Qiao Zhizhi thought for a moment and said, "When I was learning to paint figures, Mr. Tan explained to me the difference between normal women and thin women. If a woman is an adult and still very thin, as light as paper, that is extremely abnormal. She may be a rare person who is born that way, or she may be a 'thin horse' (a woman who is thin and frail)."
She glanced into the room and said, "I'm not saying anything about Miss Du, it's just that it's too much of a coincidence that my brother met such a girl at the bridge."
"Moreover, Miss Du is so charming that she has almost captured the hearts of the Qiao family. It is not certain whether there is an element of acting involved."
Qiao Lian'er smiled: "Sister Zhizhi, after three years of training in the capital, you have become much wiser."
"Really? Lian'er, are you praising me or saying I'm spreading rumors? I'm just being cautious." Qiao Zhizhi blinked.
I don't know what Lian'er was thinking; perhaps she was overthinking it.
Qiao Lian'er said in a deep voice, "I'm investigating, and there's already been some progress."
Qiao Zhizhi's eyes widened: "Lian'er, you mean—"
Qiao Lian'er nodded: "Don't show any doubt. Leave this to me."
Finally, someone in the family noticed something was wrong, and she felt less lonely. At least for a while, she had someone to talk to.
"Lian'er, will you be alright?" Qiao Zhizhi was a little worried. If Du Qinglan really had something behind her, it might involve some powerful forces that were not to be trifled with.
Can Lian'er handle it all by herself?
"Don't worry, we will only win, we won't lose," Qiao Lian'er said.
"Okay, everything is as usual here. I won't act on my own. If there's anything I can do to help you, just let me know."
Qiao Zhizhi knew that Lian'er was always confident.
Two days later, the eldest prince finally went out, holding a folding fan, to spend half a day at the newly opened theater in the capital.
Two days ago, knowing that the eldest prince was going to the theater, Qiao Lian'er put Du Qingruo in Banrixian.
During the lull between acts, there will be a song and dance performance.
The eldest prince was seated in the first row, where he had the clearest view. He noticed that one of the women had an exceptionally slender waist, even thinner than Du Qinglan's, which could be encircled by one hand.
It's just a pity that her appearance is somewhat lacking; she's only pretty.
But the eldest prince had never seen such a slender waist before. It twisted and turned among the flowing sleeves, sometimes gently, like the most nimble water snake, sometimes wildly, like a willow branch being blown wildly by the wind. This softness that could be manipulated with one hand made his heart itch.
He had been leaning back in his chair, but now his eyes were fixed on the floor, and he slowly straightened up.
"Wonderful!"
The guard immediately leaned forward, waiting for instructions.
"I'm done watching the play. Bring that woman to me." The eldest prince pointed at the woman, then stood up, left the theater, and went to a side pavilion.
A moment later, the woman was led in by the guards; she looked somewhat frightened and helpless.
“This distinguished guest is His Highness the Crown Prince,” the attendant said.
The woman quickly bowed, seemingly even more frightened, and kept her head down, not daring to look up.
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