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Nan Xi was also preparing to return to her room, but discovered something strange.

On the steep cliff, there were some footprints and some buried stakes.

The footprints don't look deep, so they must have been left by someone with excellent martial arts skills.

Nan Xi was a little curious. It seemed that the whereabouts of the prince in the west wing had been revealed.

Nan Xi didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but she remembered that when they were drinking tea together in the afternoon, she liked the man in black very much.

So, Nan Xi waved her sleeves and removed several hidden stakes.

"Maybe there will be some good shows tonight, it's a pity it's too late, otherwise I would have come to watch it no matter what."

Nan Xi shook her head, what a pity.

Xiaoying flew around on the cliff, "Master, I can come and see, and tell you then."

"Ah."

Late at night, a group of ten people climbed up from the bottom of the cliff. When they were almost reaching the top of the mountain, the leader suddenly found nothing.

He leaped forward, but missed several times in a row. He was exhausted and could not hold on any longer, so he fell from the top of the mountain.

"Well!"

The people behind were caught off guard and three of them were kicked down and fell off the cliff.

The leader relied on this resistance to fly upwards and landed on the top of the mountain. He quickly met the remaining six people. At the same time, a muffled groan came from the foot of the mountain, and it was obvious that three people were seriously injured.

"How to do?"

A man in black asked.

"Let's go! Continue to complete the mission."

Seven figures headed towards the west wing, and soon the room was in chaos with loud noises coming out continuously, but they soon subsided.

Nan Xi turned over and fell into a deep sleep again.

The little monk who delivered meals in the morning came, and Nan Xi asked about it. She wanted to know how those assassins were dealt with.

The little monk said, "We caught a cat stealing food in the west wing last night. We have dealt with it. You don't have to worry."

The master has instructed that if any customer asks about it, they should just evade the question so as not to offend the customer.

Nan Xi had already heard about last night's wonderful show from Xiaoying. She nodded and did not embarrass the little monk.

Nan Xi continued to stare at the people in the east wing, especially the Marquis's wife. She wanted to check and see what the lady's attitude was.

Nan Xi has fulfilled the original owner's wish, found out the cause of her death, and avenged her.

But she felt sorry for the original owner. Although this fake daughter was a vicious female supporting role in her previous life, she was also favored and honored all her life and lived a very carefree life.

Why?

?

In a room in the east wing, Fu Mingzhu was hugging a quilt in a daze.

Where is she? Look around the room.

"This is... Nantai Temple."

Fu Mingzhu touched her face, then raised her hands to look at them. Her hands were delicate and soft as if they had no bones. She wore a jade bracelet on her arm. These were the hands she had when she was fifteen years old.

She remembered that at this time, she should come to Nantaisi Temple to burn the first incense stick.

She still remembered the news that came early the next morning that the prince in the west wing had been assassinated at night and was seriously injured.

My mother also went to deliver medicine and established good relations with the Prince’s Mansion, but why was there no news today?

Fu Mingzhu became suspicious for a moment, and then the curtain at the door moved and Wanyue walked in.

"Miss, you are already awake, why didn't you call me?"

Fu Mingzhu's eyes turned red. In the year of severe drought, Wanyue was captured by refugees outside the mansion in order to do something for her.

When she was found the next day, she was lying dead on the street, naked and looking extremely miserable.

"Wanyue, woo woo woo..."

Wanyue was at a loss and let Fu Mingzhu hold her. Only after she had cried enough did she bring water for the young lady to wash her face.

Fu Mingzhu dressed up and regained her dignified and elegant appearance.

Fu Mingzhu's mind was a little confused. Sometimes she felt that her good sister Shang Ying was still alive and well, and sometimes she felt that Shang Ying had died a few days ago.

I don’t know which one is true and which one is false.

Wanyue saw that she looked a little dazed, so she suggested that they go for a walk under the osmanthus tree in the backyard.

Smelling the fragrance of the flowers, Fu Mingzhu finally understood her past and present life.

After the banquet in the previous life, Shang Ying suddenly came to find him. She looked panicked and seemed very scared.

"Mingzhu, I killed someone and I am now restless day and night. What should I do?"

Fu Mingzhu was very puzzled. Shang Ying had a gentle personality and was extremely kind, so why would she kill someone?

"Who is she? Why did you want to kill her?"

It can be seen that Shang Ying is in great distress, and she looks at Fu Mingzhu with complicated eyes.

"She looks very similar to the Marquis' wife, and I don't want her to be discovered."

Fu Mingzhu was a little surprised. They just looked similar, so why would they do this?

However, Shang Ying didn't explain clearly, so she didn't ask.

Upon learning that the person was just a maid, Fu Mingzhu still persuaded Shang Ying.

"Maybe she has a bad fate, don't think too much about it."

Shang Ying looked at Fu Mingzhu with even more strange eyes, but she still said nothing.

Fu Mingzhu didn't take it seriously and just thought it was a coincidence.

Later, when the two of them went to Nantaisi Temple to burn incense, she saw Shang Ying light a perpetual lamp, and the name under the lamp was Liu Xiaoxi.

It was not until half a year later that there was a severe drought and Fu Mingzhu and her mother went out to distribute porridge.

When a woman passed by, she was holding a bowl and trembling constantly. When she looked at the Marquis's wife, she was a little afraid, but when she looked at Fu Mingzhu, she was a little happy.

Not long after, Fu Mingzhu saw this strange woman again.

When she went to the silver shop to look at jewelry, she was stopped by the woman.

The woman was very excited. She pulled Fu Mingzhu's sleeve and cried and laughed.

Fu Mingzhu was frightened, Wanyue stood in front of Fu Mingzhu to separate herself from the woman's pull.

Fu Mingzhu regretted it very much. If she had known earlier, she would have brought two more maids. Now there is only Wanyue, who can't stop the crazy woman at all.

"Daughter, you are my daughter."

The woman lowered her voice and kept talking.

Fu Mingzhu was extremely angry when she saw the handprints on her sleeves. This was the Yuehua brocade that her mother had specially chosen for her and she had personally instructed the embroiderer to make it according to the pattern. However, she had only worn it twice before it was torn.

Not to mention that this woman was telling lies. Fu Mingzhu was extremely anxious and wanted to get away but couldn't.

The woman remembered something, leaned close to Fu Mingzhu and spoke in her ear.

"Daughter, there is a red petal mark on the base of your thigh."

Fu Mingzhu was stunned for a moment. This was her private matter. No one knew about it except her closest people. Even Shang Ying, who was so close to her, didn't know it.

Fu Mingzhu immediately thought of the girl who looked like her mother as described by Shang Ying. This comparison suddenly made her afraid. She thought what the woman said might be true.

The woman was still looking forward to the future with great joy, "My daughter is indeed extraordinary. Her temperament and appearance are a thousand times better than that of Liu Xiaoxi."

"boom……"

Fu Mingzhu felt as if her brain was exploding, with golden flowers spinning around her eyes.

The eternal lamp lit by Shang Ying seemed to be still in front of her eyes, and the name on it shocked her.

I finally found the reason for Shang Ying's strange look.

The woman was still chattering when Fu Mingzhu fainted.