Fu Mingzhu was panting and leaning on the door panel, struggling to stuff the sweet potato in his hand into his mouth.

This place is the guest room in the purple bamboo forest, but it is not where the prince lives.

"You, do you have anything left?" Fu Mingzhu gasped and pointed to the young man in front of him and asked.

The young man was still an acquaintance, and it was the one she met on the old locust tree that day, the jade-faced little seventh master.

The young man cowered in the corner opposite her, shook his head tremblingly, and said, "No, really no...... You're really a goddess, you've eaten a whole pot of rice, isn't it enough? Look, you're tired, let's rest and eat again! ”

Fu Mingzhu has a lot of strength, which is a good thing, but there is a trouble that he eats more.

Because of her good physical strength, she doesn't feel tired in a fight, only eating...... It's still quite tiring.

Especially when she was starved by her aunt for two days and two nights, and finally had a meal.

"I didn't eat enough." Fu Mingzhu stretched out his hand to him: "There is a plate of apples in front of that Bodhisattva, you brought it to me." ”

The boy exclaimed, "That's a tribute!" ”

Fu Mingzhu squinted and smiled: "If this Bodhisattva is really effective, I am an orphan girl who was calculated by my aunt and was about to lose her life standing in front of her, how should she manifest her spirit!" It's a pity, she seems to be blinded and unwilling to save me, so she should at least give me some food! ”

The corner of the young man's eyes twitched, and then he saw that Fu Mingzhu looked unkind, and hurriedly went to get it.

Fu Mingzhu swallowed three more apples, and finally recovered. The young man in front of him hesitated for a long time, and said cautiously: "Lord Goddess, you see that you have eaten and robbed, and you have robbed it, you, can you ...... Leave me alone? I also have the eldest brother, the second brother, and the third brother, all of whom live in the rest of the rooms, and they don't eat and drink more than I do here! ”

It's good that he didn't mention this stubble, but when he mentioned it, Fu Mingzhu was angry.

Her eyes were cold, and she slapped her hand on the table next to the young man, gritted her teeth, and said, "Yes, I want to go to their house too!" However, except for the house of the prince, I can't go in, and there is no figure in the room of the second, third, and sixth young masters next to it! What can I do but come to you! ”

Fu Mingzhu's expression was a little hideous.

It was no wonder that she was so angry—she had already guessed what kind of appalling calculations her aunt had made for the sake of Pannifu. As soon as she heard the noisy voices of people in the purple bamboo forest, she understood that Pei Shuwen's situation was exposed. Her aunt is a person who doesn't know whether she is alive or dead, and Pei Shuwen is arrested for not being chaste, will there be a good result? Is Mrs. Bo, who eats fasting and recites Buddha all day long, really a kind-hearted person who can be manipulated by her aunt at will?

Pei Shuwen's affairs are broken, and her own calamity is coming. She couldn't care about hiding anything anymore, knocked out the two guards and escaped all the way into the purple bamboo forest.

She didn't want to go away. In this world, a young girl who wanders alone will never end well.

She had to go into the Purple Bamboo Forest, because her aunt must have in her hands the evidence that she had been to the Purple Bamboo Forest, and this place was the cause of everything, and it had to be the result here. What she has to do is to find an unassailable reason to prove that she did not trespass on the guest room of the prince.

And this reason can only be - what she trespassed on was the guest room of other young masters.