Chapter 43 The Cat Said: I Was Deceived by My Master (Part 4)
Taxue told Xiaoyao that his master would not let him into the house at noon every day. One day he sneaked out, but found that the person lying on the bed was not his master.
Although they look similar, they smell different because their owner doesn't smell like that.
Taxue was very depressed about this. He felt that he had been deceived by his master, so he wanted to run away from home and venture into the world.
At this moment, there was a sudden puffing sound outside the window. It was the sound of wings flapping against the window paper. Zhao Shiqing looked over and saw Xiaoguai's shadow.
She lowered her voice and said to Denghua, "Lie back down!"
Denghua lay back on the bed obediently. Zhao Shiqing lowered the curtain, bent down and crawled under the bed.
Footsteps approached from afar, and someone pushed open the door from outside: "Where are the people? Where are the servants? Where have they all gone?"
Then, the man walked into the inner room and saw the medicine on the small table. The medicine was already cold. The man hurriedly asked, "Sir, why didn't you take the medicine again?"
Deng Hua's faint voice came from inside the tent: "Don't waste the medicine for a dying man... Get out, all of you get out... You won't be serving me anymore."
The man walked to the bed, reached out to pull open the curtain, and saw that the prince had his back to him. From his angle, he could see half of his profile.
There was a layer of death on that pale face. It made no sense to drink the medicine or not.
The man gently lowered the tent and said, "Master, please take a rest. The medicine is getting cold. I will have someone make another bowl."
"Don't bother... It's useless... Cough cough cough..." A heart-wrenching cough sounded, as if all the strength had been used up.
The man half-bowed respectfully, hunched his shoulders, backed out, and closed the door again.
A maid's greeting came from outside the door: "Mr. Cui, the public security officer."
The man shrilly scolded, "You little sluts, instead of serving the prince, you're just slacking off? If I catch you slacking off again, I'll beat you to death!"
"Eunuch Cui, it was the prince who wouldn't let us in." The maid felt aggrieved, thinking that if she could come to serve the prince, she would have the opportunity to climb into his bed. Even if she couldn't become the prince's consort, she could at least be a concubine. But who would have thought that this prince was so sick that he couldn't get out of bed, and his temper was very strange. Not to mention climbing into bed, even wiping his body had to be done by the servants in the palace.
Eunuch Cui snorted coldly, "You're the only ones who can come up with crooked ideas every day. Just because the prince won't let you in, you can go slack off? Everyone, get ready. If anything happens to the prince, you won't be able to survive."
The maids are feeling very miserable. This prince won't live long. Will they be blamed if he dies of illness?
Eunuch Cui scolded the maids one by one, then walked away leisurely with small steps.
Inside the house, Zhao Shiqing was hiding under the bed, feeling for the square bricks on the ground with her hands. To her disappointment, she didn't find any mechanism.
Isn’t there a secret passage under the bed?
Why can’t I find it?
Forget it, I won’t look for him anymore. When the time comes, Big Brother will come out on his own.
She simply closed her eyes, and perhaps because it was too quiet around her, she fell asleep.
Until she heard a slight sound beside her ear, she suddenly opened her eyes and saw the face in front of her.
At just one glance, she knew that this person was the real Zhao Tinghan.
The person in front of him was at least 70% similar to Denghua after her disguise, but Zhao Shiqing could still see the difference between them. The difference was their eyes. Although even the small red mole at the corner of their eyes was exactly the same, their expressions were different.
There was only sorrow in Denghua's eyes, and although it was dim under the bed, Zhao Shiqing could still see murderous intent in the eyes of the person in front of him.
This is the murderous intent that belongs only to the superior!
"Brother, I'm Qingqing." She said in a low voice and pulled out a jade Buddha tied with a red rope.
"The jade Buddha you gave me has always been with me, and so has my sister."
Zhao Tinghan's heart was beating violently. He thought his family would send someone over, but he never dreamed that the person coming would be Qingqing.
This little sister whom he had never seen was still a child in his imagination.
"Why are you here? It's so dangerous." Zhao Tinghan said in a low voice.
Zhao Shiqing smiled and said, "I'll come to Wanfu Temple to find you tomorrow. See you there."
Zhao Tinghan still had a lot of questions he wanted to ask her, but he also knew that now was not the time to talk about them. He nodded and said, "Let Denghua take you out of the secret passage."
Zhao Tinghan quickly got on the bed and exchanged with Denghua, and then Zhao Shiqing knew where the mechanism was.
It’s this bed!
The bed board is hollow, with a mezzanine that is only wide enough for thin people to fit in. The connection between the head of the bed and the wall is movable. Going out from here, there is a wall that only thin people can pass through. After passing this wall, you will reach the real secret passage.
Zhao Shiqing followed Denghua out of the exit of the secret passage and saw several large vats piled around. He looked again and saw that the whole yard was full of these large vats.
She walked out of the yard in a daze, and found that this was the backyard of the shop. And this shop, well, she had been here before. It was the grocery store that almost drove Dazhuang out.
"Is this shop opened by my brother?" Zhao Shiqing asked.
Denghua had already wiped off the makeup on his face in the secret passage with a wet towel he had prepared in advance. Now, he was a handsome young man who was a little thin but looked very healthy.
“Yes, this is our own place.”
Zhao Shiqing nodded and wanted to give his elder brother a thumbs up.
At noon the next day, Zhao Shiqing arrived at Wanfu Temple on time. She was wearing a conical hat and a coarse cloth dress with her sleeves rolled up, revealing half of her thick, black arms. Even though the conical hat covered most of her face, one could guess from her appearance that she was a poor girl who was used to doing rough work.
She was wondering how to make Zhao Tinghan recognize her when a white-bearded monk walked towards her without hesitation and asked, "Madam, are you looking for someone?"
Zhao Shiqing was stunned. Did he reveal a flaw? Otherwise, why would this old monk come directly to him?
However, she soon realized that she was the only pilgrim in this huge temple. Who else could it be but her?
These days, Buddhist temples are having a hard time. On the contrary, Taoist temples are doing good business. The retired emperor has single-handedly made Taoism flourish.
She followed the monk in charge of receiving guests onto a small path where there were several monasteries. They seemed to have been prepared for the women who came to burn incense in the past. Unfortunately, the women from wealthy families no longer came here to burn incense.
The monk in charge of reception brought her here and would not leave. Zhao Shiqing thanked him and walked away.
She knocked on the door and a young monk opened it. The monk looked somewhat like Denghua after she removed her makeup. If she guessed correctly, the monk was Denghua's brother Dengxin.
Unexpectedly, Dengxin became a monk.
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