Rebirth of the High Family's Beloved

But before she could throw herself in front of Nanny Sun, a guard behind her grabbed her shoulders, and she fell to the ground with pain in her knees.

Nanny Sun sneered and slapped Cuizhi in the face, "You little bastard, you've become quite capable!"

Cuizhi, who was beaten, struggled hard regardless of the pain on her cheek, but she was weak and could not match the young and strong guards.

He could only watch as Nanny Sun walked up to Yan Ru, lifted Yan Ru's jaw, opened his mouth and poured the bowl of medicine into his mouth.

After finishing the medicine, Yan Ru was released.

Yan Ru, who had regained her freedom of movement, immediately pinched her throat and began to cough violently. She tried to spit out the contraceptive soup she had just drunk, but she knew in her heart that it was impossible.

She slumped down on the ground, all her ardent fantasies shattered at this moment.

The only chance for her to gain a foothold in the palace was gone.

Nanny Sun looked at the medicine bowl with not a drop of medicine left, and left Xizhuyuan with her people in a contented manner.

At the same time, Shen Zhaoyan from Hefeng Courtyard also heard about this from Dao Ji.

But Shen Zhaoyan did not pay any attention to this matter. All his attention was on the message brought by the carrier pigeon in his hand.

He looked at the news about the failure of killing Hua Cishu written on the note, his eyes filled with gloom.

He looked up at Daoji who was standing below and ordered:

"Go check where the Huaci tree is now."

Dao Ji took the order and left.

Shen Zhaoyan lay on his back on the chair, and the piece of paper was crumpled into a small ball in his hands. After a while, it was thrown into the inkstone on the table where ink was ground.

The thick ink quickly soaked the white paper ball, turning it into a pitch-black mass.

Shen Zhaoyan was sitting in the study, his eyes unconsciously falling on the corner on the fifth shelf of the bookshelf.

The place where the wooden box was placed is now empty and covered with a thin layer of dust.

He still hasn't found out who took the letters in the box. He has been searching secretly for several months but has not found any clues.

The secret guard who was guarding outside his study and was the only person who knew about the situation suffered the same result: neither the man was seen alive nor the body was found dead.

This left him with nothing to investigate.

Shen Zhaoyan was not a stupid man. He quickly eliminated and selected possible situations based on his memory.

His Prince Xiang's Mansion has always been heavily guarded, and ordinary people cannot enter the palace, let alone such an important place as his study.

The only possibility is that on the wedding day, Prince Xiang's mansion welcomed guests from all over the world, and the inspection of guests coming in and out was not particularly strict. Therefore, it is understandable that a few people with ulterior motives sneaked into the mansion.

But, who could it be?

Shen Zhaoyan found the list of guests who had come to the wedding ceremony on the table, looked at the names on the list, and compared them with the people he remembered attending the wedding.

Apart from Hua Ci Shu's sudden appearance and assassination of him, everything else was normal.

Shen Zhaoyan was a little anxious. His intuition told him that this matter was not as simple as he had imagined.

Dao Ji was very quick. The next morning, he returned to Shen Zhaoyan and reported the news about Hua Cishu to him.

"Hua Ci Shu is now in Fengyang Village."

Shen Zhaoyan chuckled, "Is this a bandit?"

It was really beyond his expectation that a general would become a bandit in order to save his life.

Daoji nodded and continued, "Based on Maruchi's description, I checked the person who intervened and saved Hua Cishu. That person was Princess Furong."

"Furong?" Shen Zhaoyan was even more surprised. When did his always arrogant third sister get involved with the Hua family?

But Hua Cishu's life was always a hidden danger. He said coldly, "Keep an eye on Fengyang Mountain. Kill Hua Cishu when you have the chance."

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Just as autumn was approaching, the marriage between Marquis Yongding and the Xiangfu was officially put on the agenda. The two families began to exchange name cards and prepare for matters such as accepting marriage proposals.

Xie Chengyin and Yan Ci sat in the top-floor room of Songyaji, drinking herbal tea and enjoying the breeze, feeling very comfortable.

