Cypress Boat Floating

Everyone knows that Miss Du has been going to Prince Xian's Mansion every day for more than a month, but Miss Du goes there with a sad brow and comes back depressed. Everyone is wondering if Miss Du has fallen in love with Prince Xian, the owner of Prince Xian's Mansion, and was driven away by the girl next to Prince Xian.

Those who heard the news sneered at those who were talking about it.

"What do you know? Miss Du went to see that girl." People who know the inside story think they know more than others, and they can't help but feel proud.

"What's going on?" The people around stopped talking and looked at this man. Although they were not familiar with him, the teahouse was full of people who had nothing to do and were looking for fun and gossip.

"Some time ago, didn't the virtuous prince suddenly call in many doctors and imperial physicians? I heard that even the imperial teacher who hadn't left the mansion for more than 20 years went." The insider generously shared the stories he knew with everyone. There were many people who wanted to listen to the stories, and the vanity in the heart of the insider grew more and more. He picked up a pot of tea, lifted his skirt, and clapped his hands without a wake-up stick, and acted as a storyteller on the spot.

"It is said that this virtuous prince has been deeply loved by the emperor since he made meritorious service in the case of Nancheng last year, but he prefers to investigate cases with the second prince, Prince Qin. He has investigated many cases, big and small. Do you remember the case of the female corpse that suddenly appeared at the city gate? It is said that it was the woman next to the virtuous prince who helped solve it."

As soon as the storyteller finished speaking, the people around him said, "Of course we know this. Who in the capital doesn't know that the virtuous king has a girl with him? The virtuous king takes this girl with him wherever he goes. You should get to the point instead of dragging your feet."

The storyteller snorted in dissatisfaction and glared at the person who was speaking. He was very dissatisfied with the person who interrupted him and said, "You know there is a girl, but do you know who that girl is and what her relationship with the prince is?"

"This..." The people who were listening to the story looked at each other in bewilderment. No one knew the answer. They only knew that there had always been a woman following the wise king, but they didn't know her name, her identity, or her relationship with the wise king.

"You should know that the prince really treated that woman differently. That night, the imperial physician, the doctor, and the state teacher all came to the Xian prince's mansion. Do you really think that something happened to the prince?" The storyteller raised his face proudly and waved his index finger: "No, no, no, it was that woman who had an accident."

"Ah! What happened? Isn't that girl very good at martial arts?" Everyone was puzzled. Everyone had heard about the girl capturing Li Boming, and subconsciously confused her with those so-called martial arts masters.

"That's because someone cursed the girl and wanted to harm her. The girl saved Miss Du, and now she's in trouble. Miss Du is a kind person, so how can she just ignore her? Naturally, she has to visit her benefactor every day."

"Ms. Du is such a good person." An old lady who had received help from Du Rou wiped the tears from her eyes and told everyone about Du Rou's goodness.

"Miss Du often gives out porridge and charity. Last time I fell on the road, she took me to see a doctor. Seeing that my family didn't have much money, she took the initiative to help me pay for the medicine. Miss Du is really a kind person."

"Yes, yes, Miss Du is indeed a good person. I often see her helping poor people in the West District." Another uncle also stood up to speak for Du Rou.

As soon as the two of them said this, everyone present nodded in agreement, "Indeed, Miss Du is such a good person."

"The two women were helping each other, but you are here making up a story about them scheming against each other for a man. You are so shameless." The storyteller became quite emotional when he said this, and condemned those people who had initially discussed that Du Rou was going to pursue the virtuous king.

Those people were naturally afraid when they were stared at with angry eyes by everyone. They didn't dare to say much. They just muttered a few words to defend themselves, but no one listened to them.

"That's not right. Why hasn't Miss Du come to Prince Xian's mansion these days? Prince Xian won't even let her in."

Upon hearing this, the storyteller burst into tears, wiped the non-existent tears from his face, and beat his chest in pain, "Alas~"

Everyone became worried when they saw him like this, and one by one they kept asking him what was going on.

"I heard that the girl who eradicated evil for everyone is about to die." The storyteller was so heartbroken that he could hardly breathe. It took him a long time to calm down and tell everyone the sad news.

"What!!!" Although everyone was not familiar with the girl beside the wise king, they all knew that she solved the case for the good of the people, asking the people to eradicate the wicked and punish the evil. Now such a good person is going to be gone. People with strong empathy also started to wipe their tears like the storyteller.

"It's been more than a month and so many people have been mobilized, and it's still not healed?" someone in the crowd asked.

