When Rong Jiu finally came out, she lowered her head and placed her hands on her eyes. She looked really pitiful as her shoulders trembled.

Dongfang Qiming rushed forward first, "Third sister in law, what's wrong? How will the father punish you? "

Rong Jiu did not look up for a long time, her hands had also been rubbing her eyes. When the officials saw that she was crying pitifully, they wanted to go up and console her.

Ning Rouxue sobbed twice, and gently patted Rong Jiu's shoulders, "Little sister, don't be too heartbroken, since the Ancient Emperor's life is inevitable, you should be more docile in your next life."

"Little sister, don't worry. Big sister will definitely burn more paper money for you."

Ning Rouxue took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears, "Blow it up little sister, big sister can't bear to part with you." While talking, Ning Rouxue cried.

Rong Jiu strangely raised her head, looked at the crowd, and finally stopped on Ning Rouxue's face. Who died? "

Ning Rouxue's face stiffened, and all the ministers were also puzzled. Dongfang Qiming asked Rong Jiu excitedly, "Third sister, did father forgive you and not punish you?"

Everyone looked at each other. Had the emperor doted on the Third Marquis so much? Love your house.

Ning Rouxue pulled the handkerchief, a tinge of tension flashing past her eyes.

"Wuwuwu …" Rong Jiu curled her lips, and her small face wrinkled. "How can you do this, she's clearly doing this for his own good."

Rong Jiu began to cry quietly at the sky." And you've already given in. The emperor is going to punish me, wuu …

Everyone perspired and wiped the sweat off their foreheads. They felt that there shouldn't be any punishments, so they went back to their own homes and looked for their wives. Ning Rouxue bit his lip lightly, what kind of punishments were there?

Ning Daoyuan walked up and asked in concern, "Ah, Jiu, what did the emperor say?"

"Hai." Rong Jiu sighed, "In any case, Seventh Sister's marriage is not a problem. Prepare the marriage, as for me, sigh."

"That's good, that's good." Ning Daoyuan patted his chest, "Jiu, it's all thanks to you this time."

"What about you, sister?" Ning Rouxue was more interested in knowing Rong Jiu's punishment.

"Father, look. Big sister is still worried about my life, what about you? "I only care about whether Seventh Sister can marry out or not." Rong Jiu pouted.

Ning Daoyuan's expression was a little awkward, but Ning Rouxue's face was filled with anticipation, Rong Jiu scratched her head and said, "It's all over, since there's nothing big, let's disperse."

She didn't want them to know what she had been punished for.

"Third sister in law, is there really no big deal?" Dongfang Qiming tugged on Rong Jiu's sleeves, looking like a child throwing a tantrum.

"Stop, stop, stop. Men and women shouldn't be too intimate with each other. What's more, I'm your imperial sister-in-law. Pay attention to my image." Rong Jiu patted Dongfang Qiming's head and said.

Ning Rouxue knew that she had brought ridicule upon herself, and found an excuse to leave, then Ning Daoyuan would go home and bring Ning Xueqi home to prepare for the wedding.

As for Dongfang Qiming, in order to find out what kind of punishment Rong Jiu had received, he had actually followed him to the Duke Palaces.

"Eh? Why hasn't Third Brother returned to his residence yet? " Dongfang Qiming asked.

Rong Jiu was also confused, what exactly did he say she was doing? After asking Hong Xing and Yu Niang, the two of them did not know either, "Alright, alright, Seventh Prince, you should leave quickly. Otherwise, when your Third Brother comes back and finds out that you followed me for so long, he would definitely be jealous of you …" Rong Jiu's sinister face made people feel goosebumps.

"Third sister in law, how can you be like this?" Dongfang Qiming felt wronged, but he could only leave. Indeed, men and women should not be intimate with each other.

Regarding her own illness, Rong Jiu still had not gotten the exact answer, and did not care that Tuan Za was already asleep, Rong Jiu shook him up immediately, "Tuan Za, Fatty Tuan Za, Stupid Tuan Za, quickly, tell me, what happened?"

Tuan Za was so confused that he could not think straight. He squinted his eyes and looked around, "Mother, where are you right now?"

Rong Jiu knocked on his little head, "Stop pretending, hurry up."

"Mother." Tuan Za said with a crying face, "I have never seen a mother like you. Your son was already asleep, yet he still shook himself awake and bullied me in every way possible."

"Humph!" "Who told you to be my son?" Rong Jiu straightened his body, "Hurry up and tell me, what Gu?"

"It's nothing, it's just a Gu that will make people's memories go missing, it won't do much damage." Tuan Za waved his hands helplessly.

"Really?" Rong Jiu earnestly sized up Tuan Za and tried to test the authenticity of his words, "Then why were you crying so miserably last time?"

"It's not because of you." Tuan Za rolled his eyes, "What, mother, you still don't trust your own son?" He curled his lips and began to feel wronged and miserable.

"Oh god, who else can be as pitiful as me? I am only four and a half years old, right? What can a four and a half year old do? Other people's children are still coquettishly lying in their mother's arms."

Rong Jiu covered his mouth, "Alright, alright, stop howling, I believe you can't do it." If it really is this kind of Gu, then what's the point in using it?

Tuan Za secretly heaved a sigh of relief. It was best to not let his mother worry about him, as long as he could find a way to solve the problem, it would be as if nothing had happened.

She leaned on Tuan Za's stomach and fell asleep. Tuan Za caressed her hair as his eyes shone with a strange light. He had to become Mother's best darling.

Dongfang Qisu did not return home for the whole night. He was woken up early in the morning by the messenger from the house of the Marquis saying that the Third Young Master of the house had run away from home and been caught.

The corner of Rong Jiu's mouth twitched, and she ran away from home? Aren't we going to the barracks?

Oh yeah, he said that the people from the Hou clan didn't want him to go into the army camp as a soldier, so there were many obstructions. The people who came to find Rong Jiu were sent by the Third Young Master, and he told Rong Jiu to go save him.

Rong Jiu asked about Ninng Xuanyu's current situation. The servants said that he was imprisoned in a side house and had a few guards around.

Rong Jiu rolled her eyes, it was just a few people, there were not many people in the residence, "You can go back."

"lady, aren't you going to save my Young Master? He placed his hopes on you. " The outsider seemed quite sincere.

"This wangfei has a lot to do. Servants, see the guests out." Now, in broad daylight, who was he supposed to save? At the very least, it had to be dark and windy.

As the servants of the Ning Residence were led away, Yu Niang brought some chicken soup over, "Young Master, why is it that you haven't seen the Pavilion Master for such a long time?"

Rong Jiu did not even raise her head to tease her, "What's wrong, your pavilion master is not here, your soul is all gone, right?"

"Young Master ~" Yu Niang protested coquettishly.

Rong Jiu rarely saw her like this, she was always very stable.

"Yu Niang, do you still remember your ancestry?" It was the first time Rong Jiu asked Yu Niang about this matter so seriously.

Yu Niang's expression was strange. After a while, she said, "Remember this, my parents were all killed by the corrupt officials. They ran into a witch when they had nowhere to go. She …

"So it's like that." smiled and did not ask any further. In this way, the kindness that she received from the Magi was still quite heavy, and Rong Jiu could not remember her question clearly, she only felt that Yu Niang was pitiful and brought her along. "Yu Niang, do you want to find that greedy official?"