learning, so she intentionally kept others in suspense.

Luo Jianjian woke up early and sat in front of the mirror while Xiao Yue helped her dress up. She followed Xiao Yue's words and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

"I heard that not long after Third Miss went back from here last night, her body suddenly started to itch unbearably, and she scratched herself until there was not a single spot good to be seen."

It was Second Madam who had her daughter knocked out over and over again in order to avoid an even worse tragedy. Third Miss bullied Miss everywhere, and last time, she even poisoned Miss. Fortunately, Miss was lucky and lucky, everyone said that Third Miss was found by some evil person and had gotten dirty things. Xiao Yue's lips curled up into a faint smile. With this, Third Miss wouldn't have the time to bully them, right?

"Who can you blame for this?" Luo Ke'er had never thought of letting her go. Otherwise, 'Luo Jianjian' wouldn't have died.

As a sister who poisoned her, her methods were still light!

"Miss, is Eighth Prince really going to deliver the bridal gift later?" Xiao Yue put aside Luo Ke'er's incident and recalled the important matter from today.

"I think so." He came here specifically last night, was it just to deceive her?

"But …" What about Divine Doctor Lin? Miss, do you really not want Divine Doctor Lin anymore? " Xiao Yue sniffed, the medicine in their room was all given to them by Lin Zimo, if not for Lin Zimo, she would not have lived till now.

Miss and Divine Doctor Lin are so in love, do you really want to give it to Third Miss like this?

Luo Jianjian frowned when she saw Xiao Yue's thoughts from her reflection. Xiao Yue meant that she was in love with Lin Zimo, but she only met Lin Zimo by chance in her memory.

What was going on?

No matter how she thought about it, only the original owner knew. Without mentioning anything else, she was sure that when she saw Lin Zimo, other than sighing at his handsome looks, she didn't have any other thoughts.

In order to prevent Xiao Yue from worrying too much, Luo Jianjian replied lightly, "The imperial edict has already been passed down, don't tell me you want your young miss to reject it?"

At the beginning, the original owner really didn't want to accept the decree. Maybe it was because of Lin Zimo?

Actually, she didn't have much thoughts on the matter of getting married. The reason she didn't resist was because Murong Yun wasn't going to do anything anyway. Kissing wouldn't be lacking meat, so she wanted to earn a lot of money and perhaps, if she saved up enough points, she could go back to the 21st century and live a carefree life!

Xiao Yue frowned when she heard that, her pitiful appearance made people's heart ache, "Of course I don't want to see you disobey the decree! "But, what should we do about Divine Doctor Lin?"

Luo Jianjian casually took out a hairpin from her jewelry and placed it on her head, patting Xiao Yue's hands, "Isn't this unmarried? Let's talk about the future later! "

"Xiao Yue, you have to remember, if people do not commit suicide, we can only plan our future well by living in the present, do you understand?"

Xiao Yue could only pout her lips and say dejectedly, "You are right, Xiao Yue will remember this!"

If... Miss really decided to forget Divine Doctor Lin and start over. She would respect Miss's decision, but Divine Doctor Lin was alone …

Eighth Prince Manor and Prime Minister's Mansion were one at the east side and one at the west side. This early in the morning, the peddlers and citizens in the streets all got up to work, men, women, old and young, walking on the streets, it was a scene of prosperity.

Suddenly, the sound of horse hooves came from the quiet street.

Looking from afar, he saw countless fine carriages moving from east to west.

Inside the carriage sat a man in a long, dark robe, embroidered with golden edges to form a natural pattern. His long, black hair flowed in the air, which was quite strange. If a normal man's hair was in disarray, it would make him look ugly, but he looked like a sacred manor instead, making people not dare to blaspheme him.

The man's cold and proud eyes seemed to have no focus. His dark eyes were filled with calmness. His handsome appearance made people secretly exclaim in admiration. He lazily laid on the soft couch, surrounded by an ice-cold aura.

"It's Eighth Prince!"

"Look, it's Eighth Prince!"

It was unknown who was the first to speak, but all of a sudden, the men, women, and children on both sides of the street kneeled down, "Greetings, Eighth Prince!"

Amongst the crowd, there was a girl who didn't understand why her mother would press her down and kneel on the ground. Her small voice rippled in the crowd, "Mother, why do you have to kneel to him when you see Eighth Prince?"

"Bao`er, shut up!" The mother covered her mouth in fear as she explained in terror, "Children speak without restraint, children speak without restraint …"

Why did he kneel?

Eighth Prince had been fighting for six years!

If not for Eighth Prince protecting the Tianqi Kingdom with tens of thousands of enemies one year ago, perhaps the Tianqi Kingdom would not be as tranquil and at ease as it is now.

What kind of terrifying scene was that?

It was also because of this that Eighth Prince's legs had some problems that when he stood up in pain, it became a problem!

Eighth Prince had never been peaceful since he was young. He had been framed by criminals and had lost his ability to reproduce. Everyone said that Eighth Prince didn't have many years to live. With Eighth Prince like that, how could they not respect, fear, and kneel?

Another sharp-eyed person noticed the abnormality, "Why is Eighth Prince driving so many carriages to the west?"

The most powerful families in the west were none other than Prime Minister?

Then, he recalled that imperial edict …

"Look! The carriage is filled with precious treasures!"

When these words came out, everyone became restless, "Eighth Prince is going to Prime Minister's Mansion to give Fourth Miss a betrothal gift?"

Oh my god... There were dozens of carriages in this battle?

The things inside the carriage were all priceless treasures!

"Fourth Miss, what morals and abilities do you have? How can a mere concubine have the favor of Eighth Prince?"

"So what if you can marry Eighth Prince? So what if you can't have children? "Eighth Prince …"

In a short moment, the story of Eighth Prince and the Prime Minister's Mansion, Fourth Miss, had spread.

Prime Minister's Mansion, Luo's Pavilion.

Murong Yun directly drove the carriage to the Luo's Pavilion door, and there were so many carriages, one after another. There was even a portion of them waiting outside the Prime Minister's Mansion door, unable to enter.

Luo Jianjian was drawn out of her room by the sound of the horse's hooves. Just as she left the room, she came face to face with a Ferghana Horse.

The horse let out a long hiss. If it wasn't for Feng Qing pulling it, its tongue would have licked Luo Jianjian's face.

At a glance, he saw countless carriages waiting in the back. Obviously her Luo's Pavilion was already considered the largest courtyard.

Luo Jianjian: "…"

What the hell?

"Where's Murong Yun?" She looked around but didn't see anyone.

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