The real daughter died tragically and was reborn, and the whole family cried and begged for forgiven

Li Qingluo was very surprised. Doctor Luo knew Qin Ling?

Doctor Luo: "This Qin Ling is my fellow apprentice. Because of some disputes within the sect, he and his master were expelled from the sect..."

"No wonder, no wonder!"

"My master said that they stole a lot of rare medical books. I'm afraid that some of the hardest-to-find unique skills in the world will be lost in their hands."

"Among them, there is this mysterious art of disguise."

"He has learned it to such an incredible level that even I can't find any flaws."

Li Qingluo: "Li Yunchu said that my face cannot be restored without Qin Ling's homemade ointment."

Madam Pei: "Luo'er, who are you talking about? Li Yunchu? Why her?"

"Did she make you become like this?"

Li Qingluo nodded: "Grandmother, Qin Ling is Li Yunchu's current husband, and he is also Princess Qinyu's man."

"The two of them were in cahoots. They took advantage of the Lotus Cult's chaos at the West City Gate that day to capture me, but it seemed like they were acting on someone else's orders."

Few people present dared to listen to these words.

Duan Rongshi: "The other person? Do you have any clues about who it is?"

Li Qingluo shook his head.

Doctor Du felt Li Qingluo's pulse and looked uneasy.

Duan Rongshi saw it, but did not ask on the spot. He even gave Doctor Du a wink.

Doctor Luo: "But it is not difficult for me to restore Luo'er's voice to its original state."

"I'll get the medicine now."

Doctor Luo Shen left in a hurry. Seeing that Li Qingluo was in a bad mood, Mrs. Pei asked everyone not to disturb her rest.

Even though he was the most reluctant, he still took the lead and left first.

Even Duan Rongshi couldn't stay openly.

Except for Cui'er and Nanny Zheng, no one was left in the yard.

When Li Qingluo sat under the grape trellis like a lost soul, Cui'er hesitated for a moment, and finally whispered something to Zheng Ma.

Nanny Zheng was startled, turned around and left in a hurry.

Nanny Zheng caught up with Old Madam Pei.

"Madam, it's the girl——"

Madam Zheng lowered her head and whispered to Madam Pei, "When Cui'er was wiping the girl's body, she noticed that there was a pink butterfly pattern under her shoulder."

Madam Pei was startled. "What do you mean? Is this Luo'er fake?"

Matron Zheng stamped her feet. "Oh, that's not what I meant. Aside from the girl's face and voice, everything else is correct, including those little moles and birthmarks. There's nothing wrong with that."

"There's something on her body... Cui'er said it looks weird."

Madam Pei breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad it's Luo'er. What's going on? Go ask Luo'er and see if she knows."

Nanny Zheng nodded repeatedly: "Yes."

Madam Pei added, "By the way. From now on, you will be the head nanny for Old Deng in her courtyard."

"Old Deng is gone, and there's no one to manage Zizaiju, inside and outside. You need to put in more effort and get started quickly. Don't let Luo'er get upset."

Although Nanny Zheng also wanted to be Li Qingluo's mistress, she didn't want to do it this way.

I feel a little uncomfortable.

"Yes, old lady."

After Nanny Zheng left again, Duan Rongshi, who had just branched off and walked away, was still looking at this side.

This nanny reported another incident involving Li Qingluo, but it didn't seem to be a simple matter.

Doctor Du was bending over and saying, "Your Highness, the young lady's pulse feels a little strange."

"It's moving inside, but quiet outside. It's hot inside, cold outside. It seems like there's something going on... but I still can't figure out what it is."

Duan Rongshi frowned tightly, "You will stay in the Xiuli General's Mansion for the next two days and cooperate with Doctor Luo to check Miss Li's pulse every morning, noon and evening."

"If you see any strange or unusual phenomena, please report them to the king immediately."

Doctor Du: "Yes."

When Nanny Zheng told Li Qingluo that there was a butterfly mark on his body, Li Qingluo was also surprised.

"I don't know about this. Let me take a look."

She asked Cui'er to hold up the bronze mirror.

She took off her clothes and took a quick look, but before she could get a clearer look, someone outside called, "Madame Zheng, Cui'er. They're calling you to hurry over to the courtyard where Que'er is recuperating."

Li Qingluo immediately let them go first and sat on a stool to look into the bronze mirror.

When did this butterfly appear?

Although it is a pink butterfly, its appearance is very strange.

It only had a chubby head, no eyes, but a big mouth.

Li Qingluo reached out and touched it.

Suddenly, she felt it move.

She immediately withdrew her hands.

Looking more closely, it seemed to be just my own illusion.

"The King is coming in."

The door frame knocked twice. Li Qingluo quickly pulled up her clothes and walked to the back to open the window.

"Your Highness, did you send them away?"

Now that she was here, he wasn't in a hurry to climb through the window.

The two of them stood across the window, and Duan Rongshi looked down at the little girl inside the house.

Seeing her swollen red eyes, I couldn't help but sigh.

"Yes, how else can I see you?"

"I saw the nanny in your room sneaking off to see your grandmother again, but what happened to you?"

