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There was a famous merchant living in the room, and he heard that she was a friend of Lady Qi Rou.

A guard of Prince Zong Ping's mansion stood outside the door. Qi Rou, dressed in a snow-white muslin, walked up and gave two taels of silver to the young servant. She covered the mouths of those chattering downstairs with a smile, "Every table is a good dish. I am very happy today."

"Alright!" The waiter leaned against the banister and shouted for the dishes to be served.

The people below were all discussing whether Lady Qi Rou found a friend or an old flame. They even laughed at Zong Ping Wang who was also wearing a green hat.

Only when she pushed open the door and saw everyone she knew, did the smile on Qi Rou's face disappear. She looked with dissatisfaction at the smiling and fawning Duan Chengyu by the side, while on the other side, she looked at the Third Prince, who was supposed to be in the dungeon of the justice courts.

At this moment, Duan Chengrui had taken off his prison uniform. Although his luxurious, brocade clothes, which did not reveal anything on Duan Chengyu's body, revealed a trace of elegance when he moved his hands, but the gentleness on his face now only contained indifference and a sharp gaze.

At this moment, Qi Rou could see even more clearly that Duan Chengrui and his group of brothers were after all different.

"Those people are talking all over the place. I'll get them to take revenge later." Duan Chengyu admitted that he was in the wrong and broke the silence. He stood up and walked over to Qi Rou's side and pulled her down to sit, then obediently poured a cup of tea for her to drink.

Qi Rou didn't want to blame him for his actions. She assumed that he was still the same fourth prince who had been messing around with her brother. She took the tea and asked, "How did you guys get out of the dungeon?"

"Royal father already knew everything. It's just that he didn't think that Uncle Huang and I would actually forget everything from before." Duan Chengrui coldly spoke, the cup in his hand changed directions, and the dark water that overflowed smashed onto his sleeve, his fingertips seeming uneasy.

Qi Rou looked at Duan Chengyu strangely, as if she did not understand the meaning of his words.

"Imperial Father secretly released me and used me as a cover to investigate Ninth Brother's matter." Duan Chengrui spoke like this.

On the other side, Duan Chengyu took out a relatively large wooden box from under the table. Qi Rou faintly felt that something was strange. When she saw what was inside the wooden box, her eyelids started to twitch, "This is …"

With a "pa" sound, Duan Chengyu closed the wooden box and pushed it back in front of him. He opened his mouth with interest and said, "I have prepared this for you a long time ago. I hope third brother doesn't suspect anymore."

Duan Chengrui's expression instantly became extremely unsightly, but Qi Rou only looked at him with a wry smile.

Their four eyes met, and Duan Chengrui could only painfully rub the corner of his forehead, his eyes slightly narrowing. "I just …"

"I had also been troubled by these things before. Only until now did I know that I was filial to my parents and that I was protecting my brothers and sisters. Back then, I was nothing more than a wet behind the ears brat." He only thought that his father didn't see me as his son and only wanted to marry her.

However, when she returned and saw the incredibly thick list of husband electors on Qi Ming's desk, she knew that her father wanted her to marry a good family. However, when she returned and saw the extremely thick list of husband electors on Qi Ming's desk, she knew that her father wanted her to marry a good family.

Isn't Duan Chengrui the same?

In this way, the two of them started to cherish each other in their hearts. Duan Chengyu walked up and blocked Duan Chengrui's eyes, "Third Brother, your throne isn't too far away, don't miss the young lady outside."

Qi Rou came back to her senses and did not stop him. She just kept laughing.

Duan Chengrui finally understood why his Imperial Uncle always looked at him with that regretful gaze. At this moment, he also put down his cup and helplessly shook his head: "It's just that we're in the same situation. To be honest, I want to know if Yan'er is safe or not."

"You still haven't given up on her?" Duan Chengyu's jaw dropped.

"I've never given up." Compared to his previous hiding place, only when the wooden box beside his hand was truly in his hands did he finally understand that he wasn't his abandoned son. On the other hand, his royal father held high hopes for him, and similarly, he said, "Since I can be gentle to her even though I've done better than my royal uncle, why did she choose to be his uncle from start to finish? "Everyone knows that my uncle once loved others, and he could even kill a woman. Even if it wasn't for me, my uncle wouldn't even be able to match one of Yan'Er's fingers."

The people in the room were speechless for a moment.

It was rare for Qi Rou to see someone who praised Gu Danyan to the point that there was nothing in the sky. Even Duan Chengye had not treated her in such a manner all those years ago.

Amidst her shock, Qi Rou finally recovered from the wooden box and whispered, "Prince Jing is still not back yet. Have you two told him about your plot?"

As he finished speaking, Duan Chengyu embarrassedly rubbed his face, then took out the Tiger Tally that was used to mobilize the Sky Flame Army in front of Duan Chengrui and Qi Rou, placing it on the table. "Before Imperial Uncle left, he told me to do as I pleased.

As he said this, Duan Chengyu glanced at Duan Chenrui a few times. "Although I don't know if Third Brother was sincere or not towards me in the past, but to be honest today, I hope that you can allow me to become a Carefree King in Yinzhou one day. In the future, I can guarantee that Rou Er will not participate in any business within the imperial court."

Qi Rou looked at Duan Chengyu blankly, then smiled.

Simple people also have their own way of life.

Duan Chengrui looked at his fourth brother with a complicated expression. If one were to say that the pretense from before contained some true love, then it caused his heart to warm up. He could only smile bitterly: "If you and I were both born of a mother, it would be good."

At this moment, Duan Chengyu laughed lightly as he wrapped his arm around Duan Chengrui's shoulder and said, "If you don't mind, you might be able to call me mother in the future. She has always hoped that her son will one day become a great treasure."

It was the first time that Duan Chengrui had been so intimate with a brother, and his sharp gaze softened slightly.

Seeing all this, before Qi Rou could even open her mouth to speak, the door was knocked. Hong Xiao, who was dressed in black and had a black scarf over his face, walked in, his emerald green eyes gloomy, "Miss Qi, your highness will not return for the time being. If it's a useful place, please direct me."

Hong Xiao knelt on the ground respectfully, but he was frowning with worry.

"Why can't I come back?" Duan Chengrui slapped the table and stood up with a frown. "Did something happen to Yan'Er …"

Today, you are even more willing to follow the plan with His Highness the third prince, pretending to be by the side of the ninth prince to gather evidence, while outside, you can only rely on His Highness Prince Zong Ping to preside over the situation, doing your best to rope in the court officials, and even more so, ordered him to deliver this letter to the newly promoted female officials in the palace if he does not return. Hong Xiao took out a letter from his pocket and handed it over to Duan Chengrui.

As he opened it, he only saw the numbers that were scribbled on it, "The throne is in your heart, don't be too greedy."

Duan Chengrui's hand that was gripping the paper slightly trembled along with it.