Little Willow was making plans.

If we retrieve this woman's corpse and sell it to customers with unusual fetishes at the ghost market, we can earn at least fifty taels of silver, if not a lot.

As a result, he encountered a ghost at the old lady's meatball soup shop.

My sister, who was supposed to pass away last night, was sitting in the shop drinking meatball soup.

She doesn't look too well.

But people have shadows, even living people.

Little Willow leaned closer, and the older sister looked up and saw him.

"You've come at the right time. I've finished my business and am about to head back. Do you know any boatmen who can take me back to the city?"

Little Willow came to her senses.

"Yes, I know him. I'll get in touch with him right away. At a fair price, it'll be ten taels of silver per person."

Qi Su: "Let's make it fifteen for the two of us."

Little Willow was taken aback.

"Sister, who else are you taking back? I have no status and can't enter the capital."

Qi Su kicked the burlap sack at her feet.

The bag wasn't sealed, and most of the face was sticking out.

Judging by her appearance, isn't that Little Witch Sister?

Little Willow was startled.

"Are you crazy? Aren't you afraid the witch will come after you?"

Qi Su: "I've already taken care of the witch. By the way, I'll give you that medicine tomb where she lived. It's such a big house, how about I just cover the fifteen taels of boat fare?"

Little Willow: ...

She said she had finished her business, but no one knows exactly what she had done.

But even Xiao Wu has been arrested, so it must be that the matter is truly over.

Little Willow rubbed her face.

Yin Qin advised, "Why don't you go back later? I heard that something big happened in the capital, and the emperor has changed. It's a time of tight control right now, so wait ten days or half a month before you leave..."

Wait for Granny Witch to return.

When seeking revenge, one should always have a grievance against someone and a debtor to settle a score.

Qi Su kicked the burlap sack at her feet.

What do you think?

The woman in the bag opened her eyes.

"Hehe..."

No wonder they're mother and daughter; their eyes are just like the witch's.

His gaze made Xiao Liu'er's scalp tingle.

"What is she saying?" Xiao Liu asked Qi Su.

Qi Su: "She said if you look at her again, she'll take you with her."

…

We left the Ghost Market on the Hanging Mountain.

Qi Su carried a burlap sack, boarded a small boat, and left.

Little Willow reluctantly bid her farewell on the shore.

He was holding a bunch of brass keys in his hand.

They said it contained the keys to all the important rooms inside the medicine tomb.

"What? That big earthen mound, they really gave it to him?" These words came from the little witch's mouth.

Even if he were given the opportunity, he wouldn't dare go into that den of drugs.

Little Willow held the bunch of keys.

He chased after the boat, shouting, "Sister, how can I find you if anything happens to me?"

Qi Su had already been sitting in a small boat and drifting several meters downstream.

"The young novice monk in the Mahavira Hall of Ciyun Temple."

Little Willow secretly remembered it.

He planned to wait for Granny Wu to return, and if she held him accountable, he would give her this address.

…

Qi Su and the witch disembarked in the reeds outside Ganjing City.

A light drizzle was falling from the sky.

The small ferry crossing, which should have been deserted, was surprisingly bustling with several individual travelers waiting for a boat.

Qi Su walked past them carrying a sack on her back.

One of the men, who appeared to be a middle-aged shopkeeper, was talking to his companion.

"A major incident has occurred in the capital. Currently, the city gates are heavily guarded, and residents are only allowed to leave, not enter."

However, at the farewell pavilion ten miles east of the city, there were carriages from the Prince of Qin's residence, and it's unclear who they were waiting for these past two days.

Qi Su looked at him.

The man nodded to her, looking every bit the competent NPC.

After delivering the message, they carried blue satchels and boarded the ship in a chaotic manner, just like ordinary people.

As he instructed, Qi Su indeed found herself outside the rain shelter pavilion outside the city.

The carriage of the Prince of Qin's residence was discovered.

Just as she was wondering how to strike up a conversation, an old woman with sharp eyes spotted her and happily came over to greet her.

"Miss Yan!"

Qi Su, carrying a sack: ...Hmm, who can argue with that?

She is the second young lady of Yan Ruyu Rouge Shop.

The old nanny personally held an umbrella for her and talked to her for a long time under the umbrella.

He added a final sentence.

"Never again should you hold a grudge against the young master. He's straightforward and doesn't know how to make a girl happy. He's learned his lesson this time."

After saying that, he affectionately pulled Qi Su into the carriage.

Golden bells hung outside the carriage, along with the insignia of the Prince of Qin's residence.

Other passersby outside the rain shelter watched the carriage gradually disappear into the distance.

That's when the discussion started.

That girl just now, it sounds like she has some connection with the Prince of Qin?

Hey, who doesn't know the Prince of Qin? He's the most dashing playboy in the capital.

I never expected the Crown Prince to have such down-to-earth tastes.

Although that girl was pretty, she was carrying a huge sack on her shoulder.

It turns out that the Crown Prince of Qin has a fondness for the pastoral style.

.

Upon arriving at the gates of Ganjing City, the city guards were indeed unusually strict.

Ordinary people were not allowed to enter or leave the city, and even officials who went out of the city on official business had to have their travel permits and waist tags checked one by one when they returned.

The old nanny poked her head out of the carriage and said haughtily:

"A person from the Prince of Qin's mansion, the young master's beloved concubine."

After the routine questioning, as expected, no one dared to stop them.

They went straight into the city.

That's the Prince of Qin's residence.

Everyone knows that the new emperor's most trusted person is the Prince of Qin, who is also in charge of the defense of the capital region.

He is His Majesty's most favored new favorite.

The carriage carried Qi Su all the way to the Qin Prince's Mansion.

Then the old nanny respectfully escorted her to the Prince's residence.

this……

Qi Su and the sack on her back fell silent.

…

Coincidentally, Xiao Heng was on duty for some unknown reason last night.

I just got back to the hospital and was having breakfast after washing up.

I heard that his beloved concubine has been found.

Xiao Heng threw down her chopsticks and refused to eat anymore.

"Quickly, invite me in, young master."

Qi Su carried a burlap sack into the room.

The handsome and elegant Prince Qin glanced at her a few times.

"So this is what my beloved concubine looks like. How pitiful, how pitiful."

Qi Su: "What's so pitiful about it?"

Xiao Heng shook her head.

"I've only met you once, and I'm already being cuckolded."

Qi Su: "My suggestion is that if you really don't want to be cuckolded, you can cut off your head."

Xiao Heng's eyes widened.

"I kindly saved you, and you want to cut off my head?"

Qi Su raised an eyebrow.

Why do you look at me with that gritted teeth expression?

Xiao Heng: "...You two are both demons, aren't you? How did you figure that out?"

His expression remained completely unchanged.

Seeing Qi Su did remind me of a conversation Yun Zheng had before his wedding.

The Crown Prince of Qin asked His Highness the King of Qishan.

"In Your Highness's heart, which is more important, your wife or your brothers?"

What was Yun Wuyi's response?

He said, "Do you consider yourself my brother?"

That cold-blooded, ruthless bald monk!

How can it not count? He had been smashed to the ground by him several times before, howling in pain.

Isn't that a bond forged in blood and tears?

…

Xiao Heng's gaze shifted and landed on the sack that Qi Su had carried back.

What's in here?

Before Qi Su could stop him, he had already quickly opened the bag.

A head with gray hair.

An old woman who is half-dead.