On the night of the broken engagement, the paranoid prince came to me crying and asking for my statu

Mei'er's face flushed instantly, "It was just an accident..."

Woo woo woo, I really didn't expect that she had just fought with the wolfhound raised in the Changping Marquis Mansion next to the dog hole when she had just started serving the young lady, but the young lady actually remembered it for so many years.

"Don't worry, I'm much faster than you two. At least, if I want to get out, I can just climb over the wall instead of going through a dog hole."

Liu'er and Mei'er looked at each other.

The young lady looks so weak, are you sure you can still climb over the wall?

Half an hour later.

Under the "witness" of Mei'er and Liu'er, the man who swore that he could climb over the wall without going through a dog hole was hung in a very undignified manner on the wall of a sparsely populated area of ​​the Su residence.

"Miss, can you do this?"

Mei'er was almost scared to tears.

Below the place where Su Sui'an was hanging, he was running around in a panic.

Liu'er searched everywhere but couldn't find anything that could help Su Sui'an, and was considering whether to call the servants for help.

"Don't act rashly. I'll be able to come down after I calm down." While comforting the two maids, Su Sui'an was gathering strength, intending to jump back to the ground in one breath.

After this "bitter" lesson, Su Sui'an finally understood one thing - if you don't eat enough, you really won't have the energy to work.

Can't even climb over the wall.

A whistle sounded softly.

"Miss Su, are you so excited to climb the wall to see the scenery in the middle of the night?"

On the wall, Fu Jingrong stood two steps away from Su Sui'an, holding an oil-paper bag that smelled of barbecue and was tightly tied with cattails. He looked down at Su Sui'an who was hanging on the wall with a smile.

Buddha’s mother is looking at the scenery.

Su Sui'an cursed in his heart, but he couldn't take his eyes off the oil paper bag in Fu Jingrong's hand.

There was already a little oil stain on the outside of the oil paper bag, and the faint aroma of barbecue was rushing into his nose.

It is not difficult to imagine what kind of delicious food is hidden in the oil paper.

However, since Fu Jingrong was just watching him and had no intention of going forward, Su Sui'an was too embarrassed to speak.

I tried to pull at the wall with both hands. After several attempts, my legs were just about able to reach the top of the wall and flip over.

Fu Jingrong walked up to her side as if it were flat ground, squatted down and looked down at her.

"It seems that Miss Su doesn't welcome me. Then I'll leave?"

After he finished speaking, he actually turned around and made a gesture as if he was going to jump down.

Why didn't she realize that Fu Jingrong would actually take advantage of someone's misfortune?

Su Sui'an gritted his teeth and said, "Wait."

Fu Jingrong stopped turning around.

Perhaps because he was holding his breath, Su Sui'an finally succeeded in his last attempt.

She climbed up the wall in a very unladylike manner, and her eyes fell on the oil paper bag in his hand.

"I bought what you have in your hand."

Fu Jingrong sat on the wall with her side by side.

"Not for sale."

Before Su Sui'an's face darkened, he handed the oil-paper bag to her with a smile, "I brought it for you."

Under the moonlight, the boy's eyebrows were curved, with a bit of innocence.

It was clearly just the face shape that was similar, but at a certain moment, Su Sui'an seemed to see Rong Xian smiling.

Although it has been some time since Rong Xian's "death", Su Sui'an still cannot let it go.

It was not until the palace banquet that she saw Princess Dingbei, who looked similar to "Sister Rong Xian".

Su Sui'an then made a bold guess.

If people have similarities, it is just a coincidence.

So what if both people have similar body and face shapes?

And at that time, Yi Zhi, who was beside the prince of Dingbei, seemed to know me and was extremely respectful to me...

If you think about it carefully, everything has a traceable path.

However, the only reason Su Sui'an could think of for Fu Jingrong and his mother lurking around her before was that they were conducting an investigation.

See if she's a good fit as a partner.

Therefore, she was able to meet Fu Jingrong so smoothly later, and Fu Jingrong had a special trust in her...

It turns out that everything is inseparable from exploitation and temptation.

This conclusion suddenly flashed through my mind.

Su Sui'an felt inexplicably choked up.

Can't go up, can't come down.

Even the roasted venison that Fu Jingrong opened the oil-paper package and brought to her mouth tasted like chewing wax, and she swallowed it instinctively.

