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At the end of the dog days of summer, summer is making its final hustle and bustle.

The lotus pond in the palace was also blooming its last batch of lotus flowers. Perhaps they knew that if they didn't bloom now, they would never have another chance, so they bloomed in full force.

The old emperor stood in front of the lotus pond, looking at the vibrant lotus flowers in the pond, with loneliness in his turbid eyes.

"Yizhi, what do you think of this pond of lotus flowers?"

Gu Yizhi, who was accompanying him, looked at the tallest and most vibrant flower and said, "It blooms brilliantly, neither humble nor overbearing, freely and unrestrainedly. It is a beauty of freedom."

The old emperor shook his head, pointed his withered finger at the lotus leaves and said, "It is the beauty of life."

Gu Yizi was a little puzzled, but said nothing.

"You're young, so you can't feel it." The old emperor smiled and picked a bud that hadn't yet opened. "This lotus flower grows from the mud, enduring and hiding its incompetence, struggling to climb, breaking through the water and blooming, all in order to survive, to live well, to live brilliantly. This is what life is all about."

Looking at the flower bud in the old emperor's hand, Gu Yizi's mind inexplicably appeared Xia Zheng's cautiousness but also a sense of unwillingness and upwardness. All her cleverness was just for the sake of survival.

"I'm old, and I always like to talk about these nonsense." The old emperor handed the flower bud to the eunuch beside him and asked as he walked towards the pavilion, "I heard that your family has a new favorite recently?"

"It was just some idle chat in the inner chamber. I never thought I would disturb His Majesty."

"I have been meaning to explore this. You are good in every way, but you are a little too old-fashioned, even more so than an old man like me. You are not one of those old pedants in the Imperial College. Rules are dead, but people are alive. Why shackle yourself? The most important thing for you now is your offspring. Do you understand? My dear nephew, I am old."

With the uncle-nephew relationship brought up, Gu Yizhi naturally understood the old emperor's intentions and the current situation. Even though he resisted in his heart, he still agreed. "Your Majesty, I understand."

……

After staying in the house for five full days, Gu Yizhi finally heard that the young lady in the court had sent someone to call her over to make pastries.

When I came to the small kitchen again, I didn't see Cook Yang. She said she had caught a severe cold and had a fever for two days. She was recuperating in the servants' room and was not seen.

After making the pastries that the young lady wanted, she saw that the young lady was still taking a nap, so she told Madam Zhao and went to the west row of houses. The people living in the small kitchen and the bathroom were all busy at the moment, so she could tell at a glance that there was someone in that room.

I knocked lightly on the door, but before I could say anything, a hoarse curse came from inside: "Get out!"

"Master, it's me."

There was silence in the room for a moment, and then the door was opened a crack.

Seeing Xia Zheng clearly, Chef Yang reached out and grabbed her hand tightly, pulling her into the house. With tears in her eyes, she cursed in a low voice: "Why did you come only today? You bastard, you've made me suffer so much. Do you know how I've been going through these past few days? I... I..."

Seeing that Chef Yang was so anxious that she was gasping for breath, Xia Zheng hurriedly pulled her to sit beside the bed and comforted her: "Master, don't be anxious. Go slowly. What happened?"

"What happened? You still have the nerve to ask! It was you who asked me to find out about Qiuying. Now you're going to kill me."

"Something happened to Qiuying, right?"

"You knew that all along?" Chef Yang looked at Xia Zheng closely, realizing what she was saying. "Well, you little girl, you're putting me in a cage! You're deliberately trying to harm me, aren't you?"

Xia Zheng grabbed Chef Yang's hand and angrily reached out to grab her. "I'm just guessing, so I asked Master for help. Master, you're an elder in the mansion, and you should understand that since you're on my side, you can't get away with it. Whether you investigate or not, if something happens to me, you can't get away with it. We're one now, so let's talk it over first."

Chef Yang was also furious for a moment, but she also realized that she had no choice now, so she let go of his hand and told the whole story from beginning to end in a frustrated manner.

Her nephew had a good relationship with people, and people often asked him for information about the outside world, so he had established a network of connections inside and outside the country, and it was not difficult for him to find out information. He just paid some money and got information from a few maids.

Following the information given by the old woman, I found out some big news.

Qiuying was kidnapped out of the mansion and not returned to the Marquis' Mansion. Instead, she was thrown into a dilapidated temple on the outskirts of Beijing, where she was raped by a group of beggars. After being tortured all night, she lost her human form and her face was scratched to the point where her bones were exposed. Her body was thrown into an uninhabited ravine. When Chef Yang's nephew went to see it, only scattered bones and pieces of clothing were left.

"The old beggar in the dilapidated temple saw it with his own eyes. Qiuying died a horrible death. She screamed until her voice was hoarse. She wanted to run over and commit suicide, but was stopped. Several people grabbed her and hit her with whatever they could get their hands on.

You said Qiuying's mother was the Marquis' wife's dowry. With her status, she was kidnapped from the Duke's Mansion in the dark of night and encountered such a thing, and the Marquis' Mansion didn't make a move. It's obvious that the Young Madam wants her life. You asked me to investigate, but you brought trouble upon yourself. Instead, you hid in Shushiju. I live in fear every day. If the Young Madam found out that my nephew investigated this, my whole family would be doomed!

At this moment, Xia Zheng couldn't hear what Chef Yang said at all.

She seemed to be suddenly pulled back to her previous life, back to the time when she was tortured to death by the Marquis's wife. Those ugly people walked in, their eyes glowing green, and they looked at her with disgust, reaching out to grab her.

If she had not succeeded in committing suicide, she would have suffered the same fate as Qiu Ying.

The same vicious tactics, she had originally thought that the young lady was different from the Marquis' wife, but...

Do not!

wrong!

In her previous life, the Marquis and his wife tortured her for so long but it was only physical. It was only the next day that those despicable people saw her face. What happened during that day?

She tried hard to recall everything that happened in those days in her previous life.

"The second young lady is back again."

"What about Qiuying and the others?"

"No, maybe..."

At the moment when the woodshed door opened and closed, she heard the voices of two passing maids.

She was arranged like that only after the young lady returned to the Marquis' Mansion, and Qiuying and the others did not return to the mansion, which means that she might have died. The method used on Qiuying was used on her again.

why?

Qiu Ying was trying to seduce Gu Yizi, and she was climbing into the old marquis's bed, which is essentially the same thing.

It was actually Tao Yurong who wanted to humiliate her to death!

She hated others who climbed into her bed, and her methods were even more despicable and vicious than her mother's.

Since she couldn't accept others seducing Gu Yizi, why did she choose them?

tonic!

That bowl of tonic that helps with pregnancy!