Chapter 26 Chapter 26 Eyes like deep pools, nose like hanging gallbladder, lips...
Jasmine then realized that she had been staying in the courtyard for far too long. So long that her grandfather hadn't even waited for her after washing and changing clothes, so he had no choice but to rush to the courtyard to catch her.
It was the first time that the Duke had entered her courtyard. As soon as he entered, he spotted the pear tree.
The pear tree is still just a small one, with sparse green buds, but it is very eye-catching.
The Duke looked around the dazzling courtyard several times.
The Duke had seen everything, not even the scenery in the palace had caught his eye. But the Duke couldn't help but speculate about the concubine as he looked at the scene before him.
Hasn't she always lived in the main courtyard? Why haven't I seen her decorate the main courtyard?
When the Duke entered the small living room, he saw his wife looking for a place to put the little things she had bought. The Duke couldn't help but wonder why she put them all here and not in the main courtyard?
Are you afraid that he won't like it?
The Duke felt it necessary to explain.
Jasmine was frightened by her grandfather's silent entry. She reacted very quickly, pulled out a stool, and invited her grandfather to sit down, acting like the host of the house.
The Duke did not consider himself a guest. He walked around and said, "If my aunt likes it, the main courtyard can be decorated like this."
Jasmine immediately thought, could it be that this man likes it too? He came to see her specially, maybe because he was unhappy that she took all the things away?
Jasmine shook the clay doll in her hand and asked tentatively, "Do you like it?"
The Duke: "Not really annoying."
Jasmine asked again, "Didn't you play it when you were a kid?"
The Duke: “No.”
The Duke thought to himself, what's the problem? How could a grown man like him play these games?
Jasmine nodded in understanding. "When I was little, I saw others had it, but I didn't. The more I didn't have it, the more I liked it and the more I couldn't forget it. Look, Master, isn't it very interesting?"
Jasmine took out another clay boy doll and handed it to her grandfather.
After entering the Duke's Mansion, Jasmine heard people talk about the Duke many times.
I know he was imprisoned in the courtyard by the old Duke when he was little, and couldn't leave without orders. At fourteen, he was sent to guard the border. I'm afraid he rarely had the chance to sleep through the night, let alone play.
Life was hard enough for the poor people, but they never expected that this gentleman, the legitimate son of a duke, could live like this.
Jasmine looked at her master, her eyes becoming increasingly gentle as she assured him, "Don't worry, Master. These two children and the remaining servants will be taken to the main courtyard. I will decorate the main courtyard well and will not let you down."
The Duke was about to say hello when he saw his aunt looking at him with pity. It was rare for the Duke to look unnatural.
He deliberately turned his eyes away, looked around, and walked towards another side door.
The bedroom was also full of dazzling items. The bed curtains were embroidered with Xiangfei colored rain butterfly flowers, and the embroidered surface and conch shell wind chimes hung from the ceiling.
There was a bathtub under the window, and on the shelf next to it were neatly arranged some of my aunt's clothes and snow-white handkerchiefs.
If you look closely, you will see that there are also rain butterfly flowers embroidered on the handkerchief.
Unlike the grand and simple main courtyard, this place is exquisite everywhere, but the place is a bit small.
But the Duke doesn't mind.
The Duke said, "It's OK if my aunt doesn't return to the main courtyard tonight."
Is it because she's too busy? Jasmine quickly said, "I'm almost done with my work. I still have to go and set up the main courtyard. I can leave now."
The Duke felt a little regretful. "Okay."
Before Jasmine could leave, Qi'er came running to find her.
Shancha stole a glance at the Duke standing in the corridor and whispered to Jasmine, "I tried to stop her, but the little girl insisted on seeing it for herself. She seemed to have figured out that Auntie was avoiding her."
Jasmine was afraid that Qi'er would say something nonsense, so she took a few quick steps and greeted Qi'er with a smile: "Qi'er, why are you here?"
"Is Aunt Jasmine hiding..." Qi'er stopped talking halfway because she saw the Duke who liked to look at people in a bad mood.
Qi'er couldn't help but take two steps back before she said to Jasmine in a panic, "Auntie, I'll come back another day."
A little girl is just a little girl, she doesn't think too much. Jasmine suddenly found that Qi'er had become cute again.
Seeing Qi'er panicking and trying to leave, Jasmine stopped her and said, "Your uncle is here. Why don't you go and greet him before leaving?"
