Zhu Youzhu walked to the bookshelf and took out a delicate box from a hidden compartment.

He opened the box, revealing a stack of yellowed papers, but the handwriting on it was still legible.

It was written by his own hand many years ago.

Many things have long been gone, but they are imprinted in his mind—he knows that time is still long, and before that day comes, he is afraid that he will gradually forget it, and in order to avoid other accidents in the middle, he has repeatedly sorted out the clues early and written them down.

"Give these to the guards and ask him to bring someone to find out as soon as possible."

Zhu Youzhu took two pieces of letter paper from them and said, "If you find someone who can testify, you will immediately protect and persuade them." ”

Qing Yu stepped forward and took the letterhead.

He subconsciously glanced at it.

At first, it was just out of habit, but when I saw what was written on it, I couldn't help but be stunned.

"Your Highness—"

The prince's personal guard, who had always looked indifferent, couldn't help but show a hint of surprise at this moment.

Zhu Youzhu looked at him with a calm face: "Go ahead." ”

Now may not be the best time, but he believes it's not entirely impossible.

Perhaps, my father also needs such an opportunity to re-examine everything in the past and the present.

Qing Yu deliberately spoke out to dissuade him, but Ah Li's words suddenly sounded in his mind - the master will always be the master, and what the master decides is considered, instead of pretending to be smart and talking, it is better to cheer up and do things for the master.

Thinking of this, Qing Yu, who thought that he really didn't have a good brain for His Royal Highness, didn't talk much and took things into his arms.

"The subordinates retired."

Ran retreated to the door, and was about to turn around to open the door, but heard a voice behind him.

"Wait—"

Qing Yu hurriedly turned around.

Could it be that His Highness has figured it out and wants to change his mind?

It's all the better to be so natural.

"And this letter." Zhu Youzhu took the envelope on the side and said, "Let people send it out as soon as possible." ”

"......" Qing Yu silently stepped forward to take it.

Then he glanced at the jasmine-printed envelope, and couldn't help but fall into a deeper silence.

This envelope is only used by His Highness when writing letters to Miss Zhang.

And if he remembers correctly, His Royal Highness had just written a letter to Miss Zhang the day before yesterday.

The last time was five days ago.

In other words, in just five days, His Royal Highness has written three letters to Miss Zhang one after another - and he quietly pinched them, and the thickness of each letter is considerable.

Although it is said that the marriage has been decided, His Royal Highness is so verbose, is he really not afraid of being disliked by Miss Zhang?

After all, it is said in the book that really discerning girls usually like men who are deep and silent, talk less and do more - wait...... How does this seem to be him?

Qing Yu was walking on the road with the letter in his hand, and was stunned by this sudden realization.

In this way, wouldn't it be easy for him to attract the likes of discerning girls?

People who have never thought about their feelings seem to have suddenly opened a new door.

At this moment, he faintly heard the sound of footsteps.

When I looked up, I saw two palace maids coming over, one carrying a lantern next to him, and the other holding a vermilion lacquer tray with a stew pot on it.

The palace maid holding the tray was Ah Qiu.

When she got closer, she also saw Qing Yu, and a smile immediately appeared on her face.

"Brother Qingyu."

Under the reflection of the glazed palace lamp, the surprise in her eyes could not be hidden.

Qing Yu, who had just opened a certain door, was slightly shocked in his heart.

Chewie...... Don't you like him, do you?

Is she so discerning?

I really don't see it on weekdays......

Qing Yu was a little confused for a while, which problem should be paid attention to.

Seeing his strange eyes, Ah Qiu couldn't help but be confused.

……

In Suzhou in May, the lake is sparkling, the willows on both sides of the river are swaying slightly in the wind, and there are soft singing songs on the painting boat.

These often appear in dreams, which makes her miss the most when she was a child, but at this time, Song has no interest in appreciating it.

She stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the shore just ahead, and her heart burned so much that she wanted to jump ashore immediately.

If she had been alone, she would have arrived a few days earlier, but there was an old father by her side, and she had to take care of her more on the way—and the father himself was already very anxious, and if she showed any more urgency, the old man would be even more anxious.

Along the way, she tried her best to comfort her father, suppressed all her worries in her heart, and after a long journey, she accidentally contracted an illness.

Because I didn't want to delay, I hurriedly grabbed a few doses of medicine in the town I was passing by, but I didn't get better after taking it, but I started a high fever.

Later, it was the mute woman who gave her an injection and asked someone to feed her and swallow a few pills, and her condition improved.

At that time, she heard Aunt Zhao say that thanks to the dumb woman's careful care along the way, nothing went wrong with the old man's body.

Thinking of this, Song had more hope in his heart.

This dumb woman, maybe she really has the means to cure Sister Hao's illness.

It's just—

That day, when she was a little confused, she suddenly saw the mute woman come to her bed to administer needles, and in a hazy way, she inexplicably felt that the ordinary and old woman's face in front of her overlapped with the face of another person in her memory......

Although she found an explanation afterwards with "maybe it's because they are good at treating diseases with needles", but when I think about it, I still feel a little strange in my heart.

And the other party spends most of the time alone along the way, or takes care of her father around her, but rarely appears in front of her......

The more Song thought about it, the more he knew it, and before he knew it, the boat had docked.

There were already people from the Song family waiting on the shore.

It was Song Fuyu, the eldest son of the Song family, and Song Fuqi, the second son, who came.

The old lady Song was helped out of the cabin by the two grandsons, and was soon helped into the carriage prepared by the Song family by the servants.

The carriage was spacious, with a comfortable cushioned blanket, soothing incense pills, and a cup of tea and refreshments.

Song and Aunt Zhao got into another carriage, and the mute woman rode with the other subordinates.

In the car, a little maid sent by the Song family to pick up people was pinching the shoulders of the Song family.

While chattering about the two mixtures of Suzhou and Beijing, he said: "The second aunt and grandmother must have worked hard all the way, and when they enter the house later, they must have a good rest...... I want the maid to say, you and the old lady don't have to be in such a hurry, in the end, the sisters you told to rush in front have arrived two days ago, and the maid watched from the sidelines, under the care of the sisters, the eldest aunt and grandmother have been in much better spirits in the past two days. ”

Song was stunned when he heard this.

She looked at Aunt Zhao on the side with a puzzled look.

Aunt Zhao was also puzzled.

She...... Nor have you commanded anyone to go ahead?

Seeing her expression, Song's eyes moved slightly, and he asked in a casual tone: "What 'several sisters'——"