Twenty-nine of the Lunar New Year. [This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

There is still a little bit of a New Year away, but the hell has already mobilized and is ready to celebrate the New Year on this day.

Because the prince has been moving into the barracks for a few days, he doesn't plan to spend any year in hell, but only comes back tonight for a meal and stays overnight, and returns to the barracks tomorrow morning, and the next time he comes back may be fifteen.

So, tonight's meal is a reunion dinner in hell.

Early in the morning, Madame Zi and Madame Lan were busy separately, directing their subordinates to clean and decorate the whole house.

There are only guards in Fuyun Pavilion, there are no servants, and Mrs. Lan asked Ling Ji to take a few neat grandmothers to Fuyun Pavilion to clean up, especially explaining that no one is allowed to move in the prince's bedroom and attic.

Ling Ji took the grandmothers to the Floating Cloud Pavilion, and they were busy inside and out.

Ling Ji's status is low, since entering the mansion, she has only entered the Floating Cloud Pavilion twice, this time she entered the Floating Cloud Pavilion, she was quite curious, handed over the work to her grandmother, and looked around curiously.

The prince has never looked at her with her eyes, and she has never had a skin-to-skin relationship with the prince, but for her, the prince is her husband, and she also has deep admiration and attachment to the prince.

She wanted to know more about the prince and get closer to him, and now, she was standing in front of her husband's bedroom, who was too beautiful to be ordinary.

The air seemed to be filled with the breath of the prince, she closed her eyes, imagining the feeling of being embraced by the prince, and her body trembled slightly.

She really wanted to go into the prince's bedroom, lie on the prince's couch, and feel the prince's breath more......

"Squeak", the door to the prince's bedroom opened from the inside.

She dodged to the side, hiding behind the tall bonsai, not wanting anyone to see the way she had just gotten into her madness.

Feng Jinghua came out with the prince's sheet, locked the door, and walked into the laundry room in the courtyard.

Ling Ji stared at her back, and there was unconcealable jealousy in her eyes.

Why can a woman who is not amazing in appearance live in the Floating Cloud Pavilion? Can you come in and out of the prince's bedroom at will? Can you be by the prince's side day and night?

If it was said that the prince was seriously ill a while ago and needed this woman to take care of her, she could bear it, but now it is rumored everywhere that the prince is about to recover, and the prince has moved to the barracks, why is this woman still staying in the Fuyun Pavilion?

She once proposed to Mrs. Lan that Hua Jing'er should be allowed to move out of Fuyun Pavilion, but Mrs. Lan sighed and said that the prince was used to letting Hua Jing'er wait and didn't want to change people.

She felt very uncomfortable in her heart, although Hua Jing'er's identity was still a concubine, she seemed to be more trusted by the prince than Mrs. Lan and Mrs. Zi, so didn't Mrs. Lan and Mrs. Zi care?

Look, no one is allowed to enter the prince's bedroom, but didn't Hua Jing'er just come out of it? And she also took the key to the prince's bedroom and locked the prince's bedroom, she wanted to sneak in and take a look at the prince's underwear as a souvenir or something.

Because of this unwillingness, she rolled her eyes, looked around to see that there was no one, turned around and ran into Hua Jing'er's room next to her.

Since she can't steal the prince's things as a souvenir, then she will steal Hua Jing'er's things as revenge.

Now, the Floating Cloud Pavilion is busy inside and out, and even if she is discovered, she can explain it by "cleaning and inspecting the room".

Hua Jing'er's room is very ordinary, all the necessities of life are placed, and there is no extra decoration, which is really shabby.

She glanced around the room and stopped at the dresser.

She didn't believe that Hua Jing'er didn't have a few pieces of valuable jewelry or anything.

She had just opened the drawer when she heard footsteps outside the door, and she was startled, so she quickly hid behind the screen and shrank in the corner between the screen and the wall.

Feng Jinghua walked into the room wet and changed clothes.

After lying down for seven or eight days, her wind chill was finally cured and she was able to get out of bed and walk around, but she did not have the strength yet.

Just now she washed the sheets for the hunting king, and after washing for a while, her back hurt, her whole body was weak, and her hands shook when she scooped water, and she splashed herself, so she had to come back to change her clothes.

Originally, she should have been able to detect that there was a person hiding in the room, but she was too tired, and the sound of firecrackers kept coming from outside, confusing her hearing and feeling, and she didn't notice Ling Ji hiding behind the screen.

She took off her coat like that.

Ling Ji peeked through the gap between the screen and the wall, and saw the scars on her body.

Yes? Ling Ji was so startled that she almost screamed, and quickly covered her mouth with her hand.

What's the deal with this woman? How can there be so many scars on the body?

Even if she hadn't suffered too many injuries, she could tell that the scars were man-made, and that they might have been ...... Heavy sentence!

Isn't Hua Jing'er just a civilian in a small town in the north, why did she receive so many punishments?

She was under the impression that only a felony would suffer such a thing.

For a moment, her thoughts spread uncontrollably.

Hua Jing'er can't be a prisoner who escaped from somewhere, right? Or what inhuman treatment had she ever experienced? Or is she a spy of an enemy country or something? Has she been lying all along? And her brother is also very weird, will this sister and brother have some ulterior secrets?

