Dai Ze's request came as a surprise to Xin Yu, but on second thought, this was what he would do.

This young man, whom she has dealt with many times, has the cruelty of a gentleman, and also has the purity of his personal characteristics.

"Journey to the West" does have ten volumes, and in order to make things difficult for her, King Qing opened his mouth to ask for the last eight manuscripts that had not yet been released, and these eight manuscripts were sent back to her by Dai Ze.

While the young man was waiting silently, Xin Yu nodded slightly: "Okay." ”

She begins briefly with the story of Book 3 and continues to the end: "...... In the end, they went through ninety-nine eighty-one difficulties to see the Buddha and became a true god, and the golden hoop on Sun Wukong's head also fell off. ”

"It's good that the golden hoop has fallen off,......" Dai Ze muttered, "It's a good ending......

Xin Yu listened silently, feeling uncomfortable.

Jin Linwei came in and reminded: "It's time to hit the road." ”

Dai Ze glanced at Jin Linwei, and then looked at Xin Yu: "Miss Kou, then I'll go." ”

Xin Yu looked at him with a frank gaze: "Dai Gongzi has a safe journey." ”

She didn't feel guilty about Dai Ze, and the end of Guchangbo Mansion was just the cause of today's death.

The jailer came over and opened the cell door, and the two Jinlin guards put shackles on Dai Ze and took the man out.

Dai Ze was an important figure in this group of exiles, and it was not ordinary officials who escorted him to the place of exile, but Jin Linwei.

Dazzle walked all the way forward, glanced back from afar, and disappeared around the corner.

Xin Yu walked out and saw He Qingxiao standing under the tree.

The two hadn't seen each other for a while, and after a few breaths of eye view, He Qingxiao strode over.

"Has Miss Kou recovered?"

"It's almost good." Xin Yu glanced at He Qingxiao carefully.

Compared with before leaving Beijing, he was thinner again.

And in He Qingxiao's eyes, she has lost more than before.

"I heard that Miss Kou went back to live in Shaoqing's mansion." He Qingxiao said as he walked in one direction.

After he returned to Beijing, it was inconvenient for him to meet with Miss Kou due to his identity and case, but he kept an eye on her movements.

Xin Yu lifted her skirt and followed: "Well, I'm back to Shaoqing's mansion." ”

In front of it is a gazebo, which is transparent on all sides, just right for talking.

The two walked into the pavilion and sat opposite each other, and a Jin Linwei brought tea and walked away.

Xiao Lengshi was dismissed by the court staff, which deterred many people who were dissatisfied with He Qingxiao in Beizhen Fusi. Now He Qingxiao has a stronger control over Beizhen Fusi, and he is not worried that the two will spread when they meet here.

The breeze blew into the pavilion and blew up their clothes.

He Qingxiao replaced the wine with tea and raised his glass: "I'm sorry, Miss Kou was injured." ”

Xin Yu smiled: "Lord He doesn't have to be like this, this has nothing to do with you." ”

"Although Miss Kou feels irrelevant to me, I can't think so. Xiao Lengshi has always been dissatisfied with my sudden takeover of Beizhen Fusi, and he was eager to make meritorious service to Miss Kou's punishment and wanted to sit in this position. I-" Looking at the girl's calm eyes, He Qingxiao suddenly couldn't speak.

His discomfort, self-blame, and distress are all due to the fact that he didn't control his heart and gave birth to feelings that he shouldn't have.

Beyond the feelings for friends.

This kind of strangeness, which he never intended to experience, made him at a loss.

"If you feel sorry, invite me to dinner another day. I want to eat that crispy duck with a sweet sauce, is there one in Beijing? Xin Yu didn't want He Qingxiao to feel guilty, so she asked him with a smile.

Mr. He, who didn't have much spare money to go to the big restaurant, was asked.

After being embarrassed for a moment, he pretended to be calm: "The crispy duck made by Aunt Gui is better than the ones outside, I will let Aunt Gui make it when I go back, and invite Miss Kou to taste it." ”

"Okay."

He Qingxiao looked at the calm and gentle girl and asked, "Miss Kou has any plans to go back to Shaoqing's Mansion to live?" ”

Xin Yu lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell on the cup.

The turquoise tea leaves float and stretch in the water, and some buds and leaves meet, and some buds and leaves separate.

The Guchang Bofu collapsed, the concubine was given to death, and King Qing was demoted to a concubine and imprisoned. For this result, her heart, which had never stopped aching since her mother's murder, finally got some peace.

The mother can't come back, and how that person arranges the aftermath of her mother is meaningless to her.

Perhaps, she can also choose to leave the capital?

"I'm just tired and want to take a break." After being shaken in his heart, Xin Yu replied like this.

Seeing that Xin Yu was concealing, He Qingxiao did not ask, but chose to tell her the information he had after a slight hesitation: "Zhou Tong's daughter Zhou Ningyue, Zhou Tong's sister Ji Zhou and her daughter Ji Cailan, were implicated by Zhou Tong and did not enter the official slave ......"

Xin Yu's face changed slightly.

These days, her mind is all on how that person will deal with Concubine Shu's mother and son and Guchangbo's mansion, but she didn't expect that Zhou Ningyue, who became an orphan girl, would be implicated.

Zhou Ningyue is filial piety, they haven't seen each other much in the past half a year, but they meet Ji Cailan from time to time, and they will hear Zhou Ningyue's recent situation from Ji Cailan's mouth.

"How are they now?"

"The official mission went suddenly, and they were taken away before they could do anything, and now they are locked up with the female dependents of various families who have not been included in the official slaves, waiting for further arrangements."

Xin Yu breathed a sigh of relief first.

The relatives of the eunuchs were confiscated into the official slaves because of the crimes committed by men, and many of them could not accept it and chose to commit suicide. Listening to Lord He's meaning, there is room for change in this matter, as long as the person is still there.

Sure enough, He Qingxiao said: "Their responsibility is not heavy, although they can't restore their good status, they can be accepted as domestic slaves if they make arrangements......"

Although the house slaves are still slaves and maids, it is much better than flowing into the sect and other places.

Xin Yu didn't hesitate, and curtsied to He Qingxiao: "Please also ask Lord He to help me arrange it and buy them as house slaves." ”

He Qingxiao agreed, got up and sent him off: "Miss Kou has lost a lot, so she should rest for a while." ”

After sending Xin Yu out, He Qingxiao first went back to the Changle Hou Mansion.

"Why did Master Hou come back at this time?" Seeing He Qingxiao, Aunt Gui was a little surprised.

Since returning to Beijing, Hou Ye has been very busy, and it was not better until the case was settled, but it was the first time he came back early in the morning.

He Qingxiao glanced at Aunt Gui: "Aunt Gui is crying? ”

Originally, Aunt Gui covered it up very well, but when He Qingxiao asked like this, tears burst out of her eyes.

Now that no one in the capital knows that the queen mother who has been missing for many years was killed by Gu Changbo, Aunt Gui naturally knows about it.

The queen died, her sister died, and all those with whom she had a deep friendship died.

Just thinking about these things is a heartache.

"In the slave's heart, the queen mother is a fairy-like figure, how could it be-"

"Aunt Gui's Day mourning." He Qingxiao comforted warmly.

Aunt Gui wiped her tears and smiled at He Qingxiao: "Look at me, what are you doing talking to Hou Ye." Is there anything wrong with Hou Ye coming back? ”

At this time, it would be better to let Aunt Gui have something to do, He Qingxiao asked: "Does Aunt Gui know how to make crispy duck?" ”

"Crispy duck?" Aunt Gui unexpectedly asked He Qingxiao this, "The slave won't." ”