Quick Travel: Sweet Pet Script from God

While putting on makeup, Madam Murong asked calmly: "Miss Chi's accent doesn't sound like she's from the capital?"

Chi Qing put on makeup in an orderly manner and said, "Madam, I am from Lin'an."

"Lin'an people, I have been to Lin'an before. The scenery is beautiful and pleasant."

Madam Murong smiled and then asked, "Why did Miss Chi come to the capital?"

"Just making a living,"

"I see that Miss Chi is still very young. Did she come with her parents?"

Chi Qing's hand paused, his eyes darkened, and it took him a while before he answered: "My parents passed away two years ago."

Mrs. Murong was also shocked. He died?

If what she guessed was true, then the old lady and the others would be devastated.

Although they were buried in the tomb, the body was never found. They all still had a glimmer of hope that Zhen'er was still alive.

Chi Qing quickly put on makeup for Mrs. Murong and stepped aside.

Madam Murong looked at it in the mirror and praised: "Miss Chi's craftsmanship is really good."

"Madam is so complimentary."

Chi Qing smiled slightly, and her neither humble nor arrogant attitude made Madam Murong nod her head inwardly.

The proprietress of a small shop has not yet established a firm foothold in the capital, and there are not many who can remain calm in the face of the prime minister's wife and young lady.

Chi Qing looked at the sky and saw that it was already evening, and Mu Shihuai was still waiting for her to go back for dinner.

She said goodbye to Madam Murong and Murong Xi and left the Prime Minister's Mansion.

When he jumped on the carriage, Chi Qing felt helpless when he saw the people in the carriage.

"Why is A Huai here?"

Mu Shihuai felt a little aggrieved and said: "The eldest lady has been here for so long, I was afraid that you were detained by the prime minister, and I was just thinking about how to get someone."

Chi Qing sat down and put away his jade pendant again.

"I didn't meet the Prime Minister, but I met the Prime Minister's wife."

"Oh?" Mu Shihuai, who was half leaning against the wall of the carriage, sat up and asked with a trace of nervousness that he didn't even notice: "What's going on?"

"Mrs. Murong seems to have recognized my face."

Chi Qing pinched her cheek. She looked very much like her mother, and the face in her memory was basically carved from the same mold.

Mu Shihuai came up to Chi Qing and looked at Chi Qing pitifully.

"Miss, you won't forget me by then."

Chi Qing didn't say anything, and stretched out his hand to pinch his face.

After exerting some force, Mu Shihuai hissed when it was no longer convenient.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Hehe, that's good."

*

In the Prime Minister's Mansion.

Murong Xi saw something was wrong with Mrs. Murong and asked worriedly: "Mother, what's wrong? Is there something wrong with Miss Chi?"

Madam Murong shook her head and rubbed her temples.

"It's a little complicated, Xi'er, do you remember what I told you about your aunt?"

"Auntie, didn't she long ago..."

Murong Xi knew a lot about her aunt, and Murong Zhen could be regarded as the white moonlight of the entire capital, as well as a cinnabar mole.

No matter the circle of noble ladies or the young masters, they were either curious or admired about the girl.

Madam Murong shook her head, "Actually, only the burial mound was buried. It is not clear whether your aunt is dead or alive."

"Is that so?" Murong Xi thought, "What does that have to do with Miss Chi?"

"They two look exactly the same."

"Ah?!" Murong Xi didn't know how to react and was still a little stunned.

"What are you two doing?"

Prime Minister Murong walked in from outside the door. He had just finished handling official business and wanted to see his wife. The servant said that the wife had gone to the eldest lady's place, so he happened to come to see his daughter.

As for his two sons, two grown men, do they need him to see them?

"Husband, you are here."

Madam Murong wanted to stand up, but was held down by Prime Minister Murong who strode over.

"Daddy."

"What were you talking about just now? I heard Xi'er's voice outside the door."

"Husband..." Madam Murong frowned, not knowing how to speak.

Prime Minister Murong became even more curious and asked, "What on earth is going on?"

Madam Murong took a deep breath and said, "I saw a girl who looks exactly like Zhen'er today."

This time it was Prime Minister Murong's turn to say "ah", and the tea cup he was holding fell to his lap, soaking the hem of his clothes.

"What...what's going on?"

Prime Minister Murong was unusually at a loss. Mrs. Murong patted his back and told him what happened this afternoon.

"Xunxiang Pavilion... Chi Qing..."

He repeated the message just now, "Madam, Xi'er, do you know how old Miss Chi is?"

"I heard it mentioned by a familiar lady. She seems to be only sixteen years old."

"Okay, I'm sorry, Madam Xi'er, but I can't accompany you anymore. I have to leave first."

Prime Minister Murong said goodbye in a hurry and left Murong Xi's yard.

He had to discuss it with his father and mother. With the exact same face and similar jade pendant, it was really possible that she was Zhen'er's daughter.

Lin'an... If this is true, why did Zhen'er appear in Lin'an City, which is so far away from the capital.

Prime Minister Murong was confused. What was the conspiracy behind that incident?

He quickly walked into Mr. Murong's yard.

"Father, mother."

Mr. Murong was playing chess with himself. When he heard Prime Minister Murong's shouting, he snorted and said, "How big of a man are you?"

"Come on, it was the same when you were young."

Mrs. Murong was watching the old man play chess.

The rest of the Murong family are in their hometown, and only Prime Minister Murong's family remains in the capital.

"Achen, ignore your father and tell him what's going on."

Prime Minister Murong told what had just happened in one breath, and both the old man and the old lady were speechless for a moment.

"Is this true?" The old man confirmed in a hoarse voice.

Prime Minister Murong's tea-sipping hands were trembling, "We have sent people to investigate, and there should be news soon."

*

After coming out of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Mu Shihuai took Chi Qing directly back to the Zhenguo Mansion from the alley. When Chi Qing got out of the car, he was a little confused when he saw the unfamiliar environment.

"Where is this?" she asked.

"Zhenguo Duke's Mansion."

Chi Qing supported Mu Shihuai's hand to get out of the carriage and said, "Why are you back at the Duke's Mansion?"

"It's my selfish intention. I'll stay at the Zhenguo Palace tonight, okay, young lady."

Mu Shihuai's tone was unnoticeably fragile and cautious, and he took Chi Qing's hand and walked into a courtyard.

This is the courtyard where he has lived since he was a child. Even after inheriting the title of Zhen Guo Gong, he did not move to the main courtyard.

Mu Shihuai slowly pulled Chi Qing forward and talked about interesting things that happened in the yard when he was a child.

There is a small garden on one side of the yard, and food is already placed on the table in the garden.