"No." Honghe said with a bitter face, "He only told me to stay away from a dark-skinned boy and a fat white baby."

The charcoal-haired man laughed sarcastically, "Humph! That old raccoon cat is quite self-aware, but it's a pity that you can't avoid us. My master is the state teacher of Dongsheng, and you have brought disaster to the people of Dongsheng. You can't avoid us just because you want to."

Naituanzi asked the Duke of Zhenguo to carry her in front of Honghe and ordered fiercely, "You, remove the curse."

Honghe didn't dare to meet the eyes of the chubby baby in front of him. The look in his eyes really frightened him. He waved his hands hurriedly and shook his head: "No, no, I don't know how to break the curse. The voice in the dream only taught me to cast the curse, not to break it."

"What?" The Duke of Zhenguo was furious. He put down the milk ball and grabbed Honghe's collar like a chicken. "You old bald donkey, why did you cast a curse on others if you can't remove it? Did you learn that thing specifically to harm people?"

After saying that, he started beating him up. If he wasn't still useful, he would have wanted to kill him.

Honghe was beaten so badly that he ran away with his head in his hands: "I didn't want to learn it, but that voice forced me to learn it. If I didn't learn it, he wouldn't let me sleep, and he controlled my body, not letting me eat, get dressed, or go to the toilet.

I had no choice but to learn it. He said that if I learned it, I would become a popular figure among the nobles in the capital, and if anyone wanted to harm someone, they would look for me first. "

The old lady was immediately panicked: "What should we do? If the fifth brother's problem cannot be solved, our Zhenguo Mansion will lose face. Master! What should we do?"

"Don't worry! Madam! Don't worry, the Imperial Master is here." The Duke of Zhenguo let go of Honghe, led Chu Xiaoxiao to the old lady, and comforted her, "Believe me, as long as the Imperial Master is here, Old Five will be fine."

"Hmm!" Milk ball patted his chest vigorously and waved his chubby little hands, "Oh my! I'm here!"

The old lady hugged the baby, her eyes instantly reddened, her voice choked with sobs: "Good child! I believe in you! I believe in you! As long as Lao Wu's problem can be solved, I will definitely offer you a longevity tablet in the future."

Lin Zhuyin, who was sitting on the ground, stood up as if she had been injected with chicken blood, with a sarcastic look on her face: "Sister! You are too ridiculous. You actually believe that a two-year-old baby can help Lao Wu break the curse.

Monk Honghe himself couldn't solve the spell, so how could this so-called national master know how to solve it? I think it would be better to marry the fifth child to my eldest child, so that we can be one.

I can guarantee that as long as the fifth child marries my eldest child, he will not die. What I prayed for was their marriage. "

"Bah! Just give up on this idea. Even if my fifth daughter can't get married and becomes an old maid, she will never marry your son." The old lady was so angry that she spat a mouthful of thick phlegm right on Lin Zhuyin's face.

The Duke of Zhenguo also told her sternly: "Your son is too capable, and my fifth daughter is too high to marry him. Her fate is too low, and she cannot be your daughter-in-law."

"Then marry my bastard. He is seventeen this year, three years younger than the fifth brother. A woman three years older than him will bring him a fortune, so it's a good match. He has a low fate, so he's just right for the fifth brother."

Lin Zhuyin shamelessly recommended him. In her heart, she was very proud that the legitimate daughter of the Duke of Zhenguo was going to marry the illegitimate son of a fourth-rank official.

Hahaha! What a joke, what a joke. So what if Lin Zhuqing is lucky? So what if she is the wife of the Duke of Zhenguo? If her daughter doesn't live up to her expectations, she will still become a laughing stock in the capital.

Guo Wenqing snorted coldly: "I am not worthy of being your bastard, you should go back! Don't come to my house anymore, I am annoyed when I see you."

"Yes." The old lady glared at Lin Zhuyin, "From today on, our two families should not visit each other anymore, take your people back quickly.

I know what you are thinking. You want to use Lao Wu's marriage to suppress me, but that is a daydream. Lao Wu is the legitimate daughter of the Duke's Mansion after all. She will never marry into your family no matter who she marries. "

Afraid that she would not leave, he specifically instructed the nanny beside her.

"Send it out and tell the concierge that no one from her family will be allowed in from now on."

Lin Zhuyin didn't want to leave, but she couldn't resist the burly maids in the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion, who dragged her out.

Monk Honghe stayed quietly aside and didn't dare to move. In fact, he really wanted to be driven out, but no one drove him out.

Naituanzi pulled the Duke of Zhenguo's hand and pointed at him: "Interrogate, interrogate, interrogate."

[We must find out who he cursed and what the curse was. Otherwise, something terrible will happen in the capital. We cannot keep this person and must hand him over to Jingzhao Prefecture.]

The charcoal-haired man repeated his master's thoughts, and the Duke of Zhenguo nodded and carried Honghe out. Although he was old, he had a lot of strength in his hands.

In addition, after eating the spirit snake soup, all the ailments in my body were cleared up and I felt like I was more than ten years younger.

Guo Wenqing approached Chu Xiaoxiao and asked worriedly, "Master! You can definitely solve my problem, right?"

The little girl nodded without hesitation, took out a piece of dried meat from the small cloth bag and stuffed it into her mouth, and answered vaguely, "Yes."

"Okay! Then I feel relieved!"

Having said that, Guo Wenqing was still very nervous. He didn't dare to separate from Naituanzi all day, and he didn't even dare to go to his own room.

She is afraid of death.

real.

She doesn't want to die.

Originally she didn't believe that she would do anything bad at night, but when her aunt came and made such a fuss, she understood everything.

If the Imperial Master cannot remove the curse on her, she will most likely die.

She was only twenty years old. It was fine if she couldn't become a favorite concubine, but could she not even save her life? How tragic.

No, she must save her life.

If not for herself, she should also think about her parents. She is their only daughter, and she is the legitimate daughter of the Duke's Mansion.

Although the eldest and second sisters were raised by their mother since childhood, they were born to the aunt and were not legitimate daughters in the true sense. Only she was.

She used to be very proud of this, always thinking that with her status and position, she would have no problem entering the palace to become an imperial concubine.

She also wants to be a favored concubine, making the emperor unable to stop lusting after her.

As fate would have it, the emperor had no plans to hold a beauty contest to expand his harem, and her dream of becoming a favorite concubine was shattered.

What's even more infuriating is that she has a low fate and can't even be the mistress of a wealthy family. It seems that she is destined to be his and there is no way to escape.

The Imperial Master was really amazing. He could immediately figure out that he was alone, without a father or mother. It seemed that they were indeed inseparable.

Well! Since I am not destined to be a concubine, I will marry him and be an ordinary and happy woman.

So what if she is not a favorite concubine? So what if she cannot be the mistress of a high-ranking family? As long as she is happy and blessed, that is all that matters. She has let it go.

If a person has lost his life, all wealth and glory are meaningless.

She should save her life first!

I believe he will treat me well, after all, they are in tune with each other.