Li Qingluo thought: If I tell him about the butterfly mark under my shoulder, he won't want to take another look at it in person, right?

She quickly said, "Oh? How come I don't know?"

"Your Highness, now that I have returned home safely, and you are tired today, please go back and rest quickly."

Duan Rongshi: Demolishing the bridge after crossing it?

Although it was indeed inconvenient to mention the matter between the two of them to her grandmother at the moment, her attitude of wanting to drive him away immediately still hurt the face of the dignified Prince Su.

"you--"

He reached out and grabbed her arm, pulling her close to him.

"No more tears, you hear me?"

He couldn't say anything more harsh, so he just said this before turning and leaving.

Li Qingluo watched his back disappear and touched his current face.

Can he really accept himself as he is now without any grudges?

Even if it is possible now, what about in the long run?

If she could not regain her former beauty, would he still continue to like this plain-looking Li Qingluo?

not to mention.

I will not be a concubine.

Even the concubine wouldn't agree.

She didn't even dare to dream of becoming a princess.

Concubine?

The grandmother would first strangle her with a noodle.

After she and her grandmother set up their own household, although they were not implicated by Li Chaojing and charged with the crime of confiscation of property and extermination of the clan, few people in Jinling City would look up to their current family background.

What about the royal family?

Although my grandmother was indeed the only female general with great reputation.

But that was thirty years ago.

The world still respects her as an old general, and it is her outstanding military achievements that have brought her honor in this life.

But this could not offset the prejudice against her by the world and even Emperor Yan when she left her husband's family with her own granddaughter thirty years later.

Although Li Qingluo doesn't care about fame and status.

I don't regret setting up my own business with my grandmother.

But the secular world and the strict rules of the royal family destined that she and Duan Rongshi would not have a happy ending.

Rather than becoming a couple of enemies in the future, it is better not to start at all.

And how many loves in this world can last forever?

Did Nanjia's parents not care about reputation and etiquette and stay together for life, but ended up making Nanjia suffer for many years in her childhood?

Or was it the hatred and resentment that my grandmother had for marrying into the Li family, only to never see my grandfather again, even in life or death?

The sorrow of love is the greatest in the world.

If he would change in the future, she would rather never have started.

"Duan Rongshi, maybe you are just acting on impulse?"

She shook her head in confusion and closed the window tightly again with her own hands.

Li Qingluo had a nightmare all night.

In the dream, Aunt Deng was covered in blood in the lobby of Chunyan Tower, crawling on the ground like a dog, being humiliated, kicked and whipped by everyone.

They pointed at her and laughed.

Pour the wine over her head.

Spit in her face.

Wherever she crawled, there was a bloodstain on the ground...

Que'er was also hung high up, blood dripping from her body...

Suddenly, a fire broke out in Chunyan Building.

Everybody ran away.

The grandmother and granddaughter were standing in the fire and laughing.

"Girl, rather than suffer pain and torture, it's better to die like this... and die cleanly."

"My dear, I am leaving now. Don't be afraid. I have left a bird for you."

"Just remember to avenge her."

"I am an old slave with only old arms and legs, please don't worry about me... We will meet in the next life."

"In my next life, I will serve and follow you..."

Li Qingluo yelled, "No, Aunt Deng!"

She struggled to wake up, sweating all over.

Cui'er came over with a lamp in hand, "Miss, are you having a nightmare?"

Li Qingluo's face was covered with sweat and tears.

She covered her face with her hands.

Trembling with pain.

"Tsui'er, do you have any wine?"

"Forget it... Never mind."

She would pass out if she touched alcohol.

It’s not difficult to sleep for a day and a night.

Although this is a way to escape from pain, it is too cowardly. How can I be worthy of the nanny?

She simply got up, quietly went into Que'er's room, and took a look at Que'er.

The sparrow was sleeping soundly.

There are still unhealed wounds on his face.

She was holding a handkerchief in her hand, and Li Qingluo gently pulled it out and took a look.

It was a handkerchief that she and Nanny Deng had embroidered together in the yard when they had free time.

Nanny Deng is the best at using acupuncture among all the maids.

So she wanted to teach Li Qingluo a lesson.

She embroidered a flower in front.

Li Qingluo embroidered a mess of leaves behind.

She wanted to throw it away, but Que'er grabbed it and stuffed it into her arms happily, saying, "You don't want it, but I want it."

"Now I have everything that belongs to both grandma and the girl."

Thinking of the past, Li Qingluo felt more and more painful.

She quietly left, then returned to Zizaiju, picked up her sword and started swinging it around in the yard.

By the time she was so tired that she could no longer move, the sky had completely brightened.

Li Qingluo had just laid on the ground when people from Prince Su's Mansion arrived.

Leng Dian: "Miss, His Highness asked you to come to the Prince Su's Mansion. Qin Ling and his wife have been arrested."

"Also, Doctor Luo and Doctor Du have already gone ahead."

Li Qingluo jumped up and said, "Let's go!"

After she dressed up to look like a man, she and Leng Dian had just left the general's mansion when they saw a sea of ​​heads at the door.

Leng Dian looked at Li Qingluo and said, "It seems to be your man."