Jin'er resisted, but thinking about the angry Princess Deyang, she didn't dare to say anything.

Even Xiahou Xuan, her biological son, was scolded by Princess Deyang, what qualifications does she have as a maid to speak.

Just thinking that her future was ruined like this, Jin'er was still desperate. According to the usual practice, a personal maid like her will either reward Xiahou Xuan as a concubine in the future, or choose a promising one to marry in the family and the ministry. With Princess Deyang under her protection, life will not be bad. But after waiting for Cao Miao, she will most likely become Cao Miao's concubine.

At that moment, Jin'er felt a lot of pain in her chest, from the inside out.

When she walked into the kitchen and passed the well, she even subconsciously glanced at the deep old well, thinking if it was time to jump.

There is no hope in this life.

Despite this, Jin'er still prepared hot water for Cao Miao according to Princess Deyang's instructions, took a set of new clothes that Xiahou Xuan had not wore, pinched her nose, endured nausea, and waited for Cao Miao to take a bath.

Soaking in hot water, Cao Miao's mood was obviously much more stable, but she didn't have much energy, like a puppet, she let Jin'er and Qingtao fiddle, and she didn't react at all. Jin'er was worried in her heart, and she didn't dare to look at Cao Miao's body, and her face was even more red and dripping blood.

Qingtao was calm, waiting for Cao Miao to finish taking a bath, change clothes, and send Cao Miao to the arranged room to rest, and then go to the bath by herself.

"Prince...... What else is commanded? Although she couldn't wait to leave immediately, Jin'er didn't dare to be rude and said timidly.

Cao Miao, who had been distracted, rolled her eyes, glanced at Jin'er, and pursed her mouth with an aggrieved expression. "Sister is so fierce!"

Jin'er didn't understand what Cao Miao meant, and looked at Cao Miao blankly, but Cao Miao ignored her, turned over and fell asleep, leaving her back to Jin'er. Although he is about the same height as Xiahou Xuan, he is much stronger than Xiahou Xuan, and Xiahou Xuan's clothes are a little tight and uncomfortable to wear on him. He simply got up and took off his shirt, leaving only a pair of pants.

Looking at Cao Miao's thick back, Jin'er suddenly blushed and swallowed her saliva subconsciously, and then felt that something was wrong, so she turned around and left with a weak heart.

"Who is he? Why is it in my house? ”

Outside the door, half of a red face was revealed, with a pair of big black eyes, it was Xiahou Xuan's little sister, Xiahou Yan, who was only thirteen years old this year. Jin'er was startled when she thought of Cao Miao**'s appearance, and hurriedly reached out to cover Xiahou Yan's eyes.

"Don't look at indecent things, go quickly."

Xiahou Yan turned his head to take a look, and two red clouds flew up on his round face. "He's so strong. Jin'er, are you tempted? ”

"Nonsense!" Jin'er widened her eyes and bit her lip, ashamed and annoyed. "If you are disobedient, I will tell the princess to go and punish you for copying books."

Xiahou Yan giggled, broke free of Jin'er's hand, and rushed towards the princess's courtyard. She ran all the way into the inner room, but saw Princess Deyang sitting in front of the dresser in only a small dress, looking at herself in the bronze mirror. Hearing the footsteps, she turned around and saw that it was Xiahou Yan, and couldn't help laughing: "Ah Yan, naughty again?" ”

"Ah Yan, no." Xiahou Yan threw himself into the arms of Princess Deyang. "Mother, who is that person and why is he in our house?"

Princess Deyang sighed, hugged Xiahou Yan, and shook it gently. "He's your cousin, a poor boy."

"He's still a kid?" Xiahou Yan was curious. "I think he's about the same height as my brother."

Princess Deyang pointed to her brain. "He's sick here, and although he's grown up, he's still a child. Yan, he may stay in our house for a few days, don't bully him. "Bibi e-book

Xiahou Yan rolled his eyes and nodded vigorously. "Hmm." She leaned against Princess Deyang's chest, and after a while, she said again: "Mother, are you sick too?" The heart is beating so fast. ”

"Mouthy." Princess Deyang patted Xiahou Xuan's little buttocks, and then laughed again. "Mother, I remember when you were young."

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When Cao Miao was asleep at Xiahou Xuan's house, Xiahou Xuan was driving on the streets of Luoyang in the middle of the night.

He went to Shu Mansion and Liaodong Mansion first.

He is a free horseman, a close minister of the Son of Heaven, naturally no one dares to stop him, not only informed him of the situation, but also took him to see the scene. Stepping on the ladder and looking at the few marks like claw marks, Xiahou Xuan was also taken aback.

It seems that Cao Miao's worry is not groundless, but an extraordinary intuition.

After leaving the inn, Xiahou Xuan immediately went to Yongqiu Mansion and reported the matter to Cao Zhi. Cao Zhi had just come out of the palace, and he didn't know that Cao Miao was not at home, and he was startled when he heard Xiahou Xuan's narration.

"Who is so vicious that he actually framed my son?" Cao Zhi was angry and anxious.

"The king doesn't need to worry, Yunliang is now at my house, and it will be fine. It is imperative to inform His Majesty. His Majesty is directly responsible for the School Affairs Department, and others have no right to transfer it, so they must ask His Majesty to issue an edict. ”

Cao Zhi has experience in commanding the School Affairs Department, and he knows better than Xiahou Xuan about the work style of the School Affairs Department. He thought about it, then spread out the pen and paper, wrote a letter of affection, and asked Xiahou Xuan to bring it into the palace and present it to the Son of Heaven. He will enter the palace early tomorrow morning to ask for a meeting and explain the reason to the Son of Heaven. Don't dare to say anything else, on the night of the theft of the Shu Mansion, Cao Miao did not go out in the courtyard, and he could guarantee it with his net worth.

Xiahou Xuan took Cao Zhi's watch and hurried away. He was supposed to be on duty, entering the palace was a normal procedure, and no one could stop him. He went all the way unimpeded, and went straight to the palace to ask for a meeting.

The Son of Heaven Cao Rong hadn't slept yet, and when he heard Xiahou Xuan's voice, he was surprised and ordered him to enter the hall.

Xiahou Xuan entered the hall and came to the Son of Heaven, without saying a word, he knelt on the ground, and presented Cao Zhi's watch with both hands. Cao Rong didn't answer, but just looked at Xiahou Xuan suspiciously. Although Xiahou Xuan is a close minister, the courtiers have a prescribed process, which generally has to go through the Shangshu, and it is not in accordance with the rules for the free rider to transfer it on his behalf.

"Taichu, what's going on?"

"Your Majesty, this is King Yongqiu's table."

The face of the Son of Heaven is even more unsightly. Cao Zhi has just left the palace, and he will enter the palace tomorrow, what can't he say by himself, do you have to ask Xiahou Xuan to hand it over?

"What's the matter?"

Cao Miao, the eldest son of King Yongqiu, was frightened, had a frenzied attack, rushed to the minister's house, and asked the courtier's mother for help. The king of Yongqiu asked his ministers to ask His Majesty for help. ”

Cao Rong was even more confused. Cao Miao was surprised, but went to Xiahou Xuan's mother, Princess Deyang, for help, what was going on? He took Cao Zhi's watch, and urged Xiahou Xuan to speak quickly while looking at it.

Xiahou Xuan told him what he knew, especially emphasizing that he had indeed seen similar traces in the Shu Mansion.

Hearing that Cao Miao regarded Princess Deyang as her mother, Cao Rong was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but think of what happened to him, and he was furious. "Who is so vicious that he refuses to let go of even a patient?"