Qi'er seemed to have just remembered that she couldn't be rude. If she left like this, even if the Duke of Guo spared her, her mother wouldn't forgive her when she returned.
Qi'er's face turned even paler, and she looked sad as she moved towards the Duke.
Jasmine looked at her with both amusement and sadness, and reminded her, "Qier, your second uncle gave you a birthday gift before. He'll be sad if you're so afraid of him."
Qi'er turned to her with a sad face and said, "But Qi'er can't control herself. Aww."
After finally finishing the kowtow, the Duke had nothing to say to this little girl who was so scared of him. He nodded and said, "Well, go ahead."
Qi'er ran as if she had been pardoned. Jasmine had never seen a child run faster than her.
This shows how scary the Duke is.
The little girl ran away so fast that Jasmine didn't catch up. She gave Shancha a clay figurine of a little girl and told her, "Give it to the Third Young Master's wife and tell her I brought it to cheer Qi'er up."
"I know, Auntie." Shancha took the clay doll and turned away.
Jasmine followed her grandfather back to the main courtyard and finally finished decorating the main courtyard before going to bed.
Of course, it was not as meticulous as her own courtyard. She would consider the outside of the courtyard later. Inside the house, Jasmine picked flowers, and after asking the Duke's opinion, she rearranged the tables and chairs, and finally placed the small items she had bought in the empty corners.
The originally solemn and dignified main courtyard suddenly seemed to have changed. The long rainy day turned into a sunny day.
In the bedroom, Jasmine changed the quilt and bed curtains. She had seen this man staring at the bed in her yard for a long time before, and she thought he must like it.
As expected, when the Duke came and saw the dazzling bed, he did not say a word of objection.
The bedroom in the main courtyard was very large, and Jasmine felt that there was no need to connect the bedroom and bathroom.
The Duke actually took the initiative to suggest, "This bedroom is still too small. It would be troublesome to move to another place. Why not just remove that wall?"
The Duke couldn't wait until tomorrow, so he ordered Chunli and the others to come in and break down the wall.
Chunli and Zuohe came in one after the other, carrying various utensils. Since the aunt moved in, the two of them had never set foot in this place again.
When they suddenly came in and saw the flowers and the clay doll, they looked at each other and saw shock in each other's eyes.
As they passed the ornately decorated bed, the expressions on their faces became more apparent. They hesitated, their words difficult to describe. They went to look at their general, but he showed no reaction. He simply told them where to smash the bed and how to do it.
The two of them then focused on the task at hand.
Jasmine didn't understand why this man was so eager to demolish the wall. She was even more confused when, after he finished, he turned the bedroom she had worked so hard to decorate into a dusty mess.
After the bedroom was quickly tidied, the Duke suggested taking a bath. He also said to her, "Auntie, you've been tired all day. Take a rest."
Jasmine thanked her grandfather.
The Duke turned around and went to the bathroom.
The bathroom was clearly visible after the wall was broken open!
Jasmine sat on the edge of the bed. Through the bed curtains, she saw the Duke first revealing his strong and beautiful back. When the last bit of restraint fell to the ground, his long, strong and powerful legs stepped steadily into the bathtub.
Jasmine sniffed, feeling her nose itchy. She wiped it and her hand was covered in blood. She frantically looked for a handkerchief to wipe it.
Jasmine didn't dare look back. The occasional splashing sound of water made her ears burn even more. Jasmine, enduring the torment, was just about to go out for some fresh air to calm herself when she heard the Duke call her.
"Jasmine."
Jasmine turned around immediately.
Then!
She saw her grandfather's painting of lotus emerging from water!
She was so scared that she quickly covered her face.
How could the Duke tolerate his concubine sitting cross-legged on the bed? Before Jasmine could even lower her hand, her master pounced on her like a hungry tiger out of its cage.
Chi Guoguo is a handsome man.
Her body was still covered in steam, her wet hair hung on both sides of her shoulders, her eyes were like deep pools, her nose was like a hanging gall bladder, and her lips were like red clouds.
Jasmine sniffed, and saw her grandfather curved his lips and smiled, as if he understood.
Jasmine was extremely embarrassed. She stopped wiping the blood from her nose and hugged her grandfather's neck tightly. The Duke's face fell into her arms.
Out of sight, out of mind.
Jasmine felt the flesh between her hands. She had always thought that only men were attracted to beauty. At this moment, she suddenly realized that women could be attracted to beauty too.
