Rebirth of marriage

Nihuang was in a trance and was supported by Xing'er back to her courtyard. As soon as she entered the house, she raised her hand and slapped Xing'er on the face, "It's all you. It was you who sent that inexplicable letter to the princess. .”

Without that letter, she would not have instigated Cao Chengwang to kill someone, and nothing would have happened today.

What her grandfather just said frightened her. Was Xiao Wang thinking of breaking off the engagement, or was her grandfather not optimistic about their marriage?

She knew she was the future Princess Xiao since she was a child. Six years ago, when Prince Xiao returned to the capital from Liaodong, she secretly met him twice, and those two times made him grow in her heart.

If she fails to get married in the end...

Thinking of this possibility, her eyes were full of sternness, and she said to Xing'er, "Kneel down on the porcelain piece."

Absolutely impossible, they were married by the emperor, no one could ruin their marriage, not even King Xiao himself.

Xing'er's fair little face was marked with clear five-fingerprints. With tears in her eyes, she lowered her head and took out a package from the bottom of a cabinet.

After spreading the porcelain tiles in the package on the ground, he held a tea cup filled with water high above his head, gritted his teeth and knelt down on the porcelain tiles with a plop.

The sound made the two maids standing outside the door tremble.

Kneeling hard on her knees hurt her flesh. The pain made Xing'er's face instantly turn pale, but she had to exert force. If she had knelt down lightly, the princess would have given her a more cruel punishment.

But with this exertion, some of the tea in her hand spilled out. Seeing this, Nihuang signaled to the other maids to get her whip, raised her hand and hit Xing'er with the whip. Still feeling uneasy, she whipped her backhand again. .

Xing'er almost fainted from the pain and bit her lip to draw blood to prevent herself from falling down.

Nihuang felt a little angry, so she had people serve her meals and take a bath. When she woke up in the middle of the night and saw Xing'er still kneeling on the bed, she said graciously, "That's it this time. If you do it again next time, I, Princess Then I will sell your whole family, get out, and come to serve you early tomorrow."

Xing'er stood up with her hands on the ground, cleared up the porcelain tiles on the floor, and then leaned out.

She limped to her room, and halfway there, she saw Wutong coming over with a lantern.

Wutong saw her and hurriedly stepped forward to help her back to the room.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Xing'er sat down and asked Wutong.

Wutong looked at her with worried eyes, "I heard from the girl in the princess's courtyard that my sister was punished and she was a little worried."

She rolled up Xing'er's trouser legs and took a breath when she saw that Xing'er's knees were bloody and bloody. "The injury is so serious, it needs to be dealt with in time. I'll go get some water and go back to the room to get it." Bring some medicine."

She didn't know that Princess Nihuang would punish people so severely, and the plaster she brought was simply not enough.

Xing'er was in unbearable pain, and it was the middle of the night again. The government doctor would not get up in the middle of the night to treat her as a maid, but she had to go there tomorrow morning to take care of her, so she didn't refuse Wutong.

After a lot of work, Wutong helped Xing'er take care of the injuries on her knees and back, and prepared to go back to her room.

"Wutong." Xing'er called her, stood up and took out a box from the closet. She opened the box, "You can choose one of the things in here as my thanks."

Before Wutong could refuse, she added, "I don't like to owe people favors. If you don't want them, we won't have any contact with each other in the future."

Favor is the most difficult thing to repay in this world. She would rather give up this external thing, but if Wutong doesn't want it today, she will never have contact with her again in the future.

Anyone who sold himself into slavery would have taken this path because he was short of money. Wutong didn't want money, so approaching him meant he had a bigger conspiracy.

Myolie has parents and a younger brother behind her. Wutong’s plans are something she can’t afford and dare not do.

Wutong's eyes flickered, and he approached Xing'er, looking a little embarrassed, "Since sister said so, then I will choose one."

She picked in the box for a while, then took an object and said, "I like this, can you give it to me, sister?"

Xing'er glanced at her, "Why did you choose this?"

It was a red triangle bag with three silver bells on the bottom. Compared with the contents of this box, it was the least valuable.

But it was given to her by the princess. I heard that it was the amulet that the eldest lady asked for for the princess in the temple. The princess thought it was ugly after being sensible, so she took it off and kept throwing it in the dressing box, and finally gave it to her. she.

Although the princess often punished her, she would be rewarded with jewelry that she didn't like or had already despised. This was also the motivation for her to persevere.

How can a slave not look at his master's face and not be punished?

Realizing that her thoughts were drifting away, she hurriedly looked back at Wutong.

Wutong lowered his eyes and smiled bitterly, "My mother also begged me for this. I always kept it with me, but when the family was in trouble, she sold it. I want this, sister, can you give it to me?"

The Pavilion Master had already sent a message, asking her to try to get Princess Nihuang's old things, especially those from her childhood.

During the days she had been in the Duke's residence, she knew that Princess Nihuang loved beauty the most, and liked the new but disliked the old. She might have given away the items from her childhood to those around her.

Xing'er is the eldest maid next to her, so she is most likely to get these things. Judging from Xing'er's expression, these things should belong to Princess Nihuang.

After a slight hesitation, Xing'er nodded and said, "Take it if you like it."

The things that the princess rewarded her should not be taken back again.

She has no doubts.

Wutong happily took her things and returned to the house.

Two days later, the amulet was delivered to Xie Jiu.

After returning to the capital, because the Hou Mansion had no money in its account, the family needed money for food, drinks and socializing, and Yang Xiner never showed up, so Mr. Yang forcibly left the housekeeping duties to Xie Jiu.

The Yongning Marquis Mansion would only last a few days, and it didn't cost her much money. Using the housekeeper's convenience, she was able to put many of her own people into the house, so Xie Jiu did not refuse.

Yanzhi and Qingqiu came to her as newly purchased slaves.

Xie Jiu placed the amulet under the lamp and examined it carefully.

Before saving her husband, Yun Dai entrusted her to Qian Biao with the thought that she might die in battle.

Will a mother who may lose her life leave anything behind for her children?

If you want to leave something behind, it is most likely to be something close to the child. The amulet is worn close to the body.

She didn't see any clues, so she ordered, "Qingqiu, bring the scissors."

Qingqiu brought the scissors over and said, "Pavilion Master, let me do it."

On Nu Hong, Xie Jiu thought he was not as good as Qingqiu, so he gave the things to Qingqiu.

After a few moments, Qingqiu opened the triangle bag. In addition to a piece of talisman paper, there was also some hair. The soft hair should have been from when she was young.

Nothing was found, so Xie Jiu asked Qingqiu to restore things to their original state.

When Qingqiu was sewing, he would inevitably touch the bells. Xie Jiu's eyes fell on the three bells and he squinted, "Qingqiu, pry the bells open and take a look."

The bell is similar to the shape of a wooden fish, with an opening and beads inside. Usually the beads roll and hit the inner wall of the bell to make a sound.

There were obviously three bells, but Xie Jiu only heard the sound of two bells.

Qingqiu was very fast. He pried it with scissors and took out the beads inside the bell.

In order to make a clear sound, the beads inside ordinary bells are usually made of copper, but one of the three beads is made of wax, so it is no wonder that it makes a sound.

Two beeps and one silence. Unless you are willing to investigate, it would be difficult for ordinary people to detect abnormalities.

This wax bead was slightly larger than the other two. Xie Jiu carefully scraped it open little by little, revealing a tiny ball of paper inside.

To be precise, it was not ordinary paper, but a material similar to paper. After many years, the writing on it was still clear, "Shacheng, Fengxiang, under the locust tree."