After a while, Su Sui'an finally realized what was happening, "My two maids..."

She looked down at the base of the wall; it was empty.

Where is the trace of anyone?

When I looked up, I found Liu'er and Mei'er standing under a big tree in the distance, as if they were keeping watch for them.

Fu Jingrong looked at Su Sui'an half-jokingly, "Your maid is quite sensible."

Know how to stay away and give them some space to be alone.

On the other side, Liu'er and Mei'er were also secretly glancing towards Su Sui'an under the tree.

"Is the lady looking at us?"

Before Fu Jingrong appeared, Liu'er had already covered Mei'er's mouth and dragged her behind a tree.

After Mei'er asked her questions, Liu'er secretly thanked her luck more than once. Thanks to the remote corner of the wall, the servants who usually patrolled at night seldom passed by.

Otherwise, the fact that the Prince of Dingbei climbed over the wall to visit their young lady in the middle of the night would be known to everyone by some gossips by tomorrow.

Thinking of this, Liu Er made a gesture to Mei Er to keep quiet, and turned to look around, "The young lady must be worried that someone will pass by. What we need to do now is to guard this place well and don't let others find out."

Seeing that Su Sui'an didn't seem to be disgusted by Fu Jingrong's appearance, Mei'er immediately reacted.

"You already knew?"

Liu Er pursed her lips and smiled, "Guess why the young lady didn't let us close the window when we went to bed a few days ago?"

Mei'er's eyes almost popped out.

I never thought that my young lady would hide so deeply.

As the young lady's personal maid, she didn't even notice that the young lady had been behaving abnormally these days.

It was such a failure.

However, now that she has discovered it, it is not too late.

Compared to the previous Master Gu who always looked down on the young lady and made her wait in vain, she prefers the current Prince Dingbei who would climb over the wall in the middle of the night to bring food to the young lady.

"Liu'er, you must keep an eye on the surroundings. Don't let anyone find out that the young lady is sitting on the wall eating."

If the lady found out, the young lady would definitely get a scolding.

"You still need to tell me?"

Let’s look at Su Sui’an and Fu Jingrong again.

The two sat side by side.

Good food is the only cure for a bad mood.

Su Sui'an chewed the meat numbly at first, but was gradually conquered by the spicy and tender roasted venison meat and began to savor it carefully.

A bag of tender and fragrant roasted venison dipped in northern cumin and chili powder was quickly eaten up by Su Sui'an.

If Fu Jingrong wasn't still there, I'm afraid Su Sui'an would have to loosen his belt...

Seeing that Su Sui'an had no intention of stopping, Fu Jingrong couldn't help but tease, "You look like this, I know, it's because you didn't eat meat in the temple.

If you don’t know, you might think that the Su family is abusing you and not giving you enough food to eat.”

Su Sui'an choked and swallowed the last bite of roasted venison with difficulty. Just as he was about to say something to Fu Jingrong, the latter handed over the water bag and said, "Try the Yancheng sweet wine. The barbecue without sweet wine will taste half as good."

Inexplicably.

Su Sui'an thought of "Beggar's Chicken".

My eyes involuntarily fell on his neatly folded collar...

What echoed in my ears was his words with his head tilted, "Then peel off my skin, isn't it covered with yellow mud and lotus leaves?"...

"Poof" Su Sui'an couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"What's wrong? You don't like sweet wine?"

Fu Jingrong's puzzled voice came.

Su Sui'an was shocked to realize that the person involved was still there.

"No, I like it very much."

As she spoke, she took the water bag that Fu Jingrong handed over.

A light sweet smell mixed with the smell of alcohol quickly spread into her mouth.

After the sweet taste, there is a faint medicinal fragrance and a slight bitterness.

Su Sui'an frowned slightly.

"This is?"

Fu Jingrong pushed the water bag she handed to him back to her hand and said, "The effect of the medicine in your body has not completely dissipated. If the residual poison is not expelled in time, the remaining residual poison will erode your body. The sweet wine you are drinking now is made by me adding some detoxification pills and adding the nourishment of roasted deer meat. It can help you regulate your body coldness while expelling the remaining poison."

After a pause, he continued, "It's not advisable to eat too much venison. Eat it once every half a decade for a year, and that's enough."