Duke Jing's younger sister

Miao Yu nodded and said proudly, "Of course, my master is the most powerful medicine king in Luozhu!"

King of Medicine, this title sounds very powerful.

"Then...is there any medicine that can make a person lose consciousness without endangering their life?"

Miao Yu looked at her suspiciously, "What do you want the drug for?"

"I just asked casually." Shen Li said with a smile.

She didn't really want to do anything, but she thought that maybe it could be used to protect herself.

Zi Yuan’s case has not been solved yet. The last time I was looking for clues, I accidentally ran into the prince.

Even today, when she thinks of Xiao Wenhao's eyes that were chilling and lustful that day, she still feels a chill down her spine.

If she could carry this kind of drug with her, perhaps she would not be so passive in dangerous moments.

"I didn't bring any today," Miao Yu didn't think too much about it, "I'll send someone to bring some to you another day."

Shen Li smiled, "Thank you."

No matter how reluctant Jiang Cheng was, Shen Li still had to follow Shen Beiqi back home tonight.

Before leaving, Jiang Cheng pulled her aside and told her not to get too close to Shen Beiqi again, because if anything went wrong, it would hurt the Jiang family's reputation.

The Jiang family is a family of noble character, and Jiang Minzhi is a literary master who values ​​reputation even more than the Shen family.

Shen Li agreed reluctantly. The word "reputation" is so important that everyone in the world regards it as a treasure and does not want to lose even a single cent of it.

The word "fame" is so insignificant, so insignificant that she carries it on her back every day.

It was as heavy as a mountain and bent the back of the woman from Southern Wu.

She couldn't help but envy Miao Yu.

The Luo Zhu she was talking about is a woman who can live freely and express her love, hate, and emotions as she pleases.

There is no need to let this invisible and intangible world become a shackle that is difficult to break free of in your lifetime.

The carriage moved slowly in the night.

The lights in the carriage were not very bright, but they were enough to allow people to see the scar on the corner of Shen Beiqi's mouth at a glance.

She was about to reach out and touch it, but then she remembered her brother's words.

The slender fingers paused in the air for a moment, and when she was about to retract them, someone grabbed them.

Shen Beiqi gently rubbed her soft fingertips and saw that she was in a low mood and seemed to be deliberately distancing herself from him.

"Are you blaming me?" he asked softly.

Shen Li kept her eyes down, "Why should I blame you?"

"Blame me..." He paused, "I flirted with you."

"No formality."

She broke free and patted the back of his hand.

He curled his lips into a smile, his beautiful peach blossom eyes reflecting the flickering candlelight, yet with a hint of uneasiness.

"Ari, your brother just can't accept it for the time being. Once he calms down, everything will be fine."

In his opinion, this relationship, which was forced, was like a tung leaf hanging high on a tree branch, swaying in the wind and rain.

He was not sure whether she would firmly choose him or whether she would back down because of Jiang Cheng's anger.

Will I want to push him away because of this?

"Yeah, I know." Shen Li nodded in response.

She had no idea what Shen Beiqi was thinking.

She just felt that one was her biological brother and the other was her adopted brother who had loved her for eight years.

They were like gods fighting each other, and she was unable to help.

Anyway, Luo Jue said that there is nothing between men that can't be solved by fighting.

If so, have two fights!

Let them be.

......

A few days later, when the afternoon sun was shining brightly, Yueyang brought a maid to Qinghui Courtyard.

When Shen Li came out of the house, the maid stood respectfully behind Yue Yang.

She was a little different from ordinary maids.

Although her figure cannot be considered tall, she is slightly taller than Xingping and Shen Li.

She doesn't look like an ordinary maid who can't lift or carry anything, but rather seems to know some martial arts.

When Yue Yang saw the third lady coming out, he bowed to her first and then said,

"Third Miss, this is the maidservant that the Duke has found especially for you. Her name is Luo Zhi. From now on, she will follow you and protect your safety."

Luo Zhi's skin was not too white, but rather a light wheat color. Her eyes were lively and there was a heroic air between her brows.

She clasped her hands together and bowed like a man, "Hello, Miss Shen San. I, Luo Zhi, swear to be loyal to you till death, and I will never have second thoughts!"

"Get up."

Shen Li looked her up and down for a few times, then turned to Yue Yang and asked, "Where did the Duke find this maidservant?"

Wu maids are common, but those with outstanding martial arts skills are extremely rare.

Since Shen Beiqi took the trouble to send Luo Zhi here, she must not be an ordinary maid who only knows some fancy moves.

"this...…"

Yueyang was speechless for a moment. His master had not explained whether he could tell whether Luo Zhi came from the Guards Department.

How could he dare to say something that his master had not told him to do?

Therefore, even if he knew, he couldn't say it!

Yue Yang just evaded the question and said he didn't know, then bowed and left in a hurry.

Looking at Yue Yang's fleeing back, Shen Li couldn't help but laugh.

I dare not say, that proves that he is a death warrior who has undergone rigorous training since childhood, or a secret guard or something like that.

Although she was a girl and had never seen the secret guards, she had heard of the existence of such an organization.

The lattice windows were open, and the summer breeze blew into the house.

Shen Li was sitting beside the couch. Xing Ping brought a bowl of ice yogurt and handed it to the girl. Then she stood straight on one side with her hands on her abdomen.

Normally, she would not be so strict and abide by the rules, but today there was a new person coming, so naturally she had to help the girl establish her authority.

Shen Li was not in a hurry to speak and held the porcelain bowl in his hand.

The white fingertips pinched the spoon and stirred it gently, and the porcelain made a slight "tapping" sound when it collided.

After a long silence, Shen Li raised her eyes calmly and glanced at Luo Zhi who was standing in the hall, a few steps away from her.

It’s not that she deliberately wanted to act like a master.

But on this first day as master and servant, they have to establish some rules and understand each other’s personalities.

Otherwise, how would she know whether she could trust Luo Zhi wholeheartedly?

"Luo Zhi?" she called softly.

"The slave is here!"

Luo Zhi bowed slightly and replied.

"I have something to tell you. If you think it's feasible, you can serve me in the future. If you find it difficult, that's fine. I will report it to the Duke on your behalf, and he will definitely not make it difficult for you."

Luo Zhi: "Miss, please give me your orders."

Shen Li gently placed the porcelain bowl in her hand on the table and asked, "Before you came, did the Duke tell you anything?"

Luo Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Yes, I will order this servant to stay with you and protect you."

"Nothing else?"

Luo Zhi was a little confused and shook her head, "No."

Shen Li frowned slightly. Was she overthinking?

He had admitted before that he did it in the name of protecting her, but in fact he just sent people to monitor her every move.

Could it be that this time, Shen Beiqi really just sent a maid to her?

Her pupils turned slightly, and after thinking for a moment, she said,

"Luo Zhi, I see that you are a straightforward person, so I won't beat around the bush with you."

"Since you have entered Qinghui Court and come to serve me, you must always remember that I am your only master. I cannot tolerate any grain of sand in my eyes, and I cannot tolerate those who are fickle-minded while serving in Cao's camp."

The woman's voice was soft and sweet, like the sound of a trickling stream.

But if you listen carefully, you can hear a sense of majesty in that voice that should not be underestimated.