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Bing-Er looked down at the tray in her hands and saw two porcelain plates. They were filled with American cherries and fire dragon fruits. She suddenly realized that these were tribute from ancient times!

Bing'er stretched out her hands to receive the tray in her hands. At the same time, she instructed her, "Miss Xiaotao, please wait a moment."

After Bing'er placed the tray on the table, she took out two Fire Dragon Fruits and a handful of large cherries. She turned around and walked in front of Little Peach, placing the Fire Dragon Fruits in her hands. "Miss Little Peach, this is the one that the First Lady gave to you. Take it and have a taste."

Xiaotao hurriedly rejected Bing'er, "No no no, how could Xiaotao have the qualifications to receive such a valuable tribute?"

"Little Peach, take it. Bing'er's meaning is my wife's meaning." The first wife, who had already changed into a new dress, spoke to Little Peach.

After the first wife said that, Little Peach reached out to take the Fire Dragon Fruit and cherry fruit from Bing'er's hands. She raised her head and looked at the first wife gratefully, "This servant thanks the first wife for the gift."

"You may leave!" The first wife indifferently instructed Xiaotao.

Xiaotao happily left with the tribute in her hand.

After seeing her back disappearing from their line of sight, Bing'er closed the door. She walked over to the doctor with her head lowered, kneeled on the floor and said guiltily, "Please blame Bing'er for taking the initiative to give the master general's tribute to you."

The First Wife took a large cherry from the plate and put it in her mouth. She chewed it, then spat out a seed and slowly said, "It's really delicious. It's so sweet and delicious. No wonder Little Peach's eyes are reluctant to leave the tribute!"

Bing'er couldn't help but raise her head and look at the first lady in shock. She didn't expect the first lady to see the longing in Xiaotao's eyes. "Madam?"

The First Wife reached out her hand to help Bing'er up, "Stand up. You didn't do anything wrong just now. Not only did you not do anything wrong, you did it well."

Bing'er pretended to be surprised, "Madam, are you sure you don't blame this servant?"

The first lady gently patted Bing'er's small hand, "You did very well. I was too happy, how could I blame you!"

Bing-Er breathed a sigh of relief. She squatted down and looked at the lady happily, "Thank you, Madam!"

The first wife did not let go of Bing'er's hand, but held onto her hand and pointed at the chair beside her, "Bing'er, sit down and chat with me."

Bing-Er was surprised and embarrassed, "Madam, I am afraid this is not good. If you want to talk, I will just stand there and chat with you." How could a servant be on equal footing with a master?

The first wife looked at Bing'er with a smile, her beautiful eyes full of admiration. " "Alright, if you don't sit down to chat with me, then just stand and chat with me."

"Alright." Bing'er happily responded to the first wife.

Following that, the two of them began to chat.

A-Min stood aside and watched Bing-Er and the eldest lady talking and laughing. She was jealous of Bing-Er, and she clenched her small hands into fists so tightly that the two ladies couldn't see her.

When it was completely dark, Xiaotao happily told the first wife that the first wife would be staying in the Full Moon Pavilion for the night.

When the First Lady heard this, she was overjoyed. After sitting at the dressing table and dressing up, Bing'er and Min supported her as they walked towards the Full Moon Pavilion.

Only after the First Lady entered the Full Moon Pavilion did Bing'er gain her freedom. She hurried back to her own place. Lian'er was alone in her room all day, she didn't know if someone would bring her food.

"Hey, why are you in such a hurry to find a place to stay? Have you raised a pretty boy?" Zhining's voice came from high up in the air and reached Bing'er's ears.

Bing'er covered her beating heart and raised her head to look at Zhining, who was sitting on the high wall, unhappily. "Big Sis, I told you."

"I know, people scare people to death." While speaking, Zhining had already jumped down from the high wall and stood in front of Bing'er.

Bing'er glanced at Zhining, then muttered in a low voice, "You're still trying to scare people? It's obvious that you are doing this on purpose."

Zhi-Ning pretended not to hear Bing'er's words. She looked at Bing'er with a serious face, "Have you found any new information recently?"

Bing-Er glanced at Zhining with displeasure, knowing that she must be here for the case.

Although she was unhappy, Bing-Er answered, "I searched through the lady's wardrobe today, but there was no dress silk of the same quality as the silk we found in Xiu-Er's room."

"That is to say, the First Wife deployed the murderer?" ZhiNing looked at Bing'er and asked.

Bing-Er shook her head and rejected Zhining's suggestion, "No. On the contrary, I think the First Lady has a better chance of killing Xiu-Er."

Zhining couldn't help but look up at Bing'er in surprise, "Oh?" "Why do you say that?"

Bing-Er took a deep breath and then looked up at the moon, "After this day, I found out that the First Lady is a meticulous and temperamental woman. If you are not careful, you will make her unhappy. I think the First Lady must have destroyed that dress. "

"The Librarian said that we don't have any leads left, do we?" Zhining could not help but sigh deeply.

"That may not be so." Bing'er turned to look at Zhining and said, "Check in secret, 'Jinmian'." "Who is it?" If she had heard correctly, that was the name the Second Lady had uttered today in the garden.

"Cotton?" ZhiNing looked at Bing'er in surprise.

Bing'er couldn't help but look at Zhining in surprise. "You know this name?"

Zhining nodded, "Today, I went to the prison to ask Chen Quan in detail. He said that Xiu-Er had mentioned this name to him several times, and that Xiu-Er would be very sad whenever she mentioned it."

"Is Jinmian the child of Xiu-Er?" It was a question, but it was also proof.

ZhiNing nodded in agreement, "That's what I thought too."

"But why? Why haven't I seen any children in the Prime Minister's Estate? " Bing-Er frowned and murmured.

"I'm afraid we need to keep looking at this. I'll find out everything I can about the cotton. " Zhining said to Bing'er.

Bing-Er nodded and said to Zhining, "I will continue to find out about the dress that thread belongs to, the scar on the First Lady's hand, and the identity of Jinmian."

ZhiNing took a step forward and patted Bing'er on the shoulder comfortingly, "I feel like the truth in our world is getting closer."

"I think so too." Bing'er smiled at Zhining.