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"Little sister, I don't understand what you're saying. However, there seems to be a big secret within our Prime Minister's Estate." Qiao Ruo Ying asked.

Qiao Liangjin leisurely scooped another bowl of soup and said to Dai Li, "The soup is a little cold, go heat it up. Oh right, I still want to eat some plum cake, help me make some."

She nodded and carried the rest of the chicken soup to the kitchen.

Qiao Liangjin drank a mouthful of soup, glanced at Qiao Ruo Ying and asked: "Don't you think that mother's death is strange?"

"The doctor said that Mother has an epidemic disease." Qiao Ruo Ying replied.

"Blight? How many people died from this disease in our Prime Minister's Estate? "An epidemic is contagious, but in our Prime Minister's residence, other than Mother, who else died?"

He had always felt that his mother died too quickly, so he could only believe that the doctor was referring to the epidemic. After all, she was still very young at that time, so he could only follow his mother's instructions and take good care of Qiao Liangjin.

Today, Qiao Liangjin raised the question and his heart started to beat faster. The problem was that when his mother was sick, he would take care of her with her sister almost every day. Why did it say it was a disease of the times, but it did not spread to the siblings?

Qiao Ruo Ying took a deep breath to calm herself down before asking, "So, little sister, who do you think hurt mother?"

Qiao Liangjin shook her head. She wasn't sure, but she had always suspected Zhen Qianxin, this woman appeared at just the right time, and to her, she had pampered Qiao Ruo Ying to the heavens, causing her to not be able to learn anything. She ate all day while waiting for her to die, acting like a playboy, indulging herself to eat until she became a fatty, and even saying that she didn't need to learn at all.

Qiao Liangjin smirked. Chastity was really an interesting character. She hid it so well and hid it so seriously. What was the purpose of her visit to the Prime Minister's Estate?

After Qiao Ruo Ying left, Yu Sheng brought the Spirit Swirling Swirl along with him and began cultivating. Qiao Liangjin, wearing a black cloak, quietly left the room.

After she woke up, Zi Yan told her that during the past few nights, she had always been taking care of her. She wanted to go and thank that man who was always a little fresh and light.

He lightly treaded on the snow all the way to the door of the Seventh Prince's Mansion. He raised his head to look at the vermilion door and wondered if he should climb over the wall or knock on the door to enter. Then the door opened.

Qiao Liangjin instantly retreated a few steps and hid behind a tree. From the entrance, an angry woman rushed out. She completely ignored the heavy snow, and rushed towards the alley not too far away.

The clanging sounds coming from his body made Qiao Liangjin, who had her eyes closed, able to guess which woman it was.

Qiao Liangjin thought of the message that had been sent to him from the clean-up team saying that Nangong and Yu Linglong were together and had no idea what they were plotting. Qiao Liangjin felt that even with her toes, she could imagine that the two of them must have been plotting to get rid of the Seventh Prince and bring ruin to themselves.

However, since both of them liked the Seventh Marquis, the alliance wouldn't exist. Qiao Liangjin wasn't worried that these two people would pose any threat to him.

Seeing the crimson door slowly close, Qiao Liangjin thought for a moment and then leaped over the wall.

This was the second time he had come to the Seventh Prince's Mansion. The last time he had come, it was still to watch the snow together with Su Qing.

Qiao Liangjin followed her memories and walked to the front of the tower. When she looked up, she saw that the highest level of the tower was indeed lit with candles.

She gently pushed open the door, lifted up her skirt, and slowly climbed up the tower, level after level. She went up very slowly, and as she thought of herself approaching that red clothed man, her heart couldn't help but beat faster.

She was only persuading herself to thank him. Why was it that the closer she got to him, the more confused she felt in her heart?

When she reached the highest floor of the tower, she looked up and saw the man with his back to the stairs. He was holding a glass of wine in his hand as he looked out the window at the snow.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, that man did not bother to turn his head around and asked, "Hong Liang, did you all take out the chairs that Princess Nangong had sat on to burn?"

"Seventh Prince is truly as rich as a nation." Qiao Liangjin's melodious voice suddenly resounded from behind Su Chen.

The clear figure trembled visibly and turned around with a faint smile. With that glance, the thousand-year-old snow was melted by the spring wind, and the entire world was turned into nothingness under that person's smile.

Qiao Liangjin's heartbeat sped up and she cursed silently. What a devilish man.

"You … "I'm awake …" That elegant and pleasant baritone was heard by Qiao Liangjin.

He then walked over to the table and sat down in front of it. He raised a pair of chopsticks, and under the candlelight, he took a close look, smiled and said, "You didn't even touch the chopsticks, I just drank some chicken soup, and now I'm starving."

Saying so, he began to eat the food on the table in big mouthfuls.

Su Qing sat down opposite her and put down the wine cup in her hand, quietly watching the girl in front of him eating the food in big mouthfuls. He did not think that she looked bad eating, but rather that she looked crude.

Qiao Liangjin ate until her belly was round, then she put down her chopsticks and crooked her fingers: "Here's your wine, can I try it?"