Jasmine sniffed harder, then wrapped her arms and legs around her grandfather and toppled him over.
"What does Auntie want to do to Master?"
Jasmine wiped away a drop of blood that had fallen on the tip of her grandfather's nose, leaned over, and answered with action.
Maybe it was because she had too much nosebleed, but Jasmine felt particularly excited today.
Holding her grandfather's waist, Jasmine was reluctant to let go.
But she knew that this man did not belong to her. She would lose him sooner or later.
Jasmine then moved closer.
But that’s not enough.
Jasmine turned over and covered him again.
She thought boldly that at least this moment belonged to her.
The Duke closed his eyes, then opened them again. He asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
Jasmine didn't say anything.
The Duke lifted her arm and pulled her in front of him. They exchanged a blank look.
Jasmine held the face in her hands and slowly lowered her head.
The Duke had kissed my concubine before, but he wasn't very good at it. He preferred other things.
But this time, it's different.
They didn't do anything else, the aunt just kissed him. Gentle kisses, passionate bites, no matter what, made the Duke tremble.
The sky is nearly blue and white.
Taking advantage of the first rays of daylight, the Duke looked down and saw his concubine's swollen lips and... the blood scab under her nose.
The Duke touched his own face and found that there were blood scabs on it as expected, which fell off with a touch.
He also wanted to help his aunt take it off so that she wouldn't cry when she woke up and saw him being so ugly.
He carefully stretched out his fingers and touched his aunt's nose. His aunt waved his hand away and hugged his waist tighter.
The Duke didn't dare to move. He looked up at the bed curtains.
After a long while, and confirming that he would be late for court, the Duke patted his concubine's smooth back and said, "Good girl, Jasmine, I have to go to court."
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Jasmine felt lost, but this feeling was something she couldn't express to others.
Even if it was Camellia, Jasmine didn't want to say it.
She can only resolve it herself.
Qi'er came again, and Moli thought she had arrived just in time. Shancha was about to chase her away, but Moli stopped her and went to greet her herself.
"Aunt Jasmine, has the Duke left?"
The little girl was acting furtively, and it was obvious that she had found out something, no, she probably watched the Duke leave before she dared to come here.
Jasmine smiled and said, "Yes, he's gone."
Qi'er jumped for joy. Then she said to Jasmine, "I came here specially to thank Auntie. Auntie gave Qi'er a doll, and Qi'er loves it very much."
"As long as you like it."
Qi'er immediately turned serious and said, "Qi'er is sorry, Auntie. Qi'er misunderstood Auntie before and thought that Auntie didn't like Qi'er anymore. Now I know that it was all Qi'er's mean-spirited thoughts."
Jasmine didn't explain, but simply gave her another small toy. It was a large tiger mask.
Qi'er was in high spirits and played with Jasmine until noon, when she was caught by the Third Young Master's wife.
In the afternoon, Jasmine heard something big.
To the others in the mansion, it was just a shocking anecdote, but Jasmine was completely frightened.
The prefect of Jingzhao Prefecture presented his request to His Majesty that morning for a divorce, and His Majesty granted it.
Why did the Jingzhao prefect want to divorce his wife? Jasmine could only think that it was because the Duke had brought her to attack him.
If it was really because of her, wouldn't she have one more enemy in Kyoto?
Even if she didn't leave the Duke's Mansion, the fact that the wife of the Jingzhao Yin was able to become the Jingzhao Yin's legitimate wife meant that her family was undoubtedly powerful. She wasn't the wife of the Jingzhao Yin anymore, so she was definitely the daughter of an official from some wealthy family.
It's not easy to cause trouble for her.
Everyone in the palace was discussing why the Jingzhao prefect had divorced his wife. Apparently, word of the Duke's visit to the Jingzhao prefect's residence yesterday hadn't spread yet.
Jasmine didn't dare to think about it if the news got out. Not to mention the trouble the Luo family's wife would cause her, even the entire mansion would be in countless troubles.
After the Duke returned, Jasmine asked him, "How did I hear today that the Jingzhao prefect wanted to divorce his wife? And even brought it up before His Majesty? Does this have anything to do with us?"
The Duke told her the truth: "The Jingzhao prefecture governor asked for a divorce. It was indeed because of your visit, but more importantly, his wife was ruthless to the concubines. Not only to those in her own household, but she also instigated her daughter to treat the concubines in her husband's family. The husband's family complained to the Jingzhao prefect several times. The Jingzhao prefect had always protected the wife for the sake of his legitimate son, but who knew that the wife would offend you again. The Jingzhao prefect was afraid of the consequences, so he asked for a divorce early in the morning."