Does the prince know that Hua Jing'er's body is like this? The prince shouldn't be deceived by Hua Jing'er, right?

The more Ling Ji thought about it, the more she felt that there was something wrong with Hua Jing'er.

And Feng Jinghua didn't realize that he was being stared at, sat down after changing his clothes, and wiped his frostbitten feet with plasters.

Ling Ji was surprised when she saw her frostbitten feet: how could this woman suffer from frostbite when she stayed in the Floating Cloud Pavilion every day?

Won't it ...... Hua Jing'er secretly ran out and did something unseemly, right?

I have to say that none of the women who will be sent to hell are fools.

Although Ling Ji is just an unfavored concubine who has gained a foothold in the underworld by currying favor with Mrs. Lan, she has been rolling in the dust for many years, and she has seen a lot of deception and ushering in the send-off, and she is still more or less knowledgeable.

After Feng Jinghua finished taking the medicine, she went out.

Ling Ji crept out from behind the screen and searched Feng Jinghua's room carefully and carefully.

Leave no corner unturned.

Finally, she found a knife in a large vase with a large bouquet of plum blossoms inserted into it.

A knife about the length of an arm, the blade is very sharp, and there are faint dark blood stains on the hilt.

Would a normal woman keep this kind of murderous knife in her room?

Ling Ji was frightened, but also strengthened her guess: Hua Jing'er has a problem!

She put the knife back down and continued to search the room.

As a result, she found a secret compartment at the bottom of the suitcase, which contained several sets of men's clothing and shoes, as well as a box.

Open the box and guess what's inside? False eyebrows, fake beard, black rouge.

These things are simply necessities for disguised men.

Ling Ji was surprised and ecstatic: Hua Jing'er, what are you hiding this kind of thing for? If I expose this stuff, you're done, right?

She said, this Hua Jing'er has no talent, no appearance, no background or anything, how can she be so treated by the prince, it turns out that this woman is not the same!

Hmph, she wants to denounce this woman to the prince, so that this woman will be ruined and die out of hell!

But then, she thought about it: What if the prince knew Hua Jing'er's secret? Or, no matter what Hua Jing'er's true face is, the prince doesn't care?

Thinking of the prince, she was at a loss, because she didn't know the prince at all, she only knew that the prince was not a man who would be influenced and bound by the world.

Since she didn't know the prince, she couldn't tell how the prince would react if she told him what she saw now.

If the prince not only does not investigate Hua Jing'er's problem, but instead investigates her for trespassing into Hua Jing'er's room and searching indiscriminately, then she will lose more than she gains.

However, it was not easy for her to discover Hua Jing'er's secret, so did she give up like this?

Ling Ji kept thinking about these questions as she put things back as they were.

Why don't you secretly sue Mrs. Lan and let Mrs. Lan make up her mind?

I'm afraid it's not right! She then shook her head, Mrs. Lan and Hua Jing'er have a very good relationship now, and even treat Hua Jing'er as a confidant, if she reports it to Mrs. Lan, Mrs. Lan may not believe it, or she will favor Hua Jing'er.

What should I do?

She bit her lip and paced back and forth in the room.

Suddenly, her eyes lit up, it was better to sue Mrs. Sù Zi!

Hua Jing'er's closeness to Mrs. Lan is equivalent to going against Madame Zi, she told Madame Zi about this matter, and Madame Zi can't do nothing.

Don't look at Madame Zi's appearance as if she is good to everyone, but she knows very well in her heart that Madame Zi is "a dog that bites people and can't bark".

In terms of scheming, Mrs. Lan is more than one grade inferior to Mrs. Zi, and she took this opportunity to curry favor with Mrs. Zi, which may not be harmful to her.

Having made up her mind, she cautiously walked to the door, opened a crack, and peeked out.

Seeing that there was no one outside, she hurried out, closed the door, and pretended to be busy cleaning.

She didn't notice that in the darkness at the top of the wooden staircase leading to the attic, a pair of eyes were looking at her coldly.

The woman ran out of "his sister's" room, looking like a rat that had eaten oil, sneaky, ill-intentioned and triumphant.

She shouldn't have done anything bad for "his sister", right?

No! It must have been done!

Qiu Guhan squinted slightly, he actually dared to attack "his sister", and he was impatient?

Ling Ji had a big secret in her heart, and she absentmindedly commanded the grandmothers to work, and she couldn't wait to find Madame Zi immediately.

In the afternoon, the Fuyun Pavilion was finally cleaned, the red lanterns were hung, the festive New Year's paintings, paper-cuts, couplets, etc. were pasted, and the Fuyun Pavilion also revealed the joy of the New Year.

After Ling Ji checked it, she was very satisfied and left with a few grandmothers and went to the kitchen to help.

At this time, the kitchen is busy and is carefully preparing tonight's "Chinese New Year's Eve Dinner".

After Ling Ji walked around the kitchen, she asked where Lady Ming Zi was, and went to find Lady Purple alone.

The backyard was so crowded and so busy that she thought no one noticed her.

In fact, someone has been following her, but she hasn't noticed it, and others haven't found out either.