With the bald waiter being dragged out and beheaded, the events of this morning came to an end. The final result was that two members of Prince Yu's team were imprisoned in the Heavenly Prison, while only Prince Yu himself and Master Qu escaped death because they had burned the account books in time.

Prince Yu and Master Qu were unwilling to stay any longer and slunk away. Seeing that there was no more gossip to be had, the onlookers also lost interest in staying and dispersed in a swarm.

The Juxianlou restaurant, which was just packed with people, was suddenly empty, leaving only Jing Zhe and his group, Yu Li, and Zhou Ziqiong, who was still in shock.

At this moment, Yu Li said, "President Jing, I have failed in my duty to raise my son. He almost caused you to suffer this injustice. On behalf of my son, I apologize to you!"

As he spoke, Yu Li bowed to Jing Zhe with great reverence.

Jing Zhe laughed and said, "Governor Yu, there's no need to apologize. Young people are prone to being taken advantage of by those with ulterior motives. Don't take it too seriously. Besides, we owe a lot to Haihang this time, otherwise Governor Yu wouldn't even know!"

"President Jing is right..."

It's a bit strange that a man so much younger than my son would so casually refer to someone as a "young man," as if he were someone much older.

However, given Jing Zhe's experience, it seemed there was nothing wrong with saying such a thing, so he smiled and said, "I often heard my elder brother mention President Jing in his letters before. Meeting you today, President Jing truly lives up to his reputation!"

Seeing that Yu Li had taken the initiative to extend an olive branch, Jing Zhe smiled and said, "You don't need to call me President Jing anymore. Given the relationship between our two families, it sounds too formal, right, Uncle?"

Yu Sheng had previously talked to Jing Zhe about his younger brother, who had served as an official in Ruzhou for many years, yet was able to maintain a distance from the King of Jin and the King of Yu, and was still trustworthy.

He was Yu Xiangrong's uncle, and given their relationship, he didn't want to be too distant: "Uncle, you can call me Jing Zhe from now on!"

Yu Li was taken aback for a moment, then laughed: "Alright, I've heard my older brother mention you and Xiang Rong before, so I'll take the liberty of calling you Jing Zhe in private from now on!"

"Yes, Uncle!"

The two talked for a while longer, but Yu Li had to go back to deal with Prefect Liu and Manager Hu's affairs, so he left early.

...

After returning to Li, Jing Zhe had Chen Jiannan and others begin inspecting Juxianlou, and only then did he remember Zhou Ziqiong.

When he turned around, he found Zhou Ziqiong staring at him blankly, her eyes filled with an indescribable passion.

"Your name is... Jing Zhe?"

The subtle atmosphere between the two lasted for a while before being broken by Zhou Ziqiong's question.

"yes…"

Where did you come from?

"Jingzhou".

Zhou Ziqiong took a deep breath. The more she looked at Jing Zhe, the more she felt that she was the person she was looking for, but she still continued to ask, "Your father is..."

"My father's name is Jing Wenmao."

Jing Zhe was confused by the question, but still answered truthfully.

After he finished answering, he saw that Zhou Ziqiong's eyes were red. Then, Zhou Ziqiong pulled his hand over, and she used a lot of force, so much so that Jing Zhe's hand hurt.

When did you leave Pengzhou?

"It came out last summer..."

Jing Zhe answered subconsciously, only realizing after he finished: How did she know that he originally lived in Pengzhou?

How did you know I used to live in Pengzhou?

“I not only knew you lived in Pengzhou.”

At this moment, Zhou Ziqiong's eyes were filled with love, and then she patted Jing Zhe's lower back—she seemed to be staring at Jing Zhe's buttocks, but when she patted him, she was still a little embarrassed, so she lifted her hand slightly and patted his lower back.

"I also know that you have a... on your butt!"

"..."

Upon hearing this familiar yet somewhat distant question, Jing Zhe immediately thought of Lu Li. Lu Li had said the same thing when they first met.

At the time, he was so naive that he thought Lu Li was spying on him, and he was even prepared to fight her to the death.

But having been in Anguo for so long, he wasn't so naive anymore, so his first thought upon hearing that sentence was: Who is she to me?

Because apart from his sisters, no one else knew about this secret about his butt!

He has seven older sisters. The ones we know so far are: eldest sister Lu Li, second sister Zhu Xinning, third sister Qingqiu, fourth sister Pei Yunxi, fifth sister Liu Jinghong, and the remaining ones are sixth and seventh sisters.

"Do you remember now?"

Zhou Ziqiong stared at Jing Zhe, her eyes full of anticipation.

If you say something wrong at this point, it would be a bit embarrassing.

Sixth sister, or seventh sister?

It's a 50/50 chance, I can't be that unlucky, right? I shouldn't be wrong, can I?

Jing Zhe looked at Zhou Ziqiong carefully. She was not very old, not much older than him, so he had an idea.

"Of course I remember! Aren't you Seventh Sister?!"

As he spoke, Jing Zhe took Zhou Ziqiong's hand in a friendly gesture.

Zhou Ziqiong was stunned for a moment, then flung Jing Zhe's hand away and said angrily, "All those clothes I made for you when you were little were for nothing! What could I, Lao Qi, do back then besides reciting a few poems for you? Every single piece of clothing you wore back then, except for your mother's, was made by me. Every single one of your clothes that was torn, wasn't it me who mended it? You heartless bastard, yet you still mistake me for Lao Qi!"

"..."

Jing Zhe was stunned: What kind of luck is this? To get it wrong with a 50% chance is unbelievable!

However, after searching through his memories, he finally found some clues from his childhood: his two youngest sisters, one liked to sew and mend clothes for him, and the other liked to recite poetry and write lyrics.

Thinking about it this way, and considering Zhou Ziqiong's current profession, her identity seems easy to identify. However, he had a momentary lapse in judgment and didn't think that much about it, which led to this awkward situation.

However, Jing Zhe quickly came up with a solution.

"Sixth Sister, it's not my fault. When we were little, Seventh Sister was the most beautiful girl in the family!"

Jing Zhe wasn't just making things up. Of the six girls in his family when he was little, his seventh sister was the prettiest. Although his other five sisters were also pretty, they were still inferior to his seventh sister.

So he continued, "Who knew Sixth Sister would be so beautiful now? Of course I mistook Sixth Sister for Seventh Sister!"

"..."

Women all like to be praised, and Jing Zhe's words unintentionally praised Zhou Ziqiong, so Zhou Ziqiong instantly lost her guard and took Jing Zhe's arm again.

"Hmph, still the same as when you were a kid, all talk and no action! Come on, let's go back and have a proper talk about what's happened over the years!"

"..."

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