Jasmine was still trembling with fear and asked, "Is the wife of the Jingzhao Yin high in status?"
The Duke nodded: "She is the eldest daughter of the Minister of Rites, a woman of the fourth rank."
Jasmine gasped and sighed inwardly, "It's all over."
Holding on to hope, he asked again: "Where will the wife of Jingzhao Yin go after she is divorced?" Will her family find her shameful and send her out of the capital?
The Duke said: "Of course, I will return to the Shangshu Mansion."
The last hope was shattered.
Jasmine could only pray to Buddha to protect her and ask the wife of Jingzhao Yin not to bother her, not to bother her.
Jasmine was frightened for several days, but after several days of peace, she gradually put her mind at ease.
Even the Duke, however careless he was, noticed something was amiss with the concubine. Just as he was about to ask about it, he discovered that the concubine had returned to normal.
She had never been able to enjoy her meals before, but now she could devour a whole pork elbow in one sitting. The Duke no longer paid any attention to her.
One day, the concierge brought Jasmine a letter. Jasmine was startled. She didn't expect anyone would send her a letter.
It could only be someone who knew her in the past. But who would find this place?
How could Jasmine not be afraid?
It was not until she saw the name on the letter, which was Luo Ming'er, that Jasmine came back to life and began to wonder what Mrs. Luo wanted to talk to her about.
Mrs. Luo wrote a three-page letter. After reading it, Jasmine didn't know whether to be happy or puzzled.
The Luo family lady actually came to confide in her, saying that she wanted to be her sister and that they would be getting married in three months. The Luo family lady said that she had been nervous, but after seeing her aunt Moli, she felt much more at ease. She would finally have a companion when she entered the mansion.
He also said that he would post a message asking her out in two days.
Mrs. Luo also revealed many of her shortcomings in the letter: "To be honest, Auntie, Ming'er has been a very timid person since she was a child. She was often called stupid by her parents, and she has never had a close friend. Ming'er never thought that she would be favored by the Duke's Mansion..."
"The first time I saw Auntie that day, Ming'er felt that she was kind and friendly. Later, when I learned that Auntie was actually the Duke's concubine, Ming'er was unable to react in time. After returning home, Ming'er thought that it was Ming'er's blessing to have met someone as gentle and kind as Auntie."
Mrs. Luo spoke sincerely and from the bottom of her heart, which touched Jasmine deeply.
If we can really become friends as Mrs. Luo said in the letter, then living under the same roof will be much easier in the future.
Jasmine became worried again. Could it be that Mrs. Luo was trying to trick her?
Jasmine was upset with herself, wondering why her old suspicious habit came back again.
This will greatly affect the relationship between her and Mrs. Luo.
If the Luo family lady was not lying but was sincere, then she would have to burn incense. What's wrong with her believing it?
Jasmine immediately wrote a letter to Mrs. Luo.
Jasmine could read and write, but pens and ink were expensive, and she had rarely touched a pen in her life. But to show her sincerity, Jasmine didn't ask anyone to write for her. Instead, she held the pen and wrote slowly, stroke by stroke.
It was dark and Shancha was lighting the lamp for her, but she still hadn't finished writing.
The Duke was extremely surprised that his concubine could actually read and write.
Taking a closer look, he saw that the handwriting was indeed rather ugly. But the Duke's own handwriting wasn't very good, so of course he wouldn't look down on others.
Jasmine wrote down her name, then put down her pen and breathed a sigh of relief. She stood up and twisted her aching neck, then saw her grandfather.
Jasmine was used to her grandfather's elusiveness, so she wasn't frightened at all.
"Master is back."
"Hmm." The Duke asked curiously, "Can my aunt read?"
Surprised? Jasmine smiled proudly, "When I was little, I knew a teacher. His children and I always played together, so the teacher taught us together."
The Duke nodded. "That teacher is a man of noble character. It is a blessing for my aunt to have met him. I wonder how he is doing now?"
The Duke felt that such a person of good character would be wasted in the countryside.
Jasmine was lost in thought, her expression dazed. After a while, she finally said, "When I was fourteen, my teacher passed the provincial exam and moved away from the village with his family. I don't know anything about what happened after that."
