Miss Jun smiled.

What a clever child.

He saw that she was walking very slowly, and that she had just sat down to talk because she couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's a bit exaggerated to ask for a sedan chair, so as to avoid people speculating." Fang Chengyu said, "Why not let me carry you back? We are husband and wife. Although it's exaggerated, it's also fun."

Miss Jun laughed, put her arms around his neck and leaned on his back.

"Can you carry me?" she said with a smile, pinching his thin shoulders.

Fang Chengyu had already carried her steadily on his back.

"Cousin, I am a man after all." He said aggrievedly, "Please don't look down on me."

Miss Jun smiled again.

Fang Chengyu carried her on his back and walked out of the door. As expected, this scene made the maids and servants in the house stare in amazement, and then they all smiled shyly and evasively.

Fang Chengyu ignored all these glances and walked more vigorously, but his steps were not fast.

"Is it okay? Do you still have strength?" Miss Jun asked.

Fang Chengyu did not laugh and joke like before, but lowered his head and remained silent.

"It's not shameful if you can't walk. I can walk down by myself." Miss Jun smiled and pressed his shoulder. "You are in good health after all."

Fang Chengyu didn't let her go, but looked sideways at her.

"Jiuling, you just said that what you have to do now is to eliminate the trouble caused by the imperial edict and take this opportunity to rest and recuperate." He said.

Miss Jun nodded.

"Yes, the most important thing for you now is to do this," she said.

Doesn’t this child know the trouble that will arise if the imperial edict is taken out?

Fang Chengyu stopped and looked at her.

"So what are you going to do?" he asked.

Earlier, Miss Jun had been talking about "we" and "we", but only when she said this did she suddenly say "what you are going to do".

So what about her?

Miss Jun smiled. What a sharp child. She patted her shoulder and looked towards the sky in the south.

"I have something else to do," she said. "It's a private matter."

"You are going out." Fang Chengyu said, "You are going to the capital, right?"

It's not a question, it's a statement.

Miss Jun was a little surprised.

"You mentioned the capital city several times." Fang Chengyu said with a smile.

How many times? Probably not. At most, she asked the senior official at home about interesting things in the capital. But in order to avoid the Fang family from having wild thoughts, she never mentioned it again.

This child is both smart and thoughtful.

Miss Jun nodded with a smile.

"Yes," she said, "I am going to the capital for a private matter."

Going to the capital was indeed a private matter, to see my sister and Jiuqi. Of course, this was a secret that could not be told.

The reason she came up with was that her father had given her something to do before he passed away.

Because of the initiative she had with Lin Zhubo in the Jinyun Tower incident, Old Lady Fang was somewhat in awe of Yu Jun Yingwen and felt that Jun Yingwen's network of contacts was also mysterious.

She would think that what Miss Jun said about going to the capital was related to the person who scared off Lin Zhubu in Jinyun Tower.

However, looking at Fang Chengyu's serious and clear eyes, Miss Jun didn't want to say this excuse. She hesitated, should she continue to say eunuch's follower? Say the name Yuan Bao? And Yuan Bao's identity?

And when I went to Beijing, I would also like to see if Yuan Bao had ever appeared in the capital.

In fact, she really doesn't like to tell lies, because telling one lie requires countless lies to match, which is too troublesome. It wastes too much time, and a princess like Jiuling doesn't need to do this.

But Jun Jiuling can only do this.

She was about to speak, but Fang Chengyu had already spoken.

"You're on your own. Be careful and take care of yourself," he said.

Miss Jun smiled.

"I'm not going alone. I'm taking Liu'er with me," she said.

Fang Chengyu said "oh".

"Then you have to take care of Liu'er and take better care of yourself," he said.

Miss Jun laughed.

"If you need anything, just ask for the ticket number and I will arrange it." Fang Chengyu continued without laughing.

He didn't want to know why she went to the capital or what she was doing there.

Miss Jun nodded with a smile.

"Okay," she said.

Fang Chengyu lowered his head and continued walking without saying a word.

Seeing him like this, Miss Jun thought about it.

"If you have any questions, just ask," she said.

If people can resolve the doubts in their hearts, they will probably have no worries.

Fang Chengyu lowered his head.

"If I didn't ask, would you just leave without telling me?" he said, with a hint of grievance in his voice.

Miss Jun laughed.

"Why, I was going to tell you when I got back to the house," she said, "and then I'd tell my grandmother and my aunt."

Fang Chengyu raised his head and smiled, all the grievances on his face disappeared, like the sky clearing up after the rain.

"What else?" Miss Jun asked with a smile.

Fang Chengyu shook his head.

No more? So the only question is whether to say goodbye or not?

"There's one more." He thought for a moment and then said, laughing, "Although I think this question shouldn't be asked, I still want to ask it."

"There is no such thing as whether or not to ask, only whether or not to answer." Miss Jun said with a smile, "So this is not something you should worry about, but something I should worry about."

Fang Chengyu smiled.

"Are you coming back?" he asked.

Miss Jun was slightly startled.

He didn't ask if you were leaving or why you were leaving, he only asked if you would say goodbye to him and if you would come back.

He doesn't ask about leaving, he only asks about returning.

"Is this problem worrying you?" Fang Chengyu said uneasily.

Miss Jun smiled.

This problem never worried her.

This is the simplest question: to reply or not to reply.

"No," she said, "of course I will."

She answered as crisply as if she had decided not to reply at the beginning.

At first, she had imagined that she would do what she promised, that is, cure Fang Chengyu, and then let Mrs. Fang fulfill her promise and at least give her most of Deshengchang's wealth. As for whether the Fang family's enemies had been eliminated, she didn't intend to care anymore. She just took the money and left.

But the plan could not keep up with the changes. She didn't expect that the Fang family was actually related to the emperor's grandfather. Furthermore, she didn't expect the people of the Fang family to treat her like this.

They treat her as family and relatives, so she must also treat them as family and relatives. This is fair.

"This is my home," she continued.

A smile broke out on Fang Chengyu's face.

…

There was a loud roar of thunder, and raindrops as big as soybeans fell down, and the street was suddenly in chaos.

But even this did not disperse the crowds gathered in the streets.

It has been two days since the Fang family took out the imperial edict to search the city. The government has pretended to be deaf and the Fang family has remained silent, and no one has given an explanation so far.

The people could only guess and inquire on their own, and all kinds of information emerged one after another.

Because of the heavy rain, the teahouse, which had been doing good business in the past few days, became even more crowded. In addition to people drinking tea, many people came in to avoid the rain. There were loud conversations everywhere, and the noise drowned out the sound of the rain outside.

Of course, the topic was all about the Fang family of Deshengchang.

"...The imperial edict is fake..."

"... Forget it, if the fake Magistrate Ma doesn't arrest them..."

"…Actually, this is all arranged by the government…In addition to County Magistrate Li, there are also spies from the Jin people, so they have to search the city…"

"…Doesn't County Magistrate Li have a feud with the Fang family?"

People were talking in groups of three or five, some were even arguing until their faces turned red and they were just about to roll up their sleeves and fight. In the midst of the chaos someone came over.

"You are all wrong. This matter is actually very simple."

Wrong? Simple? These few words instantly made the people who were arguing turn against the speaker.

"What do you know? What's wrong with what we said?" they asked in unison.

The speaker was a middle-aged man, squinting his eyes and twirling his beard, looking enigmatic.

"Me? Of course I know, because I'm from Dongping, Shandong." He said with a strong accent.