Qing Qing pulled the wine jug closer to her, shook her head and said, "You've just recovered from your illness, so you can't drink. I can keep the wine and drink with you when you've fully recovered. How about that?"

Qiao Liangjin rubbed the tip of her nose and muttered: "It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

Just as they were talking, the sound of a zither came from outside the tower. Although Qiao Lianjin didn't understand zither chess, at least after hearing Bai Wu's zither music, he could tell if it was pleasant or not.

Qiao Liangjin scratched her ears and asked with a frown, "Who else is near you? Why is it so noisy, not playing the zither in the middle of the night, and it sounds so bad?"

Su Ling then said with a sigh, "I presume that Yu Ling is playing the piano?"

Qiao Liangjin raised her eyebrows and was immediately amused. Since when did Yu Linglong move to the vicinity of the Seventh Marquis' Mansion? No wonder she could hear the zither in the middle of the night, it must be Yu Linglong who was complaining right?

She was in the middle of discussing matters with Su Qing, and the music did not sound harmonious at all. With slight anger, she walked to the window, pushed it open and shouted, "Su Qing is already asleep, how can you let us go?!"

The zither music abruptly stopped.

The snow and wind around him seemed to have stopped. Lu Li, who was standing on the wall, fell down with a thud.

The guards downstairs also suddenly stopped their patrolling and raised their heads to look at the tall tower.

It was very quiet.

Qiao Linjian closed the window. Only then did she remember that this wasn't the Flower Luck Pavilion. She really wanted to give herself a slap. Why did she … How to...

Finally, Su Bai could no longer hold it in. "Puchi", he laughed out loud.

Qiao Liangjin squatted on the ground with a bitter face, tugging at her hair and complaining, "How could I forget that this place isn't my brothel, how could I …" I... "Heavens …"

Looking at her laughing face, Qiao Liangjin wished that her eyes could kill.

[Why can't the legendary Ice Mountain King hold me back anymore?] Why are you laughing so happily?

Qiao Liangjin stood up and walked over to the table dejectedly. She sat down heavily on the chair and then lay down on the table with an aggrieved expression on her face. She said, "Ming'er, everyone knows that I came to sleep with you again …"

Su Yan finally stopped laughing, but there was still a smile on her face as she said, "Li Yizhi has been by my side all this time. Although he hasn't seen the person with the golden mask, he remembers that person's voice.

Qiao Liangjin was fiddling with the teacup in his hand as she asked, "Have you brought him to meet your brother before?"

After clearing his silence for a moment, he slowly nodded his head.

Qiao Liangjin put down her teacup and said with a look of trust, "Okay, I believe you."

Saying that, he stood up, walked to the screen, took off his cloak, put it on himself, waved his hand towards Su Hengqing and said, "It's already too late, I'm here to express my gratitude. Thank you for taking care of me for the past few days. "As a person, I clearly distinguish between kindness and hatred. I should thank you for that. I won't be ambiguous in the slightest."

Su Qing nodded slightly.

Qiao Liangjin was about to go downstairs when she seemed to have thought of something. She paused and said, "No need to send me off, I know that I have your secret guard by my side, and they will take care of me. Your dark circles are really big, rest well."

Qing Qing smiled and lowered her head, her smile shining in all directions. Her almond-shaped eyes were filled with warmth, and she … He actually knew how to care about himself. It was a small improvement.

Qiao Liangjin, who had returned to the Flowergold Pavilion, went to sleep all the way until noon of the next day.

When he woke up, he heard that Zhen Zhen Zhen Xin was taking Qiao Ya and Qiao Yue-er to the nunnery in the south of the city to recite Buddhist scriptures for the madame. The matter of the Prime Minister's Estate was temporarily handed over to Aunt Guo Caiting, who had just recovered a little.

Qiao Liangjin slowly ate the porridge in her bowl and asked, "What about Qiao Yin?"

"Second Miss suffered a chill in the ancestral hall because of the shock. Second Madame had been begging for mercy, so on account of Second Aunt's recent miscarriage, Master asked Second Miss to stay at home, but she was not allowed to take even half a step out of the Singing Pavilion." Ruo Lan replied.

Qiao Liangjin put down her spoon, raised her chopsticks and lightly tapped the back of Yu Sheng's hand. With a frown, he asked, "You still don't know how to use chopsticks?"

Yu Sheng, who was eating the dumplings, sucked his fingers with his mouth and picked up his chopsticks, letting out a sigh.

Qiao Liangjin frowned and said, "Yusheng, you're so disgusting. Why don't you learn from Spirit Swirls?"

The nearby Spirit Swirl, who was eating, shyly lowered its head again.

Yu Sheng raised his chopsticks in dissatisfaction and pointed to the sky. "I'm a fox spirit. Eating raw meat and drinking fresh blood. Now that I'm eating your mortal food, I've already given in."

Qiao Liangjin moved her finger closer to Yu Sheng and snorted coldly, "Isn't it about time to drink my blood?"