This branch is not thick, it is dangerous for two people to sit, and Ji Cheng, who is close at hand, exudes a clean and transparent smell, Chu Heng's entire back stiffened.

Under the tree, the maids wore plain white filial piety clothes, dragging large trays in their hands, and the trays were folded with regular white satin cloth. Behind this row of maids were several small men carrying chests, two of which were made of pear wood with silver trim. The leading maid had already put down the tray, took out the key, and began to open the door of Qingyang Pavilion.

Chu Heng stabilized her senses, took away Ji Cheng's hand covering her mouth, she looked down at the busy maids and maids under the tree, and said slowly in a low voice: "This is to arrange the mourning hall." ”

"Hmm." Ji Cheng withdrew the hand that was covering Chu Heng's mouth and held the tree trunk on the side, while the other hand was still firmly wrapped around Chu Heng's waist.

"Lord Shizi......" Chu Heng moved her waist uncomfortably, her small face was flushed, her eyes drooped, she blinked, and her long eyelashes danced like butterflies.

"Are you only thirteen?" Ji Cheng looked at Chu Heng in his arms with a pair of inky eyes, although Chu Heng was wearing coarse cloth clothes and was still young, his eyebrows and eyes had not yet fully grown, but he could already see a little bit of beauty, and he would definitely be a rare beauty in a few years.

"Yes, the slave is thirteen this year."

"Frightened, huh?" Ji Cheng took his eyes off Chu Heng and looked at Qingyan Pavilion: "It was my negligence that night that put you in danger. ”

Chu Heng knew that Ji Cheng was talking about the fact that Qingyan Pavilion had broken into the assassin in the middle of the night a few days ago, and the assassin had also killed the maid who had secretly come to burn paper in the middle of the night. "The slave is fine."

"Good thing you're okay." Ji Cheng's voice was low and soft, as if he was whispering in his ear.

Chu Heng lowered his eyes, pretended not to hear, and didn't say a word.

In the scorching summer, the knowledge on the tree stopped for a while and then began to croak again, as if it was close at hand, and Chu Heng had goosebumps on his body when he heard it. "Those people have entered the Qingyan Pavilion, we can go down." Chu Heng stretched out his hand and pointed under the tree.

But Ji Cheng didn't seem to have stayed in the tree enough, he directly ignored Chu Heng's request, and it wasn't until Chu Heng's brows furrowed that he slowly spoke, but what he said was something else entirely: "Where did you live before you entered the Vine King's Mansion?" Where is your home? ”

Chu Heng was stunned for a moment, but she couldn't help but answer when the master asked: "The slave maid was originally from the capital, and the family was doing business, and there was an accident in the family for four years, and the parents died, and the slave and maid followed the caravan from the capital to the south alone, originally to go to my grandmother's house, but who would have thought that my grandmother had already passed away for many years." The slave maid was later exhausted, and was thrown to the mass grave when she was dying, and she was the slave and maid rescued by Chu San, and then the slave and maid entered the Fujiwang Mansion and became a second-class maid. ”

"Then when you woke up, did you ever think about looking for other relatives again?"

"The slave's father is a single family lineage, his grandfather and grandmother have long since died, and his grandmother is just a lonely old woman with no other children, and now the slave and maid have no blood relatives in this world." Chu Heng paused, and then said: "Chu San's kindness to the slave and maid is as heavy as a mountain, although the slave and maid do not have Chu San's blood on their bodies, but in the slave maid's heart, he is no different from my father. ”

"Are you really just the daughter of an ordinary trader?"

"It's nature." Chu Heng bent the corners of his mouth: "Shinong industry and commerce, traders are the lowest existence, after the slave maid entered the palace as a second-class maid, her status has risen a lot through the light of the palace." ”

Ji Cheng was not amused by Chu Heng's words, but reached out and pinched Chu Heng's chin, broke her head, and faced Ji Cheng's face, so that Chu Heng could clearly see the coldness in his eyes: "You have seen my parchment scroll, you know the words on the parchment scroll, how can an ordinary northern merchant's daughter understand it?" ”

"The slave doesn't know what the prince is talking about." Chu Heng's eyes were so flustered that it was too fast for people to find out, and the rest was full of surprise: "What kind of parchment roll is the prince talking about?" ”

"When you lived in that small courtyard north of the city, that parchment roll you saw." Ji Cheng let go of the hand that was pinching Chu Heng's chin, and his voice was as cold as the ice of the cold winter moon: "Who are you?" ”

"The parchment scroll slave and maid that the prince said remember ......" Chu Heng frowned slightly, and his eyes were full of grievances: "The slave and maid were amazed when they saw the parchment scroll for the first time, and the words and pictures on the parchment scroll were very good-looking, although the slave and maid couldn't read what was on it, but only through the shape of the font and picture, she could feel the majesty, but the slave and maid really didn't know the words and pictures on it." ”

A trace of doubt flashed in Ji Cheng's eyes, but the hand that clamped Chu Heng's chin did not let go.

"Lord Shizi......" Chu Heng's voice was already a little out of shape: "If you don't believe it, you can send someone to inquire, the slave's biological father is also surnamed Chu, and he runs a silk village in the capital, and when the business is good, he also sent goods to the princes and ministers, and it is easy to find out." ”

Ji Cheng frowned.

Chu Heng hurriedly said again: "The name of the silk village is Chu's silk village, it's very easy to inquire, the slave really doesn't dare to deceive the prince." ”

"Do you think you can fool the past with just a few words?" Ji Cheng's eyes were determined to not believe.

Chu Heng's face was helpless, she reached out to break Shizi's hand holding her chin, and muttered: "The slave really didn't lie to Shizi, what's there to lie about." ”

Shizi's hand pinched Chu Heng like pliers, Chu Heng was in pain, and as soon as he exerted his strength, the whole person was planted from the tree in a daze.

The leaves rustled, but Chu Heng could only hear the sound of the falling wind in his ears.

"Heng'er!" Ji Cheng leaned over and fell down.

It was only a moment of effort to fall from the tree to the ground, and Ji Cheng only had time to pull Chu Heng to slow down the momentum of her fall, and the next second the two fell to the ground together. It's just that Ji Cheng rolled on the ground and immediately stood up, but Chu Heng fell and couldn't stand up.

"So careless!" Ji Cheng carefully helped Chu Heng up: "Fortunately, I just pulled you along, otherwise you will lose half your life if you don't die." ”

Chu Heng was in a shelf-like pain at the moment, and he really didn't bother to open his mouth to reason, so he only pouted and was silent, and Ji Cheng helped himself up, and stood hard with Ji Cheng's help. After Ji Cheng just helped Chu Heng up, he picked up Chu Heng all over, and before Chu Heng could react, he took two quick steps and put Chu Heng lying under the corner of Qingyan Pavilion.

"Shi, Shizi?" Chu Heng stared, not understanding what Chu Heng was going to do.

"That's the road just now, and you're going to get in the way if you lie there." The prince squatted beside Chu Heng, looking down at Chu Heng, his lips were closed, and his tone was very cold: "But I'm a dead man now, I can't run around with you, you just lie here obediently, and I'll let Shen Hua take you away." As for what you said, I will send someone to the capital to verify, and you had better not lie to me. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Cheng turned around and left, leaving Chu Hengping lying in the corner, looking at the blue sky above his head, and the pearl-white flowing clouds moving with the wind.

"The prince doubts me......" Chu Heng blinked his eyes and let out an inaudible sigh.