Duke: "After passing the provincial exam, he will definitely take the Ministry of Rites exam. After so many years, he should have passed the Ministry of Rites exam. Even if he didn't pass the palace exam, he must have already entered the civil service."
The Duke looked at Jasmine and asked, "What's your name, sir?"
"My last name is He Weili." Jasmine said, then asked in confusion, "Why are you asking this, Master?"
The Duke smiled and said, "My aunt must want to see the master. Do you want me to help you find someone?"
Jasmine was horrified. She subconsciously wanted to say no, but she was afraid of arousing her master's suspicion. She forced a smile and said, "It's better not to. We haven't seen each other for so many years. I'm afraid the master may not recognize me. I'm sorry to bother you."
The Duke nodded and kept this in mind.
Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that her grandfather had really listened to her advice and didn't care.
The Duke looked at the two pages of paper spread out on the table and asked, "Who did Auntie write to?"
Jasmine didn't hide it from him: "It's for the wife of the Luo family."
Jasmine told her that Mrs. Luo had written her a letter and that she was planning to reply.
The Duke nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
It's a good thing that my aunt gets along well with the girl from the Luo family.
The next morning, Jasmine asked the doorman to deliver the letter. When the doorman came back, he brought Jasmine an invitation from the wife of the Luo family.
The wife of the Luo family invited her to a teahouse for tea, saying that the dim sum there was excellent and she wanted her to try it.
Jasmine readily agreed.
Jasmine gave her grandfather some instructions, and on that day, she packed up and went out with Shancha.
Today she wore a crescent-white top and ash-grey blouse, with her head tied up in a low bun with two mahogany hairpins inserted diagonally. She looked like a young lady from a common family.
Of course, the camellia next to her was dressed even more inconspicuously.
When Jasmine arrived at the agreed teahouse, Mrs. Luo had already sent someone to meet her downstairs.
Jasmine had left home half an hour earlier, but unexpectedly she was still later than Mrs. Luo.
Jasmine felt extremely embarrassed.
Today, Mrs. Luo was dressed very casually, with a friendly smile, and seemed more approachable than the one I saw on the day of the outing.
Jasmine brought her a homemade bouquet and a pink porcelain doll as a gift. The Luo family's wife also unexpectedly prepared something for her: a jade bracelet.
How could the two be compared? But Jasmine accepted it as a matter of course. After all, she was the eldest wife.
Mrs. Luo held the pink porcelain doll in her hand, and she was particularly fond of it. The two of them were like good sisters who had not seen each other for many years.
Mrs. Luo carefully handed the pink porcelain doll to Zhiqiu: "Be careful not to bump it."
After watching Zhiqiu put them away, he turned to Moli and said, "I'll learn how to arrange them when we get home."
"If you like it, I still have some. I'll give you a few more."
"OK."
Zhixia reminded: "Madam, it's time for us to serve the snacks, right? Didn't you say you wanted to ask Aunt Jasmine to try your favorite snacks?"
Mrs. Luo then remembered and took Jasmine's hand and said, "Look, I forgot something important. This teahouse's dim sum is famous in Kyoto. You have to line up in advance to get in. If you don't eat these dim sum on the spot, but put them in a box to take home, they won't taste good."
Mrs. Luo excitedly ordered Zhixia, "Quick, tell them to serve some snacks."
Jasmine felt itchy after hearing this and waited curiously for the snacks to come.
After waiting for about a moment, there was a knock on the door.
The waiter of the teahouse pushed the door open and came in with a tray.
Before Jasmine turned around, she could smell a lingering fragrance. But it wasn't the scent of pastries, but rather the scent of a sachet someone was carrying.
It is also a sachet worn by men.
Jasmine turned her head curiously and saw a tall and graceful man approaching.
Placing the dim sum in his hand on their table, the man said with a bright smile, "Excuse me, ladies. These are the three most famous dim sum in our teahouse. I will introduce them one by one to you, ladies."
The man spoke in a deep, pleasant voice, with bright eyes and radiant brows. He was truly a handsome man. Jasmine couldn't help but take a few more glances at him.
I thought it was a shame for this person to be a waitress in a teahouse. If she had the conditions, she would definitely go to Nanfeng Pavilion. She would sell her art but not her body.
Jasmine was just feeling sorry for the waiter when she saw him finish introducing the dim sum and then reach out to pick up a piece of dim sum and pass it to her lips.
Jasmine stepped back a little and said to him, "Don't bother, I can do it myself."
