On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

Quan Dao's kneeling scared Beibei to the point where he could not speak.

Yan Ruyu's face remained as usual: "What are you going to do?"

"Princess, please help me find my sister! My parents died early, and I only have one sister. I brought her up. If something happens to her, I won't be able to see my dead parents."

"Princess, I know that I have nothing. I... am not qualified to ask you for help. As long as you are willing to help me, I am willing to be a cow or a horse and work for you all my life. I will never regret it. I can sign a life contract and a death contract!"

He kowtowed "bang bang" and his forehead started to bleed after a few blows.

Yan Ruyu glanced at Huo Changhe, who signaled Beibei to help him up.

"Tell me first, what was it like when you saw her today."

Quandao wiped away tears casually and recalled the scene: "At that time, lights were just turned on on the street, and the light was bright in some places and dark in others. I accidentally looked up and saw a sedan approaching. The sedan was very beautiful, and the curtains were fluttering. If I move, I can see the profile of the person inside."

"Just a side face?"

Quandao said anxiously: "I know, you may think that I saw it wrong because the light is not good and the eyes are dazzled, but it is really not the case. She is definitely my sister, not to mention the profile, I can recognize her even from the back. "

Yan Ruyu did not express her position: "Go on."

Quan Dao wiped the blood flowing from his forehead with his sleeve: "The sedan was moving very fast. I chased it and it had already turned a corner. I chased it, but I still lost it."

"I……"

He wanted to cry a little, and tears gradually accumulated in his eyes.

After working hard for so long, I hoped again and again, and was disappointed again and again. Suddenly I saw people in front of me, and then watched them disappear.

This feeling is tantamount to cutting flesh with a dull knife.

"Tell me slowly," Yan Ruyu said, "where did you lose him?"

Quan Dao shook his head.

They were all new to Xucheng, and they followed in a hurry after dark, so they didn't know where they were.

Beibei said cautiously from the side: "I, I know."

Yan Ruyu looked at him, and he flinched again: "Actually, I don't know either, but I bought a box of powder, the kind used by Yi Rong. Later, when I followed the sedan around, I was afraid of losing it. Just...just sprinkle the powder all the way."

Appreciation flashed in Yan Ruyu's eyes: "Well done, Quan Dao, go and clean up the wound. Your Highness and I will take Beibei to have a look."

Quandao: "Me too..."

"You can't do it. You are emotionally unstable and prone to bad things. I have painted a portrait of your sister, so I can recognize her."

Yan Ruyu said it categorically, and Quan Dao couldn't force it anymore.

Before going out, he gave another big salute to Beibei: "Brother, thank you very much, I..."

Beibei quickly supported him: "They are all miserable people, let's not talk about this."

After handing the Quan Dao to Yin Ding, Yan Ruyu asked Beibei, "Have you seen his sister?"

"I saw it." Beibei nodded.

"How does it feel? I mean her whole demeanor, spirit and so on."

Beibei blinked her eyes and thought for a moment: "Princess, I didn't say anything just now because I was afraid that Quandao would be angry. I think...I don't mean her appearance, but her energy. She doesn't look like Quandao's sister."

"how to say?"

"Look at Quandao, how simple he is. He will do anything for his family. He is so naive, but that woman..." Beibei scratched the back of his head, "I can't say it well."

"Say."

"Just... the clothes he wears don't look like he's poor. He has flowers on his hair and a feather fan in his hand. He doesn't look like a child from a poor family."

Very coquettish.

But Beibei didn't dare to say it - he was afraid that Huo Changhe would kick him out.

Yan Ruyu frowned slightly. She could understand something from Beibei's description.

Huo Changhe said: "It is not impossible if he is lost and destitute, trying to make a living, or if he falls into the hands of some human traffickers and is sold to a stable or forced to perform as a performer."

"It's not Goulanshe," Beibei whispered.

"Why?" Huo Changhe asked.

"She...she has a fragrance on her body. The fragrance is much more precious than the fragrance used by the women in Goulanshe."

Yan Ruyu looked at Huo Changhe, and Huo Changhe quickly explained: "I'm just guessing. I don't know what kind of incense is used in those places."

"Get ready," Yan Ruyu told Beibei, "change your clothes later and go out together."

"Yes."

As soon as Beibei left, Yan Ruyu poured herself a cup of herbal tea and was about to drink it when she was stopped by Huo Changhe.

"Herbal tea hurts you, I'll pour you something hot."

"No, I'm not thirsty either. I just want to calm down." Yan Ruyu looked out the window. "The top priority is to find Huo Zhongmao. I'm worried that he is..."

Just as he was talking, Qiu Boqian came.

As soon as he entered the house, he said mysteriously: "That incense shop always uses some dirty tricks to steal my uncle's business. Even the business of Daiguo Temple was taken away by them."

"Speak the key."

"I immediately said that my uncle knew them very well and had several spies inside. As soon as he heard that the princess wanted to inquire, he immediately sent the spies information."

"As a result, one of the eyeliners really noticed. It was said that in the evening, a shopkeeper in their shop led someone to carry back a cloth bag. The cloth bag was long and could move."

Yan Ruyu came to the table and quickly sketched a person's appearance with a pen: "Is it this person?"

Qiu Boqian took a closer look: "Yes, that's him. He is a shopkeeper in charge of purchasing. He is said to be a shopkeeper, but in fact he is a gangster. He has several thugs under him and often does mischief."

That's right, Yan Ruyu breathed a sigh of relief, the person she drew was the one who brought people to the inn to cause trouble today.

If he is not Mr. Mo's person and he only seeks money, Huo Zhongmao will not be in danger for a while.

"Let's go." Yan Ruyu was about to walk out.

Qiu Boqian said quickly: "Where are you going?"

"Of course it's to save people," Huo Changhe replied.

"No, wait a minute, that spice shop has a history!"

"What's the matter?"

"I heard that it has something to do with people from Beijing, otherwise my uncle would not tolerate them, and they also have something to do with the governor's office. Prince, princess, I know you are not afraid, but isn't the situation now special? If someone gets caught, It’s not good for you either.”

Yan Ruyu calmed down and thought about it, he was right.

Although he was not Mr. Mo's person, Mr. Mo was in the dark. If he had a head-on conflict with those people, it would inevitably not be possible for them to benefit.

Huo Changhe chuckled: "If that's the case, I have a more suitable candidate."

Qiu Boqian asked hurriedly: "Who? Me?"

Huo Changhe looked at Yan Ruyu, and Yan Ruyu understood.

"Silver ingot," Huo Changhe shouted at the door, "call Song Ping here!"

Song Ping came quickly, feeling a little uneasy. He didn't know why Huo Changhe was looking for him at this time.

Yan Ruyu asked: "Song Ping, there is an opportunity to make meritorious deeds. Do you want it?"

Song Pingxin slowly raised his voice.