"The slave family has also persuaded the son, and there are some things that cannot be forced." When Zhao Jie said this, the sincerity on her face made the prince can't bear to interrupt her, "Even if there is anything unpleasant about the county lord's body, those high-ranking families will not care, they are asking for the right family, and they have never been concubines." On the contrary, it is Ding Gongzi, if he really asks to marry the county lord with these evil methods, I am afraid that he will be beaten with chickens and eggs, right? ”

Hearing this, the prince hurriedly spoke, "Miss Zhao misunderstood, I really just want to know the condition of the county lord, although I see that she is getting better these days, but the Hou Mansion still sends a lot of tonics in, I am really worried about her ......"

Zhao Jieqiao laughed, disturbing the prince's anxious mood, he sat upright and took a deep breath.

"Ding Gongzi doesn't have to be anxious, since you are worried about the county lord's body, then just go and ask directly." Zhao Jie looked at him as she spoke, and saw that his face was still stiff, and continued, "If you feel inconvenient to speak, I have a way to ......."

The prince's brows relaxed, and he quickly leaned his head closer.

"Ding Gongzi can find some county lord's medicine residue to show the doctor, I heard that some famous doctors, you can know the patient's situation by smelling the medicine residue, and whether there are any errors or omissions in dispensing."

The prince's brows furrowed, and his eyes lit up.

"The slave family really appreciates Ding Gongzi's friendship with the county lord, no matter what happens in the future, this heart and this affection are worthy of the slave family's toast." Zhao Jie picked up the wine glass and faced the prince.

The prince Xu is in a good mood, but he is not polite, "This wine glass is too small, it is not pleasant to drink, doesn't this Youyun City like to drink with a big bowl?" He turned his head and swept it, saw the bowl on the table next to him, took it and poured it full of bowls, "Miss Zhao is smart and generous, the county lord really didn't mess with your friend." To you. ”

The two looked at each other and smiled, and drank it all.

Kang Yufei sat in the courtyard, a little bored. The sun soon came to an end, and the gloomy sky was even more depressing, boring and depressing, which was really not a good mood.

Kang Yuche glanced at the gate of the courtyard, feeling that something was not quite right, and just took a few steps back, he met the prince holding a bag of oiled paper and walking towards him, "Your Highness, Your Highness, this is to see Yufei." ”

The prince raised his hand and shook the bag, "I just bought a chicken called Huaji, and I plan to give her a taste." ”

"Then don't go, don't go now, I see that this little ancestor is in a bad mood today, let's hide." Kang Yuche grabbed the prince's arm and walked back.

"Where are you hiding?" Kang Yufei leaned on the door frame and asked coldly.

Kang Yuche could only turn around with a grin, "Yo, Yufei, you're here too, it's a coincidence." ”

Kang Yufei walked in front of Kang Yuche, snorted, then turned back, slammed, and closed the courtyard door. He didn't look at the prince at all.

The prince was a little sad, but his arm was still grabbed by Kang Yuche and he couldn't get rid of it.

"I just said that she was in a bad mood, go quickly, let's go to my place to eat." Kang Yuche took advantage of the situation and dragged the prince who couldn't move away from Kang Yufei's door.

It suddenly became very quiet outside, Kang Yufei leaned against the door, waiting, she thought that the prince would always come to knock on the door, and some questions would have a chance to ask, but the sun completely sank, and the moon floated up, without waiting for the person to come back.

She was a little cold, her nose was cold and painful and itchy, and when she wiped it gently, tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, and she could only hold her head high, suck her nose hard, and hold back the tears.

The sun has been warm these days, and even the prince's mood has been better, so he found a reason to go to Qu Daoying's house. Although after talking with Kang Yutong and Kang Yuqing that day, the Hou Mansion's attitude towards him was much more lenient, but the guards who followed him continued unabated. It made him feel a little stunned, and he wanted to ask Yuan Xingang about the situation as soon as possible.

Qu Fu has long been prepared for the prince's visit, and these days, in order to facilitate the prince and Yuan Xingang to meet, Qu Daoying deliberately has a few inconspicuous houses. This room has a small courtyard, just behind the main entrance, separated from the courtyard by a canal, which can not only avoid the eyes and ears, but also connect the canal with the streets and alleys outside, and also facilitate the delivery of news.

"Your Highness, are the Zhong family's father and son really not chasing after you?" Yuan Xingang seemed to be in disbelief in the prince's decision.

"Yes, I was desperate to find them, but I just wanted to know something, and now that they have said it, I don't have to bother with it."

"However, Your Highness, if you can bring them back to the capital and let them identify the people behind the scenes in person......"

The prince shook his head, "It's meaningless, first, it can be said that they deliberately bite in order to get rid of their crimes, and second, people with a heart are afraid that they are also looking for them, if the person dies before he arrives in the capital, then this case will become a death case." He rubbed his temples lightly, "That's fine, out of the north, and with the care of the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, the Zhong family's father and son are safe and worry-free, and if they need it in the future, they can find it back." On top of that, I also got what I wanted. He raised his eyes and looked out the window, remembering that early this morning, the letter handed to him by Kang Yutong was actually a handwritten letter from the Zhong family's father and son, which detailed the cause and effect of the rebellion. His bitter suspicions these days finally got a sentence in his heart, so it was. Now, he only thinks about this side of the matter, and returns to Beijing as soon as possible to meet his father.

"It's the assassin, what did you look for?" Thinking of returning to Beijing, the prince couldn't help but worry about it.

Yuan Xingang pounced and knelt on the ground, "Weichen is not doing well, and I ask His Highness to punish him." ”

"It won't be without any news, will it?" Although the prince didn't blame him, he was inevitably a little anxious.

"After entering Youyun City, they couldn't find a trace, as if they had disappeared."

Could it be that the Hou Mansion of Zhenbei made a move? Although the crown prince thought so, he still doubted the identity of the assassin.

"But before they entered the city, we intercepted their secret letters, and the paper, pen and ink were all specialties of the north. Wechen did not find out the source, so he never reported it. ”

"It's a bit too much." The prince muttered.

"What? Your Highness forgives your sins, Weichen did not listen to your instructions clearly. ”

"Nothing." The prince waved his hand, lost in thought. This thing has been done a little too much, along the way, all kinds of evidence are pointed directly at the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, but if it is really the Zhenbei Hou Mansion, with the scheming of the Hou Ye and the princes, there will never be these mistakes, especially the second son of Kang, since the business is connected to the world, the things used for contact are expensive and obvious northern specialty paper and ink, how can it be so stupid?

Yuan Xingang saw that the prince had no other arrangements, and was about to kowtow and retreat, when he suddenly remembered something again, "Your Highness, Weichen still has something to play." ”

"What's the matter?"

"The whereabouts of the bloody iron edict, Weichen has found some eyebrows."

Yuan Xingang's words were like a long hook, nailing the prince, who had already made up his mind to return to Beijing, to this place in the north.