"The shrine persecuted her, stole her soul and life, the girl must have suffered from amnesia." The storyteller sighed sadly: "It's a pity that this girl was so young, only fourteen or fifteen years old, and she died in the hands of the evil people."

"Isn't this shrine supposed to fulfill people's wishes? Why does it want to harm this girl?" There are many people affected by the shrine. At this moment, they cannot accept that the shrine, which in their minds can communicate with gods, would actually do such a thing.

"If they are helping people fulfill their wishes, then if there is a wicked person praying to them to make the girl disappear, then the shrine will not fulfill his wish." Every word the storyteller said made sense, and he refuted those who raised doubts.

"How do you know that girl is dying?"

"When Miss Du came out of the palace a few days ago, her face was grim. I saw it with my own eyes. I also heard her say to the maid, 'Qing'er's breathing is getting worse day by day.' Moreover, no one has been seen in the Xian Palace these days, not even Miss Du. It seems that this man is about to die, so he has stopped Miss Du from meeting him."

"But..." There were always people who wanted to continue to defend the shrine, but were evaded by the storyteller.

"Everyone just wait and see. In a few days, the Xianwang Mansion will definitely hold a funeral. However, considering the relationship between the Xianwang and this kind of girl, although it won't be very solemn, there should at least be a wake and a funeral procession."

"Alas~" Everyone sighed in their hearts, but this sigh only remained in this building. After leaving the teahouse, everyone did what they should do, ate and drank. They would not remember whether there was someone dying in this capital city, nor would they care who this dying person was.

The stories all stay in the teahouse, and outside the teahouse it’s a person’s life.

After all, news is true and false. Some people just chat about it after dinner. The only words you say are those that you really want to hear.

There was a man deep inside the teahouse who left the teahouse before he had even finished listening to the man dressed as a storyteller. However, he did not notice that as soon as he moved, the storyteller noticed him, and when he left, the corners of his mouth inadvertently turned up a little, and the flying finger also took the opportunity to signal his companions who were mixed in the crowd.

After the man left, he walked quickly towards the West District. He looked hurried and walked quickly, so quickly that he didn't notice someone was following him.

Seeing him go to a theater and enter a brothel, the person following him secretly wrote down the location and name of the brothel and left the theater. He had to go back and report.

After several days of recovery, Ye Jianqing was now able to walk on her own, and her control over her body had returned to 90%. However, she was not yet able to use her kung fu, and her punches were weak and powerless.

Lu Ci Qiu had nothing to do, so he stayed by her side the whole time, helping her walk again, eating with her, and practicing boxing with her. Although her punches were weak, the shapes were still there.

Ye Jianqing did not give up. He would practice in the yard every day after waking up, from morning to night.

"Your Highness, the fish has taken the bait. I have just followed him to the theater." When Lu Ci Qiu was practicing with Ye Jianqing in the yard, the person who had followed him came back to report.

"Liu Clan, right?" Ye Jianqing asked as she tried to throw a punch. She said she was asking, but in fact she already had the answer in her mind. This trap was set for Liu Miao. If Liu Miao didn't take the bait, then what was the point?

"Yes."

"I got it. You guys continue to spread the word and pay special attention to Liu Miao and the Cao family. This matter will definitely not be that simple, and the Cao family cannot be let off." Lu Ci Qiu moved sideways to block Ye Jianqing's fist.

"Yes." The subordinates stepped back to leave space for them.

"Are you tired?" Lu Ci Qiu blocked another punch. Ye Jianqing had been practicing here for more than an hour without a rest. He felt a little distressed when he saw her pale face.

"Not bad." Ye Jianqing was gradually finding her way back to the exercise methods she used before. When she first joined the army, she was just like she is now, a weakling whose hands didn't even have the strength to lift a dumbbell.

Didn't she succeed in the end? She just didn't believe it. Could she not succeed now? Could it be like this?

"When do you plan to meet Liu Miao?" Lu Ci Qiu asked again. He had followed Ye Jianqing's instructions and had people spread the news that she was going to die, and also asked Du Rou to help act, but she acted as if it had nothing to do with her and still exercised here every day.

"Then I have to wait until I recover completely." After playing for a whole morning, his hands were sore. Ye Jianqing rubbed his wrists and stopped.

"Whether Liu Miao did it or not, and what he did, I want him to tell me everything one by one when the time comes." Ye Jianqing rubbed her wrist. Thinking of her experiences during this period, she wanted to find out the person behind the scenes as soon as possible.

Of course, she had not yet told Lu Ci Qiu that before going to see Liu Miao, she had to meet the Imperial Master first.