Yan Ci thought that Xie Chengyin asked him to come because he must have had a way to ruin the marriage between the Xie and Xiao families. However, he had been there for quite some time and had drunk so much tea that his stomach was full, but he didn't hear Xie Chengyin say a word.

Yan Ci drank the herbal tea in the cup in one gulp. This was the last cup, and if he drank any more his stomach would burst.

"Xie Chengyin, why did you ask me to come here today? If it's for tea, we've almost finished drinking now, I should go back."

Xie Chengyin withdrew his gaze from the street outside and looked at Yan Ci, "I heard that you and the granddaughter of the old general Zhuguo are getting along well."

"You mean Meng Xingyun? We do have some contact. What do you want to talk to her about?"

Xie Chengyin drank a sip of herbal tea, slapped the folding fan in his hand twice, and said, "I want her to help with something small."

"what's up?"

"I heard that Meng Xingyun is very good at fortune-telling. I want her to help me calculate the probability of my brother and Xiao Yizhu getting married."

Yan Ci smiled, "You don't need to ask Meng Xingyun for fortune-telling. I can tell you the answer. The probability is zero."

Xie Chengyin laughed, "Yan Shisan, when did you learn to tell fortunes?"

"I just learned it. Besides, my divination is not based on God's will, but on human will."

Xie Chengyin approached Yan Ci and asked, "Do you have an idea?"

"Of course, but we need to bring someone in."

"Who?"

"The eldest son of the Xiao family, Xiao Dingyan."

Xie Chengyin frowned, "What can that stern guy do?"

"He can do a lot. I remember that he was the top scholar in the 10th year of Tianqing. He was aloof and unsociable, but he had a strong sense of responsibility. I think such a person must put the interests of the Xiangfu first. What I want is for him to choose between Xiao Yizhu and the Xiangfu."

"You mean he will definitely abandon Xiao Yizhu for the Xiangfu, but what does this have to do with getting him involved?"

"Well, let's keep this secret for now."

Yan Ci also looked out the window, looking at the busy vendors hawking their wares, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. Once Xiao Dingyan joined the game, Shen Zhaoyan would follow suit, and then it would be much easier for her to take action against Shen Zhaoyan.

As the sky gradually darkened, Yan Ci stood up, said goodbye, left Songyaji and returned to Yan Mansion.

Chunzhi had already prepared food and was waiting for her daughter to come back, but after waiting for a long time, the food had become cold and she still hadn't come back.

The girl didn't say she wouldn't come back tonight before she went out today, but it's already dark, why hasn't she come back yet?

Chunzhi paced anxiously in the room. Thinking of the fact that the girl had mentioned going to Songya Ji before she went out, she also went out and walked towards Songya Ji.

Songyaji had closed, but the door was still open. The shopkeeper Ren was sitting at the counter, yawning and fiddling with an abacus to calculate the accounts.

When I looked up, I saw a young girl standing at the door.

"The store is closed. Please come back tomorrow, girl."

Chunzhi twisted her fingers and hesitated for a long time before entering the door. "I'm not here to see the paintings. I'm here to look for my daughter. She said she would come here today."

Shopkeeper Ren put away the abacus and asked, "Who is your daughter?"

"Yan Ci, the thirteenth girl of the Yan family."

Shopkeeper Ren was surprised for a moment, "Miss Thirteen! She was here today, but she left a long time ago."

Chunzhi excitedly ran to the counter, "When did you leave? Did you say where you were going?"

Shopkeeper Ren shook his head. He didn't want to ask about Miss Yan's whereabouts.

At this time, Xie Chengyin and Qicun came down from upstairs.

Qicun spotted Chunzhi at a glance and ran downstairs in two quick steps, "Chunzhi, why are you here?"

"I'm here to find my girl."

Xie Chengyin also walked downstairs. He looked at Chunzhi and frowned, "Didn't she go home?"

Chunzhi shook her head and said that if she had gone home, she wouldn't have come to look for him.

Xie Chengyin suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Yan Ci is not the kind of person who would suddenly disappear without saying a word.

Unless...it's not that she doesn't want to go home, but that she can't go home.