The daughter of the emperor is reborn, and the evil prince loves her very much

When Chunhua opened the door, she saw a little monk standing outside, holding a scripture and a bracelet in his hands.

Chu Ci stood up and asked, "What can I do for you, young master?"

The young monk walked in and placed the scriptures on the table. "Sir, this is what the wife of the Marquis of Pingyang asked me to bring to you. She said you should recite the scriptures a hundred times to calm your restless heart."

Chu Ci glanced at the sutra and blinked. A restless heart? Was he referring to her? But she wasn't restless at all.

But she probably wanted me to chant sutras for the lost little life, so she used this as an excuse. Forget it.

"Okay, thank you, Master. Chunhua, please send Master out."

By the time Chu Ci finished cleaning up and eating, it was already late.

I don't know when the moon climbed up to the treetops outside the window.

Chu Ci took out the scriptures and Buddhist beads that the young master had given her and said to Chunhua, "I'll read the scriptures for a while, you go and rest first."

When Chunhua heard that her master was going to recite scriptures, she no longer wanted to accompany him. The main reason was that she felt sleepy when she heard the scriptures being recited, which was more effective than a lullaby.

"Well, Master, I'm right outside. If you need anything, just call me."

When the spring flowers bloom, Chu Ci begins the New Year's harvest.

I opened the scriptures to the first page, held the Buddhist beads in my hand, and started my spiritual practice with an oil lamp and a cup of tea.

In fact, she still believes in these things. After all, her rebirth is the best proof.

The moon slowly climbed overhead, and there was not much sound at this time.

Chu Ci closed the book and was about to stand up when he smelled a faint fragrance that emanated as he closed the book.

Chu Ci reacted quickly, and a silver needle flashed in his hand, which he inserted directly into the acupuncture points on his body.

At the same time, as soon as it pierced him, the whole person fell directly to the ground.

Chu Ci opened his eyes wide and looked at the teacup on the table. Chu Ci used all his strength to stretch out his hand, and the teacup fell to the ground.

Chunhua heard the noise outside, came into the house, and saw Chu Ci lying on the ground.

She ran to Chu Ci anxiously and shouted, "Master, what's wrong with you?" She touched Chu Ci's forehead with the back of her hand. It was not hot, so it should be nothing serious.

It was obvious that someone was trying to frame her.

Chu Ci looked towards the room of the Marquis of Pingyang's wife and gave a bitter smile. Did she really not want her to live a good life? She actually teamed up with outsiders to frame her own daughter?

Chu Ci reached out and tightly grasped Chunhua's wrist. "Help me out and find a place to hide. They gave me a weakening drug."

Although Chunhua is a maid, she usually does some rough work. Although she doesn't have much strength, she still has some.

She looked towards the door in fear, thinking that those people were going to harm her master again, and trembled with anger. "Master, I will take you out immediately."

Chunhua walked around behind Chuci, passed her hands under her arms, and crossed them across her chest. "Master, it may be a little uncomfortable, but there is no other way. Please bear with it for a while."

"Ah!" Chunhua dragged Chu Ci backwards with all her strength. Not long after, sweat started to appear on her head.

Unable to drag him any further, Chunhua helped Chu Ci up. The two of them held onto the wall and moved outwards step by step, hiding in the corner.

Chu Ci glanced outside to make sure no one was around. He motioned Chunhua to come closer and whispered, "I have a small bottle in my arms. Pour out the powder and sprinkle it on the side of the door inside the room."

Chunhua was very obedient. She did whatever her master said. She took the medicine bottle and ran away without looking back.

Chu Ci looked at her figure and thought that he had to find another maid. Otherwise, Chunhua would find some things very difficult and unsafe.

By this time——she should have appeared.

When Chunhua returned to Chuci, both of them felt much better. Not long after, a figure appeared in front of the door.

Chunhua saw the face of the person in front of her clearly, pointed at the figure in surprise, covered her mouth, opened her eyes wide, and dared not say a word.

Chu Ci put his hand in front of his mouth, signaling her not to speak.

The figure in front of the door is Rong Ziyu, the eldest son of the Rongguo Mansion.

Chu Ci sneered, it really is true that if they are not from the same family, they will not enter the same house.

Chu Ci's hands were now able to move slowly. She took out a silver needle and completely removed the effects of the medicine on her body.

Rong Ziyu stood at the door, looked around, and seeing that there was no one there, he stealthily pushed the door open and went in.

Rongzi walked in and closed the door, bringing up a breeze. The medicinal powder flew up with the breeze. Part of it was absorbed by Rong Ziyu, and the other part was blown outside and disappeared in the entire yard.

"Chu Ci? Chu Ci?" Rong Ziyu slowly climbed onto the bed and touched the entire bed, but he didn't touch anyone.

Realizing something was wrong, he walked to the table in the moonlight, turned on the lamp, and looked around to make sure there was no one in the small room.

Looking at the half-drunk tea on the table, the light that had obviously been on for a long time, and the half-read scripture, all these signs proved that Chu Ci had definitely fallen into a trap.

What about her now?

The first thought was that Chu Ci was rescued by someone, but it was unlikely. He had checked and found that Prince Rui was away and had not returned yet, so it was impossible for anyone else to save her.

Apart from this idea, the only possibility is that Chu Ci ran away. Will she punish him then?

Rong Ziyu instantly felt a chill on his back, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet directly to the top of his head, making him feel cold all over.

Rong Ziyu thought it through and turned around to run.

Just as he was about to take the first step, his legs gave way and he fell to the ground.

His legs, no, why did his whole body feel so weak?

Rong Ziyu was moving towards the door, bit by bit. If you opened your eyes a little wider, you couldn't see any trace of his movement.

Rong Ziyu spent half a day trying but didn't move much.

Just then, voices were heard outside. Rong Ziyu looked outside in horror. They were coming.

A woman's voice rang out from outside the door. "Xiaoci? Xiaoci? Are you in there? They said a thief got in, so they need to check. Are you in there? Mother is coming in."

The wife of Marquis Pingyang stood outside the door and waited for a while, but there was still no response from inside.

The ladies of the world behind her had already begun to whisper to each other.

Seeing the wife of the Marquis of Pingyang standing hesitantly in front of the door, the abbot stepped forward and urged her, "Madam, let's open the door and go in!"

The abbot's wife and daughter behind him also echoed, "That's right, hurry up, if something happens, it will be too late!"