The waiter looked as if someone had stepped on his tail, and said in panic, "It is my great honor to be able to serve you, my lady. Could it be that you despise me?"
Jasmine didn't understand. Were all the waiters in Kyoto's teahouses so enthusiastic? But even if that was the case, Jasmine couldn't stand it.
Seeing that the waiter's face was about to touch her, Jasmine quickly got up from the stool.
Seeing this, Shancha stood in front of her aunt with a fierce look in her eyes.
Mrs. Luo tried to mediate. She first explained to Jasmine, "This teahouse has always been so hospitable. Perhaps Auntie has never been here before and doesn't know about it."
Then he turned around and explained to the waiter, "I'm sorry, why don't you go down first? I don't need you to serve me here anymore."
The waiter replied with aggrieved tone, and before leaving, he glanced at Jasmine with resentment.
Seeing the door closed again, Jasmine breathed a sigh of relief and sat back at the table.
Mrs. Luo handed over some snacks and said apologetically, "I've let you down today, Auntie. Eat some snacks quickly to calm your nerves."
Jasmine took the snack in her hand and listened to Mrs. Luo's talk about the hospitality of the teahouse again.
Jasmine felt she was being overly fussy after hearing what she said, but the snack tasted bland in her mouth.
Unfortunately, she choked on her snack and only recovered after drinking two cups of tea.
Of course you’ll want to go to the toilet if you drink too much tea.
Mrs. Luo pointed her in the direction and Jasmine quickly stood up.
Afraid of running into the enthusiastic waiter again, Jasmine looked around and made sure the waiter was not there before heading towards the locker room at a steady pace.
Everything had been going smoothly. I thought it would be the same back home, but I happened to run into him.
Jasmine didn't understand why he suddenly appeared. After saying sorry, she wanted to leave.
Unexpectedly, the waiter stopped her.
"Madam, do you hate me? If there's anything I've done wrong, just tell me and I'll change. But if you're avoiding me like this, and the owner finds out, I'll definitely be kicked out of the teahouse. Please be kind, Madam."
Shancha whispered in Jasmine's ear, "He's so pitiful."
Jasmine didn't feel sorry for him, she only felt sorry for herself. Look, more and more people were looking at them.
At that moment, Jasmine could only bite the bullet and coax the waiter: "How can I hate you? You speak softly and look good. You haven't done anything wrong. If the shopkeeper wants to criticize you, then I will speak for you. Don't worry."
"Thank you, ma'am!" the waiter said excitedly, and took two steps towards her, getting closer to her.
Jasmine could only step back, and ended up stepping on Shancha's foot. Just as she was about to fall, the waiter quickly caught her.
Jasmine felt the hand on her waist and the gazes from all directions. She had only one thought.
Today is a very unlucky day, don’t go out!
Jasmine shouted in a low voice, "Let go!"
The waiter straightened her up before letting go of her hand. "Are you okay, ma'am?"
"Jasmine?"
Jasmine heard the familiar voice and knew something was wrong.
When she turned around, she saw the eldest young lady, accompanied by two maids, standing by the handrail at the corner in luxurious clothes, looking at her in confusion.
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The author has something to say: Note: The legitimate son of the prefect of Jingzhao is named Li Youyou, and he is the male protagonist of the fourth part of the Daqi series "The Princess Only Wants to Be a Coroner" that the author wants to write later!
This novel is different from the other three series in that it's a suspenseful, sweet, and romantic thriller, with 30% romance and 70% plot. It's a long novel. This novice author is still working hard to learn how to write. Thanks for your collection!
Although the hero's name sounds silly and naive, he is actually a mature and strict official who keeps his word.
This story tells the story of the orphaned Fifteenth Princess of the Daqi Dynasty, who, unlike other princesses who must resign themselves to fate and marry, aspires to become a coroner and establish herself in the world. While in the palace, she taught herself to dissect various types of chicken, duck, and fish to determine the cause of death. Later, due to an unsolved case, she leaves the palace and joins forces with Li Youyou, the eldest son of the Jingzhao Prefecture, to uncover the truth behind each case.
The first case that the male and female protagonists officially took on was the mysterious hanging case of a concubine in the male protagonist's sister's house. Everyone pointed the finger at the male protagonist's sister, and the sister begged the male protagonist for help. Everyone said that the male protagonist was shielding her, but the fifteenth princess used her own eyes and experience to discover something unusual.
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